Nightshade's expression changed drastically, and she said in surprise: "This, I'm afraid only the mighty power of heaven and earth can have such momentum!"

Since he entered the realm of Daluo Jinxian, he has practiced dozens of Yuan Hui and now he can only reach the seventh level of heaven. For him, he still has a long way to go before reaching the realm of great power in heaven and earth.

After a moment of hesitation, he decided to summon the elders of the twelve clans of the Dragon Clan. Each of the elders of the twelve clans was a mighty person of heaven and earth, just like the heel of the innate gods. There were also the first three sons of the ancestral dragon, as well as the once-famous elders.

The evil man who moved the ancient times.

Since he became a powerful person in the dozens of yuan guilds, there have only been more than thirty Taiyi who have successfully broken the mirror and stepped into the Great Luo Jinxian. However, among these dozens of yuan guilds, only three have stepped into the power of heaven and earth.

One is the Black Jade Qilin of the Qilin Clan, the other is the ancestor of the Red Crow Clan of the Feng Clan, and the last one is the Green Dragon Auxiliary God, the Green Snake who used to call him his senior.

When she thought of this, Nightshade felt inexplicably sour in her heart.

But unexpectedly, just as he was about to send the message, the dragon plate in his hand suddenly turned and a green light appeared.

"Solanum nigrum."

"Greetings to the ancestor." Although he was surprised in his heart that the ancestor of Qinglong could convey his spirit, he still saluted the shadow.

"Are you in the Rizhao Sea Area?"

"Forefather, Nightshade is indeed in the Rizhao Sea area now."

"Well, then I'll ask you to protect me and don't disturb other clan members." Qinglong Xuying said calmly.

"This..." Long Kui hesitated for a moment, then said: "Yes, I will obey the order of the ancestor."

"Thank you for your work. The next Holy Sacrifice is coming soon. It's up to you to go to the ancestral blood pool in front of the Holy Sacrifice."

When Long Kui heard this, she looked overjoyed and said hurriedly: "Thank you, ancestor, for your great kindness."

The shadow on the dragon's plate disappeared in the next moment, leaving only Solanum nigrum and she was overjoyed.

Immediately, he raised his hand, and the two remaining Taiyi Daxiu from the Yangyu Clan rushed over.

"This sea area is closed from today. Your family is not allowed to spread any visions in the sea area. If the secrets of the Dragon Palace are revealed, your family will probably disappear from the world."

The two Yangyu Clan Taiyi secretly complained in their hearts, but they still quickly obeyed the order.

Qinglong, who was far away in the Qinglong Mountain, looked at the Rizhao Sea in the distance and said softly: "At the expense of the top ten innate spiritual roots, please don't let me down."

In the Tang Valley, Qing Ling holds a three-foot dagger in his right hand. It has a simple shape, a long and sharp blade, and no unnecessary decoration. It looks like a machete.

All the divine light is contained within it, and because of the soul-destroying stone, it looks a bit weird. The blade is not iron, and is completely black, making it unattractive.

Qing Ling was extremely satisfied. Only something with an inconspicuous appearance could be stunning.

He put his hand on the knife and said with a smile: "From now on, I can no longer kill gods, I can only kill gods.

You are my treasure for killing obstacles, and you will kill all obstacles on the road."

The knife seemed to have a spirit, chiming softly and vibrating in response to the master's words.

But she was not happy with the three thousand red threads around her waist. The long red threads wrapped around the God-Slaying Blade, like a jealous child.

Qing Ling couldn't help but said with a smile: "Okay, you will all be my treasures from now on.

Kill the gods and kill the obstacles, and you will accompany me on the road. The sapphire will protect the road. The three of you will walk with me on the road."

After hearing this, Mi Tiansuo let go of the struggling Zhan Shen and hung it on Qing Ling's waist.

Qing Ling's brows flashed as she took the God of Death into her Yuanshen and nourished it with the power of her soul.

The reason why the sword is called God-Slaying is because the emphasis is on "God". What is cut is not the body, but the God!

The hibiscus in Tang Valley is black and yellow all year round, and its leaves are like fire and the sun, and will never fade.

Qing Ling stroked the wood with her hands and said with a smile: "Fusang Fusang, since you helped me become a treasure, I will no longer break your branches and leaves. Now, I need to help you achieve enlightenment, and I am also helping you. From now on, you will still be Tanggu."

Fuso, not my sacred Fuso tree.

If you have spirit, please respond to me and move the three thousand leaves."

He used the authority of the wooden way to communicate with the gods of trees and spread the gods of fusang.

Fusang felt it, and sure enough, the three thousand leaves on the branches were moving, hanging down towards the green spirit.

Qing Ling smiled gently and said, "Thank you Fusang."

As soon as he finished speaking, he displayed his divine map, drawing the mysterious sky and zooming in on all directions.

Qing Ling stepped into it to express condolences to Mugong's clone.

"How have you been living these past ten thousand years?"

Qing Ling looked at the golden crow's shadow trapped under the extremely cold wind and snow in the north with a smile on her face.

The golden crow shadow sneered: "It's a good idea to break the hibiscus and laurel to refine the treasure.

Now that the sword is ready, are you ready to use me to strike it?"

"No, I don't have this idea." Qing Ling said with a smile: "You are not qualified to sharpen my sword."

"You!" Jinwu Xuying was obviously angry, but he still restrained himself in the wind and snow. "What exactly do you want?"

Qing Ling looked at him carefully and then slowly said: "If I calculated correctly, your clone should be made of the essence of sunshine accumulated by Fusang since the creation of the world.

Let the sun shine on the trees."

"So what if it is? So what if it's not?" The Golden Crow's shadow energy has still not disappeared, thinking that this avatar of the mighty power of heaven and earth is not even worthy of being struck with a sword. It is really a great shame and humiliation.

But he was spared the danger of his life, and felt a little secretly happy in his heart, which made Mu Gong's clone feel ashamed and angry.

"If so, it will naturally be of great use to me. If not, you have also destroyed the origin of a Golden Crow that was once possible to be conceived, and the existence on the Sun Star will naturally not let you go."

Mugong's clone's expression froze, and he was a little hesitant.

Qing Ling smiled and continued: "However, my guess is correct, you are indeed the Shengyang Wood.

If this happens, the origin of your Tao body will be used by me, and your life will be hard to save."

Mugong's expression changed and he said: "If you come to take my life, just come, why bother talking so much."

Qing Ling shook his head and said: "I want to take away the origin of your body, but I didn't say I must take your life."

"What does this mean?" he asked with a slight movement in his expression.

"As long as you voluntarily give up your Tao body and don't damage your origin, I can guarantee that I will not destroy your Tao soul, nor will I suppress or ban your Tao soul.

After all, it’s hard to tell whether you, who has a hint of the meaning of the Fuso sacred tree, are a clone of Mu Gong or the so-called "Hao"."

After hearing this, Mugong's clone finally changed his expression, smiled bitterly, and sighed: "Whether I am Mugong or Hao, it's really hard to say."

Qing Ling looked at him with fixed eyes and said solemnly: "If you wish, it will be Fusang Zhihao, not a clone!"

"Can you help me?" he asked in surprise.

Qing Ling nodded and said: "I can use the authority of Mu Dao to assimilate the Mu Gong soul in your Yuanshen. From now on, you can conquer the world as big as you want."

"How can I trust you?" This veteran of mixed souls was finally persuaded by Qing Ling.

Qing Ling said with a smile: "Since everything started with Fusang, then I will take Fusang as proof. If I break my oath, Fusang will not help me achieve enlightenment."

If you have any intention of harming me again, you will return to the Fusang Sacred Tree, and your soul will be completely dissipated!"

"Okay, let's take Fusang as proof!"
Chapter completed!