"The Tao of Nothingness, you alone want to suppress us, what a fool's errand!"
The Lord of Chaos Mountain sneered.
"The ancient Rakshasa clan has stood in the Rakshasa Sea for hundreds of millions of years without falling. There must be someone more powerful behind the scenes..." the woman in black skirt said, "Senior, can you come out and see me?"
No one responded.
"It turns out that you are really the only one!"
The woman in black dress looked strangely in her eyes.
"Little girl, do you want to see me?"
suddenly.
A hoarse voice resounded between heaven and earth, and from the depths of the Rakshasa ruins, a ray of light came instantly. It was an old man with a slightly transparent body, but his aura was powerful, profound, and unfathomable.
Ancestor Hongtian has arrived.
Whoosh!
At this moment, the six mountain masters were trembling, and the Sea Emperor and Hanhai Palace Master also looked pale.
"teacher."
The Tao of Nothingness bowed and worshiped.
"It's you..." The psychic Taoist's body trembled in disbelief, "It's impossible...you were killed by that man's magical power, and you were already wiped out..."
"You can't survive..."
"Could it be..."
Fairy Chu Yue was shocked, "Is this the most powerful person from the ancient Rakshasa clan?"
"I remember when I broke into the forbidden land of gods and demons, brought you back to the wild land, and planted you with my own hands..." Ancestor Hongtian smiled half-heartedly, "It's rare that you still remember me."
A word fell down.
The world was shocked.
The ancient psychic tree that has lived for hundreds of millions of years was planted by Ancestor Hongtian. How terrifying must he be?
"The grace of raising someone will never be forgotten."
The psychic Taoist kowtowed, "It's just that I don't want to be controlled by others anymore..."
Ancestor Hongtian sneered and said, "You are now in the midst of a catastrophe. Your soul is separated from your physical body. Whether you can survive this catastrophe is still a matter of debate."
"Don't want to be controlled by others?"
He smiled disdainfully.
"That depends on your ability."
Boom!
With a thought in Patriarch Hongtian's mind, the magic patterns circulated, and the sixteen ferocious statues standing deep in the ancient ruins came to life, transformed into sixteen gods, and stepped forward.
Each of the sixteen gods has different powers, and they are filled with terrifying magic power, tearing apart time and space and plunging the world into chaos.
"You only have one chance to choose."
Ancestor Hongtian said indifferently.
"Surrender or die!"
Today, the ancient Rakshasa clan has a small population, which is not conducive to governance.
The Six Great Immortal Mountains are a considerable force. If they can be brought under their control, they can integrate the Rakshasa Sea without wasting a single soldier.
"The ancient Rakshasa clan was the ruler of the Rakshasa sea area hundreds of millions of years ago. Now that the seniors have returned, they can be said to be their destiny!" The Sea Emperor said with a flattering smile on his face, "The Sea Palace is willing to surrender."
Each of the sixteen gods has the strength of the Great Perfection in the Destiny Tribulation Realm. Once it explodes with all its strength, it can instantly kill the Emperor of the Sea and the Lords of the Six Immortal Mountains.
He didn't want the egg to touch the stone.
"Children can be taught."
Ancestor Hongtian was very satisfied.
"Kaiyang Fairy Mountain, willing to surrender to the ancient Rakshasa clan."
After some hesitation, the Lord of Kaiyang Mountain knelt on the ground and lowered his head.
"snort!"
suddenly.
A cold snort sounded.
"I am the descendant of the giant spirit and come from the nine heavens. For a small ancient Rakshasa clan to want my giant spirit to surrender, it is simply a fantasy!"
The body of the Lord of Giant Spirit Mountain was transformed into a god standing tall on the sky and the earth.
Without saying a word, he rushed towards a god.
"Even if you die, you cannot disgrace the majesty of the Gods!"
"Then I will help you."
Ancestor Hongtian looked contemptuous, waved his sleeves, the sixteen gods roared, time and space undulated like waves, and in an instant, the Lord of Giant Spirit Mountain was crushed.
Turn into ashes and disappear into smoke.
"..."
The Lord of Chaos Mountain, the woman in black skirt and others were horrified.
The strength of the two is not on the same level.
"I understand that you are of the bloodline of the gods..." Ancestor Hongtian said calmly, "It's just that being expelled from Jiutian is obviously an abandoned one."
"The gods above the nine heavens will not even look at you."
"Chaos Fairy Mountain is willing to surrender."
The Lord of Chaos Mountain finally lowered his head, his eyes full of unwillingness.
"Immortal Mountain..."
"Tianji Fairy Mountain..."
One by one, the lords of the fairy mountains bowed their heads.
Ancestor Hongtian smiled calmly.
Even if he has not yet been refined to the level of Divine Heart, and only has the strength of the Great Perfection of the Destiny Tribulation Realm, it is still easy to suppress the Seven Immortal Mountains.
His eyes fell on the psychic Taoist.
"I can help you in this calamity." Ancestor Hongtian said leisurely, "But from now on, you will be the sacred tree of the ancient Rakshasa clan."
"From generation to generation, I will be loyal to the ancient Rakshasa clan."
"Are you willing?"
The psychic Taoist hesitated.
Boom!
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The heavenly catastrophe tore apart the starry sky under the sea, and the branches of the ancient psychic tree were chopped off by thunder. The tree body was charred as black as charcoal, and it resisted completely by instinct.
The psychic Taoist's expression was changing.
"You have ten breaths." Ancestor Hongtian said.
"Holy Master."
Poseidon said in a deep voice, "The plan for now is to survive the catastrophe of fate..."
"good!"
The psychic Taoist took a deep breath, half-knelt on the ground, looked at Ancestor Hongtian, and said: "Ancestor, I am willing to become the sacred tree of the ancient Rakshasa tribe."
"Eternal life, protect the ancient Rakshasa clan."
"Please help me, ancestor!"
Ancestor Hongtian smiled.
Click!
With a snap of his fingers, the time and space of the Rakshasa ancient ruins opened, and the psychic Taoist instantly turned into a ray of blue light and submerged into the ancient psychic tree, and his soul and body merged into one.
Woo!
Ancestor Hongtian summoned his magic power, and a set of magic weapons flew towards the psychic Taoist.
That is a complete set of the best destiny magic weapon.
"Wow..."
Yuanbao's eyes were blazing.
"The old man is really rich."
"The ancient Rakshasa clan has informed the Rakshasa sea area for billions of years. He is the last monk in the realm and controls all the treasures. Of course he is extremely rich."
Ye Xu said indifferently.
"With this set of magic weapons, it will be easy to survive this calamity." Patriarch Hongtian said.
"yes."
In a moment.
The psychic Taoist refined the magic weapon, and a set of magic arrays condensed out. The Tao patterns flowed, and time and space changed, just like a square of sky, supporting a world-shattering catastrophe.
The situation stabilized immediately.
This is money ability.
"Teacher, this is Mr. Ye."
at the same time.
Wu Dao introduced to Patriarch Hongtian, "Your ability to revive today is all due to Mr. Ye's ultimate divine heart."
"Fellow."
Ancestor Hongtian smiled, his eyes wandering around Ye Xu, as if he wanted to see the depth of Ye Xu.
Ye Xu nodded.
"Boy, you still owe us a bite of the Ji Dao Saint Weapon." Yuan Bao snorted, looking unhappy, and said, "You haven't paid for it for so long, is it because you want to default on your debt?"
"Juniors don't dare."
Wu Dao smiled bitterly.
"Teacher, this disciple has reached an agreement with Mr. Ye. Our clan will pay a mouthful of Ji Dao Holy Soldiers in exchange for the tribes not being able to trade with Mr. Ye, lest Mr. Ye take action."
"trade?"
Ancestor Hongtian looked gloomy.
"Next time, if I dare to make my own decisions again, I'll take it from you."
A holy weapon of the extreme path is definitely a treasure among the ancient Rakshasa clan.
"yes."
Wu Dao felt awe-inspiring.
jingle!
Ancestor Hongtian activated his magic power, and saw a purple-gold bell flying out of his sleeve. The sound of the bell became clearer and brighter, as if it could wash away all the dirt in the world.
"Fellow Taoist, please take a look."
Ye Xu had a trick up his sleeve.
Bells in sleeves.
He slowly raised his head, stared at Patriarch Hongtian, and said calmly: "Fellow Taoist, the nobleman still owes me something, and now it is time for the property to return to its original owner."
ps: One chapter today, I owe three chapters, I will make up for it as soon as possible.