"Han Zhan, continue to irrigate this tree with the power of the Immortal Card."
Ling Xiao turned his head, glanced at the pale Han Zhan, bent down and picked up a few dead branches on the ground, "There are also these sacred trees, let's see if we can make elixirs."
Although with Han Zhan's strength, activating the fairy cards day and night would cause extremely terrible damage to his body, soul and spirit.
But, as a tool, as long as he is tired, he will work to death for me. Isn’t this self-cultivation?
"Thank you for your hard work! Take more elixirs to replenish your body. Look how thin you are."
Ling Xiao casually handed the few dead branches to Han Zhan, but then he seemed to think of something, leaving the section with the strongest vitality, and then walked towards the Heavenly Palace.
"Yes! Lord!"
Han Zhan's expression was stern, with some excitement in his eyes.
Did you see that the Lord has entrusted me with such an important task? This is obviously a sign of trust and reliance on me!
As long as I, Han, stand there, the Medicine Palace will still be my Medicine Palace!!
Above the void, Ling Xiao looked at Ye Qingchan, whose eyes were brooding, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Qingchan, what's wrong with you?"
"No...it's okay, sir. I always feel that the scent of Fusang Ancient Wood seems a bit familiar."
Ye Qingchan shook his head blankly, his eyes flickering, looking quite strange.
"Oh? Are you familiar?"
Ling Xiao nodded slightly, not surprised at all.
Now it seems that Ye Qingchan's golden finger is just a powerful rule.
But her luck is comparable to that of a person with a divine body and a holy body.
Obviously, there must be other secrets about her life experience.
As for why he wanted to leave behind a dead branch...
It is rumored that there once lived another demon clan true spirit on this sacred tree, called the Golden Crow.
And now, the eldest princess of the Golden Crow Divine Dynasty is in trouble again. I wonder if this piece of ancient wood can be used to win the submission of a divine dynasty?
Although it is impossible for this mortal realm divine dynasty to be of the true Golden Crow bloodline.
But since this dynasty worshiped the Golden Crow as a god, I'm afraid it has some connection with it.
Now he only needs to wait for the return of Duoying to know the dilemma Jin Han'er faces.
When the time comes, he will be able to think of a way to crush her completely.
A day flies by in the blink of an eye.
Above the Heavenly Palace, Ling Xiao held the Ancient Blade of Samsara in his hand and seemed to be in an extremely mysterious situation.
All he saw was infinite magic light blooming around him.
The demonic intention turned into clouds and encompassed the entire domain. There seemed to be a faint killing force falling from the sky, which made people feel frightened.
At this time, countless images passed by in Lingxiao's sea of souls.
I saw a peerless figure in black clothes, standing in the sky. Under its feet, there were dense crowds of creatures kneeling on the ground, looking up to the sky and crying in sorrow, with expressions full of fear and despair.
Among them are young and old, strong and powerful, and many of them are extremely powerful.
However, facing the demonic shadow above the void, they did not dare to show any resistance at all.
"Rebel, die."
At this moment, a low and cold voice suddenly echoed across the sky and the earth, and the demonic figure gently raised the magic blade in his hand and slashed down towards the billions of creatures.
"Buzz!"
The sword bloomed and turned into a ray of black light, like a world-destroying blade, cutting into pieces all the living creatures.
And wherever the black light passed, the blood mist rose, turning the sword into blood.
An extremely ferocious and resentful aura snaked out, shattering the universe and destroying the realm.
In one breath, all the vitality in this world is gone.
only!!
Just when the bloody sword intention was about to fall on the last thin child, a gentle sigh came from the void in the distance again.
Immediately afterwards, an extreme chill spread across the sky, spreading from another direction.
The coldness passed by, and the sky and the earth were frozen, as if space and time were completely frozen at this moment.
"Crack, click, click."
"Stop! If you continue like this, you will be in dire straits."
A woman in green clothes with snowy hair descended from the sky, protecting the thin figure behind her.
Just from Ling Xiao's perspective, he could only see a stunning back figure.
But even so, he still recognized this woman as the one in the soul consciousness of the demon's skull.
"This style is called Wushuang Dao Yuan."
Thousands of miles away in the void, the corner of the demonic figure's mouth suddenly raised a smile, and the bloody glow instantly penetrated the woman's figure and chopped her into pieces together with the child behind her.
Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, staring intently at the beautiful figure in green who fell on her back.
However, just as her face was about to appear, the picture stopped and began to break apart.
"Buzz."
Above the heavenly palace, the demonic cloud fell, and there was a ray of blood running through it, which was eerie and eerie.
Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly opened at this moment, and the black moon rose, filled with extreme evil.
At this time, there seemed to be some doubts on his face. The woman in green died too easily just now, and there was not a trace of blood spilled from the body that was pierced by the knife.
Is it just an afterimage?
But why, every time he saw this figure, he always felt inexplicably familiar.
Especially the long snow-white hair and the bone-chilling chill made Ling Xiao feel like she had seen him before.
Ye Qingchan? Or... Qin Wushuang?
"My lord!"
Just as Ling Xiao was silently thinking, ripples suddenly appeared in the void in the distance.
Immediately afterwards, a shadowy figure fell from the sky and bowed to him.
"Hmm? Did you find out clearly?"
Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, and his expression had already returned to calm.
"Well! My lord, the Heavenly Supreme Ancestor of the Golden Crow Divine Dynasty seems to have reached the end of his life. A hundred years ago, he proclaimed himself a cultivator and delayed his death. However, in the past ten years, he has frequently appeared in front of the world."
A smile bloomed on Dieying's face, "So my subordinates speculate that Jin Haner's search for the True Dew of Reincarnation is probably to delay the death of his ancestor."
"I see."
No wonder Jin Han'er has been hiding in the dark, probably because he is worried that the news of his ancestor's imminent demise will be exposed and the Golden Crow Divine Dynasty will be plunged into eternal disaster.
Ling Xiao's eyes were filled with thought, and he gently grasped his palm, and saw the fallen mulberry branch suddenly appeared in his hand.
With the magical power of this wood, even if there is not even one out of ten, it is still a treasure that is hard to find in the world.
Especially for a Heavenly Sovereign who is about to die and has a connection with the Golden Crow True Spirit, this piece of sacred tree is the creation of the heaven.
However, since she was born by nature, Ling Xiao would not let Jin Han'er succeed easily. She would have to suffer some hardships to make her understand what kindness is.
"Well! According to my subordinates' inquiries, these four great divine dynasties all have Heavenly Supremes sitting in charge. Although the four dynasties seem to be peaceful, they are constantly fighting secretly, because...the royal families of these four dynasties all inherit something in their hands, and they each protect it, as if...
It is a fragment of an extremely powerful and evil ancient treasure. A strong person from the immortal clan broke this treasure and sealed it in the hands of four servants. These four servants are the ancestors of the four great imperial clans today."
"Fragments of an ancient treasure? Powerful and evil?"
Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly. In his memory, these four great dynasties did protect the treasure, and they always shared the same enemy, advancing and retreating together.
Unexpectedly, this is just an appearance.
Since it is an ancient treasure, it is natural that some forces will covet it.
Although the four great divine dynasties alone have no magical foundation, the four dynasties working together can shake the supreme orthodoxy of any party.
But again, this kind of cooperation is only under the premise of invasion by foreign enemies.
After all, once one dynasty is destroyed, the remaining three dynasties will surely suffer as well.
However, people are inherently greedy. I am afraid that the royal families of these four dynasties have long forgotten their responsibilities and only want to swallow up the other three dynasties and regain the power of ancient treasures.