Chapter five hundred and forty second turning point
Fuso wood, two trees intertwined, with crystal leaves like vines, wrapped around the trunk, layer after layer.
She has no branches!
As the sacred tree of the demon civilization, this sacred tree was born from the sun star together with Emperor Jun and Taiyi.
Therefore, she has two different trunks.
Apart from this, there are no tillers.
The leaves are like annual rings, layer after layer, wrapped around the trunk of this majestic sacred tree.
Once upon a time, the leaves of the sacred tree were so dense that they could cover the sky and the sun.
Once upon a time, the shade of the sacred tree protected hundreds of millions of monsters in the Tang Valley, shining in all directions.
Almost all new monster clans will automatically gather in Yugu.
The Demon Emperor’s Ten Sons are no exception!
But, the holy tree never bloomed!
Even in the era when the demon clan's luck was at its peak, this sacred tree did not bloom.
Now, she is blooming!
In this era when the fate of the demon race is fading, like a candle in the wind, the holy tree has blossomed!
When Nuwa walked under the hibiscus tree, she saw dozens of withered yellow leaves falling from the sacred tree.
The saint's Taoist heart couldn't help but tremble!
Since the Emperor Hui Yuan, the hibiscus tree has never withered so many leaves at once!
She raised her head, with golden light flowing in her beautiful eyes.
On the holy tree above the head, a small flower bud grew between the two trunks of the hibiscus tree.
The saint could not help but reach out and touch the two trunks of the hibiscus tree.
When her hands touched the two trunks of the Fusang tree, Saint Nuwa was surprised to find that within the trunks of this demonic sacred tree, there was an unprecedented power that was gradually surging upwards.
The Holy Tree itself mobilized almost all of her remaining vitality to cooperate with this power.
For this reason, the Holy Tree took the initiative to wither dozens of leaves that it had finally accumulated.
It even sucked up the countless heavenly gold and silver that could have been needed to maintain this holy tree for a single union.
She is... making a desperate move!
For this reason, he even risked all his remaining vitality and hope.
But the traces of the collision of cause and effect echoed in the heart of the saint, letting her know that everything she perceived was right.
Fusomu is gambling!
She staked everything, gave it all, and left no room for retreat!
The saint turned his beautiful eyes and opened his Dharma Eyes. Under the ethereal fairy skirt, a huge snake tail quietly popped out.
In the phoenix eyes, countless brilliance gathered.
Everything in front of you turned into nothingness in an instant!
The hibiscus tree does not exist, the Taisu sky does not exist, and the sun, moon and stars do not exist.
The only thing that exists is the birth and death of yin and yang, the replacement of the five elements, and the collision of cause and effect.
This is something only a saint can do.
Saints who have mastered Hunyuan and attained the level of "One" can directly "see" the true reality.
Those things that are hidden beneath things.
Those that form the essence of the sun, moon, stars, and all living things.
After the creation of the world, things in the Three Realms were constantly being shaped.
These things are usually invisible, unheard, ungraspable and untouchable.
Only saints can see, hear, catch and touch.
Laojun calls them "Xi, Yi, Wei".
They are real, yet illusory.
It exists and does not exist, and is ever-changing. It exists in everything and constitutes everything in the world.
At this moment, Saint Nuwa directly saw the ‘truth’.
So, in 'truth', the saint got the answer.
world!
The fate of the demon clan is undergoing drastic changes in the human world!
The collision of cause and effect indicates that a brand new possibility is emerging.
Vaguely, the saint saw a holy tree with his Dharma eyes.
Countless branches hang down, and the light shines in all directions.
The virtue of education nourishes all things!
In the light and shadow, the figure of the demon clan is looming.
And that sacred tree smells like hibiscus wood!
"Oh!" The saint let go of his hand.
The snake tail under the fairy skirt disappeared without a trace, and the brilliance in the beautiful eyes returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.
However, the saint's Taoist heart has already made a decision!
A completely different decision than before!
"Qingluan!" The figure of Saint Nuwa appeared outside the Snail Palace.
Qingluan, who was talking to Huofeng, quickly stepped forward: "What are your orders?"
"You go to Biyou Palace!" Sage Nuwa said: "Give this thing to Sage Jiejiao!"
Saying that, Saint Nuwa handed something to Qingluan.
Qingluan received it in his hand and was shocked all over.
It was a treasure that was wrapped with countless auras and flowed with an aura that made Qingluan's heart beat with fear.
The light is divided into five colors, with thousands of auspicious reflections, and there are numerous flags and black and white colors passing between it. Countless ancient demonic texts shine brightly in it!
This is……
The treasure of the demon clan!
Order the demon clan in the world, no one dares to disobey the demon-calling banner!
It is also proof of the identity of the co-owner of the demon clan!
Qingluan's lips trembled: "Empress..."
"Go!" Sage Nuwa waved her hand and said, "I have made up my mind!"
The hibiscus wood has suppressed everything.
Saints can only follow!
Because, once the Fuso Wood fails, the fate of the demon clan has been determined!
Therefore, Saint Nuwa could only follow the bet.
Not only do you have to follow the bet, you have to step up your efforts!
This one is a bet on the future!
Qingluan took a deep breath, not daring to disobey the saint's decree, and bowed his head: "No!"
He solemnly took over the demon-beckoning flag and kowtowed heavily.
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The deepest part of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
In front of the six-way roulette wheel, the headless wizard stood quietly.
The blood on the giant ax in his hand has not completely dried.
However, the great witch's body was completely different from the past.
The vitality is slowly fading away from the proud body of the great witch.
A hint of black death finally appeared on the skin.
Although it is subtle and undetectable, if it appears, it appears.
It's like going from zero to one.
Once something starts, it is difficult to reverse.
Even the true form of the ancestral witch cannot change the decay of the physical body.
"Mercy! Mercy!" The true spirit of Empress Houtu looked at the mortal body of this descendant whose soul had long since dispersed, and even her true spirit had been shattered, and couldn't help but rejoice: "You finally have the day of liberation!"
The Wu clan is not afraid of death.
Because death is just rebirth.
After the death of every Wu clan member, their physical bodies will become part of the mountains, rivers and earth just like Pangu.
The difference is that the average shaman will turn into loess or rocks at most.
But the great witches and ancestral witches may become high mountains, rolling mountains, or thousands of miles of plains.
To the Wu Clan, what is truly terrifying is death without stiffness.
Let resentment and anger control you.
Just like the great witch standing before these six realms of reincarnation.
His body is alive, but every Witch Clan can only feel sad after seeing it!
This kind of pain, like a curse and a plague, will spread throughout the Witch Clan.
Therefore, the great witch Xingtian is dead but not dead.
Although it protects the entire six realms of reincarnation, it frightens all foreign enemies.
It even produces essence and blood to provide the witch clan with multiplication and reproduction.
However, for the Wu tribe, this is a disease and is abnormal.
The abnormal witch clan cannot reproduce normally.
The physical body of Xingtian Great Witch has finally begun to return to normal.
This means that the 'disease' is ending.
"Why is this so?" Queen Houtu thought.
It is a pity that the shaman clan does not know the art of causal calculation, let alone the practice of Taoism and magic.
Even Empress Houtu had no idea what was happening!
But she understood that the fate of the Wu clan had reached a crossroads.
