I Have a Mythical Tree

Ji Xia was very surprised by the low consumption of the fluorescent lamp.

This kind of consumption is lower than that of rune spells.

On that day, he couldn't help looking at the fluorescent lamp with his big day spirit eyes, but there were only many strange fluctuations interacting vertically and horizontally, and there were many magical lines.

The connection among them is very, very profound, even if Ji Xia's talents are extraordinary, and he has Zongfang Sandalwood to help him, he still has no clue.

In the end, it can only be attributed to the mystery of the Immortal God Tree.

Now that he took out the firefly lamp and let Gu Xuan light it up, everyone in the arena was even more surprised.

How can such a small lamp emit such an amazing and special light?

Lord Ji Xia, how many mysterious treasures does he have? Is he the reincarnation of a god? Have you found the treasure of your previous life?

One question after another lingered in everyone's minds, and Ji Xia's status in their hearts became more and more lofty and mysterious.

"This bright light will first be used by the newly immigrated Taicang people to build houses, and then it will be used for Lingyun Pavilion. To speed up the progress, the corpses of the heroes always need a place to shelter from the wind and rain."

"After these two things are completed, the Taicheng Mansion will be responsible for dispatching the firefly lanterns, and they can be used wherever they are needed."

Before everyone recovered from their astonishment, Ji Xia issued orders.

Borong Tower in Taicheng came out immediately, and bowed to answer.

Grandpa Jiu looked at the bright light in Gu Xuan's hand, stepped back a few steps, and knelt down slowly.

"The lord of the country has the great grace of saving his life and rebuilding in my valley, please accept the worship of the people of my valley!"

Thousands of Valley people knelt down and kowtowed to Ji Xia along with Grandpa Jiu.

Ji Xia didn't stop her, and stood with her hands behind her back.

"From today onwards, you are my Taicang people, and from now on, you are also my Taicang people!"

He spoke out calmly, and everyone responded with a bang.

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The capital of the big talisman is a talisman, and Xiuyang goes to the palace.

People in black robes walked under the night, their faces were numb and indifferent, and their bodies were filled with a strong spiritual energy, some of which were mixed with a strong smell of blood.

On the ground before them, a halfling was floating on the ground.

flowing?

That's right, it was indeed flowing. His body split into countless fine black corpses. These corpses all grew two slender arms dripping with black liquid, moving forward continuously.

Countless water droplets crowded and crawled, and from a distance, it was indeed flowing.

In addition, their bodies are covered with a thin layer of air bubbles.

These strange bubbles completely concealed their figures, auras, and voices, allowing them to move freely in the palace of cultivation.

"Master Ansi, we have wasted so much time in the Forbidden Soul Realm, I am afraid that the little thief who stole the treasure house has gone very far." A man in black said slowly.

A hoarse voice came from An Si's mouth: "It's okay, a mere kid who hasn't acquired supernatural powers, even if he has amazing combat power, as long as his position is confirmed by the statue of the god, he will not be able to escape from my palm even if he runs to the ends of the world .

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His voice was cold and terrifying: "At that time, I will refine him into corpse oil, but keep his remnant soul, torment him every day and night, and let him know that Lord Yin Lord's things are not for mortals to steal! "

When all the god priests heard the dark words of the priest, many people felt a little fear in their hearts.

Among them, some of them have seen the methods of the Dark Priest, the horror and bloody to the extreme, even if the body is dead, the pain will be retained by the Dark Priest in his remnant soul, causing him to suffer unparalleled torture!

"Master Dark Priest, we have been dormant in the big talisman for so many years, and even the prohibition of the upper palace of Xiuyang was broken by the divine power bestowed by Lord Yinjun. Isn't it a pity to abandon this pavilion of worshiping the gods now?" Another priest said. Kamito asked.

"What a pity? The most precious thing in the worship hall is the statue of the god and the treasure house. Now that the treasure house is gone, there are traitors appearing among the worshipers. We have to be on our guard, and first take the statue of the god and leave Fengfu. Find a remote small town to temporarily hibernate."

An Si walked forward very quickly, while explaining: "Besides, I always have a hunch that the power of King Fu Sheng is far beyond our guess, maybe he has already built the fourth Lingfu, and his strength is extremely powerful. There is a flaw in the pavilion and we are still staying in Fengfu, if King Fusheng finds out, we will be in danger!"

Many priests were shocked!

?? Wang Fusheng is just over 200 years old, and he has already entered the fourth Lingfu?

The Lingfu realm, as the name suggests, is where the spiritual body takes shape and turns into a vast area, in which cultivators build spiritual palaces to accommodate spiritual consciousness and spiritual energy.

The larger and more numerous the Lingfu, the stronger the power that can be mobilized by modification.

The powerhouse who has cultivated the four spiritual palaces is absolutely terrifying to the point that they can't imagine!

"My lord, the bloodline of the Talisman Clan seems to be showing signs of rising. As long as the Fusheng King survives, with his talent, he will become stronger and the Talisman Clan will also rise. Do we want to place some chips in it?"

An Si was silent for a long time when he heard a question from a god worshiper, and said: "King Fu Sheng was able to cultivate to that level under such difficult conditions, and his xinxing must be extremely extraordinary. We can't start with him."

The head of the dark priest carrying countless corpses looked very strange, his two dark eyes showed a thoughtful look: "Maybe we can start with those royal families who yearn for power and power, and make a bet!"

All the priests nodded their heads. If they can gain a hand in the power of the huge country, what they can gain must be extremely impressive!

"If Dafu wants to rise, he still needs to ask Qiling Kingdom and Baimu Kingdom, which are his neighbors. They are the rulers of this vast area. Strength, it is impossible to develop to such a terrifying situation in just three hundred years."

"But now that the big talisman has been released for a monster in the early two hundred years and has cultivated into five spiritual palaces, everything becomes unpredictable. The realm of the spiritual palace has a lifespan of a thousand years. Taiwan, there is bound to be a bloodbath in this ten-day airspace!"

"The three countries in the Xun Airspace have been suppressed for too long. Once a war breaks out, at least hundreds of millions of creatures will die. Many weak countries are not even qualified to be cannon fodder, and will perish under the aftermath of the war! Even race They will all be wiped out!"

The numb hearts of all the priests were shaken by the description of the priest.

The entire Xun airspace was swept by the flames of war, so many creatures were slaughtered, how much flesh and blood would be produced?

If so much flesh and blood can be sacrificed, the bridge between the two worlds can certainly be built, and the gods will descend to the boundless wilderness on the bridge. As god worshipers, they will be rewarded by the gods.

They will get perfect bodies and live forever!

At this moment, they even hoped that King Fu Sheng would cultivate into the secret realm of the altar sooner!

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