I Have a Mythical Tree

The Dikong Star Palace hangs high in the sky, hidden in the void, and constantly casts starlight that contains the power of rules.

These starlights sprinkled all over the vast land of Hundred Regions, even the extremely narrow Zhujiang Plain, all fell into Yang Ren's sight because of these starlights.

Yang Ren is a god-man summoned from the sacred tree, his loyalty to Ji Xia is unquestionable, even if Ji Xia wants him to die for the country, Yang Ren will not refuse.

Therefore, Ji Xia is very relieved that such an important treasure as Dikong Star is controlled by Yang Ren.

The surviving strongmen of Liuyan Shangyue have already taken root in the earth star.

In the near future, Ji Xia also plans to relocate a small part of the Taicang population to the Dikong planet.

After all, although Dikong Star is not a huge star, it has an area of ​​tens of thousands of square meters. Even if useless areas such as oceans and rivers are taken out, there are still two to three thousand square meters of land that can be used.

It is not a problem to carry hundreds of millions of people.

"Unfortunately, the Dikong star is still too small, otherwise the entire sky can be moved to the Dikong star, and it will probably be able to maintain peace for a long time."

Ji Xia stood in front of a huge mountain in the Yeming Secret Realm, her eyes fell on many casting spirit masters, but her thoughts had already flown far away.

The current Taicang population is still growing rapidly.

The reason is that the number of supernatural powers among the people of Taicang is still too rare. When ordinary creatures live in peace and prosperity, and the material resources are sufficient, the population growth rate is actually very impressive.

In just over twenty years, the population of Tai Cang has increased by 50 million.

"It's no wonder that in a powerful dynasty, the number of living beings can reach a terrifying tens of billions, hundreds of billions.

In the boundless wilderness, time is long, but Guozuo, who has a firm foothold and is not weak, often lasts for a very long time. For example, the Juesheng Empire may have lasted for at least 10,000 years, and may even have lasted for tens of thousands of years. "

Thinking of this, Ji Xia couldn't help but think of the two kingdoms of Dading and Daxi.

In the long history of the boundless wild, these two countries can only be regarded as short-lived dynasties of the human race.

Even the god Heitian once told Ji Xia,

The time for them to maintain Shenting Guozuo is very short.

The big tripod is less than nine thousand years old, and the big breath is worth six thousand years.

It sounds like the history of Dading and Daxi is not even as long as that of the Juesheng Empire.

It is worth noting that the Great Ding Shenting Guozuo was short-lived, only 8,900 years old.

But how many years did the big tripod last before it became a god?

Dynasty, imperial dynasty, imperial dynasty, until the achievement of the gods, the great tripod kingdom has gone through tens of thousands of years of leisurely time.

Maybe 30,000 to 50,000 years, or maybe 300,000 to 500,000 years.

"After an unfathomably long time, the Dingding and Daxi have become the dust of history one after another, and there is no trace of them.

There are still gods and men in Daxi, and there are clues to follow, but the kingdom of Dading has completely disappeared. "

When Ji Xia's mind was racing.

Many Taicang Forging Spirit Masters surrounding that Shangyue began to use their supernatural powers.

There are more than 300 casting lingers, who are constantly operating their supernatural powers, and with the extremely precise fire, combined with 361 kinds of smelting methods, this mountain began to be continuously condensed by the divine fire, and black residues continued to fall.

Lu An stood by Ji Xia's side and did not participate in the alchemy.

"What are these Tiangong mansion caster spirit masters doing?"

Ji Xia came back to his senses, stroked his chin and asked about the Lu case.

Between the heaven and the earth, one after another caster's magical powers are constantly spewing out. The scorching hot divine fire powers spit out tongues of fire wantonly, burning that seemingly ordinary mountain red.

Lu An swung his sleeves and saluted.

His face was flushed red, and there was still joy in his eyes.

"My lord, this mountain comes from the Beigong monster tribe in the Zhaolan region, and it is a treasure found in the vast Beigong sea."

Lu An introduced: "It was sent by Beiluo, the saintess of the Beigong Monster Race. It is said that there is a certain kind of mountain spirit in the center of the mountain, which stirs up the Beigong Sea and makes it boil."

Ji Xia nodded slightly.

The Saintess of the Beigong Monster Clan is actually not a complete stranger.

When Tai Cang killed the Allied Forces led by King Yun Qi, and in Guanghai City in the Zhaolan Region where the war was triggered, Ji Xia had seen this monster saint.

Thinking about it carefully, if Tai Cang hadn't come out of the sky, the Saintess of Beigong would have been executed by King Zhaolan in Guanghai City.

Other than that, the Beigong Monster Clan has no connection with Tai Cang.

"After so many years, the Zhaolan Domain has not been destroyed by the Kingdom of Death... The Beigong Monster Clan has also survived."

Ji Xia nodded slowly, and then looked at the more than 300 casting spirit masters.

They are constantly gushing divine fire to smelt this treasure mountain.

"Why don't you find someone to split this mountain? Take out the mountain spirit? It takes a lot of effort to refine it like this."

Jing Ye beside Ji Xia was also very puzzled.

Taicang already has a weak mountain spirit, which comes from Juhe Mountain within the territory of Taicang.

Later, Juhe Mountain was split open by Bai Qi, and the Juhe Mountain essence was taken out.

When Lu An saw the mountain spirit, he felt that the mountain spirit was weak and not very precious.

So Ji Xia came up with a whim, buried the mountain spirit again in the mountain, and leveled Juhe Mountain to build a giant city.

This city is the Juhe Mountain City among the twenty-four cities of Tai Cang.

The people in the mountain city, because of the mountain spirit buried under the mountain city, have accumulated a little bit of talent over time, and the speed of spiritual cultivation is faster than other cities.

"Mountain spirits live on the mountain, if you split the mountain arbitrarily, it is not worthwhile to take out the mountain spirit.

When Juhe Mountain Spirit was born, Tiangong Mansion didn't have the method to smelt mountain spirits, and there weren't so many casting spirit masters, so the general split Juhe Mountain open. "

At this point in the case of Lu, the joy in his eyebrows grew stronger.

"It's different now. Since the king bestowed the Heavenly Fire Secret Axis half a year ago, the smelting method recorded in it can completely refine the essence of the entire mountain into the mountain essence, making this mountain essence of Beigong even more precious."

Jing Ye suddenly realized.

Half a year ago, Ji Xia visited the Tiangong sub-mansions in various cities. While affirming the Taicang Tiangong mansion, he also bestowed a treasure.

Jing Ye still clearly remembered when the secret scroll was suspended in the void, shining light.

The master of Lu'an Palace and all the mysterious casting tool spirit masters in Tiangong Palace seemed to be crazy, their eyes were full of greed and hopeful light.

At that time, Jing Ye lamented that those who are close to the Tao must be those who love the Tao.

Ji Xia glanced at Case Lu.

This old boy, it has been more than half a year since the Shenhuo Zong Tianhuo Secret Axis fell into his hands, and there is still green light and joy in his eyes, which shows how much Lu An attaches great importance to the Tianhuo Secret Axis.

The Heavenly Fire Secret Axis of the Shenhuo Sect comes from the sacred tree, which is the precious sacred object that Ji Xia exchanged from the second secret collection last time.

Worth eighteen god-seeds!

This number can clearly and intuitively reflect the preciousness of this fetish.

"Three thousand and six hundred kinds of smelting methods are recorded in the Tianhuo Secret Axis, and the complementary relationship between various smelting methods is explained in detail.

There are also 3,600 kinds of heavenly divine fire great supernatural powers, Xuanjin divine fire mystic arts, and even several peerless divine fires, which have reached the level of Xuansheng.

Moreover, those smelting methods and divine fire supernatural powers also contain countless casting enlightenments. My Taicang Tiangong Mansion and Tianji Mansion have obtained the Tianhuo Secret Axis, and the development of the casting level will definitely make great progress soon. Heaven The number of casting masters in Gongfu will also increase greatly. "

Lu An opened his mouth excitedly, rambling a lot.

Ji Xia coughed helplessly, and asked aloud: "Then how effective is this Beigong mountain spirit? Compared with Juhe mountain spirit, it should be stronger?"

Lu An nodded heavily, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, this mountain that contains the mountain essence of Beigong was produced in the eyes of Beigonghai. In the endless years, I don't know how much essence of heaven and earth it has absorbed. After the mountain essence is smelted , can even be used to create a mysterious ember spirit weapon...

If in the hands of a true black ember casting spiritual master, supplemented with other precious and various spiritual materials and spiritual gold, it may be possible to produce a mysterious imperial artifact... that is, the legendary imperial weapon! "

Ji Xia was slightly taken aback.

Divine Ability Tool, Upward Profound Tool, Celestial Spirit Tool, Mysterious Ember Spirit Tool, Mysterious Holy Spirit Tool...

Among them, the Xuanjin Spirit Artifact is further divided into the Xuanjin Spirit Artifact and the Xuanjin Emperor Artifact.

Among them, the Xuanjin Emperor Artifact is the Emperor Xuanbing, which is well-known in the boundless wilderness.

The power is unparalleled, capable of smashing thousands of miles of land.

Not every imperial country has imperial soldiers, and every imperial country with imperial soldiers is an extremely powerful existence.

In an ordinary dynasty, it is not easy to have a Xuanjin spiritual weapon.

"Thinking about it this way, the Juesheng Dynasty should also have imperial artifacts, after all, among the many dynasties, Juesheng is definitely in the first echelon.

Perhaps, Juesheng only needs to meet some conditions before he can be enshrined by the rules of heaven and earth, become an imperial dynasty, and become the fourth imperial dynasty around Zhujiang Plain. "

Ji Xia speculates in his heart about the mighty strength of the Juesheng Dynasty.

In his hand, there is also a Xuanjin spiritual weapon from Juesheng.

It is the precious umbrella that once lived in the five ancestors of the Supreme God.

The first group of Juesheng Shenyuan powerhouses who died in the hands of the Taicang powerhouses used this treasure umbrella to avoid the killing of the Fuliang State of Death and keep Liuyan Shangyue safe and sound.

Unfortunately, this treasure umbrella is very mysterious, and Ji Xia has no way of finding out how to use the Xuanjin treasure umbrella.

Sending in Lingyuan doesn't help either.

In desperation, he could only use many restrictions to seal the precious umbrella, and then suppressed the precious umbrella in his emperor Huang Zeng's altar.

He wanted to wait until the Tracing the Origin Spirit Altar was promoted in the Xuanjie Jade Gourd before investigating.

"Since this mountain spirit is so precious, then I, Tai Cang, should reward them."

Ji Xia said casually: "Tomorrow's court meeting, order the Foreign Policy Department to summon the Beigong saint and the Beigong envoys."

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Land of Hundred Territories, Western Far Region.

This place of heaven and earth has been completely withered, and countless obscurities and fierce auras permeate the empty space of heaven and earth, covering the heaven and earth of the Western Far Region in a hazy haze.

"The barren land was harvested by the catastrophe, and countless souls died. It is a good time for us to practice trick weapons."

On a huge flying spirit weapon with the head of a long-horned sheep, ten strong goats stood calmly.

The leader is a black-haired, sharp-eyed Shenyuan.

"The leader of the black border clan, this area seems barren, but in fact it is just because it has not been nourished by spiritual energy for a long time, and it is gradually withering. Now the three mountains do not exist, and the spiritual energy is pouring into the barren area. I believe it will not be a few hundred years. There will be a lot of geniuses and treasures born here, why don't we occupy seven or eight realms for the time being, maybe there will be a lot of gains."

Another white wool, Shenyuan strong man stood up and spoke.

His voice is obviously younger than that of Heijiang.

Heijiang said: "The head of the Baijiang clan has a good idea, but there are many imperial kingdoms in Zhujiang Plain that are more powerful than me. Looking at this place, I can feel that once the mysterious shadow kingdom does not exist, there must be many imperial kingdoms." Come to fight for the Barren Hundred Territories...

I'm a fierce sheep, I'm afraid I won't be able to compete with them. "

Heijiang and Baijiang are the clan names of the two fierce sheep clans, and the leaders of the two clans are both Shenyuan cultivators.

Bai Jiang seemed to be thinking, and nodded his head.

The eight altar powerhouses behind them also suddenly realized.

They looked left and right towards the Western Far Region.

"Using these wraith spirits to sacrifice, although the effect is extremely poor, but the number is huge, and if it accumulates over time, there will always be a day when the sacrifice can be completed."

"That's right, we used all the weak races in the country, such as the human race, the rabbit ears, the weak dogs, and the Chang'ao, as sacrifices, and even the creatures in the surrounding small countries were killed by us, but we still couldn't fill that animal. Treacherous altar..."

"It's a pity that the creatures of the Hundred Regions cannot be killed randomly. Otherwise, so many weak creatures will come to seek revenge from a country that is not yet powerful, and it should be enough to revive the treacherous altar."

...

These altars are the nobles of the Fierce Sheep Clan. Their status is extraordinary, and each of them rules a vast territory and commands hundreds of millions of living beings.

Among the eight altars, there is a black-haired altar of fierce sheep, but he is always silent.

"Hei Chu, why have you become more and more reticent recently? My emperor just confiscated a piece of land, so there is no need to be so depressed."

There is a vicious sheep altar to persuade Hei Chu, who has always been silent and has a low head.

Hei Chu ignored him.

At this time, Hei Jiang and Bai Jiang looked at each other, and the sheep's head spiritual weapon under their feet was suspended in the void.

They bit their tongues devoutly together.

Two drops of blood on the tip of the tongue, suspended in the void, suddenly turned into a blood mist.

The blood mist melted, revealing a black jar.

The black altar seems unremarkable, very ordinary, just like a clay altar made by a farmer.

However, these fierce sheep and strong men seem to have seen some noble existence high above.

They all showed fanatical piety, knelt down towards the black altar and saluted.

Even the strange Hei Chu is the same, also kneeling on the sheep head spirit body.

The two Shenyuan, Heijiang and Baijiang, spurted blood again.

The black altar absorbed the blood essence, and suddenly filled with an endless dark atmosphere.

"Strange Altar... We will sacrifice these wandering dead souls, demon spirits, evil spirits, and resentful spirits to you..."

Heijiang's deep voice came.

At the same time, the ten vicious sheep and strongmen present all shot together, and amidst the surge of supernatural powers, all the wraiths were suppressed, arrested, and then stuffed into the treacherous altar.

And in that treacherous altar, there were sharp fangs and scarlet tongues, which bound those wraiths with their tongues, and then used their fangs to tear and devour them!

The sound of panting, biting, and swallowing saliva was heard continuously.

Terrifying!

The eyes of the fierce sheep and strong men all stayed on the treacherous altar in the void, their eyes showed a frightening blur, watching the treacherous altar devour the evil spirits.

Instantly.

That vicious sheep altar named Hei Chu suddenly made a move!

A divine altar protruded horizontally from behind him, and the surging spiritual energy was spinning rapidly.

"Eight ways to cut!"

Eight beams of brilliant sword light burst out, shot out among many other fierce sheep powerhouses, and fiercely slashed at Shenyuan powerhouse Bai Jiang.

At this moment, Hei Chu had unforgettable hatred in his eyes, and even blood and tears flowed from his eyes, which made his expression extremely ferocious.

At the moment when the altar was running.

His appearance has also changed.

From the black-haired fierce goats, it became an old monk in the shape of a god.

"boom!"

A loud bang exploded, Bafang Shengshang's supernatural power squeezed the air, and brought out a bright knife light, which landed on Baijiang's neck.

Hei Chu's eyes were fixed, and his expression was extremely nervous.

"Destroy my Ren'an country, and sacrifice my blood to the people of Ren'an... I can't kill the fierce sheep, I have to suppress and kill Baijiang!"

Murderous intent surged all over the body of the old human race, while his body moved sideways, he raised his right foot and stomped hard.

Immediately, a big foot of Lingyuan appeared in the sky, as if it wanted to level the mountain under the void!

Seeing that he was about to be killed by Bafangsheng and Lingyuan Dajiao, the fierce Yang Shenyuan, whose eyes were blurred, suddenly woke up.

In an instant, Bai Jiang transformed into a gigantic sheep full of fangs and sharp horns.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he swallowed Bafang Shengzhan and Lingyuan Dajiao as soon as he opened his mouth.

Seeing this, the old man of the human race had the will to die in his eyes. His spirit energy gathered around his body, and he had a spear in his hand. The spirit energy burst out under his feet, and the wraith spirits around him were emptied during the shock.

Holding a spear in his hand, he flew towards Baijiang.

"It turned out to be the remnants of Ren An."

Bai Jiang's voice was young and very calm.

It was as if being assassinated did not arouse his anger.

"Ren Ango's 7.8 million people demand their lives from the fierce sheep and Baijiang clan!"

The old man of the human race became older, the white hair on his head fell into the void, and his skin became more and more slack.

A large amount of his energy was being lost, replaced by a more vigorous force...

The old man of the human race suddenly remembered many scenes in Ren An's small country.

All ethnic groups in Ren'an live in harmony, hunting, planting, and celebrating together. The elderly, young, teenagers, and children enjoy themselves in harmony.

In a blink of an eye, those warm scenes were filled with bloody blood, with stumps, severed heads and corpses everywhere.

And all of this was given by the Fierce Sheep Baijiang Clan.

The old people of the human race will never forget the scene when Ren An destroyed the country.

"I exchanged my lifespan for Yinlong's peak cultivation... as long as I can kill Bai Jiang... that's enough."

He was raving in his heart, the spear in his hand contained a mighty power that could pierce through everything, and the extremely long distance passed by in an instant.

The spear stabbed fiercely at Bai Jiang's Qianzhang real body!

The next moment.

The aura of the old man of the human race seemed to have bumped into some terrifying existence, stopped abruptly, and dissipated instantly.

Bai Jiang stood motionless among the clouds.

The human elder stared wide-eyed and turned around with difficulty.

Hei Jiang, the strong man of Shenyuan, is holding a bone knife, and the knife is still exuding an amazing aura.

The arm of the old man of the human race was broken and fell...

"Seventh Prince Ren An, long time no see."

Bai Jiang's gaze was high and high, and it fell on Prince Ren An.

The vast spirit, the wind and the clouds, trembles the void.

There was only indifference in his eyes.

"Your strength has become stronger...but you are still so stupid, wanting to hit a stone with a pebble. This is probably the reason why weak races are weak."

Bai Jiang's real body dissipated, and the goat's body stepped out of the mist, staring at the human elder.

"It's like those extremely weak soldiers of Ren'an, knowing that they are extremely weak, but still trying to move forward. They would rather be killed or swallowed than take a step back."

"It's like those Ren'an royal families, knowing that begging is useless, but still begging me hard, let me keep a trace of blood from all the Ren'an clans."

"There are also those ordinary people of various ethnic groups in Ren'an, each of whom is an extremely weak ant, but they still have to take out their hoes at home to attack me."

"I just blew one breath, and they have completely disappeared, even the bones, flesh and blood have turned into mist and dispersed."

...

Listening to Bai Jiang's calm words, the old human race's body trembled and his face withered.

His body continues to age, and his mood is full of despair, as if he saw the scene of Yimu wood in Baijiang's discourse.

Bai Jiang looked down at the human elder who was kneeling on one knee, and shook his head slightly: "The humble race is the humble race, and even the thinking is so incomprehensible...willing to give up a strong and energetic body, willing to give up life, give up It is extremely ridiculous that life uses some kind of taboo technique just to avenge those humble lives that died."

When he said this, he suddenly shook his head, and a smile appeared on the sheep's face: "Today, I seem to have talked too much. Such a humble life is not worthy..."

His words did not fall.

Suddenly there was a sky-shattering scream in the distance.

Then in an instant, the body of a three-headed giant wolf with more than a thousand feet stood between the sky and the earth.

The six eyes of the three hunting twilight wolves stared at these strong men of the fierce sheep empire, and there were bloodthirsty colors in their eyes.

Bai Jiang, Hei Jiang, and the other seven altar powerhouses all showed shock.

"This strange beast... is a three-headed twilight wolf!"

"Shenyuan monster wolf! Why does such a monster survive in the Barren Hundred Territories!"

Everyone's consciousness collided.

Behind Bai Jiang and Hei Jiang, there are phantoms of the real body of a ferocious sheep, standing in the air, with great momentum.

The Seventh Prince of Ren'an still had a gloomy look in his eyes. He looked up at the Twilight Hunting Wolf in the void, feeling ashamed.

"There are such powerful creatures in the world, but my human race..."

He hadn't lost his thoughts when a jade slip came flying in the void. The jade slip opened, and spiritual paths suddenly flew out from it, and in an instant, an extremely mysterious spiritual prohibition was formed to seal the void.

In the distance, another cloud of black mist floated over, covering the periphery of the spirit restriction, covering everything completely.

The world seems to have become a dark area.

Bai Jiang and Hei Jiang were finally moved.

Because they clearly saw that the sky and the earth seemed to have become an ocean.

There is a ferocious black shark in the ocean, with a cold light shining on the fangs like peaks in its mouth.

"There is another existence in the realm of Shenyuan, and this strong Shenyuan seems to be... an extremely strange life."

The aged Hei Jiang looked at Bai Jiang with deep fear in his eyes.

"The fluctuations of spiritual energy emanating from their bodies are as vast as the ocean... I'm afraid we are not opponents."

Bai Jiang's expression was also a bit gloomy, and the spiritual energy in the surrounding void fluctuated wildly, condensing into two horns, floating beside him.

"Could it be other imperial powers that have stepped into the hundred domains?"

Bai Jiang was wondering.

The Seventh Prince Ren An not far away from him suddenly disappeared.

All the altars didn't realize it.

The mist is lingering, and the evil spirit is awe-inspiring.

The aged figure of the Seventh Prince Ren An appeared in the distance.

Beside him, a child in red with a slanted mouth and slanted eyes was carrying a knife on his shoulder, and his eyes gleamed dangerously.

The Seventh Prince Ren An's eyes were stunned.

A figure appeared in the void, and another figure came from a distance.

His mood began to surge.

Because he was around these strong men, he could clearly perceive the breath of human blood.

Baijiang, Heijiang and the crowd of fierce sheep altars showed surprise in their eyes.

"Two powerful gods, so many gods, and three of them are far away, especially the child in red, who is powerful and extraordinary."

Shenyuan roared behind Baijiang, and great supernatural powers were brewing.

"Who are you? Why are you blocking the way?"

Among the many altars, a strong man with a bronze grimace took a step forward.

"In the early days of Taicang, there was an order from the king to arrest all the powerful members of the fierce goat clan...No one can disobey the order of the king."

"Everyone, please catch him without a fight, otherwise, you will die."

The ghost master's tone was cold.

Baijiang, the Fierce Sheep Country, was stunned, and he couldn't help asking: "Tai Cang? What kind of country is this?"

The ghost master lowered his head and glanced at the Seventh Prince Ren An, whose face was filled with hope.

He said softly: "Tai Cang is the kingdom of the human race in the Hundred Regions, and I invite you all to become prisoners, and follow me to meet the King of Taichu!"

"Tai Cang Wang Ting will settle the crimes of the vicious sheep!"

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