Rebirth of the willow tree, creating the strongest tribe in the ages

Chapter 661: The group of mourners haven’t left yet?

With the No. 1 spiritual root in the lower world successfully taking root on the old white turtle's tortoise shell, three spiritual plants of the elixir level have now taken root on the old white turtle's tortoise shell.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is so bright that it irritates the eyes.

Like three scorching suns, various laws and orders complement each other, and when viewed from a distance, there is a halo of light.

Ordinary people can't find it, and you may not see a few in an era.

But right now, the old white turtle is carrying three plants, which can be called a mobile turtle-shaped treasure house.

If someone else saw it, they would be so shocked that they would drop their jaws in shock, gnashing their teeth in shock, and then wishing to eat the old white turtle alive, eating its flesh and drinking its blood.

Looking around, the rich laws of the Great Dao reflected each other on the old white turtle's tortoise shell, almost visible to the naked eye.

The bright light splashed out and turned into veins, connected to each other, flickering on and off, seeming to hide unimaginable mysteries of the universe.

Among the three immortal medicines, the first spiritual root in the lower world is the main one, occupying a large part of the tortoise shell, and the shrouded law of the avenue is also the most powerful. The fragments of the avenue surround the first spiritual root in the lower realm, which is complicated and cumbersome. , mysterious and sacred.

"Yes, if things continue like this, Old White Turtle will probably be the most heaven-defying existence in this life!"

At that time, the group of burial kings from the Burial Domain wanted to take action against the Holy Land, but he watched the whole process.
If His Excellency had not used unimaginable means to suppress those bold thieves, the Holy Spirit might have perished in the hands of those Burial Kings.

But just the fact that he could gain a giant disciple without paying any price was enough. Jiang Huai was overjoyed.

During this time, Tuwazi was very busy, busy making preparations.

He gained a disciple who was at the supreme giant level and obtained a large amount of experience points, although the upgrade was still a long way off.

Looking away, Jiang Huai suddenly thought of something. The group of mourners were still waiting outside.

In a good mood, he waved his hand and called Tuwazi over.

There are thousands of disciples, with some of the most crucial ones.

King Realm is the strongest existence today. Often, only a few statues can be born after an era of accumulation. One statue can suppress an area, overlooking the passage of time, let alone a group. Only adults can drive away a group of buried king statues. They were chased away like a duck. If it were other forces, even those immortal Taoist sects, it would be impossible to resist.

However, he can still dominate the former, but the latter is beyond his control. It is simply a matter of adapting to changes.

On the other hand, it is to make corresponding preparations for the attack on the Immortal King Realm.

On the one hand, continue to accumulate foundation and stabilize the realm of true immortality until you can no longer improve even a little bit and truly reach the pinnacle of this realm.

Carrying the elixir on your back is the correct way for Old White Turtle to open up.

As soon as he thought about it, the sound of footsteps could be heard outside the hall, from far to near, and gradually became clearer. Tuwazi hurried over with a trace of confusion on his face, obviously not understanding why Jiang Huai suddenly summoned him.

I originally thought of letting it dry for two or three days, but I almost forgot about it in a blink of an eye.

Hearing that the group of funeral warriors had not left yet, Tuwazi looked a little surprised. He thought that the group of burial warriors had left long ago, but he did not expect that they were still evil-minded.

"Those funeral warriors? Sir, are they still here with us?"

"Go outside the territory and bring the group of buried soldiers here." Jiang Huai looked at Tuwazi coming up the bluestone steps and said with a smile.

For example, in the previous life, Sage Kong had three thousand disciples, but only seventy-two sages.

Although some time ago, people were always trying to banish the immortals, but in Jiang Huai's heart, the position and status of "old figures" such as Tuwazi, Gu Chen, Lin Zhuang, Lin Chen, etc. are naturally more important.

Jiang Huai looked at Old Bai Gui's body with some emotion.

"Why don't you just suppress all those young people, instead of inviting them in?"

Hearing this, Tuwazi couldn't help scratching his head, his expression suddenly became a little puzzled, and he couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

In Tuwazi's view, the group of burial warriors thought they were superior and wanted to attack the Holy Land. This was already a heinous act and there should be no room for maneuver.

However, his personality is quite similar to that of Old Man Lin, or it can be said that he is the "true successor" to Old Man Lin. That is, no matter how confused you are about the instructions issued by adults, you will choose to obey them unconditionally.

Just be responsible for executing it well.

As a fanatical believer of his own, Jiang Huai could naturally sense Tuwazi's thoughts at the moment.

Of course, even if there is no such relationship, you can roughly guess it just by looking at Tuwazi's face.

It's just that there is nothing easy to explain for this kind of thing, and it is not so easy to explain. It is better to act "dictatorship".

Tuwazi’s work efficiency is remarkable.

Not long after, they had arrived outside the territory.

However, after searching around, no sign of the burial man was found.

The universe is vast and silent. If it weren't for the faint light coming from the big stars, it would definitely be called an eternal night.

Tuwazi's mind turned around and he looked around again, but still didn't find anything unusual.

"It's really strange. Why is there no one? Could it be that your calculations were wrong?"

As soon as this idea came out, Tuwazi immediately slapped himself, and he was so embarrassed that he dared to think that the adults were wrong.

at this time.

There was a slight, inaudible sound of violent breathing.

Tuwazi's mind immediately moved and he sensed it carefully.

Instead of the gasping sound, it was a grunting sound. It seemed to be coming from a not-so-close place, giving it a sense of emptiness.

It can still be heard from such a long distance, so it is conceivable that the snoring can be called thunderous.

After coming back to his senses, he sensed the specific location of the snoring sound again, and Tuwazi flew away directly.

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In the distance, the stars are huge, all earthy yellow, like gold juice swaying.

There was no grass growing inside, and on the vast red land spread across the steep mountain peaks, dozens of huge bodies stretched across the ground like lying on their backs, each one sound asleep.

Not practicing, just simply resting.

A group of kings, who would not feel the slightest fatigue even if they had not eaten, drank or slept for countless years, were now stacked in a small place like mountains of flesh.

Tuwazi suddenly felt it, looking at a group of buried kings who were sleeping soundly and sweetly, he couldn't help but frown.

However, my lord has once explained to everyone the Burial Domain and the laws, systems, etc. of the Burial Warriors. Although it is not too detailed, it can give you a general understanding of that strange race.

So Tuwazi didn't feel too surprised.

Now that they are kings, it doesn't matter if this group of buried kings doesn't rest, but because of the particularity of the buried warrior system, they can't help but do so.

“Rumble…”

But just when Tuwazi landed on the rock surface inside the earth-yellow star, a violent vibration suddenly sounded on the ground, and then, as if an earth dragon was rolling, the giant peak collapsed, the earth was cracked, and dust billowed up. .

"Who is he? He dares to stop here?"

Among the loud rumblings, there was a dull and rough sound, just like a Kui ox treading the ground.

(End of this chapter)