Reborn Willow God, Great Antiquity Signed for Thousands of Years

"God tree?"

Patriarch Minghe laughed loudly, "That's right, after sharing half of the merits of creating human beings, it can indeed be regarded as a sacred tree."

While talking, Nvwa and the others only felt a blur in front of their eyes, and when they looked back, they found that the ancestor of Minghe had already arrived under the big willow tree.

"Nuwa's disciple?"

Patriarch Minghe glanced at Liu Bai who was sitting cross-legged under the big willow tree, frowned slightly and said to himself, "I can't sense any energy, did Nuwa set up a restriction?"

The girl scolded angrily: "Don't be rude! That's the envoy of the Mother Goddess!"

Patriarch Minghe ignored it and looked at the big willow tree on his own.

"Although it is an ordinary product, it has a long history, and now it has obtained half-made merits. If it succeeds in refining De Lingbao, it must be no worse than Yuantu and Abi, right?"

Both Yuantu and Abi are the companion spiritual treasures of the ancestor Minghe, they were born together with him from the Nether Blood Sea, and they are among the top-grade innate spiritual treasures. Killing people is not related to karma, but to killing people. Treasure!

Patriarch Styx studied the way of killing intensively.

This Dao was formed during the Long Han Calamity in the ancient times, but for countless years, the Patriarch Minghe retreated and enlightened Dao in the Nether Blood Sea, but he couldn't make any progress.

Nuwa's certification of the Dao of Good Fortune made him feel a little shaken, so he left the Nether Blood Sea and came to Buzhou Mountain to watch Nuwa's testimony.

It's just that he came a step late. Nu Wa succeeded in proving the Dao, and has already gone to open up a dojo in the chaos outside the sky.

Patriarch Minghe secretly said that it was a pity, and wanted to go to the chaos to listen to the lecture, but happened to find that half of the merits from heaven were divided by the big willow tree.

Ancestor Minghe had seen the cloud of meritorious deeds in ancient times, and he knew it had infinite uses, so he immediately came up with the idea of ​​refining the big willow tree into a spiritual treasure of meritorious deeds.

Hearing Patriarch Styx talking to himself, Nvwa and the others suddenly became angry.

In their eyes, the big willow tree is a sacred tree, how can someone use it to refine it into a spiritual treasure?

"Don't even think about touching the sacred tree of our clan!"

Hundreds of thousands of people shouted in unison, the sound shook the sky, and under the leadership of Nvwa, they all attacked the ancestor Minghe.

It's just that they don't have Taoist supernatural powers, and they only release their own mana based on instinct, and go towards the suppression of Patriarch Styx.

If so, one hundred thousand profound immortals fought together, including more than a hundred heavenly immortals, and the scene created was also extremely spectacular.

But seeing the wind and clouds surging, the sky suddenly darkened, and the vitality of the heavens and the earth surged wildly and turned into a giant mana vortex, tearing towards Patriarch Styx.

"Hmph, mere ants, don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth!"

Patriarch Minghe sneered, and between his eyes opened and closed, two bloody lights shot out.

In an instant, the wind stopped and the clouds fell, and everything returned to calm.

The [-] people in the deep valley froze in place, feeling their blood stagnated, their three souls and seven souls felt as if they were in a cold cave, and under the pull of energy, they couldn't even move a single finger.

Old Ancestor Minghe laughed and said, "I pity you, but you were created by Saint Nuwa, so I waited for your life. But I want to figure out the way of good fortune, so I will take some of you back to Nether Blood Sea to study carefully."

"Hugh... think!"

Among the [-] people, the girl rebuked angrily with difficulty: "You... dare... to hurt... my family, after the return of the Mother God... will definitely... send down boundless anger!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Ancestor Minghe laughed and said: "You are just tools for Saint Nuwa to prove her way. How could she care about your life and death? As long as you don't kill all of you and embarrass the saint, the lives of mere ants are worthless." Does anyone care?"

As soon as the words fell, a leisurely and peaceful voice sounded beside him.

"If they are ants, then fellow Daoist Styx, are you not an ant?"

Patriarch Minghe's heart was shaken, he raised his eyes and looked around, the Yuanshen wandered for more than [-] li in an instant, but found nothing.

"Who's talking?"

Liu Bai opened his eyes, wisps of virtuous energy uncontrollably condensed on his head as a cloud of success and virtue, glowing with seven-colored rays of light, accompanied by thousands of auspicious colors.

"Fellow Daoist Minghe, I am in front of you."

"It's you?!"

Patriarch Minghe stared at Liu Bai who was sitting cross-legged under the willow tree, and blurted out: "You have also received the merit of creating human beings? Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am."

Liu Bai smiled and said: "You just need to know that with me here, you can't do anything here."

"is it?"

Patriarch Minghe narrowed his eyes, Yuantu and Abi emerged from behind him, pointing at Liu Bai from afar.

He sneered and said, "I want to take this willow tree away, and I want to take half of the [-] people... As for you, just stay here with your life. Kill!"

"Om-"

Yuantu and Abi shook together, emitting blood energy all over the sky, containing the souls and blood of countless ancient ferocious beasts, slapping towards Liu Bai like a tide.

Liu Bai still had a smile on his face, and he didn't see how he moved. The blood that was all over the sky turned back, and swept towards Patriarch Minghe instead.

Patriarch Styx was slightly moved, this is something he has never done since he founded Killing Dao.

Could it be that the Nuwa sage put some restrictions here before leaving?

This thought flashed in Patriarch Styx's mind, and he drank coldly again: