"That's our sacred tree!"

The girl's expression trembled, and hundreds of thousands of humans behind her surrounded her and stood in front of the ancestor of the Styx.

"What are you going to do to our sacred tree?"

"Divine Tree?"

The ancestor of the Styx laughed, "That's right, after half of the merits of creating humans, it can be considered a sacred tree."

While talking, Nuwa and others felt a flash of sight. When they looked back, they found that the ancestor of the Styx had already reached under the big willow tree.

"A disciple of Nuwa?"

The ancestor of the Styx looked at Liu Bai, who was sitting cross-legged under the big willow tree, frowned slightly and said to himself: "I can't sense any aura. Has Nuwa taken action to set a ban?"

The girl scolded angrily: "Don't be rude! That is the envoy under the Mother Goddess' seat!"

The ancestor of the Styx ignored it and looked at the big willow tree on his own.

"Although it is an ordinary class, it is better than it has been over the years, and now it has achieved half of the merits of creating humans. If the De Ling Treasure is successfully refined, it must not be worse than Yuan Tu and Abi, right?"

Yuantu and Abi are all spiritual treasures of the ancestor of the Styx. They were born from the Netherworld Blood Sea with him and ranked among the top innate spiritual treasures. Killing people without causation and karma is the ultimate treasure of killing!

The ancestor of the Styx is to carefully study the way to kill.

This Tao took shape during the ancient Dragon and Han tribulation. For countless years, the ancestor of the Styx has been in seclusion in the Netherworld Blood Sea but has never made any progress.

Nuwa's attainment of the great way of creation caused a slight shake in his heart, so he left the Netherworld Blood Sea and came to Buzhou Mountain to observe Nuwa's attainment.

But he was one step late. Nuwa successfully attained enlightenment and had already gone to the chaos outside the sky to open a temple.

The ancestor of the Styx said in secretly that it was a pity. He wanted to go to the chaos to listen, but happened to find that the merits from heaven were divided by the big willow tree.

Merits are celebrated. The ancestor of the Styx also saw it in ancient times. He knew that it was of infinite use, so he immediately had the idea of ​​refining the big willow tree into a merit spiritual treasure.

When Nuwa and others heard the ancestor of the Styx talk to themselves, they suddenly became angry.

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

"Don't think of moving our tribe's sacred tree!"

The 100,000 human race shouted in unison, shaking the sky, and under the leadership of the girl, they all attacked the ancestor of the Styx.

However, they did not have the magical powers of Taoism and magic, and only relied on their instinct to release their magic power and suppress the ancestor of the Styx.

Even so, the scene caused by 100,000 Xuanxians, among which more than a hundred celestial immortals were also extremely spectacular.

But when the wind and clouds surged, the sky suddenly darkened, and the energy of heaven and earth surged wildly into a giant magic vortex to tear it away towards the ancestor of the Styx.

"Hmph, just ant, don't know the sky is high and the earth is thick!"

The ancestor of the Styx sneered, and as his eyes opened and closed, two blood lights shot out.

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

The 100,000 human races in the valley were frozen in place, and they felt that their blood was stagnant in their bodies. The three souls and seven spirits were like reaching a cold cave. Under the pull of the energy, they could not even move a finger.

The ancestor of the Styx laughed and said, "I pity you because of the saint Nuwa, so I will wait for you for a lifetime. But if I want to figure out the way of creation, I will take some of you back to the Netherworld Blood Sea to study carefully."

"Don't... think!"

Among the 100,000 human races, the girl scolded angrily with difficulty: "You... dare... hurt... our clan, after the mother god returns, will... drop boundless anger!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The ancestor of the Styx laughed and said, "You are just a tool for Saint Nuwa to prove the truth. How could she care about your life and death? As long as you don't kill you all and embarrass the saint's face, who would care about the lives of a few ants?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a leisurely and peaceful voice sounded beside him.

"If they are ants, then fellow Styx, aren't you also ants?"

The ancestor of the Styx was shocked and looked around. The soul instantly drifted over a radius of more than 100,000 miles, but he found nothing.

"Who is talking?"

Liu Bai opened his eyes, and a wisp of merit aura uncontrollably condensed the cloud of success and virtue above his head, shining with seven-colored rays of rays, accompanied by thousands of auspicious colors.

"Fellow Styx, I'm in front of you."

"It's you?!"

The ancestor of the Styx stared at Liu Bai sitting cross-legged under the willow tree and blurted out: "You have also obtained the merits of creating humans? 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."

"Yeah?"

The ancestor of the Styx narrowed his eyes, Yuan Tu, and Abi emerged from behind him, pointing at Liu Bai from afar.

He only heard him sneer: "I want to take away this willow tree, and I want to take away half of this 100,000 human race... As for you, just leave your life here. Kill!"

"Buzz--"

Yuan Tu and Abi Shishi were released, and the blood energy of countless ancient ferocious beasts were inside, and they slapped Liu Bai like a tide.

Liu Bai still smiled, but he didn't see any action. The blood energy in the sky actually rolled back and swept towards the Ancestor of the Styx.

The ancestor of the Styx was slightly moved. This was something he had never seen since he founded the Killing Dao.

Could it be that Saint Nuwa had set up some restrictions here before leaving?

This thought flashed through the heart of the Ancestor Styx, and he shouted coldly again:

"kill!"

Yuantu, Abi shook again, and the blood energy in the sky immediately condensed into a ray of light, containing infinite murderous intent, and pointed directly into Liu Bai's eyebrows.

Faced with this extremely restrained murderous intent, Liu Bai still did not move, but there seemed to be an invisible film in front of him, blocking all murderous intents three feet away.

Seeing this scene, the ancestor of the Styx felt relieved and thought that it was indeed a ban left by Saint Nuwa.

This guy actually wanted to shock me with this.

"hehe--"

The ancestor of the Styx sneered: "Do you think you can be safe and sound by hiding in the ban set by the saint?"

When Liu Bai heard this, he thought about it and realized why he said this. He did not point it out, but just continued to refine the merit cloud above his head.

Two hundred and twenty cents of people seem to have little merit, but in fact it is an unimaginable "giant sum". After all, only 70% of Nuwa became a saint.

Although these two success virtues cannot make Liu Bai a saint, he has already realized the various benefits of merit by refining the cloud of merit and auspiciousness.

For example, enlightenment and enlightenment, increase luck, offset cause and effect, etc., you can also refine merits to successfully transform the virtue treasure, the merit golden body, etc.

To put it simply, if you have merit in your body, you will be favored or even protected by the laws of heaven.

But obtaining merit is extremely difficult. It has nothing to do with strength, but it cares that you have sufficiently optimized and promoted the evolution of the way of heaven.

Liu Bai hasn't figured out how to deal with this merit yet, so he just wants to refine and absorb it into the soul for the time being, so as to save himself from a cloud of merit every day, which is too ostentatious.

At this time, I heard the ancestor of the Styx beeping coldly again:

"kill!"
Chapter completed!