Chapter 947: Savage Ruo Ling

The amplification effect is still there, and Wutian can finally rest assured.

Putting the hand of the God above the blood sea, he told Zhanshen to take more care of the two new brothers. Then Wutian flashed and appeared in the middle of the imperial city of the Blood-Maned Ox Clan, next to the statue of the Ox God.

In the star realm, no matter where Wutian goes or how far away he is, it is just a thought.

"Meet the master!"

The Bull King, the ten Bull Kings, and the commanders of a hundred bull demons all prostrated themselves on the ground and worshiped respectfully.

The concentration of the blood was so shocking that Wutian couldn't see them, and could only hear the sound, saying: "You are practicing here, the speed is too slow. After settling your clan members, you'd better go outside."

"yes."

The Ox King responded.

Wutian explained a few more words, bit his finger, pressed it to the ground, a door opened quickly, and then sank.

…

The secret room where the Fountain of Life is located.

Next to the fountain of life, Wutian squatted on the ground, looking at the sacred bones of the four divine beasts in the spring, and for a while, he kept sighing in his heart.

The divine bones are only as big as a thumb, flowing with soft brilliance, and among the brilliance, there are wisps of jet black or blood-red air currents, which are continuously discharged from the divine bones, and eventually dissipate invisible.

This is the breath of death and evil.

"Alas! Hundreds of drops of water of life have been squandered like this. It would be false to say that I am not heartbroken."

Wutian sighed deeply, stood up, and looked up at the stalactites on the top of the stone wall. Ever since the last half drop of the water of life was taken by Shangxuan, until now, there was only a trace of water mist on it.

"wrong."

After careful calculation, Wutian felt that something was wrong.

It seems that more than four hundred years have passed since the last time I came here until today. According to common sense, at least half a drop can be born in more than four hundred years.

Was it stolen by Xiao Wuhao?

After thinking about it for a while, Wutian suddenly realized what was going on.

It turned out that all the plasma in the blood pool was taken away by him at that time. Without plasma, it would be impossible to produce the water of life.

Now Xiao Wuhao poured the plasma back into the blood pool, so there was only a trace of water mist.

Wutian's secret path was very dangerous, but fortunately he figured it out, otherwise he would have gone to Xiao Wuhao Xingshi to question him, and he would have given him a severe lesson again.

After a while, Wutian left the secret room and went to the stone room on the second floor. In the blood pool, the blood was steaming, and the fragrance was fragrant.

After looking around and finding that everything was fine, Wutian left the underground and returned to the holy place to meditate.

Fifteen days passed in a flash.

This morning, Wutian woke up from the retreat early in the morning. He looked at Han Tian and others and saw that they had all entered the retreat. They should not be disturbed by others, so he closed his eyes, concentrated and meditated, and communicated with the divine tree that reaches the sky.

After a hundred breaths, the familiar world of gods appeared in sight again.

The difference from last time is that today's Protoss has a more festive atmosphere.

The spiritual thoughts are extended to the greatest extent, and everything is visible.

The streets were crowded and crowded, and everyone had a cheerful smile on their face. The most discussed topics were Shenmu and Xian Bitong.

"Haha, the sacred tree has returned to the Gods, and our rise is just around the corner!"

"No, because of the fall of the sacred tree, our God Clan will also decline. Otherwise, the God Clan's current status and strength will not be worse than the nine heaven-defying war clans."

"The return of Shenmu is entirely due to the goddess. I don't know what reward she will get this time."

"The goddess has an illusory battle body, is smart as ice and snow, and is the daughter of the God King. Whoever can marry her will have great luck!"

"Stop daydreaming. How could a goddess like ordinary people like us? Even the sons of gods probably wouldn't be able to catch her eye. For her, we can only look up to her."

Hearing this, Wutian was extremely surprised. Hadn't all the sons of the Gods been killed by him? Could there be any more?

Soon, from the discussion of the crowd, he learned that there were a total of ninety-nine Sons of God in the God Clan, and the nine people he killed were actually the weakest in cultivation.

It is said that the strongest sons of gods have the ability to eliminate disasters and nine declines!

Moreover, in the entire God Clan, apart from the God King, the Clan Elder, and the Goddess, the Son of God has the highest status. Each one of them is a tycoon, commanding countless elders.

Of course, these sons of gods are quite old. The youngest ones have lived for a thousand years, and the oldest ones are ten thousand year old antiques.

Gradually, Wutian also learned about the strength of the God King and the powerful elders.

The God King is the Great Sage in the Dacheng Stage, and the Great Clan Elder is the Great Sage in the Lesser Stage.

Think about it, the original leader of hundreds of tribes in the holy world has now declined to the point where there is not even a great emperor. It is no wonder that the god king will not hesitate to offend Tongtian Bridge and other major sacred objects, but also want to grab the sacred tree.

"Quick, quick, please be quick. Everything must be arranged for me within half an hour."

Suddenly, an urging sound sounded below the sacred tree.

The divine thoughts shrouded him, and he saw the sacred tree taking root in the center of a square. The square was more than ten thousand feet long. A man in purple stood in the center of the square, holding a folding fan in his hand, pointing eastward and westward, and kept talking. Shouting words like be careful and hurry up.

Around the square, hundreds of young men and women were busy decorating the environment and placing various utensils.

Half an hour passed quickly, and the results of the busy work came out.

I saw a circle of altars placed around the sacred tree. This altar was not an ordinary altar. It was made of an unknown jade and was carefully polished. It was engraved with rare and exotic animals, splendid mountains and rivers, and was extremely beautiful. !

The altar is filled with spiritual extracts and spiritual fruits!

Moreover, they are all of the same imperial medicine, and the spiritual energy is gushing out in thin, dense clouds, and the void is dyed with various colors.

Outside the altar, there are futons arranged neatly. If you count carefully, there are ninety-three.

After hundreds of young men and women arranged everything, they left the square one after another.

When the square was empty, the man in purple with a folding fan in his hand bowed to the sky and said respectfully: "God King, everything is ready, the ceremony can begin."

As soon as he finished speaking, the God King appeared in the square and nodded slightly to the man in purple.

The man in purple bowed again, turned around and left through the air. Less than three breaths away, three bells rang in succession, extremely loud and reverberating in the sky above the entire God Realm.

This means that the return ceremony of the sacred tree has officially begun!

Whoosh!

The elder of the wealthy family appeared first, saluted the God King, and then stood beside the God King.

Immediately afterwards, ninety sons of gods, including the man in purple who had left earlier, came out of the sky one after another, bowed deeply to the king of gods and the elders of the clan, and then stood respectfully behind them, but they couldn't bear to look at them. He glanced at the sacred tree behind him, full of curiosity.

Outside the square, there was also a huge crowd of people, but they did not enter the square and stayed outside the square.

After a while, the world was filled with sounds of laughter, appreciation, joy, melancholy and other sounds.

Suddenly, the crowd became commotion.

Wutian's spiritual thoughts extended, and when he saw the crowd at the entrance of the square, they quickly rushed to both sides, showing a three-foot-wide avenue. Two beautiful women were holding hands, talking and laughing, just like everyone else. Like stars over the moon, walking along the avenue.

The men on both sides all had expressions of admiration on their faces.

"Is she Ruoling?" Wu Tian felt an inexplicable touch in his heart.

One of the two women was Xian Bitong.

Next to her is a stunning beauty, wearing a light yellow floor-length dress, with a round oval face, skin as bright as snow, picturesque eyebrows, flushed cheeks, and a youthful and lively atmosphere.

Walking into the square, the two women smiled, leaned forward and said, "I have met the God King, and I have met the wealthy elders."

But the smile on Xian Bitong's face was obviously a little stiff.

"I've seen the goddess Bi Tong and the goddess Ruoling." Ninety divine sons raised their hands in unison.

They had long been attracted by the two women, with a look of amazement in their eyes. In order to win the favor of the two beauties, they all showed what they thought were their most charming smiles, but were ignored by the two women.

In fact, Xian Bitong and Xian Ruoling have always been very friendly and approachable in the God Clan, but they didn't have any evil intentions in advance.

And all the ninety sons of gods coveted their beauty and status, so they tried every means to please them. Therefore, the two women hated these people from the bottom of their hearts and did not even want to take a second look.

"whee."

Xian Ruoling stepped forward, hugged the elder's arm, shook it gently, and said coquettishly: "Uncle, look, you haven't come to visit Ruoling for a long time. Shouldn't Ruoling pluck your beard?" Woolen cloth!"

Looking at the white beard blowing in the wind on the chin of the rich man, his big and delicate eyes flickered, and his hands seemed a little restless.

The rich man hurriedly stretched out his hand to protect his beard, and said with a smile: "Uncle, there is something wrong. When the work is over, I promise to take my little Ruoling to go sightseeing immediately."

"I don't know how many times I have said this, but it has never come true, you liar." Xian Ruoling stamped her feet, with a look of grievance on her cheeks.

The rich man felt distressed for a while, his eyes showed doting, and with his big old hands protecting his beard, he patted her delicate arms a few times, and said with a smile: "This time, uncle will definitely keep his word."

But at this moment, Xian Ruoling suddenly took action, grabbed a bunch of beard and pulled hard, even the skin was pulled out.

The rich man groaned in pain, rubbed his painful chin, and glared angrily at the sly-looking little niece in front of him, and said angrily: "Little girl, why don't you know how to respect the elderly and love the young?"

Not to be outdone, Xian Ruoling stared back and said, "Hmm, who told you that your words don't count? If you dare to lie to me again next time, I will take advantage of your retreat to pull out all your beards."

The rich man said angrily: "You little bastard."

Xian Ruoling said: "You are a liar."

The rich man said: "You are arrogant and unreasonable."

Xian Ruoling said: "You are disrespectful to the elders, you rely on the elders and bully the weak, you are an old bastard..."

Seeing an old man and a young child staring at each other and arguing endlessly in such a sacred and solemn place, the ninety sons of God were all stunned.

Xian Bitong wanted to laugh, but her father didn't dare to laugh. As a result, her cheeks turned red, which was a feast for the eyes of the ninety sons of gods.

The crowd outside the square couldn't help but laugh. In the entire God Realm, this little witch who was fearless was probably the only one who dared to pull out the beard of a rich man and yell at him.

"Sure enough, as the God King said, she is more lively, more active, and more... wild." Looking at Xian Ruoling's behavior, Wu Tian couldn't help but feel amused. She is really a lovely woman.