The gods of the gods

Chapter 1393

However, although its efficacy is astonishing, it is nothing to a saint-level powerhouse.The best innate spiritual root can only save him some effort in cultivating disciples, and it has no other significant effect on him other than suppressing luck.

Moreover, although the Dao Enlightenment tea tree can help people to realize the Dao, it is its leaves that are really effective. The leaves are like the fruits of spiritual roots, which can make people get closer.

It's a pity that the Wudao tea tree fits the Three Thousand Dao, and only three thousand leaves can be grown in every Yuanhui. Each leaf is completely different and represents a different Dao. Even though the Wudao tea tree has many branches, But the leaves are sparse, and sometimes there is only one leaf hanging on the root branch of the tree.

Therefore, it seems that the supreme innate spiritual root of the Enlightenment tea tree is like an old tree whose life has come to an end, but it is full of vitality, but it is completely different.

Taixu looked at this enlightenment tea tree, his eyes were full of emotion and reluctance, with such an innate spiritual root in his hand, it was enough to support the greatest religion under a saint.Back then, he was also the overlord of Zhou Tianhuan, the supreme powerhouse who crossed the sea of ​​chaos, this spiritual root contributed a lot!

It's just that now, he can't protect himself, and it's useless to keep the spiritual root in his hands.Thinking of this, Taixu gritted his teeth and pushed the spiritual root towards Jiang Hao.

"The spiritual root of the enlightened tea tree is here, please don't forget your promise." Taixu said seriously, "If you break the promise, even if I try to offend the supreme power behind you, I will definitely will make you pay."

"No problem!" Jiang Hao stretched out his hand lightly, took the Wudao tea tree, looked at the Wudao tea tree carefully, and nodded in satisfaction.

There is no problem with the Wudao tea tree, and the brand of Yuanshen in it was also taken away by Taixu, maybe there are still his backhands left behind, but Jiang Hao doesn't care.As long as the spiritual root is in his hands, he is not allowed to torment.Behind him stood two detached people, and it was not easy to wash off the brand of a saint.

"Since I have taken the treasure, I will definitely help you through the catastrophe in the future." Jiang Hao said solemnly, he pondered for a moment, then gently reached out and took out the mirror.Under his urging, the precious mirror lit up with a faint light, as if conveying some kind of message.

In the next moment, Taixu felt the hairs all over his body stand on end, a terrifying aura that made him terrified and feared diffused from the mirror, that aura was so weak that it could be blown away with a weak breath.But the coercion pervading in it made Tai Xu, who had a saintly heart, feel the breath of death and fall.

This kind of fall is not like before, he was severely injured and fell into a deep sleep, but really disappeared completely in the world, and there is no possibility of surviving.

"Shua!" A hazy light and shadow appeared in the precious mirror, and a pair of eyes fell lightly on Taixu's body.

All along, Taixu had a flat expression, and now his whole body was trembling. The other party's gaze was very flat, without any intention of looking down, but that gaze caused him to be extremely terribly oppressed, and his mind was about to be broken.

Just when he was about to open his mouth to beg for mercy, the light and shadow lightly stretched out his finger, and pressed it on his forehead in a bland manner.A mark like a long knife was branded on the center of his brow. "I left a sky-opening sword mark on your forehead, which contains [-]% of my strength. One blow should be enough to help you survive the disaster."

The chaotic and blurred figure spoke flatly, his voice was very flat, and he didn't pay attention to the catastrophe enough to bring down the saint at all.To him, such a catastrophe is nothing at all, and he has experienced even more terrifying ones.

"Supreme existence, I don't dare to question your words. But I'm still very curious, how far has your [-]% strength reached? Could it be possible to repel a person who agrees with the Tao?" Taixu asked cautiously.

"It is enough to severely damage or even kill an existence of Hunyuan Heavenly Dao." The chaotic light and shadow are plain mixed with a hint of arrogance, "A monk under the Dao of Heaven, one blow is enough to completely obliterate him. The ones that can blow up and put them into a deep sleep, the ones that can be hit hard in the mid-term, and the ones that are barely caught in the later stage will also be injured."

"Thank you, senior!" Taixu quickly thanked, with such a hole card, even if the fellow who came to trouble him personally, he would not be afraid.As for the other Hunyuan Saint, although he was still troublesome, he could resist it.

It can be said that with this trump card in hand, Taixu is still almost [-]% sure that he will survive this catastrophe smoothly.

(End of this chapter)