I couldn't help but marvel in my heart: 'What a powerful force this is, exuding frightening vitality.'

Under the leadership of Wu Rong, the underworld was completely unified.

Not to mention the terrifying auras exuded by those Three Flower Dao Lords, as if each of them crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Even if Tu Shanjun was away, everyone's treatment of Wu Rong did not change at all.

This is the most horrifying thing.

He originally thought that Wu Rong was just a puppet, supported by the forces behind the underworld.

Take a look now.

Big mistake.

Wu Rong is indeed the Lord of the Underworld.

"They have never experienced such a big change, so they are a little more impetuous." Chongming slightly handed over.

He continued: "But it makes sense. Soldiers and horses have not changed the situation much. Secondly, the ancient road is not easy to repair. If you want the ancient road to be able to carry those monks, you must further improve it."

"There is only one treasure in this world that can perfect the ancient road."

"What treasure?"

"Old Divine Court's Snare Map: River Map!"

Having an elder in the family is like having a treasure.

Even though Shenzong didn't have any other Dao Lord, it was enough to have Dao Lord Chongming in charge.

This person's knowledge and experience are by no means ordinary.

"I am fortunate to have the fragments of the River Map."

Daojun Chongming stared at Wu Rong in astonishment. He racked his brains and traced the net to find out the names of ancient treasures from the ancient times in the Ancient Divine Court.

Whether that stuff is real or not is another matter.

The Lord Siming in front of him said that he was lucky enough to get the fragment of this treasure.

Even though it is only a fragment, it is still amazing.

"You really have it?!"

"Really."

"Then...how long can you borrow it for?"

Lord Chongming Daodao sighed, now he had no excuse at all.

"Borrow it for a hundred thousand years first."

"One hundred thousand years?!"

…

Enter the blessed land again.

Tu Shanjun saw the sycamore tree that opened up the sky and the earth.

In the past, he was not strong enough and could not see the origin of the sycamore tree.

Now he sees clearly.

It is really a sacred tree that can bear fruit, and the fruits produced by the sacred tree are naturally magical medicines. However, hasn’t this sycamore tree become a spirit yet?

Shake his head slightly.

He should have become a sperm long ago.

In other words, this may be another ancient emperor.

"The Five Phoenix Wheel is the ancestral weapon left behind by my son. It has carried his whole life and imprinted his will. Now that the five-color divine light of the Five Phoenix Wheel is in full bloom and vibrating, I think the meteorite has also reached a critical moment."

Taoist Feng stood beside Tu Shanjun with his hands behind his back and said with emotion.

"Senior, do you want 'him'... to come back alive?" Tu Shanjun hesitated slightly.

It seems he saw it wrong.

Buddhism really has a supreme secret method that can resurrect the dead.

And it's not just a simple matter of survival.

If Senior Feng's son died in the Battle of Defeating Heaven, then the divine soul and true spirit should be completely annihilated, otherwise a great supernatural power would not be left helpless.

He could understand a father's feelings about his dead child.

But he couldn't just watch Yu Yan 'die'.

"I don't know." Taoist Feng lowered his head and said nothing.

Tu Shanjun turned his face and said: "If senior doesn't know what to choose, can you please let me make the choice for senior."

Taoist Feng nodded and said, "Okay."

"Thanks."

Tu Shanjun sincerely thanks you.

He was really grateful to Taoist Feng for his support.

This is not only about friendship, but also about his own persistence.

When he helped Yueyan open the door to the inheritance land, he always carried this feeling.

Even though everyone told him that he didn't have to bear the responsibility for other people's choices, he didn't think so. He wanted to do his best to let people survive.

Even later he gradually came to see that the so-called good ending was relative.

However, he still had a hope in his heart.

It is easy to kill but difficult to save.

Now he's here again.

Thank you Taoist Feng for giving me a chance to die.

"Are you sure?"

"To be honest, not at all."

"He knows me too well."

"But I know very little about him."

"Then why come?"

"There are many factors..."

"After all, I want to come."
Chapter completed!