Rebirth of the Great Desolation: The opening system is stuck

Hearing this, the Xia family members on Jiuyang Mountain were all pale and sweating on their backs. If the heavenly court knew about this and sent some heavenly soldiers and generals down to earth, the foundation of his Xia family would be destroyed.

Not to mention, even the Xia family couldn't bear the attack of the great god Queshan in front of them, let alone the attack of the heavenly court in the fairy world.

The eyes of the red and swollen old man whose face was beaten by Chu Wudao rolled around, not knowing whether what Chu Wudao said was true or not.

But whether it is true or not, it has to be treated with caution.

Although the Xia family has people in the fairy world, they don't know much about the fairy world. The matter of a mere mountain god has not been taken seriously by the Jade Emperor of the fairy world, and even Jiutian Xuannv and others have not mentioned this point.

A mountain god can be respected by one side on the ground, but it is the least popular existence in the sky, with no sense of existence at all.

On Jiuyang Mountain, the old man with the highest cultivation level was the old man just now. His cultivation level was at the peak of Mahayana, and he was only one step away from the fairyland.

With the old man's cultivation base, Chu Wudao has no resistance under Chu Wudao's hands, and the others have no meaning to go up. To put it bluntly, in Chu Wudao's eyes, they are no different from ants.

Going straight to the hibiscus tree, Chu Wudao looked at the hibiscus tree carefully.

The hibiscus tree is low in stature, with a thick trunk, about the thickness of a water tank. Judging by its age, it may be thousands of years old, but its height is only about three feet, with luxuriant branches and leaves. From a distance, it looks like a huge ball , the outer skin is light brown and feels rough to the touch.

The canopy of the hibiscus tree is covered with green leaves, some of the newly grown leaves are light green, delicate and lovely, while the big leaves are dark green, rich in oil, and the edges of the big leaves curl inwards.

Under the hibiscus tree, there is a pile of red flint stones, the temperature is extremely high, and the fire attribute power is absorbed by the hibiscus tree, which looks quite enjoyable.

Following the prompts of the system, Chu Wudao found a small bird's nest in the branches and leaves of the hibiscus tree. There was a fiery red bird's egg on the bird's nest. The bird's egg was smaller than an egg, but it exuded a strong Its fire attribute breath looks quite extraordinary.

"It turned out to be an egg."

Chu Wudao's eyes were bright, and he finally found a way to upgrade the system.

The spirit protruded out, wrapped around the hibiscus tree and the bird's egg, slowly penetrated and refined.

The hibiscus tree seemed to feel threatened, the tree trembled, as if screaming, and the fire-red egg shone with divine light, as if it was about to break out of the shell, but it seemed that due to insufficient energy, the divine light dissipated in the end.

On Jiuyang Mountain, apart from spiritual energy, there is no immortal energy at all. Neither hibiscus trees nor golden crow eggs are actually suitable for inhabiting here.

It's not without reason that the Xia family failed to hatch the Golden Crow Egg with all their means.

In the eyes of outsiders, Chu Wudao stood under the hibiscus tree in a daze, not knowing that Chu Wudao was refining the hibiscus tree and the golden black egg.

Bai Qingqing stood beside Chu Wudao, silently guarding Chu Wudao without saying a word.

After spending more than half an hour, Chu Wudao refined the golden black egg and the hibiscus tree. Although they are descendants of the sacred tree and the divine bird, they are nothing in Chu Wudao's eyes.

After so many years of nurturing by the Xia family, the hibiscus tree is only at the beginning of the eighth stage. How can it withstand the refinement of the soul of a mid-stage Earth Immortal?

The golden crow's egg was even worse. If Chu Wudao hadn't come here at this time, I'm afraid that after a while, the divinity on it would disappear completely. It is also impossible to advance to the ranks of demon immortals.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for refining the Golden Crow bloodline and the sacred tree Fusang, and reward the host with the real fire of the sun and the "Golden Light Curse of the Sun", with 1500000 attribute points. 】

Originally, I thought about refining Jiuyang Mountain as well, but unfortunately, the book from the ground didn't respond at all. Presumably I didn't like Jiuyang Mountain!

Chu Wudao comforted himself in this way, and then directly refined the real sun fire in Jiuyang Mountain. It was not difficult to refine the real sun fire with Chu Wudao's current cultivation base, and it only took half an hour.

After refining the real fire of the sun, Chu Wudao continued to absorb all the firepower of the entire Jiuyang Mountain, and he moved the hibiscus tree into the storage ring.

A group of monks from the Xia family watched with their own eyes that the rocks on Jiuyang Mountain changed color, and the temperature on the mountain gradually dropped.

After wandering around Jiuyang Mountain for a while, I gained a lot. Some good things of the Xia family are actually stored in Jiuyang Mountain, such as rare ores, top-notch spiritual materials, and some heaven-defying exercises and so on.

These things were put into storage rings by Chu Wudao, and then he robbed the storage rings of those Xia family members.

"You, what did you do?" The Xia family looked at Chu Wudao and Bai Qingqing in horror.

Of course, most people's eyes fell on Chu Wudao, the young man in front of him was like a devil, invincible.

"The Xia family without Jiuyang Mountain is not the Xia family after all!"

After finishing speaking, Chu Wudao left Jiuyang Mountain with a flash of his figure. Before leaving, a five-colored awn swept across the entire Jiuyang Mountain. Wherever the five-colored awn passed, mountains collapsed and the ground cracked. The slightest bit of resistance was annihilated in the tiny awn.

Bai Qingqing glanced back at Jiuyang Mountain, and suddenly six snow-white tails shot out from behind, like six sharp swords, roaring towards the strongest members of the Xia family.

With Chu Wudao's five-color divine light in front, no matter whether it is Dujie or a Mahayana powerhouse, it is simply impossible to compete.

Daxia Palace.

There are many masters in the Treasure Pavilion and the Sutra Pavilion, but they are only monks in the Mahayana realm. With the cultivation base of Phoenix and Peacock's ninth-level peaks, no matter how many masters there are, they are not enough to stand in front of them.

When Chu Wudao was in Jiuyang Mountain, the two big demons had already raided the Treasure Pavilion and the Sutra Pavilion of the Daxia Palace, and they did not leave any shelves for placing items.

Above the Great Xia court hall, Emperor Xia's pink hair was in a mess, and a puddle of blood was flowing unscrupulously on his chest. Since he ascended the throne, or since he was young, this was the first time he had suffered such a serious injury.

And following Emperor Xia's attack, Emperor Xia's practice of Hungry Ghost Dao Kung Fu can no longer be concealed. At this moment, half of Emperor Xia's body is red, and the other half of his body is surrounded by black energy, and sometimes ghosts and wolves howl.

With the exposure of his skills, Emperor Xia's cultivation has also reached the peak of Mahayana, only one step away from the fairyland.

"The majestic king of a country actually practiced such a vicious technique, what is your intention?"

"What a Xia Emperor, you are really hiding it deeply."

"The ambition of a wolf is outrageous."

Emperor Xia's skills were exposed, and those ministers who had stood firmly on Emperor Xia's side immediately turned against each other. Hungry ghosts' skills are not tolerated anywhere in the world.