Prehistoric: God-level choice, take Zhao Gongming at the beginning

As for Zhunti, he was able to see the two saints with his eyes straight.

The Chaos Spiritual Root is indeed worthy of its reputation and has the power to support the world. The only pity is that this thing does not come from the West.

But fortunately, this time it was not all without gain. He got a fragment from the west, which was enough to refine an extremely powerful spiritual treasure.

A day and a night passed, and the ruins of Buzhou Mountain in the center of the ancient world were finally replaced by a thick golden tree!

The golden World Tree rises from the ground, running through the nine heavens and ten places, with no end visible at a glance, supporting the ancient world.

The terrifying spiritual energy, centered on the World Tree, set off one storm after another.

At the very top of the World Tree, there are countless densely packed golden branches and leaves, which are invisible and connected to countless chaotic stars.

In the dark, the power of the chaotic stars is blessing it, and the World Tree is rooted in the earth, continuously drawing the power of the earth's veins.

It is truly as warm and stable as Mount Tai, no worse than Mount Buzhou.

The current World Tree is far from reaching the limit of growth.

His potential is endless. As time goes by and he continues to grow, he will reach a height that will even surpass Buzhou Mountain back then.

"With the World Tree supporting the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the prehistoric crisis has finally been resolved."

A big stone fell in Tongtian's heart.

"Yes, now that the catastrophe is over, we can breathe a sigh of relief."

All the saints breathed a sigh of relief. They have been on tenterhooks since the beginning of the Lich War. The pressure is too great.

Hongjun made some calculations and nodded slightly, "The great catastrophe is over and the world is clear. You can handle the rest on your own."

"I'll be waiting to see you off teacher."

All the saints bowed their hands.

A flash of white light flashed, and Hongjun's figure disappeared.

"Buzz!"

At this time, the World Tree rising from the ground, comparable to the sun and the moon, began to vibrate again, and countless golden branches and leaves spread out to form a golden canopy.

An extremely huge cloud of merit appeared next to the World Tree.

This is the merit sent down by Heaven.

The cloud of meritorious deeds condensed in mid-air, stretching for an unknown number of feet, and countless visions manifested in it.

The next moment, the huge merit fell,

Fully 30% fell into Nuwa's body.

One percent fell into Taiqing's body.

One percent fell into Yuqing's body.

10% falls into the supernatant body.

The other 10% fell into the body.

As for Zhunti, he had the weakest moral character and lasted the shortest time to support the water of the Tianhe River to prevent it from falling into the wilderness, so he only got half of it.

As for the other two and a half percent, Jie Jiao took the lead, and all the disciples came out to divide the work and cooperate, directly occupying 10%.

The remaining 15% was distributed among the thousands of tribes in the ancient world. The monks who took action to sort out the earth's veins, suppress the earth, fire, water, and wind, and clean up the water in the four seas, more or less, all received a lot of merit.

The successful path that intercepted teachings and divided profits also separated into a golden wheel of merit behind Zhao Gongming.

The golden wheel of merit becomes more and more condensed, exuding an eternal and immortal charm.

The merits brought down by heaven were huge, but this was not the most surprising thing for Zhao Gongming.

The merit of heaven is a one-time thing, there is nothing to say, just treat it as a windfall.

What surprised him the most was the merits of the World Tree.

That's right, not only the merits of heaven but also the merits of World Tree were brought into his body along with the merits of heaven.

The World Tree supports the sky all the time, and you can gain a small amount of merit every day.

In other words, every once in a while, Zhao Gongming and Xuan Gui can make a profit, and it will be a terrifying amount in the long run.

“I didn’t expect that if you give away the merit, you can earn it back one day.”

Xuangui was also very happy, as all monks must have merit and virtue.

If the merits are reduced to a certain extent, or even karma is added to the body, disasters will fall.

When Zhao Gongming brought Xuangui to Jin'ao Island, Xuangui was very unlucky.

Either he encountered a big demon or he was in danger. Fortunately, he could easily push through with the help of the black turtle's black water turtle shell.

In Buzhou Mountain, after the merits fell, all the saints declared in unison to the great desolate world.

The lich has come to an end, and the ancient world has entered a new era.

In addition, no monks are allowed to live within a hundred thousand miles around the World Tree.

This article is mainly to prevent the prehistoric monks from harming the World Tree.

After all, the World Tree is full of treasures, its branches can be used to create spiritual treasures, its leaves contain a large amount of innate Yimu essence, and even the World Fruits it connects have various mysterious effects.

After informing all the monks in the prehistoric era, the saints did not stop, and each turned into a stream of light and flew to their own dojo.

In Luzhou, Beiju, deep underground, a voice of grief, anger and pain came from!

"Father, uncle, mother!"

In the battle between Lich and Lich, all the top leaders of Lich and Lich clans perished.

The voice of grief and indignation came from the last Golden Crow Emperor, Lu Ya.

Not far from the center of the earth, there is a cave. The palaces are covered with holes, connecting the surroundings to form an extremely wide space.

This is the joint effort of Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi. It is very secretive. No more than five people in the entire heaven know about it.

In a palace, the jade tablet in Lu Ya's hand was broken into countless pieces and scattered on him. He leaned on the solid wall in a daze, wandering around, with tears on his face.

In just a few hundred years, the impact of Lu Ya's arrival was too great!

Nine brothers died tragically!

My father, uncle, and mother have fallen!

In the battle of the Lich, 70% to 80% of Heavenly Court's top combat power was reduced to nothing!

Bai Ze came over from a short distance waving his feather fan.

"Your Highness, you have to cheer up. All the hope of the demon clan lies in you."

Lu Ya raised his head, "The hope of the demon clan?"

He smiled bitterly and said, "Heaven is gone. My father, uncle, and mother have all fallen. How can there be any hope?"

Bai Ze solemnly said, "Your Highness, although our Heavenly Court suffered heavy losses due to the battle with the Lich, the situation is not so bad that it is irreversible."

This veteran minister who had existed since the time when Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi jointly established the Heavenly Court, said with sincerity.

"The five demon saints have not yet fallen. There are Daluo, Taiyi-level demon gods, and demon kings. There are still a large number of demon kings. Your Highness, you will lead us to restore the glory of the demon clan."

"Restore the glory of the demon clan. Can I really do it?"

Lu Ya raised his head uncertainly, his eyes only green and confused.

"I am valued by the Demon Emperor and serve as a military advisor. I will assist His Majesty."

Bai Ze said solemnly.

"Your Highness, we will also assist you."

Fei Lian, Ji Meng, Shang Yang, Yingzhao and other demon saints also came over and spoke seriously.

Lu Ya stood up slowly and saluted everyone, "Thank you very much."

Lu Ya said, "Thirty-three days, there is a large treasure house of my heaven. That is the secret of my heaven. Military advisor, do we want to go get it back?"