The sapling was a little moved.
But after being disturbed for many years by people who wanted to eat its fruits and cut it down to make weapons, the sapling became a little scared and no longer trusted others.
Wang Jing nodded and said sincerely, "Really? I can promise you that! Of course, I can provide you with divine essence and certain other things, but if someone in Tianwu wants to become a true god, you have to help him and contribute your efforts."
"Can!"
The sapling agreed and said, "I won't eat or drink for free. As long as you promise not to let others disturb me and not let others chop me down, I will help you!"
"It's a deal!"
"Then... can you return the fruits in your hand to me first? If you want to become a true god, I will give them to you."
“…”
Wang Jing was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and threw the four fruits in his hand over.
As long as the Tree of Life returns to Tianwu with him, will he still be afraid of not having fruit in the future?
"Those people outside are fighting now. How can we move the mountain?" Shu Miao came up to Wang Jing and asked.
"It's a small matter."
Wang Jing smiled, and his mental power fluctuated, telling Wen Ziyuan that he could move the mountain directly.
"We need to let the Tree of Life clear the space here!"
Wen Ziyuan cursed, "Damn, this stupid tree! I've come to find it before and asked it to go back to the Palace of the Gods with me. That way, there would be no more trouble.
Now not only has an imperial war broken out, but even a holy war has broken out, all for a fucking tree!"
"What's wrong with you, tree? The tree just wants to bask in the sun quietly." The Tree of Life retorted indignantly.
It's you people who are disturbing it!
"What happened to me? How much True King blood have you absorbed? Without the True King blood, can you use it to gain the power to become an emperor?"
Speaking of this, Wen Ziyuan became angry and cursed, "Do you think I want to chop you up and make an imperial weapon? Do you deserve it? If I wasn't afraid that you would fall into the hands of the Holy Court, I would have slapped you to death long ago!"
"You can't kill me!!"
The Tree of Life said angrily.
If these people didn't want to eat the fruit, would it have to suck all that blood and corpses?
"Okay, stop talking, move the mountain quickly and leave." Wang Jing said with a headache.
Wen Ziyuan punched the Three Emperors and sent them flying. He shouted, "Still fighting? The tree is already in our hands. There's no point in fighting any further. Get out of here!"
A book pressed down and covered the entire mountain.
At this time, the sapling also slipped away and landed in a place in the mountains, turning into a towering tree!
The little pig was stunned and said, "Principal, can it still grow bigger and smaller?"
Wang Jing was helpless.
The Tree of Life can only travel through space better if it turns into a sapling. If it turns into a towering tree like this, it will be captured in minutes.
"Third Senior Sister, let's go!" Wen Ziyuan shouted.
"good!"
A sound came at night, and a long sword covered the sky and the earth, separating them with a sword.
"From now on, this place is the territory of the human race. Anyone who crosses this boundary will be killed!"
Ye Lan's voice was full of murderous intent. After Wen Ziyuan moved the mountain, the place was instantly filled with sword formations!
A land with heaven and earth as its formation!
Wang Jing was stunned.
Is this the strength of a Saint?
but……
Wang Jing soon understood that Ye Lan’s goal was to use this place as a boundary so as to better resist the invasion from the inner area.
Otherwise, once the inner domain continues to infiltrate into the Eastern Saint Western Region through some means, the Eastern Saint Western Region will also be unable to stabilize!
Ye Lan and Wen Ziyuan’s target is not the Tree of Life!
But this piece of land!
After all, the Tree of Life has taken root here for thousands of years. If the space here is not freed up, Ye Lan will not be able to set up a sword formation here!
"The world war is over, everyone. If the fighting continues, I'm afraid the Sword Emperor won't be able to hold on." The Demon Emperor smiled and chopped the Sword Emperor away.
The Sword Emperor snorted coldly, "I can fight you for another 30,000 rounds without any problem!"
Donghuang reached out and grabbed the person from the Dongfang Dynasty, smiled, and his figure broke through the void and left.
Seeing that the matter had been settled and that there was no point in continuing the fight, the Ninth Emperor withdrew.
In the starry sky above, the holy war also stopped.
"Heavenly King..."
Suddenly, an ancient and vicissitudes of life voice came from this world.
Wang Jing paused.
Emperor Gan, Emperor Ji, and Emperor Xuan also stopped and said in a loud voice: "Greetings, Lord Xie Wang!"
A ball of fire ignited, burning the entire sky.
There seemed to be a human figure appearing there.
"Uncle Master, don't panic. The Third Palace Master is here." Wen Ziyuan said with a smile, "The Evil King is still seriously injured and hasn't recovered yet. He may not be a match for the Third Palace Master."
King of Fire?
Wang Jing looked at the sea of fire above him and his heart trembled.
If one of these strong men loses his mind, he will basically be dead.
Wang Jing suddenly felt a little tired. When others upgraded, they advanced one level at a time.
How come when it comes to him, all the emperor-level, king-level, and saint-level people have come out?
"King Yan, I just want to have a chat with the King of Heaven. I'm not ready to kill him yet." An evil voice sounded, and a shadow condensed out.
"There's no need to talk so much. Just go if you have nothing else to do." King Yan's voice was deep and full of majesty.
"Heavenly King, let's talk. I'll give you a chance to help you reach the peak of eight stars!"
The Evil King did not speak to the Flame King anymore, but instead said to Wang Jing: "The Flame King can be by your side. I can't kill you now, I just want to have a good chat with you."
"What are you talking about?" Wang Jing asked, narrowing his eyes.
"Talk about this day!"
“…”
Wang Jing was speechless. What was he doing so mysteriously?
"Meow!"
Miaomiao suddenly ran out, landed on Wang Jing's other shoulder, and whispered, "Go and take a look!"
"Let me die?" Wang Jing said unhappily.
"The Flame King is here!" Miaomiao said, "As long as the Flame King is here, the Evil King can't kill you! And this is not the Evil King's true form. If his true form dares to show up, many people will want to kill him!
By then, the boss lady might even take action!"
The Evil King laughed and said, "Although Her Majesty is now in the Northern Wilderness, if Her Majesty descends, I will not be able to escape her pursuit."
As he spoke, the Evil King looked at Lin Muxi and smiled faintly, "Besides, the Ice King's clan is also here. If I touch you, the Ice King might overthrow the entire Holy Court. I don't need to use the Holy Court in exchange for your lives."
"I'll go with you." Lin Muxi held Wang Jing's hand and said in a deep voice, "The Ice King is my aunt. The Evil King wouldn't dare to do anything to her."
"Okay."
Wang Jing didn't have any objection, since he had the big boss protecting him now.
Wang Jing stepped forward, and the King of Fire descended instantly, grabbed Wang Jing, broke through the void, and rose into the starry sky.
…………
starry sky.
This place is at the top of the world.
When Wang Jing came here, he found that cracks kept appearing in the space.
The power of these cracks is enough to kill the emperor!
"Is this what was left behind after the battle between Third Senior Sister and the Saint-level figure?"
Wang Jing was secretly surprised. In a Saint-level battle, even the starry sky could be split apart!
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