Evolution From the Willow Tree

Host: Liu Ziyu

Bloodline: Chaos Divine Willow

Rank: The ninth level of the princely realm

Exercise: "Qingdi Longevity Art"

Secret Art: Dafa of Slaying Immortals

Weapons: Chaos Xuanhuang Bell, Imperial Palace, Scarlet Blood Axe

Abilities: Willow Seed, Essence of Life, Returning State, Colorful Sword Leaf, Telepathy

Instinct Talents: Earth Dragon Tree Roots, Three Thousand Divine Kingdoms, Mysterious Yellow Mother Qi, Divine Domain, Worry-Free Buddha Light, Law Enforcement on behalf of Heaven, Endless Life

Bloodline Magic: Chaos God Liu Dongtian

God-level evolution point: 590 million points

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On the sky full of monk silhouettes.

Liu Ziyu's arrival has not attracted anyone in a short period of time.

The eyes of hundreds of thousands of cultivators were all on the golden temple floating in the black hole of that space.

From the complicated discussions and chatter of these hundreds of thousands of monks, Liu Ziyu heard the words "Ling Tian Divine Son".

It seemed that Ling Tian Divine Son had broken some kind of restriction between the heaven and the earth, and then brought dozens of superpowers of the sect leader giant level into the black hole of space where the golden temple was suspended.

If this is the case, if Liu Ziyu is going to go to the black hole in that space, he may encounter this Lingtian Temple.

Don't be afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of what.

Out of prudence, Liu Ziyu opened up his blood energy, from head to toe, and fell into a thick chaotic air.

The bloodline of the Chaos God Willow is even more outstanding than the top-ranked Heaven and Earth Spiritual Roots, and it is also inferior to the Heavenly and Earthly Spiritual Roots of the Supreme Sequence.

Therefore, Liu Ziyu's chaotic aura is like the beginning qi bred in the depths of chaos. It is also difficult to see through the super-powerhouse at the level of the leader and giant.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

A super-powerhouse at the level of a sect leader and giant stepped into the black hole of space with his feet on the Golden Avenue.

Then, the dozen or so figures that swept into the black hole in that space were all at the level of the sect master giant.

After half a day.

Hundreds of thousands of monks in the sky disappeared.

The hundreds of thousands of monks who poured into the black hole of space did not land directly in front of the glorious golden temple that reflected ancient and modern times, but landed on an empty and boundless platform.

At the end of the platform, there is a stone stair, one layer upon another, leading directly to the 33rd layer of heaven.

"When you walk to the end of the stone steps, you will definitely see the golden temple."

The old man in the black robe was one of the few cult leaders among the hundreds of thousands of monks present.

He reached out his hand in a whisper, and detained hundreds of monks effortlessly.

The more than 100 monks who were detained by the black-colored robe old man in their big hands had no room for resistance at all, and fell on the stone steps like dumplings.

It is clear at a glance that this dark-colored robe old man standing in the field of the sect master giant wants to test whether there is any mystery on the long stone ladder.

This has suffered for the more than one hundred monks, who were completely manipulated by the old man in the black robe as a puppet.

"Damn old bastard!"

"Damn! This uncle cursed you not to die!"

Some of the more than 100 monks who fell on the stone steps were furious, while others cursed.

"Oh?"

The black-colored robe old man ignored the cursing and slandering of the hundreds of monks and gritted his teeth. The hundreds of monks in his eyes did not seem to have any murderous intentions or terror after falling on the stone steps, and they were alive and kicking.

Seeing this, the black-colored robe old man walked up to the stone steps with confidence and boldness. When he passed a monk who was thrown on the stone steps by him, he flicked his finger and penetrated the soul of the monk, and then shouted:

"This seat asks you to explore the way, this is the creation of you, whoever dares to slander and curse the old man with glaring eyes, don't blame the old man for killing him."

Hearing the sound, more than a hundred monks bowed their heads in anger and dare not speak.

The strong eat the weak, revealing the most vividly at this moment!

Just because the black-colored robe old man is a super powerhouse at the level of a sect master, he can be justified.

Manipulating the life and death of more than 100 cultivators in a sanctimonious manner, and not allowing more than 100 cultivators to show any resentment.

But with the test of the black-colored robe old man, hundreds of thousands of monks present can confidently and boldly walk up the long stone stairs that can't see the end.

...

Hundreds of thousands of cultivators sounds like a lot, but after spreading the distance and distributing them on this magnificent and sacred stone staircase leading to the top of the sky, the picture presented is like hundreds of thousands of ants, struggling in a on the huge staircase.

It's been about half a month.

The hundreds of thousands of monks who climbed the long stone steps turned their heads and saw that they could no longer see the platform.

It was at this time that panicked voices sounded one after another.

Hundreds of thousands of monks who fell into the heights of the long stone steps, including the dozen or so sect master giant-level superpowers, lost their cultivation without exception.

The same is true for Liu Ziyu. His bloodline energy, mana energy, and spiritual energy suddenly disappeared and ceased to exist. It was as if he had gone from the ninth level of the princely realm to an ordinary person overnight.

The rest is this physical body.

Under the spread of panic, some monks wanted to return to the platform, but between the platform and the long stone steps, an invisible barrier was erected at some point.

Without the cultivation base, no one can shake this barrier that cannot be detected by the naked eye.

In other words, the hundreds of thousands of monks who have lost their cultivation power on this long stone ladder can only go forward without a break.

The chaos in Liu Ziyu's body gradually dissipated.

The true face revealed, presented to the field of vision of many monks around.

"It's you!" Liu Ziyu, a great magician, whose pupils changed to lock the chaotic energy outside the body, showed a handsome face: "I didn't expect you to escape the pursuit of Lingtian Divine Son. Yes, you are in Fengshentai. The celestial drum was sounded fourteen times."

"The Heavenly Drum was sounded fourteen times on the Conferred God Platform? Didn't the invincible Beihai Young Master Guixu also sounded the Heavenly Drum fourteen times?"

"I don't know about this, but I have seen this guy outside the Sansheng Stone. The corner of his future revealed on the Sansheng Stone is that he has been in the river of time and smashed the enemy! Such style is far better than the history. All the great emperors in!"

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The monks who had witnessed Liu Ziyu's great display of prowess outside the Sansheng Stone and outside the Conferred God Platform were now discussing and exclaiming loudly.

The dozen or so sect leaders who heard these discussions all stared at Liu Ziyu.

"Bell the celestial drum fourteen times? In the future, you will be able to smite the deadly enemy in the river of time?"

"Impossible! How can this boy be, and the ancient emperor can't fight in the long river of time."

"Which is true or false, just ask this kid."