Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

The broken city defense formation could no longer stop the raging power.

The aftermath of the battle between the two masters drove straight in and hit the countless thick branches of the Heavenly Dao Holy Tree.

Suddenly, the densely packed branches like giant pythons all over the capital collapsed and turned into powder one after another.

A large number of branches were destroyed, and the terrible power was about to fall on everyone.

At this moment, both mortals and immortals fell into despair.

Seeing that everyone in this city was about to die.

At this moment, behind Zhao Mu's huge mana incarnation in the sky, a huge tree phantom suddenly appeared.

The next moment, the tree phantom turned into a stream of light and shot into the palace of the capital.

Boom!

The majestic power erupted from the palace, and a big tree grew up somewhere in the palace. It was the national treasure of the Holy Tree Immortal Kingdom, the Heavenly Dao Holy Tree.

The Heavenly Way Holy Tree grew too fast. In the blink of an eye, the tree canopy covered the entire capital city. The countless thick branches and leaves collided with the power falling from the sky again.

But this time, the aftermath of the battle between the two masters failed to break the defense of the Heavenly Way Holy Tree again.

Everyone in the city breathed a sigh of relief. Their legs weakened with lingering fears, and they sat down on the ground.

At this moment, they felt unprecedented fatigue, as if they had never experienced such ups and downs in their lives!

Unlike most people, the Holy Tree Minghui on the top of the city looked gloomy again.

He stared at the Holy Tree of Heaven that covered the capital, gritting his teeth and said, "Duke Xin, did I see it wrong? Is the shadow of the big tree that just appeared behind my eighteenth brother the origin of the Holy Tree of Heaven?"

Li Youlong hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded: "It should be the origin of the Holy Tree, otherwise the power of the Holy Tree of Heaven could not be enhanced to this extent, and it could actually withstand the aftermath of the battle between the two masters!"

"But the origin of the Holy Tree of Heaven is in the hands of my father, how could it fall into the hands of my eighteenth brother?"

Shengshu Minghui's eyes were angry.

Li Youlong opened his mouth and did not speak, but Shengshu Minghui immediately understood the implied meaning.

Why did his eighteenth brother know that the Holy Tree Fairyland was in danger, but he did not take action for decades?

After his father went to the Northern Territory, what price did he pay to persuade his eighteenth brother to take action?

And how could the origin of the Holy Tree, which was usually controlled by the emperors of all generations, appear in the hands of his eighteenth brother?

The answers to these questions seem to have only one explanation.

That was his father, who gave the origin of the Holy Tree to his eighteenth brother, and exchanged the control of the Holy Tree of Heaven for his eighteenth brother's action.

When he thought of this, Shengshu Minghui really wanted to rush to the Northern Territory immediately to question his father why he did this.

Did he want to abolish himself as the prince and let his eighteenth brother ascend the throne in the future?

Even if his eighteenth brother was not interested in the throne, even if he could still ascend the throne smoothly.

Then without the origin of the Holy Tree in his hand, wouldn't the majesty of the imperial power be at least cut in half, and he would have to look at his eighteenth brother's face everywhere in the future?

What's the point of being an emperor?

Shengshu Minghui became more and more angry as he thought about it, but he also felt more and more helpless.

Because he found that he was powerless in the face of this situation. Could he still have the ability to snatch the origin of the Holy Tree from his eighteenth brother?

Shengshu Minghui looked up and looked at Zhao Mu who was fighting with the Buddha of another world in the sky. Feeling the terrible power that erupted when the two fought, he felt deeply desperate.

Regardless of the mood of the Holy Tree Minghui.

The fight between Zhao Mu and the Buddha from another world is gradually becoming more intense.

The two giants stood in the sky, holding the artifacts and constantly attacking each other. The powerful force shook the universe and turned day and night upside down.

However, everyone could see that as the battle continued, the Buddha from another world seemed to be gradually at a disadvantage.

Suddenly Zhao Mu laughed loudly: "Hahaha, Buddha from another world, this sect-suppressing artifact of the Pure Land of Bliss does not belong to you after all. You are not my opponent with it."

"Okay, the fight between us should be over. I don't have time to waste with you here. Go back to your Pure Land of Bliss and retreat!"

As soon as the voice fell, the bright moon in Zhao Mu's hand suddenly shone brightly.

But this time, the light did not illuminate the world, but strangely plunged the whole world into darkness.

The day turned into night in an instant.

And in the night sky, a crescent moon hung high.

Zhao Mu's figure had disappeared, but on the opposite side of the crescent moon, the huge body of the Buddha from another world still held up the Eighteen Pagodas and stood in the air.

"Not good!"

The face of the Buddha from another world changed drastically. He obviously felt the danger and turned around and ran away immediately, but it was too late.

The crescent moon flickered, as if it had echoed with some kind of power, and then countless dark ghosts suddenly appeared in the dark night sky.

These ghosts that merged with the night sky could not be seen by the naked eye.

They caught up with the Buddha from another world in a mysterious and rapid manner, and then pounced on him frantically.

"Ah..."

The Buddha from another world suddenly screamed, and his huge illusory body began to disappear piece by piece, as if something was gnawing at it frantically.

He hurriedly urged the Eighteen Pagodas to fight back.

But just as Zhao Mu said, this artifact was not his after all, so it could not exert its due power at all.

The brilliant Buddha light shot out from the Eighteen Pagodas, constantly melting the surrounding ghosts.

But the speed at which the Buddha's light melted away could not keep up with the speed at which the ghost was generated.

So no matter how the Buddha of another world urged the Eighteen Pagodas, he could not really fight against the ghost, and could only let his illusory body gradually dissipate under the crazy bite of the other party.

Finally, after a few breaths, the illusory body of the Buddha of another world completely collapsed with a wail and dissipated into nothingness.

And the Eighteen Pagodas suddenly shook and turned into streams of light that penetrated the night and shot into the distant sky.

The Pure Land of Bliss.

In the huge Three Buddhas Hall, the Buddha of another world, who was sitting cross-legged on the cushion, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

His face was pale, and he roared angrily: "Holy Tree Mirror, you dare to break my practice, I will fight you to death!"

At this moment, he suddenly felt a deep regret in his heart.

Because of the destruction of the incarnation of the magic power in the previous battle, he suffered a heavy blow directly.

Of course, this kind of injury is not a fatal threat to him, as long as he practices for a period of time, he can recover.

But the key issue is that this trauma directly affected his fusion with Jing Ruozhe's body.

It made his fusion progress regress by more than a hundred years.

In other words, all his efforts in the past hundred years since he came to the Pure Land of Bliss were in vain after this, and he had to start all over again.

If he had known this earlier, he would not have planned to plot against the Holy Tree Mirror.

"Damn it, that guy, the Holy Tree Mirror, must have done it on purpose. Otherwise, he would have hurt me, but why did he have to break my fusion with Jing Ruozhe's body?"

The Buddha of another world became more and more angry as he thought about it, and he wanted to rush to the Holy Tree Fairyland to fight Zhao Mu again.

This time, he really suffered a big loss!