Longevity: One life at the beginning, cultivation base depends on dogs

When the three of Kun Li heard this, they were stunned again.

Jiang Mu's perspective on the problem is really tricky.

For a long time, Kun Li silently spoke, "Junior Brother Jiang, you understand the Holy Dao Fruit Tree.

"Who knows, let's just watch, how these ancestors subdued this Holy Dao fruit tree."

Wang Teng answered.

Judging from the situation on the scene, with so many ancestors making a joint move, the Holy Dao Fruit Tree should be unable to escape.

The end result is nothing more than a question of how to distribute.

In the distance, the Three Quasi-Saints and many ancestors directly used great mana to block the retreat of the Holy Dao Fruit Tree.

Now it's just catching turtles in an urn.

Joy already appeared on everyone's faces.

The Holy Way fruit tree was forced to the ground.

"All Daoists, strike together to erase the consciousness of this Holy Dao Fruit Tree!"

The Qing Family Quasi-Saint spoke in a deep voice, and at the same time a blue light appeared in his hand.

Seeing this, the others gradually raised their hands and shot towards the Holy Dao Fruit Tree together.

The Holy Dao Fruit Tree had been restrained, and it was impossible to avoid it.

A look of horror appeared on its face.

Although as a holy path fruit tree, being eaten by a monk is its fate that it cannot avoid, but born in heaven and earth, who is willing to be arranged by fate?

But, at the moment, there really isn't anything it can do.

Without the slightest turn, one after another spells hit its body, and with a dazzling light blooming, the Holy Dao Fruit Tree revealed its original appearance.

I saw a small tree two meters tall standing on the earth, its leaves showing crystal clear gold, and its torso resembled an incomparably hard iron rod.

This holy fruit tree looks very peculiar, it has no branches, several golden leaves hang from its straight torso, and at the top hangs a chaotic, fist-sized fruit, in which a ray of light is circulating.

"Holy Dao Fruit Tree True Body!"

Countless onlookers exclaimed, this was the first time they had seen the appearance of the Holy Dao fruit tree.

Moreover, the Holy Dao Fruit Tree exuded a fascinating Dao breath, which made many cultivators' bodies surging.

"Is this the Holy Dao Fruit Tree?"

"It seems to be different from Junior Brother Jiang's guess, it only has one fruit."

Kun Li looked at the Holy Dao Fruit Tree and frowned, "One fruit, so many people, how can you divide it?" "

Even if the others are not divided, three quasi-saints, is it one-third of one person?

Is the incomplete Sacred Dao Fruit Tree enough for the three quasi-saints to step into the ranks of the saints?

Wang Teng pointed ahead and said, "This is a problem that the ancestors should be concerned about, let's not think about it too much."

"But it seems that in addition to the fruit, the leaves and torso of this holy path fruit tree are all treasures!"

This is for sure, anyone can see that this holy path fruit tree is full of treasures.

It's just a pity that such a treasure is estimated to be only able to be divided by those big forces, and most cultivators can only have a full eye.

"No, no one speaks up for the Holy Dao Fruit Tree?"

"Look at its desperate appearance just now, its consciousness has been erased, how miserable."

Jiang Mu looked sad, "Moreover, I will be divided into corpses later."

"But if you can divide me a little, I haven't said anything before."

The three of Kun Li were speechless for a moment, they thought that Jiang Mu's kindness was very angry, it turned out that their eyes were red.

The monks are kind-hearted, but taboo.

You can't be a bad person, but you must not be a good person either.

Our Lady cannot cultivate immortals.

"Brother Jiang, let's not think about this thing, it's not enough for the ancestors to divide it themselves."

Wang Teng pouted.

Although their Wang family is also involved in this matter, it is really difficult to say what they can share.

While the surrounding cultivators were talking, the faces of the three quasi-saints in the sky above the Saint Dao Fruit Tree suddenly changed drastically.

They didn't even have time to make a sound, so they rushed towards the Holy Dao Fruit Tree.

The momentum of the three quasi-saints erupted in full force, and the surrounding ancestors were ejected one after another.

Without having time to think about it, the three of them each grabbed different positions of the Saint Dao Fruit Tree, and the Qing Family Quasi-Saint was the fastest and picked the Dao Fruit.

The Quasi-Saint of the Fanyin Battle Pavilion waved his big hand, wanting to uproot the Saint Dao Fruit Tree.

Then below is a red dust pulling the trunk with one hand.

As a result, the Quasi-Saint of the Sanskrit Battle Pavilion only shook off the leaves of the Holy Dao Fruit Tree.

The three quasi-saints struck, instantly separating the leaves, fruits, and bodies of the holy Dao fruits.

Then, the three of them fled into the distance without looking back.

Almost fleeting.

This sudden change stunned many cultivators who were watching.

They still hadn't figured out why the three quasi-saints were so, and above the heavenly dome, a vast coercion struck from above, causing everyone to crawl on the ground in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a blinding white light almost turned the world white, and the monk who was crawling on the ground wanted to see clearly, but when his eyes looked at the white light, his eyes instantly burst.

"Ah-"

"No-"

Countless cultivators closed their eyes in pain at this moment.

However, it did not stop there, the surrounding temperature rose sharply, and the trees spontaneously combusted for no reason.

Such a blazing heat made even the cultivators of the Tribulation Period feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Boom-

" "Boom-"

As that white light landed, the earth was smashed into a big pit, and the light dissipated, and the blazing heat faded.

Everyone dared to open their eyes, and the white light in front of them turned into a figure, a middle-aged man in a golden dress.

However, no one dared to look at the man in front of him more, and it seemed that if he looked at it more, it would explode.

There is no doubt that the man in front of him is a true saint.

"So it would be a saint?"

Countless cultivators were puzzled in their hearts.

No wonder even the three quasi-saints said to leave, it turned out that they had foreseen the crisis in advance.

"Hehe, it's pretty fast."

The man in golden costume laughed lightly, and then stood up and chased in the direction where the three quasi-saints were gone.

From beginning to end, he did not glance at the monks around him, even because of his intent, so many monks stopped there.

After the gold-robed saint left, he was left in a mess.

The monks who were close to where he had fallen seemed to have experienced a raging fire, their hair was gone, and their clothes turned into powder.

At this moment, no one said anything, until the golden-clad saint left.

"Senior Brother Kun, Wang Teng, Bi Shichen, are you all right?"

Afterwards, Jiang Mu asked about the situation of the three.

"Junior Brother Jiang, we're fine, fortunately, we chose to avoid it in the first place."

Kun Li looked at the cultivators whose eyes burst, and his heart palpitated.

Fortunately, Jiang Mu was the first to notice that things were not good, and pulled them back for a distance.

Just by landing, the white light emitted by the golden-robed saint shone a hundred miles around.

Where they shined, flowers and trees turned into flying ash, and even mountain rocks melted.

Simply not too scary.

No wonder the Three Quasi-Saints would flee without hesitation.

"It seems that this holy path fruit tree is not easy to pick, and the saint from the outer realm actually came so soon."

The four people sighed that there were only three quasi-saints in the Qingzhou Domain, and the appearance of saints could only be from the outer domain.

"Oh, I have to go see how my grandfather is doing, after all, they were the closest to the saint just now."

As soon as Wang Teng patted his head, he was about to fly forward.

"Let's also go see the elders of the sect."

Jiang Mu pondered, it was their elders, to care about whether they were burned by the white light.

The four of them flew forward quickly, only to see the many elders who had been burned into monks and nuns, and some couldn't help it.

But it doesn't seem to be much of a deal.

At this moment, everyone felt a feeling in their hearts, and they all looked up at the sky.

Above the sky dome, many huge starry sky battleships descended, and streams of light streaked by, and it was not difficult to see that it was the figure of one cultivator after another.