Chapter 857

"My darling, what is this?"

"Ming" couldn't help taking a breath, opened his eyes, stared at the front, and lost his voice.

There are no prohibitions and traps at all in this ancient tomb. It is unobstructed along the way, and there is no ruggedness. You can't say nothing when you go straight into the depths of the ancient tomb. All kinds of flames in the tomb are also a great test. If ordinary monks don't have good fire treasures, it's almost very difficult to pass those flames, I'm afraid it will be burned to ashes halfway.

However, at the same time, the scene in front of him surprised emperor Shitian.

"What kind of tree is this?" emperor Shi Tian said in surprise.

I saw that in front of me, there was a huge and incomparable area. When I saw the past, it was vast and boundless, as if I couldn't see the edge at a glance. Countless blazing flames burst out on the ground. The flames, like spirituality, kept rolling and condensed into all kinds of magical things, including animals, flowers, trees and strange things. Constantly changing, the brake is strange.

It seems that this is completely in a world of fire.

In the middle of the flame world, there are two huge mulberry trees snuggling together, seemingly born from the same root, just like a loving couple, closely relying on each other. There are ten strong branches on the two mulberry trees. Under these branches, there is a bright golden sun. Golden and unspeakably sacred, the fireworks emitted from above have a breath of the origin of fire. Let emperor Shi Tian smell a dangerous smell.

The tree is about 5000 feet high and has dense leaves. The leaves show red. Each piece naturally forms a strange texture, intertwined, which seems to contain the charm of fire. Moreover, the shape of the leaves is also very strange, showing a variety of lifelike fire crow shapes. It looks like there are countless fire crows on the tree.

Looking at a mulberry tree with ten little suns.

Emperor Shi Tian's mind began to run quickly, and suddenly narrowed his eyes and said: "It is said that there is a big innate spiritual root between heaven and earth, which is called Fusang wood. Fusang wood is named after two identical mulberry trees growing from the same spiritual root. It is the first fire walking divine wood in the world. A royal family with three feet of gold and black in our demon family is bred from Fusang wood. Unexpectedly, this should be the innate spiritual root Fusang divine wood."

He felt a great shock in his heart. Fusang sacred wood is not easy. It has the same rank as the flat peach tree. Look at the ten little suns hanging on the tree. They are Fusang fruits. As long as you take one, you can immediately give birth to the sun god pulse in your body and cultivate it for thousands of miles a day. Moreover, the golden ebony eggs condensed by the ten golden ebony in the meteorite God abyss in those years should be broken The shell comes out and is about to bathe in the purest source of fire in Fusang sacred wood, before it can be completely born.

Even a mulberry leaf falling from the tree is a rare treasure.

"Yes, this must be the legendary Fusang sacred tree. I didn't expect it to appear here. If it can be moved to the ten thousand demon city, it will immediately benefit countless demon families practicing fire skills in the ancient city."

"Ming" screamed, and his eyes began to shine brightly.

"Look, what's that?"

However, after looking carefully, Ming shouted.

At the top of Fusang sacred wood, there is a huge bird's nest. The bird's nest is hundreds of feet in size. It is woven from glittering and translucent red vines. The weaving technique is extremely fine, which makes the bird's nest not a little rough, but a strange beauty. It is like the most perfect art.

The bird's nest is shrouded in countless blazing golden flames. Almost all of them are the purest real sun fire. They burn brightly and don't know what the material of the bird's nest is. Under the burning of the real sun fire, they not only don't burn into ashes, but become more crystal and more magical.

The flame in the bird's nest is the most blazing position in the whole Fuso wood.

It can be clearly seen that countless kinds of flames are pouring into the bird's nest rapidly, which seems to be swallowed up by some strange force. The bird's nest is like a terrible black hole, crazy sweeping the power of countless flames.

"The bird's nest must be a sacred object. Even thousands of flames can't completely burn it into ashes. It must be a rare treasure between heaven and earth. Emperor madman, if you have the opportunity, you must get this Fusang sacred wood together with the bird's nest. Unexpectedly, there will be such a sacred object in this ancient tomb."

"Ming" made no secret of his intention, and opened his mouth and shouted.

Emperor Shitian didn't do it immediately. He said that being indifferent was false. Fusang sacred wood, no matter where it was placed, was an unparalleled treasure in the world. However, such an ancient tomb stood here, but no one took it away. It can be seen that the Fusang sacred wood in front of us is definitely not as simple as what we see now.

Quack, quack!!

Just then, suddenly, a hoarse and ugly cry appeared in emperor Shitian's ear again.

"It's the fire crow." Ming said in surprise.

"On the hibiscus tree." emperor Shitian immediately looked into the bird's nest at the top of the hibiscus tree. He heard it very clearly. The fire crow's cry just came from the huge bird's nest. He had a gifted magic power - the ear of the wind, amazing ear power, and would never hear it wrong.

Ho!!

Without thinking about it, the whole body floats out of thin air, rises rapidly in the air, and rises up inch by inch. He wants to see with his own eyes what kind of mysterious existence there is in the bird's nest. Vaguely, in the bird's nest, he felt an unusually vague and dangerous smell. It seems that there is a great devil in it.

Quickly rose to four or five thousand feet high and looked directly inside.

Suddenly, the bird's nest had a panoramic view.

However, the sight made emperor Shi Tian's eye pupil contract violently. My mind couldn't help beating violently. In front of him was a young man in a golden Flamingo Taoist robe. He seemed to know his arrival. When he saw him face to face, he showed his teeth and smiled silently.

"Here you are." a voice with a very strange cordial breath sounded in emperor Shitian's ear.

That voice made the listener feel good involuntarily.

"Who are you?"

Emperor Shi Tian was not afraid. In his eyes, he burst out a fascinating light. What he cultivated was the power of desire and the firmness of mind. Even those who were stronger than him were the same. He did not shake his mind because of a word. He just glanced quietly in the bird's nest. His face did not change, but he was secretly frightened in his heart.

In the bird's nest, the young man in Taoist robes sat inside. However, on his body, there were dark chains that bound his hands, feet, even his neck and body one by one. On every iron chain, there are countless mysterious runes flashing. In each rune, there are countless disasters changing and even disillusioning. It seems that countless disasters are connected, one after another, in a continuous cycle.

Bind the Taoist priest in the bird's nest and connect with the ten thick branches on the Fusang sacred tree at the other end of the iron chain. Let the young man in the bird's nest, can't break free at all.

Moreover, the force of countless disasters poured into his body along the iron chain. In its body, there is an amazing vast force surging. The blazing and domineering sun's true force shuttles back and forth in one meridians.

Its appearance can be said to be a beautiful man. Anywhere, it is an object that makes thousands of women scream and go crazy. The friendly smile around the corners of the mouth makes people naturally feel close and friendly as long as they see it. It has unimaginable amazing charm.

And on top of it.

However, there is a golden magic pot, suspended in the air and rotating. On the surface of the magic pot, there are countless pictures of fire crows, lifelike and real. The magic pot seems to have magical power. During the rotation, all kinds of flames around it are rolled into the pot like a tide.

In the pot, there were faint audible crows.

The smell is hidden and profound. It seems to contain the terrible power of destroying heaven and earth.

Hiss!!

Emperor Shitian was nothing, but the 'Ming' in the hell prison couldn't help taking a breath and said, "this is the innate treasure - the crow pot!! no wonder, no wonder I met millions of crows on the flame mountain just now. It turned out that there was this crow pot here."

The ten thousand crow pot is not an ordinary innate treasure. It has the magical power of swallowing all kinds of flames and condensing Miraculous Fire crows. As long as there is a flame, it can continuously refine countless fire crows. These fire crows are a kind of strange life. After condensing, they can continue to advance.

The most terrible thing is that once a million fire crows set up a million crows array, even heaven and earth can be burned into ashes in an instant. It is said that a great demon God was killed in this battle.

The owner of this ten thousand crow pot is an ancient demon God of the demon family in ancient times - owned by God crow Daojun.

"I am the Lord of God."

The young man tied in the bird's nest smiled and said. His eyes looked carefully at emperor Shitian, and there seemed to be a trace of different color in his eyes. He said, "I didn't expect that there would be a strong descendant like you in our demon family since ancient times. There should be the Taoist practice of ancient heavenly demons. It's not easy to cultivate this realm in the world of heaven."

"You are my demon family's elder God, Lord crow?" emperor Shitian did not have any joy in his praise, nor did he face the trembling millet of the ancient demon God and the incomparable strong. He is now a demon emperor, and his status is not much better than the incomparable strong. Respect belongs to respect. There is no reason to be afraid.

At the same time, I quickly asked "Ming" in my mind: "what was the reputation of the God crow Taoist king in ancient times?" (to be continued, please visit www.qidian.com for more chapters to support the author and genuine reading!)