In the hall, everyone examined Ye Lingtian's elders, and his words were clear without asking.

They have to ask clearly the principles of Wood God and Spirit Spring.

"Do you want to listen to the truth or to lie?"

Ye Lingtian's expression was faint.

"Why did Mr. Ye say this? It's naturally the truth."

The elders' suspicious words.

"It's better not to listen to the truth."

Ye Lingtian frowned.

"This is not possible. The safety of the Jing clan is in the hands of Mr. Ye. We must have independent understanding."

Another elder spoke.

"When the Jing tribe is established, it must be related to the Yue tribe."

Ye Lingtian said lightly.

What?

In an instant, the elders had an expression of anger in their eyes.

In the temple is abandoned clan of the Gods Realm.

In this domain, the supreme is rampant and the evil spirits are violent. No matter whether it is a good or bad word, it can be called the realm of gods. The abandoned clans can be seen in ancient times.

There is also one place where the Moon Clan rises in the West Mountains, and the surrounding temples are naturally familiar with the Moon Clan.

But I really know that the Moon Clan is terrible. Even if it is a domain like Xingguo, it is only Danyang Palace Master or the Great Emperor, and I have some understanding.

This temple is even further away from the West Mountain, but any clan tribe knows that the moon tribe is terrifying.

The competition between all races is extremely hostile. If a clan is related to the moon race, it will only become an enemy of all races.

The elders were naturally furious.

"You know what I'm talking about?"

Ye Lingtian didn't care. Later, the four elders looked at each other, but the anger gradually faded away.

"I hope Mr. Ye, don't disclose this matter."

After waiting for a moment, one of the elders was quite embarrassed and still spoke, so naturally this was a default.

Later, one of the elders explained the details.

The ancient clan of the Jing clan, whose blood was driven by the strong, once fought with the Moon clan.

It was originally a withered clan. As cannon fodder, it was impossible for it to fight with the moon clan. Even if it was not completely wiped out, it would be impossible to return to the old territory.

Since then, he has hidden his identity and is wandering outside.

The clan was originally no less than millions, but when it was in the territorial realm, it gradually became only hundreds of creatures.

But after a rare storm in the realm, it fell to the place where the Wood God was, where the Wood God was located.

The wood god has no roots and no foundation, but has vitality, so it is naturally a divine object.

Relying on Lingquan, from then on, the Jing tribe continued to migrate and millions of tribes were restored.

"At present, your clan seems to be prosperous, but in fact it is no different from the moon clan, including the law of reproduction."

Ye Lingtian frowned.

The customs of the Jing tribe and the new life must be bathed in the spiritual spring. In fact, the heavenly veins of his formation are searched at will in the realm.

The reason is known.

There are male cultivators in the Jing clan, but they will not be like the Yue clan. Both male cultivators are destroyed, and female cultivators do not have the ability to pass on their inheritance.

Their only inheritance law is to constantly assimilate more female cultivators, otherwise they will disappear.

The so-called inheritance rules of the Jing tribe do not rely on the combination of male and female cultivators.

But when a certain time limit is reached, female cultivators can naturally pass on their legacy after walking into the Lingquan.

The children of the Xinjing tribe went to the Lingquan to take a bath, which was just a trick.

In addition, the Jing tribe's people have weak expansion power and strong defense power.

In fact, it is the people of the Jing tribe who cannot leave the realm of the spiritual spring breath.

It has similarities with the Moon Clan, its breath is soaked and intimidating all clans.

The elders were asked by Ye Lingtian, and everyone looked ugly.

The Yue clan is the common enemy of all races. If they are known by other clans, they will definitely die.

"Please teach me how to wait, Mr. Ye."

The elders were extremely pious.

"I want to see again."

Ye Lingtian said lightly.

...

The giant tree stood quietly, and Ye Lingtian watched and watched.

The realm of the Jing tribe is filled with the atmosphere of the Moon tribe, which others cannot perceive, so it is easy for him to do so.

What he needs to know is why the invasion of the Moon Clan that no one can stop, with the help of the Wood God, the Jing Clan can escape from Shengtian.

In the next breath, the formation of heavenly veins was activated again and forced into the wood god.

boom!

The body is shocking, and the power in it is definitely not something he can manipulate and decipher.

The power of the restriction is not the cloak of the Moon Clan, which can conceal everything, but it is neither affected by the cracks he perceived or the breath of the Moon Clan.

There seems to be only one possibility, the inheritance of the Kingdom of God.

"It's true!"

In the giant tree, consciousness fluctuates.

The things that are not alive and immortal are transmitted from consciousness and communicate with Ye Lingtian continuously.

"Are you a Wood God?"

Ye Lingtian is prepared to ask.

"What a joke, I used to be a seedling, but now it is a dead tree. Once upon a time, I was in that small garden..."

In the land of the gods, the supreme roams, and thousands of gods float in the sky. In the vast ocean, the sea of ​​starships is even more vast than the vast ocean.

At the same time, giant ships flew past, roaring chariots, and above each chariot, there were countless powers of stars.

On top of the chariot, any strong man seemed to be able to pick stars.

In every move, any strong person can also destroy the realm.

In the Kingdom of God, a small city in the suburbs, a small seedling is growing, which is a dusty memory.

All living things and creatures are unstoppable to the invasion of the Moon Clan.

However, he was a slave to the Kingdom of God, because only the practitioners of the Kingdom of God could not pose a threat to it.

The waves rippled slightly, and Ye Lingtian was watching, only on the huge dead branches of the Wood God, breaking through the bark peeling, and a little cold star rose.

The object is obviously a fragment of a spiritual treasure.

It floated in front of Ye Lingtian.

The cold star locked in the three-inch domain, but Ye Lingtian dared not ignore it easily.

Just because he had a little sense, he knew that there was the power to freeze all things inside.

His ice refining method is not worth mentioning before him.

"This is Qian Hanjun. I passed by me and dripped with ice crystals from sword dust. I refined countless times before I took it for myself. Now I give it to you."

The Wood God sighed continuously, and there were regrets and seemed to be many reliefs.

"What's the meaning?"

Ye Lingtian was a little suspicious.

"Although I am just a small seedling, what I see is the law of the Kingdom of God. When you come, the cold star will be formed, and you can control and crack the power of my control of the Spirit Spring. Isn't it destined to be in the dark?"

The Wood God sighed again.

In an instant, the sighs gradually became dim.

Ye Lingtian frowned. The rootless wood and the sourceless water have no truth.

It has existed for a long time and is supported by the will. His arrival will free his will, which is also a collapse.

All living beings in the Kingdom of God are destroyed, and the Wood God exists alone. Perhaps it should not have existed in reality.

The rattle sound continued, the giant tree became decay, it collapsed rapidly, and became interstellar dust.

The new sprouts disappear, and the vines that climb the wood god grows quickly climb faster.

They all climbed onto the spiritual spring and stood up layer by layer.
Chapter completed!