C1477 creative power
C1477 creative power
The old man suddenly had a look of interest on his face, as he stood in the distance and considered Wu Hao carefully.
Facing the might of the Primal Chaos Tree, the seven palace masters moved far away, while the rest of the holy ship's crew gathered around Dragon Slaying.
"Captain, the holy ship is destroyed, what should we do?"
The crew members were flustered as they asked Dragon Slaying.
Without holy ship, with the length of the Holy River, even if they were to die from exhaustion, they wouldn't be able to fly over.
This was because, it was really too far away. Before they could even fly to the Saint realm, they had already exhausted all of their reserves of origin ability energy. As they traced back to the Holy River, they were torn apart by the violent law of darkness.
"Heh …" "Don't worry, there's always a way!" Dragon Slayer was extremely calm. When he heard his subordinate's words, not only did he not panic, he even laughed lightly. This caused his subordinates to be unable to make heads or tails of it.
Ye Zichen looked at him in shock. He didn't know what Ye Zichen was doing.
"All of you, stand here and don't move. This old man will go over and talk to him!"
Dragon Slayer looked at Wu Hao who was below the Primal Chaos Tree, and warned her subordinates.
At this moment, Wu Hao, who had used a Primal Chaos Tree to repel the seven great palace masters, was sitting cross-legged on top of the root hairs beneath the Primal Chaos Tree with his eyes closed.
The Primal Chaos Tree's roots were frantically extracting the darkness origin of the Holy River, giving him time to cultivate before reaching the peak of the Martial God Realm.
At that time, he would be able to seek the Sage Bestowal's fortune.
However, before he could even calm down, a ripple came from the sky. He slowly opened his eyes and noticed the captain of the holy ship s flying towards him.
Subconsciously, Wu Hao looked at the other party.
There was no reverence, nor were there any other emotions. In short, his gaze towards Dragon-slaying was surprisingly calm.
"Youngster, are you a member of the Sacred Family?"
Slaughtering Dragon came in front of him, looked at him as well as the towering tree in front of him, and slowly asked.
"This sovereign isn't a member of the Sacred Family. I wonder what the Sacred Family is like. If there's nothing else, please don't bother me!"
Wu Hao replied to him coldly without even raising his eyes.
As he said that, as if he suddenly thought of something, his words paused for a moment, and then he continued, "Oh! Right, I will return the holy ship to you! "
Saying that, with a thought, the Primal Chaos Tree suddenly opened up his branches like a man-eating flower, and spat out a whole holy ship.
Looking at the complete holy ship, which was not the least bit damaged, not only was Dragon Slaying looked shocked, even the people in the distance could not help but go into an uproar.
"This... What was going on? Hadn't the holy ship been destroyed by the towering tree just now? How to... Why is it still unharmed? "
"Mo …" "Could it be that I am hallucinating?"
"Illusion? This is impossible! If we were to talk about illusions, it is impossible for everyone to have the same illusion, not to mention that quite a number of our brothers have died! "
"Then what's going on?"
"There's something fishy about this. It seems like that kid isn't simple, and there's also that towering tree …"
All the captains were discussing.
The old man checked the holy ship and found it to be completely unharmed. He immediately laughed.
"It is indeed a holy tree. It is said that the holy tree possesses the power of Creation and can create all things. The holy ship were clearly damaged, but they were perfectly restored. Only the holy tree in this world can do this!"
Tu Long said excitedly.
Hearing that, Wu Hao slightly lifted his eyelids to look at him.