Vol 2 Chapter 70: Resurrection of Shenmu!

Chapter 70 The Revival of the Divine Tree!
The bow of the fallen who connected the silk thread flickered with agitation, and his divinity rose sharply, rising to an order. See ‘Mao. Line, Chinese. Text, Net
Houyi praised his father's gaze, which was incredible.
What an existence is this!
It ’s just that the most common silk thread in the clothes on your body has this quality, and it is even better than Laurel.
What mysterious predecessor enveloping the atmosphere of chaos, what kind of supernatural power, the two of them shake in their hearts, I feel that this is really unimaginable!
When Ye Jia saw this, he couldn't help but smile: "Why, do you want this bow of the fallen god?"
Hou Yi heard a stimulus, and then came back to God and said, "Yes, my predecessors are generous, how dare you not."
With that said, he quickly reached out and took the bow of the fallen god, and looked at it in front of him.
I saw this magic bow as a whole body, jade, clean and soft color, exuding a faint cold and aura, at first glance, it is extraordinary.
Houyan's eyes moved, and then she noticed the bowstring made of silk thread on Yega's clothes.
He thought about it, and then reached out and dialed the bowstring.
"Uh-"
Extremely tough!
Houyi was shocked, but did not expect that the bowstring was so tough. Then he reached out his palm, held the bowstring, and pulled back.
"Crunch--"
Extremely difficult, with such force, it is only able to pull the bow string of this bow!
Kuafu, standing aside, was shocked when he saw this, and was speechless.
Hou Yi is the first shooter of the Wu tribe, and his strength is not covered. Apart from that, the amazing arm strength is rarely enemies in the same level.
He had never seen it before, and there was a bow that made Hou Yi so strenuous!
Thinking of this, Kuafu couldn't help but glance at the figure in the chaos breath beside him.
Ancestral Witch is on, what kind of Supreme exists!
Ye Jia didn't care, looked at Hou Yi, and smiled without saying a word.
Houyi looked at the bow of the fallen in his hand. After his face changed several times, he gnashed his teeth and stepped on the body of the bow. Both hands appeared a little radiant, clenched the bowstring, and pulled back hard.
However, in spite of this, Houyi's efforts to suckle milk still can't pull the bowstrings much, at most about 30%.
After seeing this, Houyi could not help but twitch his lips, and said that he had reached the realm of the great witch, and he could not pull the bow full. Could this bow of the fallen sun be filled only by the ancestral witch?
Ye Jia smiled and said, "Houyi, you are dissatisfied with the bow of the fallen sun. But with your talent and diligent practice, this bow will certainly exert great power in your hands."
Houyi listened, put away the bow of the fallen god, and showed firmness in his eyes, and said, "Don't disappoint the expectations of seniors!"
Ye Jia waved his hand in disapproval and said, "You just have to live up to yourselves, you don't have to follow me."
Houyi heard the words for a moment, then hesitated, and then said, "I don't know if the seniors can tell the taboo, so that the younger ones will be rewarded in the future."
Ye Gahaha smiled: "Why do you need to know my name? No one in this world can repay me."
Houyi's expression moved, and he said, "Senior told the junior name, even if he couldn't repay, there was always someone who thanked him."
Ye Jia only said, "If you really want to know, then call me" God "..." After that, he threw his sleeve robe, hit an aura, and involved Houyi and Kuafu in it.
Houyi and Kuafu were too late to react, and they were trapped by the aura of light. There was no trace at the moment, but they were teleported back to the Wu tribe.
On the lunar star, only Ye Jia is here.
He looked at the vast and boundless floodland, and could not help showing a look of laughter and smile, saying with emotion: "This floodland ... seems to be interesting."
After all, he shook his head indifferently, and then he moved his mind, instantly crossed the endless space, and instantly appeared on the northwestern wilderness and Jiuxiao Divine Realm.
Ye Jia stood on top of the divine realm, looking bland as water, and looked around.
But seeing Jiuxiao Divine Realm has the most prosperous vegetation, everywhere is lush and green, the fragrance strikes people, it is really a fairy house!
And these plants are not ordinary things, but those plants and trees who have fallen in the first robbers of dragons and phoenixes.
This kind of greenery, Jiuxiao Divine Realm can definitely be proud of the sky.
However, Ye Jia won a branch of the hibiscus tree and the laurel tree this time, but he had a better variety to add.
After all, the hibiscus tree is the supreme sacred tree born from the sun star, and the laurel is the supreme sacred tree longer than the eclipse star. Both are yin and yang, and both are congenital spiritual roots, which is noble.
Ye Jia smiled slightly, and first took out the branches of the hibiscus tree and floated it in front of him.
"Hua!" He pointed out a little, and saw the flash of Cuimang, the shape of the branches suddenly changed, the root system quickly reproduced the roots, the branches were divided into branches, and the leaves were dense.
In this way, a branch has the appearance of a hibiscus tree.
"Come in!" Ye Jia patted the palm of his hand, and the hibiscus tree fell straight, stopped on the east side of the central Tianzhu, and then took root.
"Birth!" He flicked his palm again, playing a mighty vitality of life, immersed in it.
The hibiscus tree suddenly shined, growing rapidly, zooming in like a blowout, and there was a huge size in an instant, lush and leafy, covering the sky, exuding a strong masculinity, and the tree on the sun star Hardly any difference.
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Ye Jia smiled slightly, and then took out the branches of the laurel tree.
"Hua!" He stretched out a finger to point, and immediately saw the flash of Qingyu Shenguang, the branches suddenly changed, the roots of the cross section quickly multiplied, the branches were divided into branches, and the leaves were luxuriant.
In this way, a branch of a laurel tree becomes a new laurel tree.
"Come in!" Ye Jia patted his palm gently, and the laurel tree fell down, stopped at the west side of the central tentacle, and took root.
"Birth!" He flicked his palm again, playing a mighty spirit of life, submerged in it.
The laurel tree suddenly shines with dazzling brilliance, grows fast, and sprouts new, and the size of the effort is as large as a blink of an eye. The leaves are abundant, the sky is hidden, and the ethereal coldness is almost the same as its body .
In this way, the east and west sides of the central nature tower, there is a hibiscus tree in the east, a laurel tree in the west, one east and one west, one yin and one sun, as if two loyal guards, respectfully waiting on the two side.
Seeing this, Ye Jia nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Yes, yes." With a few thoughts, he went straight back to the center of the heavens and stopped asking foreign affairs.
As the so-called floods and famines do not know the years, the heaven and earth spirits at this time, most of the true immortals, most of them are extraordinary followers and have become enlightened fruit, which is nothing in the world for tens of thousands of years.
In this way, Honghuang has spent tens of thousands of years ...