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The clouds of calamity have dispersed, and the Treasure Tree of Merit still stands in the chaos.

Slender roots stretched out from the rhizome, rooted in the chaos, swallowing the darkness in the chaos and the black lightning.

Pure black chaos regenerates at a speed visible to the naked eye.

One by one, the golden light turned into ripples and spread towards the entire chaos.

The power of merit.

At this moment, the merit treasure tree has grown to be as huge as a heaven and earth, and the pale golden power of merit instantly spreads to the entire chaos, enveloping the entire chaos.

The resentful spirits in the chaos began to wail and scream, and eventually, the resentment on their bodies was dissolved by the endless power of merit, and a quiet, peaceful smile appeared on their faces.

A pale sea of blood-colored flowers slowly emerged in the chaos, connecting a huge bridge shadow, and those souls who had been refined stepped on the bridge one after another, entering an unknown world.

Underworld.

Huge merit power surged from all directions and submerged into the merit treasure tree behind Lu Yun.

At this moment, the Meritorious Treasure Tree grew again, swelling to the size of a holy palace.

The power of merit is not only the power on top of the merit tree, but also the merit tree can also make itself grow by absorbing merit from the outside world.

Now, the Meritorious Treasure Tree has grown completely, and every branch and leaf is shining with pale golden brilliance, and one million and eighty thousand meritorious fruits are delicate and beautiful on the Merit Treasure Tree.

Purifying the resentful spirits in the chaos is a great merit, and even Lu Yun did not expect that the merit treasure tree could purify the resentful spirits, and even purify the grievances of those creatures who died in the chaos.

The ghost gate was opened, but the bridge was erected, and the remnant spirits, resentful spirits, and souls that could not be exceeded in the chaos were all sent to the underworld, waiting to be reborn in the sea of flowers on the other side.

Although there is the power of reincarnation in the current underworld, it is not like the reincarnation that turns into substance in the humane hell, and the dead creatures can only be reborn in the flowers on the other side, and then become the creatures in the underworld.

The light of merit shines even brighter than the Chaos Sun over the Chaos Sea.

"There is indeed a treasure that has reached Hongmeng here! This kind of treasure is not something that a chaotic creature like an ant is qualified to have...... Bring it!"

Suddenly, a clear roar came from the depths of chaos, and immediately after, a palm as white as jade poked out of the void and grabbed towards the Meritorious Treasure Tree.

Extraordinary.

Zhuo Bufan's incarnation did not leave Chaos, the last time he was just putting on a show, the purpose of his incarnation coming to Chaos was to investigate the powerhouse of the Third Realm who had not authorized the Nether Realm.

Before the matter is investigated, how can he return to Hongmeng.

It is true that Lu Yun 'insulted' the Purple King, but that was Lu Yun's business, and now that the Purple King is being besieged by the three giants in Hongmeng, how can he bother with this little matter.

Now, when Zhuo Bufan saw this merit treasure tree, he immediately couldn't sit still...... Even if you don't find out who the person who destroyed the Sinking Realm is, it will be a great achievement to bring this treasure back.

At this moment, Zhuo Bufan's big hand was like a world, and he grabbed the trunk of the merit treasure tree, wanting to uproot the treasure tree.

"Look for death. ”

At this time, Lu Yun was standing on the canopy of the Meritorious Treasure Tree, his body shook slightly, and the abyss that was originally covered in this void manifested again.

A huge beast claw poked out of the abyss and slapped it on Zhuo Bufan's hand.

Zhuo Bufan shouted, and the big hand that manifested was instantly defeated.

The next moment, Zhuo Bufan's body manifested from the depths of chaos, his face was a little shocked, looking at the huge beast claw beside Lu Yun.

"Sure enough, there is a third realm powerhouse, the lower realm...... Whoever you are, you must do it today!"

Zhuo Bufan stood in the chaotic void, and there was an extra talisman in his hand, and on this talisman was engraved a big character of dragon flying and phoenix dancing.

There was a rich blood light flashing on this big character, and it exuded a palpitating aura.

'Slash'!

In the chaos, no one knew this word, but the thoughts emanating from this bloody big character were clearly a 'chop' word.

"Broken, broken, broken!"

The dragon in the abyss shuddered violently, "How did Zhuo Bufan bring this treasure down!" As soon as the word 'chop' came out, all Hongmeng-level powerhouses in the lower realm would be beheaded!"

"Little master, I'm afraid I'm going to bother you to take action yourself this time...... If I leave the abyss, I will be killed by him!"

"But don't worry, this slashing order only cuts the souls of the Hongmeng Nether and has not reached the king, and it will not do you any harm!"

The dragon had already retracted its head and front paws, not daring to show its head again.

The blood light emitted from the slashing order had a fatal effect on the dragon, but although this blood light was strong, it could not invade the abyss.

Lu Yun nodded lightly.

With a slight wave of his hand, the Ziling Sword in his hand once again bloomed with Dao Sword Hua.

"Mole ants. ”

Zhuo Bufan looked at Lu Yun, who was showing his sword to him, and couldn't help but sneer: "The Hongmeng creature behind you has been scared to lie in the dog hole and dare not come out, are you here to send him to death?"

At this moment, the bridge is connected to the underworld and chaos, and the endless resentful spirits in the chaos are connected to the underworld and cannot move.

The dragon was so frightened by the chopping order that he didn't dare to show his head, so he could only rely on Lu Yun himself.

In the mouth of the dragon dragon, although Zhuo Bufan is just a straw bale, he is a strong man who has transcended chaos and reached the Hongmeng level after all, and his father is a king.

But at this time, Lu Yun smiled.

He pulled the Ziling Sword in his hand into a sword flower, and then put it away.

"Gave up?"

Zhuo Bufan smiled, and he stretched out his hand again to get the merit treasure tree.

In his eyes, the importance of the Meritorious Treasure Tree was far greater than that Hongmeng monk who was making trouble in the Netherworld.

"Nope. ”

Lu Yun shook his head slightly, "My son is here." ”

"Your son is here?"

Zhuo Bufan was slightly stunned, and then he smiled: "You don't want to say that the Purple King is your son, do you?"

"You want to bluff me twice with the same trick? I'll tell you, even if the Purple King really comes today, I'll take this treasure away!"

"Really?"

As soon as Zhuo Bufan's words fell, a slightly curious voice sounded behind him.

Immediately after that, he was grabbed by a large hand by the neck, and then ...... Zhuo Bufan was shocked to find that his body, which was far away in Hongmeng, seemed to have been picked up by something...... Then he kicked into Chaos, overlapping with his avatar.

Zhuo Bufan's frightened soul flew away.

King!

This is definitely a top king-level powerhouse who has made a move on himself, and only a king can capture the deity through an incarnation.

"Purple ...... Purple King!!"

Zhuo Bufan screamed and almost fainted.

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