"Give me a place to tidy up in the core area."

Purple Ginseng quickly accepted the order and left.

As the first grass elf under Xu Junming's command, Zi Shen is also his named disciple.

He is also the only disciple who followed Xu Junming through time and space and came to the medieval era.

The Immortal Island of Creation is blessed by Xu Junming's forbidden space law. Although it seems to be only a hundred acres in size, its interior is tens of billions of miles wide.

And because it has been baptized by Taichu's innate spiritual energy all the year round, as well as the cultivation of many top-grade innate spiritual root elixirs and top-grade innate spiritual root elixirs, the soil on the island has become the most suitable spiritual soil for the growth of spiritual roots.

"Teacher, it's sorted."

After nodding, he raised his right hand.

The hollow willows slowly flew down and soon took root in the fairy island.

Under the nourishment of rich spiritual energy, there are gradually signs of growth.

Looking at the vigorously growing congenital Polygonum multiflorum and Huangzhongli next to him, Xu Junming felt extremely satisfied.

Counting the newly acquired hollow willows and the tenth-grade green lotus planted in the Creation Spirit Pond, he already had four top-grade innate spiritual roots in his hands.

Of course, even if they are both of the highest quality, there are differences between them.

The most precious ones are undoubtedly the hollow willow and yellow plum.

The innate polygonum multiflorum comes second.

The tenth grade Qinglian is the worst.

If it is a twelfth-grade green lotus, it can be compared with yellow plums and hollow willows.

"Almost forgot."

Xu Junming's finger formula transformation.

The next moment, overwhelming water fell from the sky.

With a flash of inspiration from the hollow willow, all the water disappeared.

"Now I can earn a lot of merit from water control." Xu Junming said happily.

The internal space of the hollow willow is 30,000 times that of the Hunyuan Divine Gate. Even if it cannot contain all the floods, it can at least reduce it by half.

This is a great merit that pours forth from heaven.

After getting excited, he calmed down quickly.

You can do things, but you can't do them this way.

In the prehistoric world, including the Heavenly Dao Hongjun, there were six saints, and there were even more powerful Hunyuan powers.

One Daluo True Immortal eliminated nearly half of the flood.

Even a fool will realize that there must be something fishy.

When the time comes, his merits may not be obtained, but he will be killed first.

"In the final analysis, the strength is still too weak."

Go back outside.

With a wave of his hand, Hunyuan Shenmen instantly turned into a million-foot golden ship.

The next moment, endless water flowed in and was taken into the Hunyuan Void from the bottom of the boat. And the water flow in the Hunyuan Void was taken away by the hollow willow.

Xu Junming stood on the bow of the boat.

Overlooking the rushing water.

"That's it, as much water as you can collect."

With a thought in his heart, the golden boat quickly sailed in the direction of Mount Buzhou. Due to the rapid absorption of the water flow, the vortex formed also disappeared with it.

Not long after, I suddenly noticed something strange in my heart.

Tens of millions of miles away, Xu Junming's Ruyi body had just put away the body of a great demon.

A brilliant sword light struck him like lightning.

Behind the giant flag was fierce, and a long black knife slashed through it like lightning.

'boom'!

There was a huge earthquake.

The scattered sword energy and sword energy, and the aftermath of the explosion, shook a million miles around.

For a time, the turbid waves surged into the sky, turning the world upside down, and it lasted for a long time.

Xu Junming's heart moved and he stood up from the ground.
Chapter completed!