"The master is right. The area of Leize is vast, equivalent to the area of more than a dozen Han states in the outside world." Suo Ni interposed at one side.

Hear this, even if is Chu Xuan all for it smack tongue, this Lei Ze also is too exaggerated! What he had in mind was that Reze was only a few Han universities.

"Well, it's like you've been outside. You know how many Han states Leize has." Sun Wukong rarely eat shriveled, unhappy sour road.

Suo Ni bared his teeth with a smile and said, "I must have gone out, but I don't want to be noticed. I'm walking all over the mountains and mountains."

Chu Xuan was not surprised. After all, he was oppressed by Suo Ni in front of the valley where Dixian was hidden. He thought that this guy should be ready to go out for a stroll and met himself, so he warned himself.

In order not to let the person discover the unusual here, estimated just gave up the mind to go out!

Sun Wukong and Suo Ni quarreled with each other on the way, but it was not boring. After flying for two days again, chuxuan and his party finally arrived at the center of Leize.

The central area of Leize is really the scene of the end of the world. The thunder of the millstone is dense, and then it falls in the swamp. On the void, it is also the thunder cloud formed by the thunder condensation. It is as vast and boundless as the thunder converges into the sea.

The aura here is also more rich, but all of it is thunder aura, compact and dense. Like a river, it seems to be tightly compressed together. The air is full of thunder and violent thunder.

The thunder here is more colorful, red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, more than the colorful God thunder color of Chu Xuan.

In the central area of Leize, there is a lake rippling with milky white light waves. In the middle of the lake stands a lightning strike tree, which is as high as a mountain peak. On the top of the lightning wood, there is a green seedling with nine colors.

It is said that the seedlings are actually tens of meters high, just like a towering ancient tree.

Layers of nine color halos are continuously emitting from the seedlings. These nine color halos look mysterious, holy and noble, giving people a feeling of wanting to be close to. On the seedlings, there are 3000 young leaves, each of which is branded by the Tao, showing endless mystery and mystery.

Each young leaf is branded with a kind of Taoist principle, and there is a Buddha's shadow sitting on the leaves, and the chanting sound of the Buddha spreads out.

"This is Is this the seedling of the world tree? " Sun Wukong exclaimed, feeling a shock.

"Yes, this is the seedling of the world tree. It has been like this for thousands of years. I didn't expect that there was no change or growth in the past few thousand years." Suo Ni's eyes also appeared a trace of horror and accident, said in disbelief.

Chu Xuan couldn't help saying: "the seedlings of the world tree represent a world, and all the three thousand roads are born from it. However, this seedling has not yet grown up, so the Tao is not mature."

On the tender leaves of the seedlings of the world tree, there are countless bright drops rolling. All of them are the supreme Tao liquid that comes from the illusion of Tao. If you taste a drop, you will have infinite magical effects and will give people a chance to understand the principles of Tao represented by the tender leaves of Tao.

"Gollum!" Suo Ni obviously knew this. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva, because he couldn't get close to it, let alone take it.