God Emperor

While at the Temple of Truth, Zhang Ruochen heard the conversation between the Holy Book Talent and Mu Lingxi and learned something about Huang Yanchen.

I thought she was dead.

He never expected that he would see her again in such a place, with such an identity, and under such circumstances.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

Seeing that something was wrong with Zhang Ruochen's state, Feng Yan couldn't help but ask.

Now that the enemy is facing us, not only the dead, but also god-eating insects, it will undoubtedly be dangerous to lose focus.

Hearing Feng Yan's voice, Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but come back to his senses, withdraw from the complicated thoughts, slowly loosen his clenched fingers, exhale lightly, and said: "It's okay, I just suddenly remembered something."

Hearing this, Feng Yan couldn't help but feel relieved. He was really afraid that something would go wrong with Zhang Ruochen at this time.

Zhang Ruochen seemed stunned just now, which really shocked him.

"She is Prajna, and she is the one who asked those two fatal holy guards to deal with you." Ji Fan thought to himself.

After suppressing the man and woman who possessed the Great Holy Elephant Soul and the Great Holy Dragon Soul, it was Ji Fanxin who took action to obtain information from their souls.

The most valuable piece of information is that Prajna, one of the three goddess candidates of the Destiny Temple, appears in Xianji Mountain, indicating that the Destiny Temple is behind the arrangement of Xianji Mountain.

"Prajna."

Zhang Ruochen read the name softly and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure standing on the back of Jiu Xuanwu again.

Looking at Zhang Ruochen for a moment, Prajna looked away, looking very calm, as if nothing had happened.

As soon as Prajna appeared, the three white-robed priests immediately stood respectfully behind him. Even though their cultivation had reached the Lin Dao realm, they still did not dare to be disrespectful to Prajna at all.

Even if Prajna cannot become the goddess of the Temple of Destiny in the future, her status in the Temple of Destiny will still be extremely high, which is definitely beyond their comparison.

"Boom."

The death altar was struck by forces from the ground and shook violently.

What struck the altar of death was none other than the God-Eating Insect.

A large number of God-Eating Insects all emit blue firelight, illuminating the underground space, making it look like a dream.

The Death Knights who were originally hiding in the darkness showed their figures one after another and rushed to the altar for fear of being attacked by the God-Eating Insects.

Just watching their companions being burned to ashes was really frightening to them.

They are indeed not afraid of death, but they don't want to die worthless either.

"Sir, the god-eating insects are hitting the altar, and the altar is becoming more and more unstable. What should we do?" a white-robed priest asked nervously.

Even attacks at the level of the Immortal Monarch can hardly cause damage to the Death Altar. However, these inconspicuous God-Eating Insects can threaten the Death Altar. Looking at their posture, they are simply going to eat the Altar as food.

Prajna did not show any signs of panic, and said calmly: "The Jietian Shenmu practices the way of life, and it can be called the nemesis of the dead. The God-Eating Insects have the same origin as the Jietian Shenmu, so they naturally have similar abilities. Don't worry, I will conquer them. "

"Roar."

The nine-headed Xuanwu roared, controlled the Styx, and swept towards the God-Eating Insect.

In the blink of an eye, all the God-Eating Insects that emerged from the dark void were wrapped in the Styx.

Being impacted by the water of the Styx, those God-Eating Insects that wanted to fly out were suppressed and forced back underground again.

Without the God-eating Insects, the underground space became very dark again, and the strong evil spirit of death filled the air.

However, due to the impact of the God-Eating Insects, there was obviously a problem with the operation of the Death Altar. In a short period of time, it should no longer be able to draw the power of recovery.

With a movement of his body, Prajna flew off the back of the Nine-headed Xuanwu, flew out of the death altar, and rushed into the dark void below the death altar.

"The sacred tree that connects the sky is the legendary spiritual root of heaven and earth in the Kunlun realm. If I can get it, I will definitely become a god in the future." Bi Yunhai's eyes flashed.

Even great sages and gods would inevitably be tempted by such a divine object and long for it.

Without any hesitation, Biyunhai used his body technique and turned into a stream of light, heading straight towards the dark void.

With the divine object in front of him, he could no longer care about anything else. Even the Baihua Fairy could only be left behind for the time being.

"Anyone who dares to come close will be killed without mercy."

The white-robed priest with vertical eyes between his eyebrows shouted coldly.

The shadow of the god of death stretched out a hand, and the massive death thoughts condensed into a hell dragon, and it rushed towards the sea of ​​blue clouds with its teeth and claws.

A sharp light flashed in the eyes of Biyunhai, and Bihaiqingkong used his palm to condense a stormy wave and hit the black dragon of hell.

"boom."

The black dragon of hell defeated the waves, and then a dragon claw was imprinted on Biyunhai's chest.

Biyunhai immediately flew out, spitting out a mouthful of blood, obviously being injured again.

"You don't overestimate your capabilities." The white-robed priest with vertical eyes between his eyebrows sneered.

Bi Yunhai covered her chest and almost spat out a mouthful of blood again. She was so angry.

He originally thought that there was something wrong with the death altar and there was no big threat. He never thought that he could still be easily injured.

Zhang Ruochen, Ji Fanxin and others were all watching, which undoubtedly made him lose face.

Many thoughts quickly flashed through my mind, and the sea of ​​blue clouds suddenly rose into the sky and let out a long roar: "The Heaven-Connecting Sacred Tree in Kunlun Realm is still alive, and it is under the Xianji Mountain."

Since he couldn't break in by himself, he simply muddied the water and involved more people.

As for who can win the Heaven-Connecting Sacred Tree in the end, it all depends on their own methods.

The voice of Biyunhai instantly spread across thousands of miles, and everyone in Xianji Mountain could hear it clearly.

"The spiritual roots of heaven and earth in the Kunlun world are not dead yet."

"The Heaven-Connecting Divine Tree can be called the oldest living being in the Kunlun world. It is extremely powerful and possesses countless secrets. If you can obtain it, you will be able to become a god soon."

"The sacred tree that connects to the sky is the nemesis of my dead race. It is the way to practice life. It must not be allowed to be obtained by people in the heavenly realm. It must be snatched."

"The sacred tree that connects the sky was cut off a hundred thousand years ago, and its whereabouts are unknown after that. It turns out that it is in Xianji Mountain. This trip is well worth it."

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Hearing the words "Connecting the Divine Tree", no matter from the heaven or hell side, they were extremely moved and had no intention of continuing the fight.

There was a tacit understanding. The two sides stopped fighting and rushed towards the central area of ​​Xianji Mountain. No one wanted to miss this great opportunity.

In the underground space, Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly. It was really not a good thing to spread the news that Biyunhai would connect the sacred tree to the sky.

The more powerful people there are, the more difficult it will be to collect the trunk of the sacred tree that connects the sky.

Zhang Ruochen turned his head, looked at Feng Yan, Xiang Chunan and Pei Yutian, and said: "The space where the trunk of the sacred tree is located is full of dangers. You'd better not go in. If possible, find a way to destroy the death altar. If the situation If it’s not right, then retreat immediately and leave me alone.”

After thinking about it, Zhang Ruochen took out a space teleportation scroll and said, "You guys take this space teleportation scroll in case you need it."

No matter what, he couldn't let his brother take risks. After all, this matter had nothing to do with them.

"Brother, what are you talking about? The more dangerous it is, the more we should advance and retreat with you, otherwise what kind of brothers are we?" Xiang Chunan glared.

Feng Yan, on the other hand, reached out to take the space teleportation scroll, held Xiang Chunan's shoulders, and said: "Third brother, listen to the elder brother. Both of us are still too weak. Even if we follow in, we won't be able to help. Instead, we may become If you are a burden, you might as well stay outside so that you can still take care of your big brother at the critical moment."

"But..." Xiang Chunan was obviously unwilling to give in.

Feng Yan said: "Don't worry, time is tight, we can't delay any more, brother, be more careful."

Zhang Ruochen nodded: "Don't worry, nothing will happen. Fairy, let's go."

Ji Fanxin didn't say anything, and simply rushed out with Zhang Ruochen. She was more eager to get the trunk of the sacred tree than Zhang Ruochen.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen and Ji Fanxin flash over, the three white-robed priests immediately tried to stop them. The shadow of death waved the black scythe, cut through the space, and moved towards the two men at an unimaginable speed.

In an instant, the black sickle passed through the hearts of Zhang Ruochen and Ji Fan, but did not touch them.

With the help of space movement, Zhang Ruochen appeared directly above the dark void with Ji Fanxin, and then rushed in without hesitation.

"hateful."

Seeing that they could not stop Zhang Ruochen and Ji Fanxin, the three white-robed priests were extremely angry.

There was no way, Zhang Ruochen's space methods were mysterious and unpredictable, and the Death Altar temporarily lost contact with Xianji Mountain. Unable to suppress this space, they could only watch Zhang Ruochen and Ji Fanxin break in.

However, they all know how terrifying Prajna's strength is, and even if Zhang Ruochen and Ji Fanxin follow him in, they will definitely not get any benefits.

Biyunhai's face also looked a little ugly. Zhang Ruochen and Ji Fanxin went in, but he was blocked outside. When Xuanyuan Likong and others arrived, they would definitely laugh at him.

On top of the evil spirit, Feng Yan, Xiang Chunan and Pei Yutian stood, looking upward.

"It came really fast, let's step aside first." Feng Yan said.

The evil spirit immediately swung its huge body and flew towards the dark corner, hiding temporarily to avoid becoming the target of public criticism.

Of course, they are not afraid of anyone. With the evil spirits and Xiang Chunan's metal magic crown, they may not be unable to fight against the top experts.

What's more, they still have space to teleport the scroll. If they really encounter trouble, they can just leave here and no one can do anything to them.

Therefore, they are very calm now, just like bystanders, watching the development of the situation.

"Uh-huh."

"Uh-huh."

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Figures descended from the sky, with holy energy, demonic energy, evil energy of death... all kinds of powerful forces filling the air.

Everyone's eyes were directed towards the dark void beneath the death altar.

Although no god-eating insects appeared at this moment, there were traces of the holy wood spirit energy flowing out, and even a few strands of divine wood energy were mixed in, which restrained the evil spirit of death.

Anyone can feel it, with a strong breath of life pouring out from the dark void, which seems a bit incompatible with the environment here.