When he was in the Temple of Truth, Zhang Ruochen heard the conversation between the talented woman in the Holy Book and Mu Lingxi, and learned something about Huang Yanchen.

I thought she was dead.

I never thought that I would see her again in such a place, such an identity, or such a situation.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Is it okay!"

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen was in a bad state, Feng Yan couldn't help asking.

Now that the enemy is in front of you, not only the dead clan, but also the god-eating insect. It will undoubtedly be very dangerous to be distracted.

Hearing Feng Yan's voice, Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but come back to his senses and withdrew from his complicated thoughts. His ten fingers held tightly slowly loosened, exhaled lightly, and said, "It's okay, I just suddenly remembered something."

Upon hearing this, Feng Yan couldn't help but feel relieved. He was really afraid that Zhang Ruochen would have any problems at this time.

Just now, Zhang Ruochen seemed to be crazy, which really scared him.

"She is Prajna, and she asked the two desperate holy guards to deal with you." Jifan said in his heart.

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

The most valuable information is that Prajna, one of the three goddess candidates in the Temple of Destiny, appeared in Xianji Mountain, indicating that the layout of Xianji Mountain is controlled by the Temple of Destiny behind the scenes.

“Prajna.”

Zhang Ruochen chanted this name softly, and his eyes turned to the familiar and unfamiliar figure standing on the back of the nine-shou Xuanwu.

After looking at Zhang Ruochen for a moment, Prajna retracted her gaze and seemed very calm, as if nothing had happened.

As soon as Prajna appeared, the three white-robed priests immediately stood behind them respectfully. Even though their cultivation had reached the realm of the Dao, they still did not dare to disrespect 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 be extremely high and will not be comparable to them.

"Rumbling."

The death altar was shaking violently by the force underground

It is not other things that hit the altar of death, but the God-Devouring Worm.

A large number of god-eating insects all emitted blue fire, illuminating the underground space, looking like a dream.

The Death Knights who were originally hiding in the dark all appeared and flew to the altar, fearing that they would be attacked by the God-Devouring Worm.

Just now, watching their companions burned to ashes really shocked them.

They are indeed not afraid of death, but they do not want to die worthless.

"Sir, the god-eating insect is hitting the altar, and the altar is becoming more and more unstable. What should we do?" A white-robed priest said nervously.

Even the attack at the level of the Immortal Great Saint is difficult to damage the death altar. But these inconspicuous god-eating insects can threaten the death altar. Judging from the situation, it is simply to eat the altar as food.

Prajna did not show any panic and said calmly: "The way of practicing the way of life in the heavenly divine wood is called the nemesis of the dead clan. The god-eating insect and the heavenly divine wood are of the same origin, so naturally they also have similar abilities. There is no need to worry, I will subdue them."

"roar."

The nine-headed Xuanwu let out a low roar, manipulating the Styx, sweeping towards the God-Devouring Worm.

In the blink of an eye, all the god-eating insects that gushed out of the dark hole were wrapped in the Styx River.

Under the impact of the Styx River water, the god-eating insects that wanted to fly out were suppressed and forced back to the ground.

Without the God-Devouring Worm, the underground space became very dark again, and a rich evil spirit of death spread.

However, under the impact of the God-Eating Worm, the operation of the Death Altar obviously has problems and it should not be able to absorb the power of recovery in a short period of time.

As soon as his body moved, Prajna flew away from the back of the nine-headed Xuanwu, and flew out of the death altar, rushing into the dark hole below the death altar.

"If the spiritual roots of heaven and earth in the legendary Kunlun Realm were obtained by me, they would become gods in the future." The bright light flashed in Biyunhai's eyes.

Such a divine thing, even the Great Sage and God, will inevitably be moved and will desire to get it.

Without any hesitation, the Biyunhai used his body technique and turned into a stream of light and headed straight for the dark and empty space.

With the divine objects in front of him, he no longer cared about anything else. Even the fairy of Flowers could only leave it behind for the time being.

"Those who dare to get close will be killed without mercy."

The white robe priest with a vertical eye on his eyebrows shouted coldly.

The Shadow of Death poked out a hand, and a massive amount of death mind power condensed into a hell demon dragon, spreading its teeth and claws toward the sea of ​​blue clouds.

A sharp light flashed in Biyunhai's eyes, and the Blue Sea's Green Sky Palm was used, condensing a stormy wave, slamming towards the black dragon in hell.

"boom."

The black dragon in hell defeated the waves, and then a dragon claw was stamped on the chest of the sea of ​​blue clouds.

The sea of ​​Biyun immediately flew backwards, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, which was obviously hurt again.

"Overbial ability." The white-robed priest with a raised eye on his eyebrows sneered.

Biyunhai covered his chest and almost sprayed out a mouthful of blood again, and was very angry.

He thought there was a problem with the death altar and there was no big threat, but he never thought that he could easily injure him.

Zhang Ruochen, Ji Fanxin and others were watching from the side, undoubtedly making him feel embarrassed.

Many thoughts flashed quickly in my mind, and the sea of ​​blue clouds suddenly rose into the air and let out a long roar: "The heaven-connected divine tree in Kunlun Realm is not dead, but is located under the Xianji Mountain."

Since he couldn't get in alone, he simply muddled the water and involved more people.

As for who can seize the divine tree of heaven in the end, it depends on their own methods.

The sound of the blue clouds instantly spread across a radius of thousands of miles, and everyone in Xianji Mountain could hear it clearly.

"The spiritual roots of the world in Kunlun Realm have not died."

"The Heavenly God Tree is the oldest creature in Kunlun Realm. It is extremely powerful and has mastered countless secrets. If you can get it, you will be just around the corner."

"The way to practice life with the divine tree is my nemesis of the Death Clan. It must not be obtained by people in the Heavenly Court. They must be snatched away."

"The sacred tree of the heaven was cut off 100,000 years ago, and then it was unknown. It turned out that it was in Xianji Mountain. This trip was not a loss."

…………

When I heard the four words "Seeking the Heavenly Divine Tree", whether it was the Heavenly Realm or the Hell Realm, I was extremely moved and had no intention of continuing to do it.

It was very tacit. Both sides stopped fighting and used their body skills to rush to the central area of ​​Xianji Mountain. No one wanted to miss this great opportunity.

In the underground space, Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly, and it was not a good thing that the sea of ​​blue clouds spread the news about the Tianshen Wood.

The more powerful people there are, the less easy it will be to collect the trunk of the divine tree.

Zhang Ruochen turned his head and 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 is wrong, you will retreat immediately and don't worry about me."

After thinking about it, Zhang Ruochen took out a space teleportation scroll and said, "You can hold this space teleportation scroll in case of emergency."

No matter what, he could not let his brother take risks, after all, this matter had nothing to do with them.

"Brother, the more dangerous you are, the more we should advance and retreat with you, otherwise what brothers are you?" Xiang Chunan glared.

However, Feng Yan reached out to take the space teleportation scroll, pressed Xiang Chunan's shoulder, and said, "Third brother, let me listen to my brother. Both of us are still too weak. Even if we follow us, we can't help much. Instead, it may become a burden. It's better to stay outside. We may not be able to pick up the brother at critical moments."

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

Feng Yan said: "Don't be there, time is tight, so you can't delay any more. Brother, be careful."

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

Ji Fanxin didn't say anything, and flashed out with Zhang Ruochen very simply. She was more eager to get the trunk of the divine tree that meets the sky than Zhang Ruochen.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen and Ji Fanxin flashing over, the three white-robed priests immediately wanted to stop them. The Shadow of Death waved the black sickle, cut through the space, and harvested them towards the two at a speed beyond imagination.

In an instant, the black sickle slashed across Zhang Ruochen and Ji Fanxin, but did not touch the two of them.

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

"hateful."

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

There is no way, Zhang Ruochen's space methods are mysterious, and the death altar has temporarily lost contact with Xianji Mountain and cannot suppress this space. He can only watch Zhang Ruochen and Ji Fanxin break in.

However, they all knew how terrible the power of Prajna was. Even if Zhang Ruochen and Ji Fanxin followed in, they would definitely not get any benefits.

Bi Yunhai's face was also a little bad-looking. Zhang Ruochen and Ji Fanxin went in, but he was blocked. When Xuanyuan Likong and others arrived, they would definitely make fun of him.

On the evil spirit's head, Feng Yan, Xiang Chunan and Pei Yutian stood with their eyes on the top.

"It's coming so fast, let's retreat aside first." Feng Yan said.

The evil spirit immediately swung its huge body and flew towards the dark corners, hiding for the time being to avoid becoming the target of public criticism.

Of course, they are not afraid of anyone. They have evil spirits and Xiang Chunan's metal magic crown. When they encounter top-notch people, they may not be able to compete.

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

So, they are very calm now, completely like bystanders, watching the development of the situation.

"Swish."

"Swish."

…………

Figures descended from the sky, holy energy, demon energy, death evil energy..., and various powerful forces spread out.

Everyone's eyes were all aimed at the dark hole below the death altar.

Although no god-eating insect appeared at this moment, there were strands of wood spirit holy aura scattered out, and even a few strands of divine wood aura were mixed in it, which restrained the evil spirit of death.

Anyone can feel it, with a rich breath of life, which surges out of the dark void, and looks a bit out of place with the environment here.
Chapter completed!