Zhang Ruochen and Mu Lingxi took a step forward, and the magnificent and sacred palace clusters appeared before them again.

Inspiring the power of the twelve Buddhist beads and restraining their breath, Zhang Ruochen and Mu Lingxi walked into the purple gold gate carefully. Then, an airflow that was more mysterious than the holy energy of heaven and earth surged from the depths of the palace.

The airflow is purple-blue, with bright spots floating inside.

Each light spot is a holy rule. It touches Zhang Ruochen and Mu Lingxi's skin and immediately integrates into their bodies.

"It's too exaggerated! In just a few breaths, the number of holy rules in my body has increased by sixteen." Mu Lingxi was both happy and a little nervous.

The cultivation level is improved too easily. Just touch a light spot and a holy rule will be automatically generated in the body.

How can there be such a simple thing in the world?

"What exactly are these airflows? How did the light spots of the rules of the Holy Dao condense? If this was a place of cultivation that was even more mysterious than the Temple of Truth, it would have been used long ago, so how could it still be desolate now?"

Zhang Ruochen held a heavy sword in his hand, remained vigilant, and walked carefully in the direction of the purple-green air flow.

"Look, who is that?"

Mu Lingxi's eyes stared at an ancient holy tree more than twenty feet away.

Even if more than a dozen people are together, the gray-brown trunks may not be able to embrace each other. The roots that fall from the trunk are thicker than pillars, with many branches, lush green leaves, and each leaf is breathing and breathing.

What is absorbed is the purple-blue airflow and the regular light spots of the Holy Way, but what is emitted is the ordinary holy energy of heaven and earth.

On the tree, there are several purple-green holy fruits, shaped like pears, and the surface of the holy fruit is crystal clear, as if there are millions of holy Taoist rule light spots buried in it.

You don’t need to guess that those purple-green holy fruits must be priceless treasures. Once swallowed, you don’t know how much your cultivation level will improve.

However, Mu Lingxi's attention was not on the purple-green holy fruits, but on the three corpses nailed to the trunk of the tree.

They are a creature with a lion's head and silver eyes, a half-orc with seven tails, and a creature with a bird's head and nine-colored wings on their backs. They were all pierced by a holy bone spear, and there were still drops of holy blood at the wound. Each drop of holy blood contains extremely huge energy, indicating that when they are alive, they must be a saint king with strong cultivation.

"I just died shortly after I was a powerful Holy King Realm of the Heavenly Realm faction. They wanted to pick the purple green holy fruit from the ancient sacred tree, but were killed. Who killed them?" Zhang Ruochen felt his scalp numb.

The three creatures who were crucified can tell at first glance that they are not ordinary holy kings. Their combat power must be extremely terrifying, but they died here collectively, which is a terrible sight.

Mu Lingxi felt the vest chill and said, "Can they be the ancient rotten corpses who were chasing us?"

"Although those rotten corpses are powerful, it is not easy to kill these three creatures. There are probably even more terrifying ancient evil things here."

Zhang Ruochen released his mental power and space domain, and took out the Yihuang Bone Staff.

The evil spirits in the Yihuang Bone Staff have swallowed all the holy souls of the evil cultivators in the Yin and Yang Palace. Now, as long as you don’t encounter strong people above the Seven-Step Saint King, you can completely compete with them. This is the most important trump card in Zhang Ruochen’s hand.

Even the Yihuang Bone Staff was taken out, you can imagine how huge the pressure in Zhang Ruochen was.

If he hadn't been looking for Xiang Chunan, Zhang Ruochen would have left this place immediately. It was too dangerous and he could not have been able to break through with his current cultivation level.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen took out three more killer puppets and guarded him and Mu Lingxi's three directions. After doing all this, he felt a little safe.

The ancient sacred tree with purple green holy fruit is not far away, saying that Zhang Ruochen is not moved is a lie.

Mu Lingxi grabbed Zhang Ruochen's wrist, shook his head at him, and said, "Those three powerful holy kings died too strangely, don't take risks."

"I have a sense of responsibility."

Instead of real body picking the purple green holy fruit, Zhang Ruochen sent out a killer puppet with a strength comparable to the three-step holy king.

The killer puppet was wearing silver armor, only one meter high, holding two swords, and was as fast as a silver lightning. In an instant, it reached the bottom of the ancient holy tree.

Its feet bent for a moment and was about to rush up to the holy tree.

"Chew!"

A holy bone spear flew out from a purple-green aerosol in the corner of the palace, and a sound of breaking the wind was shaking.

Just the sound of breaking the wind made Zhang Ruochen's ears bleed, his head hurt, his eyes were covered in darkness, his body was shaking, and his legs were almost weak and he fell to the ground.

"Bang."

The sound of metal breaking sounded.

The hard-bodied killer puppet was penetrated by the holy bone spear and nailed to the trunk of the ancient holy tree. The metal body almost fell apart, which was completely scrapped.

Mu Lingxi fell softly beside Zhang Ruochen, bleeding from his seven orifices, and suffered extremely severe injuries.

Zhang Ruochen used a heavy sword to support his body, gradually recovered, and quickly checked his body inside and found that the internal organs in his body were shaken out of a large number of cracks and cracks, and the meridians and holy veins were also in pain.

"What kind of ancient evil thing is it? Just throwing out the sound waves and energy emitted from the bone spear made me seriously injured."

Zhang Ruochen couldn't imagine what would happen if the bone spear flew towards him just now?

Mu Lingxi was seriously injured, and the holy energy in his body was in chaos. Zhang Ruochen fed her a healing pill, and then immediately picked her up, about to help her refine the holy pill.

In the corner of the palace, a thick sound of footsteps sounded from the purple-green mist.

The footsteps were very light, but when the sound came, the ground was slightly shaken. With Zhang Ruochen's cultivation level, he could not stand firm.

Moreover, Zhang Ruochen's internal organs were in severe pain, as if they were about to be shattered by the force.

Half of the corpse came out of the purple-green aerosol.

Its body was cut off by some sharp blade, leaving only two feet, one right hand, no head, and no left half of its body.

However, it was this half of the corpse that caused huge and boundless pressure to Zhang Ruochen, his heart contracted, his body numb, and his whole body could not move.

Half of the corpse emitted a dazzling white holy light, and the body did not rot at all. The holy power that erupted was many times stronger than Zhang Ruochen. I am afraid that he could be killed with just a move of his finger.

However, the Buddha Emperor's Buddhist beads on Zhang Ruochen played a role, completely hiding the aura on his body. The half of the corpse seemed to be unable to detect him at all.

"It has no eyes and cannot see me." Zhang Ruochen breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, something even more strange happened in front of Zhang Ruochen.

Below the ancient holy tree, rotten corpses appeared out of thin air. At first, there were only a dozen, followed by dozens and hundreds.... There were blue flames burning in their eyes, and ancient yin energy was emitted from their bodies.

One of the rotten corpses found Zhang Ruochen, and the blue flames stared at him with a roar.

Zhang Ruochen was about to hug Mu Lingxi and escape from this place, but he saw the exit at the location, standing at dozens of rotten corpses, each of which had a strong aura, comparable to a saint king, and it was impossible for him to rush over.

The half of the corpse without a trace of decay also noticed Zhang Ruochen's breath and moved his footsteps toward him.

"Brother Ruochen, here, the Taoist temples in the southeast corner, dare not come in." Xiang Chunan's voice came from the southeast direction.

Without thinking, Zhang Ruochen immediately burst out and rushed over as quickly as possible. Behind him, he chased a holy bone spear, which was about to hit his back.

Zhang Ruochen knocked open the door of the Taoist temple and stepped in.

"Boom."

The Holy Bone Spear flew to the gate of the Taoist temple. A purple light immediately surged out from the Taoist temple to block it. It was not until the power on the Holy Bone Spear completely disappeared that it fell to the ground with a clang.

"call."

Zhang Ruochen let out a long sigh and looked back.

I saw a large number of rotten corpses surrounded outside the Taoist temple, roaring constantly, but they did not dare to break in, as if they were afraid of something. Including the half of the corpse was no exception.

Xiang Chunan held a big hammer and came up, sighing, "Brother Ruochen, why did you come to this murderous place?"

"I'm here to find you, how could I leave alone?" Zhang Ruochen said.

"Good brother, I'm loyal. Haha!"

Xiang Chunan patted Zhang Ruochen on the shoulder, and then said a little apologetically: "Just now, brother, I was busy cleaning up those guys, I don't know you're here. Otherwise, I would have reminded you early in the morning and wouldn't have provoked that half of the ancient sage evil creature."

Zhang Ruochen had long guessed that half of the corpse must be an ancient saint, so he was not surprised.

Under the leadership of Xiang Chunan, Zhang Ruochen hugged Mu Lingxi and walked towards the depths of the Taoist temple. He saw five saint kings with deep cultivation, suppressed under a black metal crown with a demonic energy.

The cultivation of the five saint kings is not weak, and the lowest is the three-step saint king realm, and two have reached the four-step saint king.

However, the metal crown pressed them tightly. They blushed and tried their best to support it and not be suppressed.

Xiang Chunan was a little annoyed and said, "I don't know where these guys came from. As soon as they met, they wanted to kill me. Fortunately, I took out my master's iron hat in time to calm them down. However, there were two other guys who were very powerful and escaped early. One had two pairs of scarlet wings on his back, and the other was a little funny, but he had no face."

Xiang Chunan spoke casually, but when he heard the five saints under the black metal crown, he was quite angry. Is this an iron hat? It is clearly a supreme holy weapon.

Among the five saint kings, there is a female saint king of the angel clan who has reached the peak of the three-step saint king. She has extremely beautiful face, delicate facial features, and white skin, which is stunning.

She held a holy bead in her hands, resisting the supreme holy weapon with strong demonic aura above her head. Her delicate body was trembling and she used a charming technique. She said softly: "We must have misunderstandings. Please put away this magic crown first and give us a chance to explain."

This female saint king is very confident in her beauty, and with her profound attainments in charming skills, she is confident that she can win it. The black lancet in front of her who may not have even touched a woman's hand.

"Bang!"

Xiang Chunan was not sympathetic at all. He slapped him over and made the female saint king vomit blood: "Misunderstood your uncle, am I stupid to be your grandpa Xiang? Forget it, just look ugly, but he even winked at me. Do you want to be disgusted to me? Oh, the more you look at me, I'm almost unable to stand it. Brother, why don't you deal with her?"
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