At the Temple of Truth, Zhang Ruochen had heard the dialogue between the talented lady of the book and Mu Lingxi and knew something about Huang Yanchen.

I thought she was dead.

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

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Okay!"

Seeing Zhang Ruochen's condition was a bit wrong, Feng Yan could not help asking.

Now the enemy is not only the dead, but also the God Eater.

Hearing Feng Yan's voice, Zhang Ruochen couldn't help returning to his thoughts, and withdrew from the complicated thoughts. The ten fingers clenched slowly released, exhaling softly, saying, "It's all right, but I just remember something suddenly."

Hearing that Feng Yan couldn't help but relax, he was really afraid that Zhang Ruochen would have any problems at this time.

Just now Zhang Ruochen seemed to be stunned, it really surprised him.

"She is Prajna, that is, she let the two doomed guards deal with you." Givenchy said.

After suppressing the man and woman who had the Great Holy Elephant Soul and the Great Holy Dragon Soul, Givenchy took the shot and obtained information from their souls.

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

"Prana."

Zhang Ruochen whispered the name softly, and once again cast his eyes on the familiar and unfamiliar figure standing on the back of Jiu Xuanwu.

Looking at Zhang Ruochen for a moment, Prajna took her eyes back and seemed very calm, as if nothing had happened.

As soon as Prajna appeared, the three white robe sacrifices immediately stood respectfully behind them. Even if they had reached the state of advent, they still did not dare to disrespect Prajna.

Even if in the future Prajna could not become the Goddess of Destiny, its status in the Temple of Destiny would also be extremely high, which is by no means comparable to them.

"Booming."

The death altar was struck by a force under the ground, shaking it violently

It wasn't anything else that hit the death altar, it was the God Eater.

A large number of god-eaters emit blue flames, illuminating the underground space, looking dreamy.

Those death knights, who had been hidden in the dark, showed their stature and flickered to the altar, fearing that they would be attacked by the God Eater.

Just watching the companions burned to ashes just now really surprised them.

They are not afraid of death, but they don't want to die for nothing.

"Master, the Devourer is hitting the altar, and the altar is becoming more and more unstable. What should I do?" A white robe sacrificed nervously.

Even an immortal attack of the Great Holy Level is difficult to cause damage to the death altar, but these insignificant bite-worms can threaten the death altar and see that posture, it is simply to eat the altar as food.

Prajna didn't show panic, calmly said, "The practice of living in the heavenly tree is called the nemesis of the dead race. The **** eater and the heavenly tree are homologous, naturally they have similar abilities. Don't worry, I will conquer them . "

"Roar."

Nine basalts made a low roar, manipulated the Styx River, and swept away towards the Devourer.

In a blink of an eye, all the god-eating insects that emerged from the dark hollow were all wrapped in the Styx River.

Affected by the water of the Styx River, those god-eaters who wanted to fly out were suppressed and forced back to the ground.

Without the Devourer, the underground space became very dark again, and the thick evil spirit permeated.

However, due to the impact of the God Eater, the operation of the death altar has obviously had problems. In a short time, it should not be able to draw the power of recovery.

As soon as his body moved, Prajna flew away from the back of the nine basalts, and also flew out of the death altar, rushing into the dark hollow below the death altar.

"According to the heavenly tree, it is said that once the spiritual root of heaven and earth in Kunlun Realm, if it can be obtained for me, it will become a **** in the future."

Such a fetish, even the Great Holy One and God, will inevitably be moved and will long for it.

Without any hesitation, Biyun Hai casts her body into a streamer, heading straight for the dark hollow.

The fetish is ahead, he has no regard for others, even if it is a hundred flower fairy, for the time being can only be left behind.

"Dare to approach, kill without pardon."

The white robe with a raised eyebrow sacrifice cold drink.

The shadow of death poked out a hand, and the mass of thoughts of death condensed into a **** demon dragon. Zhangya dance claws flew towards the sea of ​​clouds.

In Biyunhai's eyes, a fierce man flashed, and Bihai Qingkong played it, condensing a raging wave and slamming the black dragon to hell.

"boom."

The **** black dragon defeated the waves, and then a dragon claw was printed on the chest of Biyunhai.

The Biyun Sea flew upside down immediately, and a blood spewed from her mouth, apparently being wounded again.

"I can't help it," said the white-robed sacrifice sneer with a raised eyebrow.

Bi Yunhai was covering her chest, almost spitting blood again, and she was very angry.

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

Zhang Ruochen, Ji Fanxin and others all looked at him, which undoubtedly made him lose face.

Many thoughts quickly flashed through my mind, and the sea of ​​blue clouds suddenly rose into the sky, sending out a long howling: "The God of Heaven in the Kunlun Realm is not dead, it is just under the fairy mountain."

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

As for who can win the heavenly tree in the end, it depends on their own means.

The sound of Biyunhai spread across thousands of miles in an instant, but everyone in Xianji Mountain could hear it clearly.

"The former spiritual roots of Kunlun Realm were not dead."

"The God of Heaven is the oldest creature in the Kunlun realm. It is extremely powerful and possesses countless secrets. If it can be obtained, it will be a god."

"Taking the God of Heaven to cultivate the way of life is my nemesis. It must not be available to people in the heavenly world. It must be robbed."

"Jietian Shenmu was cut off 100,000 years ago, and his whereabouts are unknown afterwards. It turned out to be in Xianji Mountain. This trip came without a loss."

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Hearing the words "Receiving the Heavenly God Tree", no matter whether it is one side of the heaven court or one side of the **** world, they are extremely moved and have no intention of continuing to fight.

Very tacit, the two sides stopped the assassination, and all showed their physical skills, rushing to the center of Xianji Mountain, no one wants to miss this great opportunity.

In the underground space, Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly, and Biyunhai broadcast the news of receiving the God of Heaven, which is really not a good thing.

The more powerful you are, the harder it will be to collect the tree trunks.

Zhang Ruochen turned his head and looked at Feng Yan, Xiang Chunan, and Pei Yutian, and said, "The space where the trunk of the **** tree is located is full of crisis. You better not go in. If possible, try to destroy the death altar. If the situation No, you will immediately retreat and leave me alone. "

After thinking about it, Zhang Ruochen took out a space teleporter and said, "You hold this space teleporter in case you need it."

In any case, he can't let his brother go to risk, after all, this matter has nothing to do with them.

"Brother, what are you talking about? The more dangerous it is, the more we should move forward with you, or else what brother?" Xiang Chunan stared.

Instead, Feng Yan reached out to take over the space teleportation scroll, and held Xiang Chunan's shoulder. He said, "Third brother, listen to Brother. We are both too weak. Even if we follow it, it won't help us. It may become It ’s more cumbersome to stay outside, saying that at the critical moment, you can still cope with the big brother. "

"But ..." Xiang Chunan was obviously reconciled.

Feng Yandao: "Don't forget it, time is tight and you can't delay it, brother, be careful."

Zhang Ruochen nodded: "Be assured that nothing will happen, fairy, let's go."

Givenchy didn't say anything, she flew out with Zhang Ruochen, she was more eager than Zhang Ruochen to get the trunk of the heavenly tree.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen and Givenchy's hearts flashing over, the three white-robed priests immediately tried to stop them, and the shadow of death waved the black sickle, cut through the space, and harvested towards them at an unbelievable speed.

Suddenly, the black sickle crossed Zhang Ruochen and Givenchy's heart, but did not touch the two.

With the help of space movement, Zhang Ruochen took Givenchy directly above the dark hollow, and then hesitated in without hesitation.

"hateful."

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen and Givenchy were unable to stop, the three white-robed priests were all angry.

There is no way, Zhang Ruochen's space means is mysterious, and the death altar temporarily loses contact with Xianji Mountain, unable to suppress this space, and can only watch Zhang Ruochen and Givenchy break into it.

However, they all know how terrible Prana ’s strength is, and even if Zhang Ruochen and Givenchy follow in, they will certainly not be able to get any benefit.

Bi Yunhai's face was also a little unsightly. Zhang Ruochen and Givenchy went in, but he was blocked out. When Xuanyuan Likong and others arrived, he would inevitably laugh at him.

On the head of the evil spirit, Feng Yan, Xiang Chunan, and Pei Yutian stood up and looked up.

"It's really fast, let's step aside first." Feng Yandao.

The evil spirit immediately swayed the huge body, flew to the dark corner, and temporarily hidden, to avoid becoming the target of public criticism.

Of course, they are not afraid of anyone, there are evil spirits, and Xiang Chunan's metal magic crown, they may not be able to fight against the top powerful ones.

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

"Well."

"Well."

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Dao Dao came down from the sky, holy air, magic air, and evil air ... all kinds of powerful forces permeated.

All eyes were on the dark hollow below the death altar.

Although no **** eater appeared at this moment, there was a sliver of wood spirit holy air overflowing, and even a few strands of wood air were mixed in it, making the evil spirit of death restrained.

Everyone can feel it, with a strong breath of life, pouring out of the dark hollow, and the environment here is a bit out of place.

(End of this chapter)