The evil spirit took action, and the divine python swung its giant tail. The majestic divine power emerged and struck the ground suddenly.
Although the ground in the central area of Xianji Mountain is solid, it is still cracking open at this moment, revealing a deeply hidden underground space.
Zhang Ruochen originally wanted to use space means to sneak in, but was blocked by a strange force, so he had no choice but to use force.
The barrier was broken, and the huge underground space was completely revealed. The altar of death and the shadow of the god of death were particularly conspicuous in the darkness.
The last time Zhang Ruochen sneaked in to investigate the situation, the Shadow of Death was only five hundred feet high. Now the height of the Shadow of Death has exceeded a thousand feet. The power gathered is undoubtedly more powerful than before.
The three white-robed priests were still sitting cross-legged on the altar.
The difference is that their cultivation has become more advanced and they have reached the realm of Lin Dao.
Obviously, in addition to the fact that their cultivation has already reached the peak of the Heaven Realm, it is also because the Death Altar has mysterious abilities that allow them to break through so quickly.
"How is this going?"
Bi Yunhai arrived and asked curiously.
He hurried from the Southern Territory to the Northern Territory because of Ji Fanxin, and he didn't know much about the situation in the Northern Territory.
"The Dead Tribe uses this death altar to absorb the power of resurrection in the Northern Territory to create a large number of strong men. They also want to use this to further open up the space channel between the Star Territory where the Dead Tribe is and the Kunlun Realm. Every day, the strength of the Dead Tribe will increase.
It has been enhanced a lot." Zhang Ruochen explained simply.
Hearing this, Bi Yunhai's eyes couldn't help but flashed with strange light, and said: "The Dead Clan are really good at calculating. They want to support war with war, how can they be allowed to do so? But after destroying this death altar, can the Dead Clan
Won’t you build death altars elsewhere?”
Zhang Ruochen shook his head: "It's not that easy. If you want to build this kind of death altar, you not only need special materials, but also need to choose a special location. Xianji Mountain is the sect of the Xianji Sect, the largest force in the Northern Territory in the past.
It is the birthplace of the ancestral lineage of the Northern Territory, and it is the only place suitable for building a death altar."
Xianji Mountain is extraordinary, otherwise the trunk of the Heaven-Connecting Sacred Tree would not be here. If you want to find an awakening sacred land in the Northern Territory that can compare with Xianji Mountain, not to say it is absolutely impossible, but it must also be very difficult.
easy.
Therefore, as long as this death altar is destroyed, the thought of the dead will basically be eliminated.
"You guys step back, I will destroy this death altar." Bi Yunhai said with confidence.
His previous fight with Qiyang had caused him great loss of face, and now he naturally had to take the opportunity to save some of his troubles. He must not let Givenchy despise him.
Bi Yunhai was willing to take action, so Zhang Ruochen and others were naturally happy and immediately stepped aside in cooperation.
The main reason is that they don't know what's weird about this death altar, so they might as well let Biyunhai test it first.
Biyunhai sacrificed the king's weapon, mobilized with all his strength, mobilized 30% of the rules of heaven and earth within a radius of 70 million miles, and prepared a powerful attack.
It is true that he can't defeat Qiyang, but he doesn't believe that he can't even destroy a mere death altar.
More than 200,000 king-level inscriptions appeared on the surface of the sky-blue gourd, and countless rules of heaven and earth were intertwined, exuding vast coercion.
The majestic Holy Power of the King spurted out from the mouth of the gourd, turning into an incomparably bright holy light.
"boom."
The holy light failed to directly hit the death altar, and a dark light shield emerged to block the holy light.
Immediately afterwards, the death altar released a powerful force that spread in all directions like water waves.
The evil spirit swung the huge divine python's body, causing the power released by the death altar to dissipate invisible. Zhang Ruochen and the five others stood on the evil spirit's head and were not affected.
Biyunhai blocked the way with the king's weapon, which was no problem, but his mind could not calm down, and his eyes were fixed on the death altar.
"Could it be said that the power of this death altar is stronger than Qiyang?" Bi Yunhai was shocked.
Zhang Ruochen also had a solemn look in his eyes. Destroying the death altar was indeed much more difficult than he expected.
It's normal to think about it. The dead people spent a lot of effort to build this death altar and use it as a trump card. How can they destroy it casually?
On the death altar, the three white-robed priests all stood up. Their eyes first glanced at Zhang Ruochen and others, and then locked on Bi Yunhai.
Biyunhai is a powerful person in the Lindao realm, and has the strength to rival the Immortal Great Sage, so the threat is naturally much greater than that of Zhang Ruochen and others.
"Dare to attack the death altar, it is a capital crime." The white-robed priestess said coldly.
Biyunhai sneered: "Death penalty? I would like to see who can take my life?"
"Death rips apart."
The three white-robed priests took action together and actually activated the shadow of the god of death that was as high as a thousand feet.
The Shadow of Death waved his sickle and slashed out a black sickle, like a long space crack, quickly extending towards the sea of blue clouds.
"Huh, I'm afraid you won't succeed."
Biyunhai snorted coldly and struck forward with a palm.
Hundreds of thousands of palm rules emerged, triggering a large number of heaven and earth rules, condensing into a vast blue sea, setting off turbulent waves, and rushing towards the shadow of death.
"Take action."
Zhang Ruochen spoke and waved his hand to knock out the Qingtian Pagoda.
At this time, it was impossible for them to be alone. Without destroying the death altar, they would not be able to collect the trunk of the sacred tree.
Ji Fanxin, Feng Yan, Xiang Chunan and Pei Yutian all took action without hesitation, using holy spells or holy weapons.
Naturally, the evil spirit couldn't stand aside and swung its tail, bursting out powerful divine power and striking hard at the shadow of death.
Compared to others, the evil spirit is the least scrupulous. Perhaps its attacks are not extremely powerful, but its defense is extremely powerful.
In fact, at this stage, the evil spirit cannot fully control the power of the divine python corpse, because its holy soul is still relatively weak and cannot control too much divine power.
At present, the power that evil spirits can unleash has not yet reached the level of the Immortal Great Sage. Otherwise, it would be enough to roam the Kunlun Realm.
"boom."
The black sickle shadow couldn't withstand so many powerful attacks and immediately shattered and dissipated invisible.
"Everyone, help me activate the Qingtian Pagoda and continue the attack." Zhang Ruochen called.
Immediately, Ji Fanxin, Feng Yan, Xiang Chunan, Pei Yutian and Xie Ling all took action, each of them continuously pouring power into the Qingtian Pagoda.
The Blue Sky Pagoda shook and instantly grew in size, like a sacred mountain. Green light emerged, and the supreme power was released.
Perhaps under the influence of the divine power infused by evil spirits, the consciousness of the equipment spirit that had fallen into slumber suddenly woke up.
"Roar."
Earth-shaking beast roars came from the Qingtian Pagoda, and even more powerful supreme power was released.
"Um?"
Seeing the Qingtian Pagoda, a strange light flashed in Biyunhai's eyes.
If he also possesses a supreme holy weapon, he will definitely not lose to Qi Yang, and it will be easy to destroy this death altar.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and Bi Yunhai focused his gaze back. He forced out a drop of blood essence with his fingertips, dropped it on the sky-blue gourd, and soaked it in. Suddenly, the light on the surface of the sky-blue gourd surged, bursting out with perfect power.
In any case, at this time, Zhang Ruochen and others must not be allowed to steal the limelight.
"boom."
The power of the Supreme and the Holy Power of the King burst out at the same time, like the sky and the earth falling apart, and they were unstoppable.
The shadow of the god of death trembled, and the power of death thoughts faintly spread out.
The death altar below was also shaking and became extremely unstable, and was almost thrown away by the power of the Supreme and the Holy Power of the King.
Under the altar, dense cracks appeared on the solid ground. The soil and rocks continued to sink downwards, revealing a dark cavity, and countless dust rose up from the ground. The majestic death altar seemed to be separated from the earth and suspended in the air.
state.
Affected by this, the Death Altar was unable to absorb the power of the Northern Territory's resurrection for a while.
However, just when the situation was looking good, Zhang Ruochen's expression changed slightly.
Just now, he noticed a special spatial fluctuation coming from the pitch-black void under the altar.
dangerous.
"ah……"
A shrill scream came from the ground.
Immediately afterwards, a Death Knight flashed out from the ground, his body wrapped in blue flames, and his expression was particularly ferocious.
"Chichi."
In the blink of an eye, he fell to the ground and was burned to ashes by the blue flames.
From the ashes, a blue firefly crawled out. It was only the size of a fingernail and looked extremely beautiful.
"God-Eating Insect."
Zhang Ruochen recognized the blue fire bug, and his expression became even fiercer. He immediately sent a message to Xiang Chunan and others, asking them to retreat and distance themselves from the God-eating Bug.
The trunk of the sacred tree that connects to the sky is indeed under the altar.
This is because the God-Eating Insects are parasitic in the trunk of the God-Eating Tree. Obviously, the attack just now tore a gap in the space where the trunk of the God-Eating Tree is, so the God-Eating Insects came to the ground.
There is no doubt that the God-Eating Insect is terrifying. Even gods will have a headache when encountering it.
The one that appears now can only be considered the smallest.
When Zhang Ruochen and Canglan Martial Saint entered that strange space together, they saw swarms of God-Eating Insects, some as big as a fist, and some as big as a washbasin.
The larger the God-Eating Insect, the more terrifying it is.
Just when all the monks were frightened by the God-Eating Insect, a beautiful female voice came out from a cloud of gray mist on the altar: "Legend has it that the God-eating Insect is a tree insect that connects the divine tree to the sky.
The Heaven-Connecting Sacred Tree was born together. One actually appeared here. Could it be that there is also a Heaven-Connecting Sacred Tree growing in the space under the altar?"
As the sound came out, a mighty Styx River flowed out from the death altar. In the Styx River, a huge creature emerged with nine heads, and it turned out to be a nine-headed Xuanwu.
On the back of the Nine-headed Xuanwu, stood a tall and graceful woman. Her body was surrounded by chains condensed by the rules of fate, as if the fate of all creatures in the world was under her control.
It is none other than Prajna, one of the three goddess candidates in the Temple of Destiny.
"Is there something else underneath the altar?"
"Since the God-Eating Insect has appeared, there must be a Divine Tree connecting to the sky underground. Could it be that the Divine Tree of Connecting to the Sky has grown new seedlings?"
"It is entirely possible, otherwise why would the Kunlun Realm recover?"
…
Even the monks of the dead tribe did not expect that there was an independent space under the altar of death. Suddenly, everyone became excited and geared up, wanting to break in immediately and seize the treasures inside.
Prajna, who was standing on the River Styx, raised a crystal clear face, glanced at Zhang Ruochen and others, and finally landed on Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen's eyes have long been fixed on her.
The moment their eyes met, Zhang Ruochen's body trembled slightly, his pupils couldn't help but dilate, and his whole person seemed to be petrified.
On the River Styx, Prajna's graceful body swayed slightly unnoticed.
For a moment, both of them were as still as statues, their breathing paused. To be precise, the whole world seemed to have become still, and time had stopped flowing.
Except for the two of them, everything around them disappeared.
Although they were still far apart, it was as if the space suddenly disappeared. The two became so close that they could see each other clearly.
After a long time, Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath and returned to reality. The surrounding scenes reappeared, and his hearing and perception resumed.
Although the appearance of the woman in front of him had changed drastically, Zhang Ruochen recognized her just by looking at her eyes.
"It's her, it must be her, how could it be her?"
Zhang Ruochen couldn't help clenching his fingers, unable to believe what he saw.
For a moment, his heart clenched together, and there was a throbbing pain. Countless scenes from the past appeared in his mind, and finally they were fixed in front of the gate of Ziwei Palace.
The scenes of the past are so clear and have never been forgotten.
He said he wanted to forget everything and let it go, but it turned out that he was just deceiving himself.
After staring for a long time, Zhang Ruochen's heart began to tremble violently, and he thought to himself: "Yes, it must be her. Why did she go to the hell world? Why did she become a dead clan? Everything has changed. What has happened in the past few years?
matter?"
There had never been a moment when Zhang Ruochen's heart was so chaotic. There were too many doubts and too many complicated emotions that made him have mixed feelings, but he couldn't say a word to anyone.
A person who should have died stood in front of him again.
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