The first thousand three hundred and forty-one chapters of the ancient elf tree
Jian Chen frowned slightly, his eyes slowly swept over everyone in the field, and then stopped for a moment on the phantom of the Ancient Elf Tree, and finally landed on the illusory branch of the Ancient Elf Tree high in the sky. On the large painted formation, this formation connected all the souls of these people sitting cross-legged on the God of War Mountain, and was transformed into a strange force that was injected into the God of War Temple.
However, Jian Chen didn't know the situation inside the War Temple. He could clearly feel that the War Temple was even more powerful than the Beast Temple. With his current divine consciousness, he simply couldn't penetrate into it.
Jian Chen stared at the Temple of War, which was emitting thousands of meters of golden light, for a moment, and then a hint of determination appeared in his eyes. He swayed and headed straight towards the Temple of War.
At this moment, the door of the War Temple is not closed. Jian Chen is a little worried about the iron tower and wants to go in and check the situation of the iron tower. Although the God of War of the Hundred Tribes is the belief of all the people of the Hundred Tribes, this formation is really weird. And it was still hosted by a mysterious ancient tree, so Jian Chen had to be on guard. After all, the same thing happened to the little white tiger.
"Supreme Jian Chen, please don't approach the Temple of War." The Saint Emperors from the Hundred Clans all exclaimed, and each of them quickly ran towards Jian Chen, wanting to stop Jian Chen.
However, Jian Chen has already arrived in front of the gate of the War Temple, and his speed is simply not comparable to that of the Holy Emperors.
"Supreme Jian Chen, if the soul sacrificial ceremony is disturbed, not only will it cause extremely serious damage to the God of War, but even the 990,000 sacrificed people on the God of War Mountain will suffer huge backlash and will be difficult to recover." Several Holy Emperors saw him chasing after him. Not reaching Jian Chen, he immediately transmitted the message as quickly as possible, with anxiety written all over his face.
Jian Chen paused for a moment, hesitated for a while, and then walked towards the gate of the War Temple without hesitation. Although this War Temple gave Jian Chen a very powerful feeling, the more powerful something was, the harder it would be. Control, he believes that no one in the field can completely control this temple, so naturally they cannot bring out the power of the War Temple.
The moment Jian Chen stepped towards the gate of the Temple of War, the Ancient Elf God Tree suddenly moved. In a flash of green light, a branch several meters thick extended from the Ancient Elf God Tree and sealed it. Enter the gate of the Temple of War.
Although this branch was illusory and completely condensed with surging vitality, it made Jian Chen stop in his tracks.
Jian Chen's eyes flickered, and he suddenly turned around to look at the towering ancient elf tree not far away. His eyes gradually became sharp, as if he wanted to see through the reality of this ancient tree.
"I know that you are worried about the safety of the God of War. You can rest assured that the God of War's status in the hearts of our Gods is beyond your imagination. We will never do anything detrimental to the God of War. ." A disembodied voice came into Jian Chen's ears. The voice was that of a woman, and it was soft but filled with a sense of majesty.
Jian Chen's expression became solemn in an instant, his consciousness spread to the surroundings, and his heart was filled with vigilance, because he had no idea where this voice came from.
"It's you who are talking to me." Jian Chen looked at the phantom of the ancient elf tree not far away and said in a deep voice.
"This soul sacrificial ceremony is very important to the God of War, and there is no room for failure. Do not step into the Temple of War before the soul sacrificial ceremony is over. Otherwise, not only will you not be able to help the God of War, but the God of War will be hurt because of you. ." The disembodied voice came again, and Jian Chen still couldn't find the source of the voice. As soon as the voice fell, the branches of the ancient tree blocking the door of the Temple of War were retracted.
Jian Chen did not continue to step into the War Temple, but stood there and stared at the ancient elven tree for a moment. He had already determined in his heart that even if the person who just spoke was not this ancient tree, he still had a great connection with this tree. .
"Who are you? Could it be that you are the tree spirit of the Ancient Elf God Tree?" Jian Chen asked, feeling very hard to calm down in his heart. He never thought that there was such a being hidden among the hundreds of tribes.
He could not even notice where the sound was coming from. The one who could do this could definitely not be the Holy Emperor.
"Three days later, the soul sacrificial ceremony will end. During this period, I hope you will not interfere with the ceremony to avoid failure of the ceremony." The voice came again, ignoring Jian Chen's question.
"Okay, I will wait here for three days." Jian Chen said, leaving the scope of the Ares Mountain, floating outside the Ares Mountain and waiting quietly, but his eyes always fell on the ancient tree. .
And those Saint Emperors of the Hundred Clans who did not participate in the soul sacrificial ceremony looked around in confusion one by one, their eyes full of doubts. One of them couldn't help the curiosity in his heart and asked Jian Chen with respect: " Supreme Jian Chen, I don’t know who you are talking to, is it possible that there is a mysterious and powerful person here that we are unable to perceive.”
Jian Chen remained silent, knowing in his heart that what the disembodied voice just said could only be heard by himself.
Three days later, all the souls were transformed into the strange power and injected into the God of War Mountain. The 990,000 people of various races sitting cross-legged in the God of War Mountain also opened their eyes one after another, each with pale faces and expressions. They were depressed and extremely weak, but everyone's expressions were full of excitement, and their eyes looking at the Temple of War were full of heartfelt respect.
The phantom of the ancient elven sacred tree also disappeared and turned into a branch again stuck on the ground. It was carefully put away by the holy emperor of the elven tribe. The vigorous vitality that filled the world also followed the elves. The shadow of the ancient god tree disappeared and retreated cleanly. Only the golden light emitted by the Temple of War was still strong, as if competing with the scorching sun.
In a small half of the desert continent, the plants that grew rapidly due to the vigorous vitality emitted by the shadow of the ancient elven god tree, after cutting off the injection of vitality, gradually withered. It will not take long. , it will all turn into a piece of withered grass.
"It seems that the soul sacrificial ceremony was successful. The ancient methods recorded in the ancient books are indeed correct." Several saint emperors of hundreds of tribes looked excited. Such ancient methods were obtained from the War Temple. Over the past countless years, today is Second use.
The tree trunk that transformed into the phantom of the Elf Ancient God Tree was inspected countless times by Jian Chen with his spiritual consciousness before it was put away by the Holy Emperor of the Elf Race. "That is just an ordinary tree trunk. In addition to containing terrifying vitality, it also contains There are no other secrets." Jian Chen thought to himself, and couldn't help but think of the original body of the ancient elven sacred tree in his mind.
At this moment, a terrifying aura came from the Temple of War. The iron tower three meters away was shining with golden light. It was walking out of the temple step by step with a majestic demeanor, giving people an uncomfortable feeling. Feeling of anger and power.
Jian Chen's eyes fell on Iron Tower, and a knowing smile appeared on his face. Seeing the changes in Iron Tower, he knew that his friend had begun to truly grow.
This growth is not an improvement in strength or an increase in age, but one’s character.
"Welcome the God of War to come out of seclusion."
On the God of War Mountain, everyone, including the Holy Emperors, all knelt down towards the iron tower, with sincere respect in their expressions, as if they were welcoming a god.
Iron Tower turned a blind eye to their kneeling and worshiped, and his eyes fell on Jian Chen. The two of them were staring at each other, one outside the War God Temple and the other outside the War God Mountain. After taking a few breaths, Iron Tower took a step forward and came to Jian Chen in an instant. In front of him, a big hand patted Jian Chen's shoulder heavily, and said with a smile: "Jian Chen, I didn't expect you to come to the desert continent to find me so soon. I was performing a soul sacrificial ceremony a few days ago, and I had no sense of the outside world. ,Sorry for the waitting.
The strength of the iron tower is very great. If Jian Chen was not a body of chaos and his strength was not weak, it would be difficult for the others to withstand the power of the iron tower.
"The soul sacrificial ceremony of your tribe is very weird. It actually requires the souls of so many people. I was worried about you before and almost broke into the War Temple. Now I just see that you are fine." Jian Chen said with a smile. .
"This soul sacrificial ceremony is very strange, but this kind of ceremony has been passed down from ancient times. The souls of 990,000 people are gathered together to shape the soul of the battle ax inherited by the War God Clan. The previous generation of War God Uncle Arikins also experienced it. Pass." Tie Ta said, and then the tomahawk mark between his eyebrows began to shine, and a small golden ax flew out from the mark, turning into a majestic golden tomahawk in Tie Ta's hand.
"Only when I came to Baizu did I realize that the weapon in my hand required the integration of form and spirit in order to exert its greatest power. The battle ax I used before only had form, but no spirit. The soul sacrificial ceremony I had experienced before was a form of condensation. The soul of the battle ax allows the battle ax to achieve the state of unity of form and spirit." Tieta said, staring at the golden battle ax in his hand.
Jian Chen's eyes fell on this battle axe, and he could clearly feel the changes in this battle axe. This battle ax seemed to have become alive from a dead object, and the power radiated from the battle axe Suppression, actually a little more suppression of the soul.
"Jian Chen, let's go, let's go to the Temple of War to have a good gathering." Tieta put away his battle ax and pulled Jian Chen straight into the Temple of War.
In the past countless years, no outsider has stepped into the Temple of War, and Jian Chen was the first one.
In the Temple of War, Tie Ta and Jian Chen talked for a long time. When they thought that both of them were once students of Kargas Academy in the Kingdom of Geshen, and now they have become the supreme figures of the clan, they both sighed.
"Iron Tower, I wonder how much you know about the Elf Ancient Divine Tree of the Elf Clan." Jian Chen suddenly asked, staring at the Iron Tower with bright eyes.
Tie Ta thought seriously for a while and said: "I have just come to Baizu not long ago, and I only have a general understanding of the situation of each tribe. However, I know something about the ancient elven god tree of the elves. It is said that the ancient god tree The tree has existed for a very long time. When our tribe was still living in the Beast God Continent and Uncle Arikins was not born, the ancient elven god tree already existed. It has always been a symbol of the elves. Later, it followed our hundred tribes. The Elf clan was defeated, and the Ancient Elf God Tree also moved with us from the Beast God Continent to the Desert Continent, turning the Elf clan's territory from yellow sand into a dense forest, nourishing the land with its own powerful vitality. Over the years , has never withered.”
"And there is also a rumor that the ancient elven sacred tree cannot be destroyed. No matter how severe the trauma is, it can be restored to its original state in an instant." This book was first published on 17K Novel Network. Read the original content first!