Lord Ailian and Princess Xue Lai joined forces, and it took a short time to destroy the formation inscription on the gate of Guimuzhai.
The two of them can become representatives of the generation of the Yaksha and Xianyuan tribes, and their cultivation levels are naturally not weak. They are both capable of surviving a life of death.
Zhang Ruochen walked through the door first and arrived at the dimly lit manor.
What was in front of me was a horrifying scene. The vast garden was full of weeds and corpses, and there were also ancient tombstones, which looked eerie and looked like a place where ghost monks lived.
The stele is mottled, with vines twining around it and rotten flowers growing on it.
It seems that no one has lived here for many years, and the tombstones are covered with spider webs. Blood spiders the size of human heads are crawling on the webs. Sensing the powerful aura of Zhang Ruochen, they crawl towards the depths of the manor in horror.
In the distance, there are three or five dilapidated buildings scattered around, all dark and gloomy.
Zhang Ruochen's mental power was released and instantly enveloped the entire manor, but unfortunately he found nothing. Finally, his eyes fell on a two-foot-tall stone tablet.
The vines wrapped around the stone tablet look like dragons, and there are vein-like lines in the middle of the leaves.
Zhang Ruochen stepped on the weeds and dead branches and leaves and walked towards the stone tablet. He raised his hand and opened the vine leaves. When he saw the ancient words engraved on the tablet, he immediately withdrew his hand and did not dare to move lightly.
Lord Ailian, Princess Xuelai, and hundreds of law enforcement sergeants wearing holy armor filed in from the outside.
Lord Ailian led the sergeant to search the manor, not sparing any corner.
When Princess Xue Lai saw Zhang Ruochen's strange behavior, a look of thoughtfulness appeared in her eyes as bright as the bright moon, and then she walked slowly to Zhang Ruochen's side.
Zhang Ruochen naturally knew she was coming, but he still stared at the stone tablet without turning around.
Princess Xuelai's voice was as clear as a spring and extremely pleasant, and she said, "What is the envoy looking at?"
"Can you recognize the words on this stone tablet?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Princess Xue Lai looked at the stone tablet, frowned, shook her head slightly, and said: "This area on the edge of the hell realm has many races and is connected to all realms of heaven. There are not only 10,000 but also 8,000 kinds of writing. The words on this stone tablet are
The writing is a bit weird, even the mental power can’t decipher it!”
"This is the text carved by the gods. Your mental power is too weak, so of course you can't decipher it!" Zhang Ruochen said.
Speaking so rudely to the most beautiful Princess Xuelai was enough to arouse public outrage.
There was no trace of displeasure on Princess Xue Lai's face as she said: "In this case, we will dig up this stone tablet and bring it back to the clan to study it carefully."
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "How dare you touch the tombstone with the gods' inscriptions? Be careful, it will turn into ashes in an instant."
After saying this, Zhang Ruochen turned around and left, never looking at Princess Xuelai from the beginning to the end, which made her a little disappointed.
After all, the person in front of him is the messenger of the Temple of Destiny, and his cultivation is unfathomable. He is a person worth wooing and making friends with.
The other party was so indifferent to her, obviously he didn't care about her beauty at all, let alone her cultivation.
Princess Xue Lai glanced at the tombstone again, showing a fearful look. In such ancient tombs, there are often various methods left by the gods, so it is indeed not allowed to act rashly.
Of course, she didn't think there was anything extraordinary in the tomb.
How could such an incredible thing be buried here?
Lord Ailian and hundreds of Holy Realm soldiers turned the buildings in the manor upside down and searched everywhere, but found nothing.
Walking out of the gate of Guimuzhai, Mr. Ailian smiled awkwardly at Zhang Ruochen and said, "It seems that we have all received the wrong news. I am afraid no one has been to this place for tens of thousands of years."
"It should be the monks from the heavenly realm who deliberately led us to the wrong place. Otherwise, we wouldn't have checked here at the same time."
After leaving these words, Zhang Ruochen left directly.
Ai Lianjun wanted to invite him to be a guest of the Yasha clan, but just as he was about to open his mouth, Zhang Ruochen's figure turned into a virtual form and disappeared at the end of the street.
"The other party is a master of the Temple of Destiny, how could he like a small clan like us?" Princess Xuelai sighed.
Although her voice was calm and emotionless, there was a faint resentment in her heart, and she was quite dissatisfied with Zhang Ruochen's coldness and arrogance.
Zhang Ruochen is not Leng Ao at all. In fact, he discovered the traces left by Ji Fanxin and wanted to cover it up as much as possible. How could he have time to care about the feelings of a woman he didn't know at all?
After Lord Ailian and Princess Xuelai left with the sergeants of the law enforcement team, Zhang Ruochen quietly sneaked back to Guimuzhai and came to the foot of the two-foot-high stone tablet again.
The words on the stone tablet were indeed carved by gods.
This kind of writing is very old, but Zhang Ruochen has seen it in an ancient book in the cave of Shuxiangyuan of Qianrui Realm Demon King, so he concluded that he was not looking in the wrong place.
Zhang Ruochen pressed his palm on the stone tablet and injected the holy energy into his body.
"Wow!"
The divine inscriptions on the stone tablet appeared with wisps of faint light, and then, a huge suction force came.
Zhang Ruochen did not resist the suction force, and his body was pulled in.
It was as if he had passed through an invisible door and entered a dark world. The surroundings were extremely quiet, as if he had left the royal city of hundreds of tribes and entered another independent space.
Zhang Ruochen remained calm and composed, spreading his palms, and a ball of flame appeared in his palms.
In front of you is a ghostly passage, going all the way down.
Zhang Ruochen stepped down the passage and walked down. After not walking for long, a light appeared in front of him, and his field of vision gradually became wider. A seven-story ancient pagoda built into the stone wall appeared.
The ancient pagoda is dozens of feet high, quite imposing, and emits a faint divine power.
Below the ancient pagoda, where Zhang Ruochen is standing now, is a platform a hundred feet long and wide. In the southwest corner of the platform, there is a strange tree as thick as a bucket. The trunk is dark, but the leaves are crimson like blood.
Full of shiny fruits.
The light that illuminates this place is emitted from the leaves and fruits.
The stone wall where the ancient pagoda is located is covered with colorful flowers, each one is very old, and the pollen scattered down is like light rain.
Zhang Ruochen took a slight sniff, and a delighted smile appeared on his face. He looked at the ancient pagoda and said, "Zhang Ruochen has arrived, why doesn't the fairy show up to see you?"
He and Givenchy can be regarded as very close friends. They have shared weal and woe many times. They are no longer just allies. It is not an exaggeration to call them confidante.
Therefore, Zhang Ruochen was quite happy to see her soon.
This kind of joy is not because after meeting her, you can use her original way to find the origin temple, but the joy of meeting an old friend in a foreign land.
However, what was quite embarrassing was that there was no response from the ancient pagoda.
Zhang Ruochen came back to his senses, put away the smile on his face, and said cautiously: "I have smelled the fragrance of flowers on the fairy's body. Are you in the ancient pagoda? There are indeed some misunderstandings between us. If you open the door,
See you, I will naturally explain it clearly to you."
There was still no response from the tower.
Zhang Ruochen smiled slightly, walked along the long stairs to the tower door on the stone wall, and said, "Ruochen just comes to see the fairy in person."
Just halfway up the stairs, suddenly, a strong fluctuation of the holy path appeared above. A ball of pink light the size of a fist condensed out of nowhere and flew towards Zhang Ruochen.
"Bang!"
The pink light group exploded and turned into petals, shooting out like lightning.
Zhang Ruochen was secretly shocked and quickly pressed out his hands, freezing the space in front of him and turning it into an invisible shield.
"Boom."
The petals contained far more power than Zhang Ruochen expected, and quickly penetrated the frozen space.
"so smart?"
Zhang Ruochen released the Divine Fire of Purification, and at the same time, he flew backwards and landed back on the platform below the stairs.
Most of the petals were burned to ashes by the divine fire.
There were several pieces flying through the flames, Zhang Ruochen's body flashed and he avoided the vital point.
Even so, a strand of hair was still chopped off, and the petals almost flew past the neck.
"The monk in the ancient pagoda is really Ji Fanxin? She can't be so powerful. Is there a master from the Qianrui realm coming with her? It shouldn't be!"
Even if Zhang Ruochen trusted Givenxin, he was secretly wary at this moment.
In the ancient pagoda, a familiar and beautiful voice sounded: "Isn't the Son of God Ruochen known as the Yuanhui-level genius? He killed everyone on the battlefield of Huntian. He is so majestic. How can he have such little ability?"
Zhang Ruochen heard the sarcasm in Ji Fanxin's words, smiled bitterly, and said: "Other monks can't understand me, and neither can fairies?"
Ji Fanxin did not show up. In the ancient pagoda, a voice floated out again, saying: "Dozens of monks from my Qianrui Realm were killed by you on the hunting battlefield. How do you want me to understand you? You know, it's just
There are countless monks from Qianrui Realm who have petitioned to kill you."
"Since the fairy thinks so of me, Zhang Ruochen, why do I risk my life to come to the King's City of Hundred Clans?" Zhang Ruochen still didn't believe that Ji Fanxin would look at him like other monks.
"I'm here to kill you, to avenge the monks who died in the Qianrui Realm, and to avenge all the monks in the Heavenly Realm who were killed by you. I will cut off your head with my own hands and take it back to wash away the stain of my acquaintance with you.
"
Givenchy, dressed in white and wearing a veil, appeared on the third floor of the ancient pagoda.
"Whoosh!"
She is as beautiful as a giant, flying down like a holy girl from the Brahma sky. Her black hair spreads out like a waterfall. But the pair of watery eyes above the veil are more than ten times more beautiful than Princess Xue Lai, enough for any man in the world.
Watching it obsessively.
With flowers raining all over the sky, she fell from the sky and pierced Zhang Ruochen's eyebrows with a sword.
Zhang Ruochen retreated quickly, but Ji Fanxin's sword suddenly doubled in speed. In an instant, it was in front of his eyes, and his eyes were filled with sword light.
He swung out his right arm, collided with the sword, and moved to the left.
"Fairy, there is no need for us to fight each other, right? Can you give me a chance to explain?" Zhang Ruochen said.
Ji Fan was reluctant and said: "If you win, I will give you a chance to explain, otherwise you will be the soul killed by my sword."
With a swish sound, her sword moves changed, and she rolled up a sword energy divine lotus and hit Zhang Ruochen on the chest, sending Zhang Ruochen flying dozens of feet away. The demigod body was unable to resist it.
Zhang Ruochen rubbed his painful chest and saw that there was no murderous intention in Ji Fan's heart sword, and he did not really want to kill him, so he said seriously: "Then I will accompany the fairy to have a good fight."