After Shen Lang pondered for a while, he nodded and agreed.
"Two sisters, the tombstone of the Witch Tomb is just ahead. I must go and check it out. Are you going to stay here, or are you going to move with me?"
Shen Lang asked.
"this……"
The two women looked at each other with embarrassed expressions on their faces.
Of course they wanted to follow Shen Lang, but thinking about the various crotch-stretching performances in the past, they really didn't want to hold him back.
Fairy Qiongxiao said at the beginning: "Brother Shen will decide."
"In that case, the two sisters should follow me and take care of me." Shen Lang said in a deep voice.
Originally, he wanted Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao to stay where they were, but thinking that there might be powerful guards in the witch tomb, he decided to take the two women together.
"good!"
The two women's beautiful eyes lit up and they nodded quickly.
Before taking action, Shen Lang did not forget to release a large amount of Shura Holy Fire to burn the body of the Hunyuan Tree to prevent the giant tree with astonishing vitality from resurrecting.
The blazing black magic flame swallowed up and submerged the Hunyuan Tree's huge body, and burned it repeatedly for half an hour before completely burning the huge Hunyuan Tree.
Just when the Hunyuan tree was completely burned, something unexpected happened.
"Boom!"
Suddenly there was a deafening roar in the sky, like a muffled thunder explosion.
A twisted space force instantly enveloped the entire Witch Tomb.
In just a few breaths, the space in the Witch Tomb began to distort, and a space storm suddenly blew up in the sky!
The ground also shook like waves, one after another, as if there was an earthquake.
"Is this...space collapse?"
Shen Lang's face became a little ugly. This sudden change and space turmoil was a sign of space collapse!
"This witch tomb is in good condition, why does the space suddenly collapse?"
Bixiao frowned, with a look of shock on her face.
Shen Lang frowned and said: "Senior Long said earlier that there are two energy sources in the Witch Tomb, one is Canglong Mountain, and the other is in the central area of the Witch Tomb."
"The two energy sources are the foundation of the Witch Tomb and are used to maintain the ecological environment of the Witch Tomb. Once destroyed, it may cause space collapse!"
"Judging from the current situation, the energy source in the center of the Witch Tomb should be this Hunyuan Tree. If not, the space here would not have experienced such violent turmoil!"
Shen Lang looked at the burnt Hunyuan Tree with a serious expression on his face.
If your guess is correct, it is this Hunyuan tree that provides energy to the central area of the Witch Tomb, maintaining the ecology here and even the power of law.
After Shen Lang destroyed the Hunyuan Tree, in addition to the spatial chaos, the surrounding environment also changed significantly.
For example, flowers, plants and trees that could be quickly repaired and regenerated in the past have lost their ability to regenerate. Once destroyed by magical powers, they can no longer repair and grow.
"Brother Shen, judging from this, we have to act quickly!" Bixiao frowned.
Shen Lang nodded and said: "Without further delay, let's set off!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lang rolled up red and black blood, wrapped Bixiao Qiongxiao and Zhao Gongming in it, and quickly walked towards the center of the witch tomb.
Shen Lang wanted to dig out the remains of the great witch before the central area of the witch tomb collapsed, and find the possible true blood of the ancestral witch!
Passing through the end of the sea of flowers, Shen Lang saw a huge open-air altar.
The altar was so big that it was beyond imagination, with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles!
The altar was very crudely built, made of a large amount of loess and huge animal bones with unknown names. It was very primitive and crude.
The most eye-catching thing is the huge black tombstone in the center of the altar that reaches straight into the sky!
The tombstone is like black crystal, bursting out with bright and dazzling light, so high that the top cannot be seen.
A sad and solemn atmosphere enveloped the entire altar.
Before they stepped into the altar, Shen Lang and the others seemed to be able to vaguely hear bursts of singing. The singing was very low and strange, like mourning music, giving people a heavy and depressing feeling.
"What...what is this sound?"
The two girls, Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao, felt extremely horrified. This strange singing voice seemed to come from the center of the altar, and there was not just one singer, but a dozen or so people singing together.