It was a leaf.

The vibrant, verdant green leaves, about half the size of a palm, shimmered in the hands of Tianlan Zhenjun.

This leaf is so beautiful, and the vitality contained in it is so abundant, that when Tianlan Zhenjun took it out of his arms, all the people felt a gentle spring breeze blowing towards them, brushing their faces, even in this dim and oppressive underground world, at that moment it seemed to usher in spring, as if there was an illusion of a spring breeze blowing the fragrance of flowers and trees.

Of course, there are no grasses and flowers here, and there is no strange scene of flowers and plants growing wildly, but it is true that at that moment, everyone seems to have the illusion of spring in front of their eyes. Although it was only an instant illusion, the faces of the characters present changed, and they could shake the minds of the characters at the level of the True Monarch of the Transformation God, and this leaf was a rare treasure without asking.

And in this small courtyard, Lu Chen's face changed the most, and the shock on his face was also the strongest, but in the eyes of the other three Transformation God True Monarchs, his Taoism was already a little worse, so he didn't care too much.

It is not surprising that the treasures that can have an impact on the True Monarch of the Transformation God will certainly have a greater impact on other people.

Like the Iron Kettle Zhenjun and Guangbo Zhenjun didn't take a look at Lu Chen, but Tianlan Zhenjun turned his head to look at Lu Chen, but he didn't say anything more. However, only Lu Chen knew in his own heart that his heart at that moment, to be exact, the seed hidden in his heart, suddenly throbbed violently.

He knew where the leaf came from.

In fact, there is only one kind of leaf in this world that will be worthy of the attention of the True Monarch of the Transformation God, and that is the Demon Cult Heavy Treasure, the fragmented leaf left behind by the legendary Divine Tree.

After the leaves of the Divine Tree appeared in Tianlan Zhenjun's hand, the faces of the Iron Kettle True Monarch and Guangbo Zhenjun on the opposite side changed slightly, but they were different.

Guangbo Zhenjun was shocked at first, and then showed a little doubt, as if he hadn't understood what kind of means Tianlan Zhenjun was going to use here, and there was a bit of vigilance in his eyes, and the iron kettle Zhenjun was also surprised at first, but then he showed a little understanding, and a few sneers appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He pointed at Tianlan Zhenjun and sneered: "Okay, you Tianlan, it is really the ambition of a wolf, and he only said to us that he has been fighting with the Demon Sect for decades, but unexpectedly, he secretly took this Demon Sect evil thing for himself, what is this going on?

At the end of his words, he had become fierce and solemn.

Tianlan Zhenjun's face was calm and indifferent, and he didn't seem to care at all about the righteous words of the iron kettle Zhenjun, but just glanced at him with interest, and then gently threw the leaf.

The green leaves floated three feet in front of him, and waves of green brilliance swayed silently, like a bright and hopeful lamp in this oppressive and gloomy world.

The blade shot, the whole underground world seemed to be bright, and then something suddenly changed, the three of them were standing in the blood moon moonlight at the moment, and when they looked up at the same time, they saw a beam of blood moon light, which seemed to be condensed with the essence of the moon, deep and translucent, like blood crystals, slowly led down from the sky, and was falling towards this leaf.

In the cave world, there was a sudden sizzling sound, and an invisible wind suddenly blew, and then outside the circle shrouded in the light of the blood moon, countless lightning bolts suddenly appeared, rushing towards the blade in the field like a tide, but then it was stopped by the light shield of the blood moon.

Rao is like this, as powerful as the blood moon, under the attack of these lightning rays, he was also trembling for a while, and it looked like there were some signs of crumbling.

However, the blood moon in the sky quickly bloomed brighter, and the light mask was strongly supported, and it quickly stabilized.

But the strange thing was that the deep blood crystal-like moonlight that fell from the sky was stagnant, as if the power of the blood moon had been dispersed, and it was no longer possible to care about the leaf.

The two of them, who were originally a little surprised and nervous, looked relieved, and the iron kettle Zhenjun also turned his head to a certain direction outside the mansion and smiled: "Brother Guyue Dao, what a good means." ”

Somewhere in the empty dungeon, there was a hearty laughter, only the sound was missing, and he said with a long smile: "The carving insect skill makes Brother Tianlan laugh." ”

Tianlan Zhenjun squinted and glanced in the direction where the laughter came from, and his left shoulder seemed to rise slightly in the middle. But it was this inconspicuous little action, almost at the same time, Guangbo Zhenjun suddenly stepped out, and the whole person was like a ghost, and suddenly appeared in the middle of Tianlan Zhenjun and the voice source outside.

The first master of this Dazai Courtyard, with his hands behind his back, smiled at Tianlan Zhenjun and said, "Brother Tianlan Dao, don't be angry. ”

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Tianlan Zhenjun's body didn't have any movement of advancing or retreating, or maybe he was forced to endure it by himself, he just took a deep look at the void outside, and there was an incomprehensible profundity in his eyes.

Then, he smiled faintly and said, "But it's all Little Doyle." ”

After saying that, he suddenly raised his right hand again and stretched it into his arms again. This time, it was almost exactly the same action, which made the smiles on the faces of the originally smiling Iron Kettle Zhenjun and Guangbo Zhenjun pause for a moment.

From the beginning to the present, especially after the appearance of the few Transformation God True Monarchs on the other side, Lu Chen's sense of presence here has suddenly decreased, and it is basically equivalent to air. He didn't have any thoughts or discomforts about it, perhaps after so many years of shadow life, he had long been accustomed to a sense of existence outside of this sight.

He was also watching the situation, and he was also watching Tianlan Zhenjun's every move, unlike the few Transformation God True Monarchs opposite, when that leaf was thrown out by Tianlan Zhenjun, it began to attract the breath of heaven and earth and make the blood moon react strangely, although Lu Chen remained calm on his face, he had already set off a storm in his heart.

Although the visions he saw in front of him were different, the aura around him, the changes in the sky, and even the vibrations faintly coming from the soles of his feet all reminded him of the scene of the Battle of the Barren Valley back then.

Too much to look like, too much to look like......

Obviously, the characters in front of him, the casting of the Dao Law, and even the changes in heaven and earth were completely different, but as the only person who survived the Great Array of Séance Spells back then, Lu Chen still deeply felt that this kind of breath, throwing away all the appearances, in its essence, there was something, a certain power, that was exactly the same.

They are burning, and they are inspiring the power of the fragments of the sacred tree, and then causing the heavens and the earth to change.

Lu Chen raised his head sharply and looked towards the sky.

The blood moon shone brightly, and then beside it, the dark clouds of the sea of blood had spun wildly at some point, as if under the urging of an invisible force, gradually forming a huge vortex of storms.