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The evil spirit struck, the python swung its giant tail, and the majestic divine power surged, slamming into the ground.

Rao is the earth in the central area of Xianji Mountain is solid, and it is still cracked at this moment, revealing an extremely hidden underground space.

Zhang Ruochen originally wanted to directly use space means to infiltrate, but he was hindered by a strange force, so he could only choose to use force.

The barrier shattered, and the vast underground space was fully revealed, and the Death Altar and the Shadow of Death stood out in the darkness.

The last time Zhang Ruochen sneaked in to investigate the situation, the shadow of the god of death was only five hundred zhang high, but now the height of the shadow of the god of death has exceeded a thousand zhang, and the condensed power 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 has reached the realm of the Realm.

Obviously, in addition to the fact that their cultivation had already reached the peak of the Heaven Receiving Realm, it was also because the Death Altar had an unpredictable ability, which allowed them to break through so quickly.

"What's going on?"

Biyunhai arrived and asked curiously.

He hurried from the Southern Regions to the Northern Regions for the sake of Ji Fanxin, and he didn't know much about the situation in the Northern Regions.

"The Dead Clan use this Death Altar to absorb the power of the Northern Regions' recovery to create a large number of strong people, and they also want to use this to further open up the space passage between the Star Domain where the Dead Clan is located and the Kunlun Realm, and every day passes, the strength of the Dead Clan will increase a lot. Zhang Ruochen explained simply.

Hearing this, Bi Yunhai's eyes couldn't help but flash a strange light, and said: "The Dead Clan is really calculating, if they want to fight to support the war, how can they get their wish?

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 Regions in the past, and it is the birthplace of the ancestral veins in the Northern Regions, and only here is it suitable for building a death altar." ”

Xianji Mountain is extraordinary, otherwise the trunk of the Heavenly God Tree would not be here. If you want to find an awakened divine land in the Northern Regions that can be compared to Xianji Mountain, it is absolutely impossible, but it must be very difficult.

Therefore, as long as this death altar is destroyed, it is basically breaking the thoughts of the dead people.

"Stand back, and I'll destroy this altar of death. Biyunhai said confidently.

The previous fight with Qiyang made him lose face, but now he naturally wants to take the opportunity to redeem some of it, and he must not let Ji Fanxin look down on him.

Bi Yunhai was willing to make a move, Zhang Ruochen and the others were naturally very happy, and immediately stepped aside very cooperatively.

The main thing is that they don't know what is strange about this death altar, so it's better to let Biyunhai test it first.

Biyunhai sacrificed the king's battle weapon, urged with all his strength, mobilized the rules of the three heavens and earths within a radius of 70 million miles, and brewed a supreme blow.

Qiyang he really can't beat it, but he doesn't believe that even a death altar can't be destroyed.

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 king's holy power gushed out from the mouth of the gourd, turning into an incomparably brilliant holy light.

"Boom. ”

The Holy Light did not directly hit the Death Altar, and a dark light shroud appeared, blocking the Holy Light.

Immediately afterward, the Altar of Death unleashed a powerful force that spread in all directions like water waves.

The evil spirit swung the huge python body, causing the power released by the death altar to dissipate invisibly, and Zhang Ruochen and the five of them all stood on the head of the evil spirit, unaffected.

Biyunhai blocked the front with the king's weapon, and it was also unhindered, but its mind was difficult to calm down, and its eyes were fixed on the death altar.

"Could it be that the power of this death altar is stronger than Qiyang?" Bi Yunhai was shocked.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes also showed a solemn look, and it was indeed much more difficult than he expected to destroy the Death Altar.

It's normal to think about it, the dead people spent a lot of effort to build this death altar, and used it as a big hole card, how can it be destroyed casually?

On the death altar, the three white-robed priests all stood up, their eyes first swept over Zhang Ruochen and the others, and then locked on Bi Yunhai.

Bi Yunhai is a powerhouse in the Realm of Realm, and has a strength comparable to that of the Immortal Great Sage, so the threat is naturally much greater than Zhang Ruochen and the others.

"It is a capital offense to dare to attack the altar of death. The white-robed priestess said coldly.

Bi Yunhai sneered: "Capital crime? I want to see who can take my life?"

"Death is divided. ”

The three white-robed priests struck together, and they actually urged the shadow of the god of death that was thousands of feet high.

The Shadow of Death swung its scythe and slashed out a black scythe, like a long spatial crack, which quickly extended towards the sea of blue clouds.

"Hmph, I'm afraid you won't make it. ”

Bi Yunhai snorted coldly and punched forward with a palm.

Hundreds of thousands of rules of the Dao Dao emerged, triggering a large number of rules of heaven and earth, condensing a vast blue sea, setting off stormy waves and slapping towards the shadow of death.

"Shoot. ”

Zhang Ruochen opened his mouth and waved his hand to knock out the Qingtian Floating Pagoda.

At this time, it was impossible for them to be alone, and without destroying the Death Altar, they would not be able to collect the trunk of the Heavenly God Tree at all.

Ji Fanxin, Feng Yan, Xiang Chunan, and Pei Yutian did not hesitate, and they all made a move, playing holy arts or holy weapons.

Naturally, the evil spirit couldn't watch from the sidelines, swinging the python's tail, bursting out with powerful divine power, and slamming towards the shadow of death.

Compared to others, the evil spirit is the most unscrupulous, and its attack may not be extremely powerful, but its defense is extremely strong.

In fact, at this stage, the evil spirit is not able to fully control the power of the Divine Python corpse, because its holy soul is still relatively weak and cannot control too strong divine power.

At present, the power that the evil spirits can burst out has not yet reached the level of the Immortal Great Sage, otherwise, it is enough to walk sideways in the Kunlun Realm.

"Bang. ”

Unable to withstand so many powerful attacks, the black scythe shattered and dissipated into nothingness.

"Everyone help me urge the Blue Sky Floating Slaughter Tower to continue the attack. Zhang Ruochen called.

Immediately, Ji Fanxin, Feng Yan, Xiang Chunan, Pei Yutian, and the evil spirits all took action, and each of them continuously injected their power into the Qingtian Floating Slaughter Tower.

The Blue Sky Floating Pagoda shook, instantly becoming larger, like a sacred mountain, cyan brilliance emerged, and the power of the Dao Supreme was released.

Perhaps it was under the influence of the divine power infused by the evil spirits, and the consciousness of the machine spirit that had fallen into a deep sleep actually woke up.

"Roar. ”

The earth-shattering roar of the beast came from the Blue Sky Floating Tower, and an even more powerful supreme power was released.

"Huh?"

Seeing the Blue Sky Floating Pagoda, a strange light flashed in Biyunhai's eyes.

If he also had a Supreme Sacred Weapon, he would definitely not be defeated by Qiyang, and it would be easy to destroy this Death Altar.

Countless thoughts flashed in his heart, and Bi Yunhai retracted his gaze again, and forced out a drop of essence blood from his fingertips, dripped it on the sky blue gourd, and immersed it. Suddenly, the surface of the azure gourd shone brightly, bursting out with complete power.

In any case, at such a 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 erupted at the same time, like the heavens and the earth cracking, unstoppable.

The shadow of death trembled, and the faint power of death overflowed.

And the death altar below was also shaking, becoming extremely unstable, and was almost swept away by the supreme power and the king's holy power.

Underneath the altar, the solid earth was densely cracked. The dirt and rocks continued to sink downward, revealing a pitch-black hollow with countless dust pouring up from the ground. The majestic altar of death, as if separated from the earth, is suspended in the air.

Affected by this, the Death Altar was unable to absorb the power of the Northern Regions for a while.

However, just when the situation was good, Zhang Ruochen's face changed slightly.

Just now, he sensed a special spatial fluctuation coming from the pitch-black void below the altar.

There is danger.

"Ah......h

A terrible scream came from underground.

Immediately afterwards, a Death Knight flashed out of the ground, his body wrapped in blue flames, and his expression was extremely hideous.

"Shhhh ”

In the blink of an eye, he fell to the ground, burned to ashes by the blue flames.

Out of the ashes, a blue firefly, the size of a fingernail, crawled out of the ashes, and looked extremely beautiful.

"Godeater. ”

Zhang Ruochen recognized the blue fireworm, his face became even more powerful, and he immediately transmitted a message to Xiang Chunan and the others, asking them to retreat and distance themselves from the god-devouring worm.

The trunk of the tree that connected to the heavenly god tree was indeed under the altar.

Because, the god-eater worm is parasitic on the trunk of the heavenly god tree. Obviously, the attack just now tore a gap in the space where the trunk of the Heavenly God Wood was located, so that the God Devouring Worm would come to the ground.

There is no doubt that the horror of the God Devouring Insect is that even a god will have quite a headache when he encounters it.

The one that appears now can only be regarded as the smallest.

At the beginning, Zhang Ruochen and Canglan Martial Saint entered that strange space together, and saw patches of god-devouring insects, some of which could be the size of a fist, and some were the size of a basin.

The bigger the god-eater, the more terrifying it becomes.

Just when all the monks were frightened by the God Devouring Worm, on the altar, in a gray mist, a beautiful woman's voice came out: "Legend has it that the God Devouring Insect is a tree worm that receives the Heavenly Divine Tree, and is born together with the Heavenly Divine Tree. There is actually one here, could it be that there is still a heavenly god tree growing in the space under the altar?"

As the sound came out, a mighty river Styx flowed out of the altar of death. In the River Styx, a behemoth appeared, with nine heads, and it was actually a head and nine heads of Xuanwu.

And on the back of the nine Xuanwu, there stood a tall and graceful woman. Outside her body, surrounded by chains condensed by the rules of fate, it seems that the fate of all the spirits in the world is under her control.

It's none other than the three goddesses of the Temple of Destiny.

"Under the altar, there is something else?"

"Since the God Devouring Worm has appeared, there is definitely a Heavenly Divine Tree underground. Could it be that the Heavenly Divine Tree has grown new seedlings again?"

"It's entirely possible, otherwise why would the Kunlun realm recover?"

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Even the monks of the Dead Clan didn't expect that the underground of the Death Altar would actually be an independent space. Suddenly, they all became excited, gearing up, wanting to immediately break in and seize the treasures inside.

Standing on the River Styx, Pranya raised a crystal clear fairy face, his eyes swept over Zhang Ruochen and the others, and finally fell on Zhang Ruochen's body.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes had long been staring at her.

The moment the four eyes met, Zhang Ruochen's body trembled slightly, his pupils couldn't help but dilate, and the whole person seemed to be petrified.

On the River Styx, the slender and delicate body of Prajna is also slightly unnoticed.

For a moment, both of them were as silent as statues, breathing paused. To be precise, it was as if the whole world had come to a standstill, and time had stopped flowing.

Except for the two of them, the surrounding scene disappeared.

Although they were still far apart, the space seemed to disappear suddenly, and the two became close enough to see each other clearly.

After a long time, Zhang Ruochen took a sharp breath and returned to reality, and the surrounding scene reappeared, and his hearing and perception were restored.

Although the woman in front of her has changed greatly, Zhang Ruochen recognized her by only seeing her eyes.

"It's her, it must be her, how can it be her?"

Zhang Ruochen's ten fingers couldn't help clenching, and he couldn't believe what he saw.

For a while, his heart was pinched together, a throbbing pain, and countless pictures of the past appeared in his mind, and finally froze in front of the palace gate of Ziwei Palace.

The scenes of the past are so clear that they have never been forgotten at all.

said that he would forget and let go of everything, but it turned out that he was just deceiving himself.

After staring at it for a long time, Zhang Ruochen's heart trembled violently, and he said secretly: "That's right, it must be her, why did she go to the hell realm? Why did she become a dead clan? Everything has changed, what has happened in the past few years?"

There has never been a moment when Zhang Ruochen's heart will be so chaotic, with too many doubts and too many complicated feelings, which makes him have mixed feelings, but he can't confide half a word to others.

A man who should have died stood in front of him again.

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