There it is!" Zhao Wujiang pointed ahead.

Wen Yu looked at it, in addition to the snow in front of him, the sky was also gray.

But in Zhao Wujiang's eyes, the sky is gray, and snowflakes are also gray.

In front of him, covered by the wind and snow, were the blue lines of Dao wood, and a deep, darkening blue light.

He knew that it was the direction of the Kunlun Divine Tree, and the lines were the causal lines displayed by the Divine Tree.

"Let's go, don't look at it, wait a little bit and pay more attention to your step." Zhao Wujiang patted Wen Yu's shoulder and smiled kindly.

"Oh, oh."

Wen Yu kept up with Zhao Wujiang's pace, listening to Zhao Wujiang's words, his eyes kept paying attention to his feet.

After a cup of tea, he suddenly stepped on a hard object, and when he picked it up, it was a cyan wooden block.

The wooden blocks are wrinkled with lines, like the wrinkles on the old man's body.

At the same time, the color of the wooden blocks is extremely dull and is about to decay.

"Brother Wujiang, look at you, isn't this it?" Wen Yu shouted excitedly.

Zhao Wujiang took the wooden block, and a dinging sound instantly sounded in his mind.

【Ding! Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the rare Five Emperors Qi. wood

Remarks: Kunlun Sacred Tree]

"That's right, that's it." He nodded, but his face was a little solemn.

Because the Kunlun Sacred Tree is buried in the snow.

In the information he obtained, the Kunlun Divine Tree has spirituality and will not be buried under the snow, and now that a piece of Divine Wood has been found in the snow, coupled with the dim appearance of the Divine Tree, he has a faint guess.

The edifice will fall, and the sacred tree will fall.

"Keep walking, He should be waiting for me." Zhao Wujiang said softly.

After the Xuanwu Spirit appeared, if the Qinglong Spirit who wanted to come to Kunlun Divine Mountain was unharmed, he would inevitably feel the breath of this same kind.

Wen Yu took Shenmu into his arms, his face was happy, "Hehe, this is for Godfather to bring back, his old man will definitely be."

As he spoke, Wen Yu was silent, then took a deep breath and kept up with Zhao Wujiang's pace.

The seven major clans have entered the realm of Kunlun, and now the powerhouses of the two clans have found three pieces of Kunlun Divine Wood.

They walked hard in the wind and snow, and they felt more and more cold.

But the clan gave them a lot of tasks, in addition to bringing back some Kunlun Divine Trees, that is, to water the chaos water in the vial onto a big tree.

However, they haven't seen any big trees so far, but according to the orders of the ancestors of the clan, the chaos water in the vial will guide them in the direction.

Everyone walked in the wind and snow, sometimes some people stiffened their hands and feet and were forced to stop, and sometimes some people fought for the newly discovered Kunlun Divine Tree.

Zhao Wujiang carried his hands behind his back, dressed like a black shirt, and his long hair fluttered in the wind, not as if he was walking in the wind and snow, but as if the wind and snow were coming to him.

The lines of wood and green in his eyes were getting closer and closer, and faintly, he heard thunder, heard roars, and heard the rustling of fallen leaves.

Wen Yu followed behind, carrying a huge cloth bag, like a traveler who was carrying his whole net worth overnight.

The cloth pocket is full of cyan wood blocks, all of which are Kunlun sacred wood.

"Smack."

The cloth bag was full, the mouth of the bag could not be tightened, and a piece of Kunlun Divine Wood fell out and covered the snow with a snap.

He put down the big cloth bag and was about to pick it up, when Zhao Wujiang smiled:

"Forget it, there's a lot ahead!"

Wen Yu scratched his head, nodded emphatically, picked up the large cloth bag, and staggered to keep up with Zhao Wujiang's pace.

Far away, in the other direction.

The Wu clan and the Wang clan are fighting.

The cause was a piece of Kunlun sacred wood on the snow.

Outside Kunlun, everyone looked at the scene of the Wu clan and the Wang clan fighting for a piece of Kunlun Divine Tree in the Divine Mirror, and they couldn't laugh at all.

Because they saw that Zhao Wujiang and Wen Yu had harvested too many divine trees.

There was a lot of talk in the crowd, and some people muttered

Muttering:

"This divine tree is like having legs, Zhao Wujiang picked it up as he walked, and the bag was almost out of place

Look at our people."

"I didn't see it, I fought for a piece of Divine Tree, Zhao Wujiang and they didn't bother to pick up a piece of Divine Tree they lost just now. People are more popular than dead people."

"Look, you see, the young man behind him dropped a few more pieces and he wanted to pick them up, this Zhao Wujiang actually scolded him, I this is worse than killing me!"

「. Hmph, what's the use of getting so many divine trees?"

"Your Qin clan is just jealous and hateful."

"You! You're only one piece of the Zhou family!"

"Oh, that's better than a certain clan, and everyone is almost dead."

"You! Hum! When the clan uncle recovers from his injuries, what about Zhao Wujiang bringing out the Divine Tree? Did he bring it out? Will he be able to get out of Kunlun alive?"

"The Qin clan will only bully the small with the big and the weak with the strong?"

"Do you want to have a fight with me when you say that?"

"Come on, don't stop anyone, my Zhou clan looks down on you Qin clan the most, what a thing!"

"Come"

"Hey, it's all clans, why bother hurting the harmony!"

"Hit, hit me hard today, whoever doesn't do it is my grandson!"

"Yes, a gentleman's words are hard to chase!"

「.」

Soon, the sound of a fight rang out.

Kun Wuzi, the third elder of the Kunlun Relic Clan, glanced at him and did not stop him, but looked at Zhao Wujiang with a more and more solemn expression.

The sky and the earth were vast, and a gray-brown curtain appeared in the gray sky in the distance.

The curtain occupies four-fifths of Zhao Wujiang and Wen Yu's field of vision, just like someone taking a brush and brushing a smear of gray brown on a piece of white paper, which will occupy the entire white paper.

Wen Yu's eyes widened, looking at the gray-brown curtain between heaven and earth, raising his head and moving upward, gradually seeing a touch of vicissitudes of wood and green at the top of the sky dome.

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Qi of the Five Emperors. wood

Remarks: Kunlun Sacred Tree]

A mechanical voice sounded in Zhao Wujiang's mind, and he understood that the gray-brown curtain in front of him across the heavens and the earth was the trunk of the Kunlun Divine Tree, and the green color of the heavenly dome was the dense leaves of the Divine Tree.

His heart was also shocked at the moment, he had never seen such a huge thing, as if this tree supported the whole world.

Vicissitudes, vastness, years, eternity!

The two quickly approached, and a dark brown hill appeared in front of them, which was the root system of the Kunlun God extending from the ground.

The hill is snow-capped, with many trees and flowers, but they are all withered, and only a faint life remains.

Zhao Wujiang and Wen Yu climbed up the root hill and walked up the hill.

Outside Kunlun, everyone looked inside the Kunlun Divine Mirror, and after the figures of Zhao Wujiang and Wen Yu walked into the vast expanse, they disappeared, and they all exclaimed in surprise, and they were puzzled.

"What's going on? Why can't you see Zhao Wujiang and the two of them?"

"Could it be that they are lost?"

"It's weird."

The three elders had fluttering eyebrows, and thought of a possibility, and then, the mirror surface of the divine mirror like water rippled in circles, he was puzzled, and secretly said that he didn't open the divine mirror, what was going on?

The wind and snow converged on the mirror to form an old figure, with long hair and waist, all the color of wood green, dressed in a snow-white robe, stepping on the mirror barefoot.

"Patriarch?" The three elders exclaimed.

"Kun Wuzi, you stay here, anyone here has any abnormal movements, don't kill them!" The patriarch of the Kunlun Relic Clan spoke coldly, his eyes ignoring the paleness of all beings.

Then, on his tiptoes, he disappeared outside the Divine Mirror, and stepped into the Kunlun Divine Mirror.

The face of the third elder Kun Wuzi condensed into frost in an instant, and with a move of his hand, the wind and snow flew around, forming a wind and snow city wall on the top of the mountain.

"Kun Wuzi, what are you doing?"

"Senior, what happened? How so?"

「

This murderous? Could it be that this is how the Kunlun remnants treat their guests?"

A sound of alarm and anger continued to sound.

(End of chapter)