With the last stream of heat fused into his body, the statue in front of Zhang Yu shattered and turned into a pile of dust.

He withdrew his hand and put the gloves back on.

He felt that there was not much source energy contained in this statue, and in the Blood Yang Divine Kingdom, it was at most an ordinary god, and it was far from being enough for the three main gods of Blood Yang.

It's no wonder that the golden feather just came in, but he just broke the god idol and flew out, obviously not taking this alien god very seriously.

But this is just an isolated temple standing on the periphery, and it is likely that it is only responsible for guarding the outer periphery, so it is impossible to see the upper limit of the alien god here.

He stepped out of the temple, tiptoeing, and once again soared high into the air, and flew in the direction the monks had just left.

Judging by the traces observed by the Seal of Foresight, it had been at least half a day since the killing.

The monks were supposed to be trying to kill the natives on the road so that their whereabouts would not be revealed, so the rest of the journey could be sped up a bit.

Half a moment later, he entered a wetland dotted with lakes, white longboats floating on the shore, sprinkled with flower petals, and an even larger temple towering over the shore.

It was supposed to be a beautiful picture, but now it looked like it had been destroyed, the temple had collapsed, the broken pillars buried in the dirt, and the tattered corpses everywhere, and the glimmering blood flowed down the banks of the river and into the lake.

Zhang Yu saw in the sky above that a huge alien god's head had landed in front of the temple, its eyes wide open to the sky, and around it, there were pieces of broken idol limbs.

Obviously, the alien gods enshrined in the temple felt the invasion of foreign enemies, so they descended on the spirits and leaned over the idol to confront the invading monks.

He looked at it with the seal of foresight, and the whole battle lasted only five or six breaths, during which only one middle monk made a move, this person and Hui Yuanwu were also a monk who was good at close combat, and it was only a very light punch that shattered this alien god on the spot.

Since the idol had been destroyed, there was no need for him to stay here, so he continued to walk, and along the way, he saw two more destroyed temples, and the statues inside were also destroyed.

And as the terrain gradually opened up, he gradually discovered that the alien gods in these temples looked more like the lords of a certain land, scattered over this vast area.

Therefore, there should be more than just alien gods on this path of their own advancement, and there should be many more on a wider scale.

And this raises the question, where is that "spiritual pass"?

After all, only by finding the location of the spiritual pass can we master this "boundary gap".

On the next road, he found that Wan Ming and the others were obviously aware of this, so the monks scattered among themselves and flew in different directions.

He thought about it for a moment and decided to move on.

As he expected, every distance he had advanced, he would see an isolated temple, but there had been no serious fighting, because the monks had destroyed the idols first.

It should be that the previous battle also made these monks realize that letting the gods and spirits descend was purely to cause trouble for themselves, so they adopted a more labor-saving and simple way.

Fortunately, the damage to these statues was not very serious, and they were still largely intact, so when Zhang Yu passed by these places, he also easily absorbed the source energy on them, and then continued to move forward.

As time passed, he felt like he was getting closer and closer to the monk in front of him.

A moment later, another temple appeared in his eyes, and in front of the building, a monk in a silver robe was standing, as if he were questioning two indigenous gods kneeling in front of him.

Suddenly, with a wave of his sleeve, the two natives lost their heads and fell to the ground.

It was clear that the monk was asking the natives about the possible whereabouts of Lingguan, but it seemed that the people did not get the answers they wanted.

Zhang Yu didn't dodge this time, and galloped directly towards the location of this person, if Wan Ming and the others gathered together, then he would not choose to step forward, but since they were scattered, there was no need to be as careful as before.

The monk in the distance also seemed to notice it at this time, turned his head to take a look, and after seeing Zhang Yu's appearance, he was stunned at first, and then his expression changed slightly, as if he recognized him.

The person turned around and faced Zhang Yu, and then a four-eared strange figure appeared behind him, and at the same time, the sound of rushing water was transmitted around him, and in a flash, the four streams of water were swept up together, and they attacked him with a monstrous momentum.

The light in Zhang Yu's eyes flashed slightly, and the cicada sword on his side flew out suddenly, this time the speed of the sword was not fast, and both the enemy and the enemy could clearly distinguish the trajectory of the sword light.

At this moment, the monk suddenly received an urgent warning from the observer, and immediately realized that this flying sword was powerful, so the phantom behind him moved, and then turned into waves of water rushing out, trying to stop the sword light.

However, the sword light seemed to know his movements in advance, and every time it was just right to dodge, after a dozen dodges, it snorted and passed through the front chest of the person.

The monk lowered his head, looked at his chest in disbelief, and then fell to his knees and fell to his knees.

When the last blow came, the tip of the cicada sword shook a few times, and he had to follow the observer's prediction to deploy his mental strength to the place where the sword light might come, but the flying sword just smashed into his weakest place, directly cutting off his vitality.

He tried to raise his head to look at Zhang Yu, his lips moved, but only a wisp of blood gushed out of his mouth, and he spurted out with his last breath, his head drooped heavily in his chest, and after a while, there was no more movement.

Zhang Yu watched this scene quietly, he didn't have any subtle skills with the sword just now, he purely relied on the seal of foresight to take the enemy one step ahead, suppressing the opponent from beginning to end, so that he could only follow his rhythm completely.

This seal has really helped him a lot, especially when combined with his fighting style, it seems to have played an unexpected role.

However, the interesting thing is that all the monks who cultivated the small seal, because their visualization maps were all obtained from the Hun Zhang monks, so none of them were the same.

However, when the other party released the visualization map, he also saw a similar visualization map in the "Seal of Foresight", which is logically impossible to do, because the seal of foresight only summarizes the existing information, and cannot show the unknown and unknown.

He guessed that this might be because he had seen the visualization maps of various sects before, so the Seal of Foresight found some kind of similarity in them.

His mind turned, and if he glanced meaningfully at the monk's corpse, he didn't pay any attention to it, and turned around and walked towards the temple, he could feel that there were still living beings in it.

Not long after he left, a faint spiritual light suddenly appeared above the monk's corpse, but before he could get away, many strange figures suddenly appeared in the surrounding atmosphere, stretched out their slender arms and grabbed him, and then silently dragged him to an invisible realm.

After Zhang Yu stepped into the temple, he didn't pay attention to the corpses on the ground, and walked towards the apse without stopping, and soon came to a temple made of gold and copper.

The ornate altar is sprinkled with flower petals and jars of sesame oil are placed, but on the top altar, there is no idol of the god, but only a gold cup carved with exquisite patterns.

He looked into a corner, and was about to go any further, when a white shadow flashed, and he saw a little white lion stop in front of him, let out a low, childish roar, and grin at him, looking like it was trying to intimidate him with its tiny teeth.

He turned his head to look, and in the side corridor on the side, there were two majestic white lions the size of a small mountain, but they were both dead on the side at this moment, apparently killed by the monk just now.

Judging from the gold rings on the feet of the white lion, it should have a fairly close relationship with the foreign gods and divine consciousness here, and it is likely to belong to the spiritual creatures who guarded the temple.

When the lion cub saw that he would not retreat, he rushed up and tried to come up and bite him, but was easily pushed away by his heartlight.

At this time, there was an exclamation, and behind the altar, a little girl with dark hair about seven or eight years old walked out, she looked at the little lion, her face was full of anxiety, and she said in spiritual language: "Powerful gods from outside, please don't hurt Namor, it is no threat to you." ”

In Zhang Yu's eyes, there was a ball of light on this little girl's body, there was no doubt that this was also a god or a demigod.

The little girl looked at him without any fear, and at this moment she took the initiative to stand up again, obviously with a certain amount of courage.

He thought about it, this place was different from the Eastern Garden, there were many alien gods who chose to cooperate with Qingyang Shangzhou, and they were not necessarily all enemies, and it was not the right thing to do without distinction.

Seeing that he seemed to be thinking, the little girl clasped her hands in front of her chest and said, "Powerful foreign god, I know what you are looking for, and I am willing to tell you the way to the land of the gods, but I beg you to spare Namor." ”

Zhang Yuxinguang pushed and sent the little lion to the little girl, who squatted down and hugged the little lion, she opened her bright eyes and said gratefully: "Thank you, you are different from them." ”

She thought for a moment and said, "Powerful alien god, you can walk north along the red fruit tree, and when you see the highest peak, look at the idol of the god Mota, and follow the place where the god's eyes are looking at a pit where you can see a pit, where the land of the gods is located. ”

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