At that moment, Jiang Yuan followed the roots of the tree and walked in the direction of Lingwei's cry for help.

In the process of moving forward, Jiang Yuan was still near the end of the temple, and saw some other words that exuded a ghostly light, these words were densely inscribed on the mountain wall, ancient and mysterious.

It can be seen that the site of the Great War of Gods and Demons, the remnants of divine arts, attracted many witches to come to observe.

It's just a pity that Jiang Yuan doesn't know this kind of text, so he can't decipher and understand the content on it, otherwise Jiang Yuan believes that with these witch experiences, his understanding of spells will be on a higher level.

As he gradually moved forward, Jiang Yuan's speed began to slow down.

When going to Lingwei, it is necessary to pass through the place where Lingyu and spiritual aura disappear, that is, where the divine magic is.

Lingyu and spiritual aura disappeared too strangely, and Jiang Yuan had to be cautious.

He looked at the roots of the trees on the ground, and he didn't seem to have any intention of bypassing the divine arts, which made Jiang Yuan hesitate a little.

As he gradually approached the divine technique, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but look around vigilantly, the flames on his fingertips surged upward, and bright light was shining in all directions.

Soon, Jiang Yuan noticed the abnormality ahead.

The location of the divine art is a large flat land in the center of the temple, and there are sixteen ancient stone pillars around the flat land. These stone pillars are simple and unremarkable, with traces of natural erosion, forming a circle around the flat ground.

"That's where the magic is?"

Jiang Yuan could clearly feel that the terrifying and powerful divine technique was in the middle of these sixteen stone pillars.

But when you look at it with the naked eye, it's empty, and you can't see anything.

Jiang Yuan frowned, he began to enter the form of the ghost, wanting to try the unique vision of the form of the shadow, whether he could discover the mysteries of the divine arts.

As the black qi surged, when the pair of miserable white eyes opened from the black qi, Jiang Yuan looked towards the middle of the stone pillar again.

The flat ground in the middle of the stone pillar is still empty.

But this time, although his eyes couldn't see, Jiang Yuan felt it!

Jiang Yuan relied on the special senses of the form of the shadow to feel the shape of the divine art.

The divine magic is in the middle of the stone pillar, taking on a perfect spherical shape.

But the spherical shape does not seem to be stable, it sometimes expands and grows, and at other times shrinks sharply.

When it expands, its range is even a few feet beyond the stone pillars. And when it shrinks suddenly, it doesn't exceed the size of a watermelon.

"This sphere is a magic technique that can reverse time?"

Jiang Yuan didn't expect that the divine art would take on such a shape, and he was in the form of the ghost between the real and the unreal, and he could actually feel the shape of the divine art.

And the sphere made Jiang Yuan think of a theory in his original world-wormhole theory.

In theory, wormholes allow for teleportation, or time travel.

The projection of the wormhole in the three-dimensional world is a sphere.

"Is this magic an existence similar to a wormhole?"

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but connect the two, if this was really the case, then the strength of the Protoss would reach an incomprehensible, indescribable and terrifying level.

And the enemy of the Protoss, the Demon, must also be a powerful existence that can compete with the Protoss.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but secretly rejoice, fortunately, the gods and demons had already left this world, otherwise with these terrifying existences, how could other creatures still have room to survive.

Jiang Yuan carefully bypassed this place, and he became more and more vigilant about this divine technique.

In the original world, whether people could survive through wormholes has always been a topic of debate. If this magic was really something similar to a wormhole, then Jiang Yuan would never touch it easily.

But after thinking about it carefully, Jiang Yuan also began to feel relieved.

This magic may have a wormhole-like effect, but it will never be a wormhole, otherwise this place would have been destroyed by the gravity of the wormhole.

And, didn't anyone in the exploration team ever peep into the magic and return to the exploration alive?

Jiang Yuan thought about it as he bypassed the divine technique.

When he was about to leave, he suddenly found that one of the roots of the tree spreading in the temple actually extended into the range of the divine magic.

This made Jiang Yuan can't help but stop and look into the distance, wanting to see what kind of changes will occur when Jianmu comes into contact with this divine art.

I saw that the divine magic that took shape of the sphere suddenly expanded, and the roots of the tree that extended into the divine magic suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Jiang Yuan, who was secretly observing all this, couldn't feel the breath of this tree root, and its disappearance was just like when the spiritual cultivation and spiritual aura disappeared.

"Save ...... Help me......"

Ling Wei's voice was still coming, and it became clearer and clearer as Jiang Yuan approached.

But Jiang Yuan didn't care about it at this time, and only cared about observing the changes in the divine arts.

Jiang Yuan knew that the tree demon Lin Yulin seemed to have special powers for time and space, and the divine art was also a spell about time and space, so he didn't know what interesting things would happen if the two came into contact.

The roots of the tree disappeared inexplicably, but it seemed to still exist, existing in another time and space, absorbing nutrients from that place and transporting them back to the body in a special way.

Jiang Yuan even saw that the roots of the other trees nearby were rapidly becoming thicker, obviously the nutrients drawn from another time and space were very rich.

Suddenly, the vanished root reappeared.

At this time, the root of the tree has undergone a huge change, I saw that it has not only become thicker and thicker, but also has divided into countless side small roots, these small roots are knotted together, if stretched out, I am afraid that it will be more than ten zhang long.

And this tree root suddenly appeared in the divine art, but it did not disappear again, even if it passed through the divine orb and extended into the distance, it did not have the slightest effect.

This made Jiang Yuan can't help but remember what Wu Xianxin said:

"Is there only one chance for one person to peek into the divine arts...... This Jianmu is really magical, and it actually uses divine magic to absorb the nutrients of other time and space. ”

Jianmu Tree Root successfully went and returned, which made Jiang Yuan feel a little relieved.

It seems that this magic is not so dangerous, and the witch Xianxin has said that as long as the mind is clear, this magic will not affect it.

Is the idea of building a wood accessible? Of course, a piece of wood, the main consciousness has been closed and sleeping, and there is only the instinct to survive.

And it left and returned for a short time, and it seemed to be unusually smooth.

And the spiritual cultivation and spiritual aura disappeared inexplicably here, presumably because they couldn't perceive the existence of divine magic, and were inadvertently swallowed by divine magic.

But they never reappeared, and it seemed that they were in trouble.

Jiang Yuan stared at the invisible magic for a while, and finally turned back into his ordinary form and turned his head away.

He continued to walk in the direction of Lingwei's cry for help, not wanting to stay too much in this place.

Compared with this mysterious magic, Jiang Yuan still cared more about the magic experience left by the witch.

Lingwei's voice was silent for a while, and then it sounded faintly in the darkness again:

"Who's coming...... Help me...... Senior Brother ......"

Listening to Lingwei's cry for help, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but secretly wonder, this chick is quite capable of screaming, and she hasn't died for so long.

If she really encountered any danger, Jiang Yuan didn't mind saving her, after all, from her, there might be a chance to decipher those ancient characters.

The roots of the building wood also spread more and more in the temple, and it seems that in the temple, they can also find nutrients.

Wherever Gensu went, Jiang Yuan wouldn't worry too much.

As he continued to move forward, Jiang Yuan got closer and closer to the place where Lingwei's distress cry came from.

And Lingwei also seemed to be sensitive, and the cries for help came out one after another:

"Save ...... Help me......"

"Who's coming...... Help me...... Senior Brother ......"

"Save ...... Help me......"

"Who's coming...... Help me...... Senior Brother ......"

......

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but have a flash of vigilance in his eyes, no matter how he heard this cry for help, it was wrong.

Lingwei kept turning over and over, and it seemed that she would only say these two sentences.

And until he was very close to the place where the distress cry came from, Jiang Yuan still couldn't feel Lingwei's breath.

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Yuan opened his mouth and shouted into the darkness in the distance:

"Xiaowei, your big brother Jiang is here to save you!"

After hearing Jiang Yuan's voice, Lingwei's cry for help froze for a moment, and then suddenly burst out:

"Save ...... Help me......"

"Who's coming...... Help me...... Senior Brother ......"

"Save ...... Help me......"

"Who's coming...... Help me...... Senior Brother ......"

"Save ...... Help me......"

"Who's coming...... Help me...... Senior Brother ......"

"Save ...... Help me......"

"Who's coming...... Help me...... Senior Brother ......"

"Save ...... Help me......"

"Who's coming...... Help me...... Senior Brother ......"

"Save ...... Help me......"

"Who's coming...... Help me...... Senior Brother ......"

......

All of a sudden, the entire temple was filled with Lingwei's cries for help.

Lingwei's voice continued to hit the walls and ceilings of the temple, and then reflected a continuous echo.

The cries for help and echoes kept mixing, stirring back and forth in this empty temple, distracting and creepy.

Jiang Yuan frowned, and shouted:

"Who's pretending to be a ghost?!"

With that, he threw a punch in the direction of the distant cry for help in the darkness.

A ball of fire erupted from his fist, like a fiery dragon heading straight for the source of the cry for help.

"Bang !!"

A huge explosion rang out in the temple, and the buzzing echo grew louder and louder.

At the same time, the firelight burst out, illuminating the darkness in the distance.

In the firelight, there was a large sea of flowers.

These flowers are densely gathered in the open space in the main hall, the flowers are crystal clear, the whole body is white, the stamens are pale yellow, and the blue stems and leaves under the flowers are transparent like jade.

The flames that Jiang Yuan threw out with a punch were gradually extinguishing in the sea of flowers.

I saw that in this flower bush, the flowers seemed to be able to spew out some viscous liquid in an attempt to extinguish the flames. The liquid appears to be extremely corrosive, making a sizzling sound when it drips on the ground, and is able to corrode a small pit into the metal floor.

At this time, a few clusters of flowers near Jiang Yuan suddenly had a strange appearance.

These white petals suddenly trembled rapidly, and under the high-frequency trembling, they made a sound similar to that of Lingwei:

"Save ...... Help me......"

"Who's coming...... Help me...... Senior Brother ......"