"Huh...... Sure enough, he came, too. In another place in the garden, Zhao Yunshan sneered. In his hands, it is also a token of the sect.

With a wave of his hand, Zhao Yunshan also isolated the induction, and then, he hid his figure with a pinch, and sneaked away at great speed.

"Strange...... In this spirit orchard, how come they are just some ordinary spirit fruit trees? It seems that it is only within a hundred years?" Luo Chen frowned.

According to the words of the Blood Moon Venerable, the plants in this spirit orchard should all be counted in tens of thousands of years. Now, what's the situation?

Any spirit fruit tree is less than a hundred years old.

Although these spirit fruit trees are also some rare varieties, even Luo Chen has never heard of, but without exception, there are no ripe fruits.

Originally, Luo Chen was in a hurry, but in this situation, he couldn't help but pay attention to it.

Mind scanning, paying close attention, Luo Chen was shocked in his heart, and a terrible thought appeared in the sea of consciousness - these spirit fruit trees are not the old trees that he thought before died, and the fruits were rotten and sprouted, but they all seemed to be artificially planted!

Isn't the jailer dead?

Luo Chen's heart was beating wildly.

Although he also refined a gold token, he can be regarded as having the status of a jailer. It's just that he sneaked into this place rashly, didn't he get this hellish relic?

This is a big disrespect!

A jailer who can guard a Venerable Monk and a Dao Realm prisoner here, how can the realm be lower?

If it really survives to this day, the cultivation must be ancient and modern, which is extremely amazing!

In the face of such an existence, how could Luo Chen not be afraid?

The dynasty is already a passing thing, and the heavy identity of a jailer can't give him the slightest protection.

Luo Chen's face was cloudy, and after a long time, he took a deep breath and made up his mind to move on.

Today, if that jailer survives, I am afraid that he will already be unable to help himself, and even if he wants to retreat at this moment, it will probably be too late.

As soon as Luo Chen walked by, a smirking face suddenly appeared on the trunk of a tree.

"Whew!"

A demon cultivator was flying fast, but suddenly, rattans suddenly shot out from the ground, and a spirit vine as thick as a foot long appeared, trapping the demon cultivators.

In this way, the rattan pierces through its body and sucks the essence and blood. In the blink of an eye, the demon cultivator turned into dry bones, and when the breeze blew, it was reduced to flying ashes.

"Whew!"

The disciples of the Xuanshui Sect were walking fast, but suddenly, one by one, the roots rolled towards them from the depths of the ground.

"Humph!"

The disciple of the Xuanshui Sect snorted coldly, the demonic qi was rolling, and a huge bull's head phantom appeared again, and he drank it violently, directly shattering the roots.

"Boom!"

Hundreds of roots flew out, evolving many runes to trap and kill the disciples of the Xuanshui Sect.

"Roar!"

The demon bull roared, shattering countless rhizomes.

Behind it, a pair of wings appeared, the wings unfolded, and on the root feathers, all of them turned into the roots of the mysterious light of the Dao Dao and collapsed.

Eventually, no more roots flew out of the ground, and all the surviving roots retracted as quickly as possible.

"Hey, attacked the deity, and still want to escape?" The Xuanshui Sect disciple sneered, pinched the trick, and when he landed, with it as the center, a ball of demonic light spread rapidly in all directions.

"Hiss......"

With a flash of inspiration, a tree man appeared, roared angrily, and looked at the Xuanshui Sect disciple viciously.

"Hey, the Spirit Tree Becomes a Spirit, hey, ......I see, I see" With a low laugh, the Xuanshui Sect disciple waved his hand, and when he landed, the tree man struggled and roared, shrinking continuously, and finally fell into his palm.

"Buzz!"

In the palm of his hand, Dao runes appeared, constantly refining the tree man.

In the end, the tree man howled miserably and turned into a thumb-sized emerald elixir.

As soon as the Xuanshui Sect disciple took it in, it fell into his mouth.

"Damn, who dares to kill my Spirit Clan?" a roar of rage resounded in the depths of the Spirit Orchard.

"Huh...... The Spirit Clan?, just a fruit tree, dare to be lawless, and self-styled a family?" a sneer came out.

The previous voice came from a tree that was thousands of feet in size, but had only one fruit.

The latter voice actually came from under the tree.

Under the tree, there was a golden giant sitting cross-legged, but compared to the golden giant who was the jailer of the first secret realm, it was at best a baby, just the size of an ordinary person.

On its skull, a golden token glittered, shielding the little golden giant. And all around, there are countless vines, either devouring the golden halo, or constantly attacking.

"Lawlessness? Hmph! What is the use of those laws? That is the constitution formulated by you pedantic human race, why should my spirit race obey it? In your eyes, my spirit race is only exploited! I am not convinced! Hmph! This seat has realized the way and comprehended the method of transforming spirits, and now, my spirit race has more than 3,000 members!

If you need it, not to mention supernatural powers, it is not impossible to transform into a Dao! The great era that belongs to my Spirit Race is coming, and I am the ancestor of the Spirit Race! Haha......" On the trunk of the tree, a hideous human face couldn't stop laughing wildly.

"Hmph! The Great Age of the Spirit Race? Ridiculous! You never know how big this world is! When you jump out of the bottom of the well one day, you will know how shallow and ignorant you are. It's a pity that you don't have that chance.

The jailer of the first secret realm is here, and in front of him, you have only one way to die. It's an honor for you to die so soon, so that you don't feel guilty about knowing the truth in the future. The little golden giant sneered.

"Haha! I don't know how big this world is? Wei Shen Sect, when this seat refines you thoroughly, I will naturally know how big this world is. Moreover, do you think this seat cares about how big this world is? As long as you are refined, this seat can replace you and become the new master of this prison key, and when the time comes, this seat will turn into a way in one fell swoop, and then refine the prisoners in this prison one by one, hehe...... At that time, how powerful will this seat be?

It's exciting to think about it!Weishen Sect, don't forget, this seat has already devoured most of your corpse. It's hateful, I can't imagine that last time you still had a trace of residual thoughts, cast a secret technique, reborn a new fetus, escaped a catastrophe, and survived until now. Presumably you've run out of immortal power now, right?

Hehe, with your current strength, you can still inspire the Guardian of the Key of Prison, it's already reluctant, right? You and I will unite sooner or later, why do you want to hide? As for the so-called jailer, this seat will destroy the Dao and other nonsense, don't say it, this seat has already used secret techniques to investigate, that kid is just a stunned young man in the Spirit Root Realm, and besides, it's not your golden giant clan at all!"

"Hmph, rotten wood can't be carved, although you have refined half of the corpse of the main body, but you haven't inherited much memory, how can you know the beauty of the key to the prison?"

"Hmm, what do you mean by that?" the vine monster asked with a frown.

Wei Shenzong sneered and remained silent.

Seeing this, the vine monster's face sank, and he snorted coldly, and the vine whiskers surrounding the Weishen Sect suddenly became violent, and countless spells were burning.

Suddenly, a trace of pain appeared on the face of the Guardian God Sect.

The vine monster's eyes flickered, and suddenly his mouth whispered, and a thought spread around.

Suddenly, in the countless dark places in the spirit orchard, a thousand strange spirit clans awakened.

One by one, they all rushed out, and in the joint operation, they turned into a big net, wanting to wipe out Luo Chen and the other monks who broke into this room!

"It's ......"

Whether it is a demon cultivator, or a disciple of the Xuanshui Sect, they are all discolored.

How powerful is the aura condensed by thousands of spirit races?

Any spirit clan is a strong person above the spirit vine, and his strength is so strong that he is a true disciple in any sect. And even those who gather souls in the realm of real people have hundreds of people!

Such a force is simply unmatched!

The cultivators only fought with it slightly, and then fled one by one, Rao is like this, there are still three disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley who saw the opportunity too late, were killed on the spot, and became the flower fertilizer of the spirit clan.

"Whew!"

Luo Chen harnessed Banyunpa's hurried escape, his face extremely gloomy.

He thought to himself that the secret technique of the bloody hand, superimposed with the starlight veil, could be described as seamless, but he ignored one point, the plant is very sensitive to the brilliance of the sun and the moon. Hiding with the starlight veil is self-defeating, and a soul-gathering realm tree man saw through the invisibility technique and locked the breath, and now even if he wants to hide again, he can't do it.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

In the rear, the Soul Gathering Tree Man continued to release all kinds of strange spells, interfering with its escape path.

Although it tried its best to avoid it, it was still inevitably contaminated with some runes. These runes dissolved in the light, causing their mana to be lost inexplicably.

If it weren't for the fact that he had enough spiritual fluid, he could quickly recover his mana, but I was afraid that he would have ended up in a different place at this moment!

"Could this be the spirit clan?" Luo Chen frowned.

Birds and beasts are demons, and flowers, plants, trees and stones are monsters.

The demon clan is common, but the spirit clan is extremely rare.

These powerful treants who appeared in the Spirit Orchard should be the Spirit Clan. Now, Luo Chen finally understood why the plants in the Spirit Orchard were only less than a hundred years old.

Those spirit fruit trees that were originally cultivated by the jailers have turned into spirits and become spirits.

"Boom!"

In all directions, there are tree people and vine people approaching.

"Damn! I can't escape, fight!"

Luo Chen scolded secretly.

With a wave of his hand, one after another magic arrays were thrown, trapping and killing the spirits of the Quartet.

With this, Luo Chen waved his hand casually, and the bronze small tripod was sacrificed, and the Ming Ding Spirit Array projected, suppressing the soul gathering spirit.

Lock Magic!

Divine Consciousness Thorn!

The two primordial gods attacked the secret technique and unleashed it.

At the same time, Luo Chen waved his hand casually, and six hundred dragon mosquitoes flew out, the magic sword soared, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

A magic bead flew out, scattering water and light, trapping the Soul Gathering Realm monster.

He's desperate!

At this moment, I don't know what is wrong, and the reincarnation path of destroying the eyes is completely hopeless.

The only thing he can rely on is himself.

It's a pity that although he has refined a lot of magic array plates, the consumption in the secret realm of the Hall of Sins is also very large, and he has not refined it since then, and now, he is already shy in his pocket.

Even if the magic array at hand was exhausted, it would not be able to trap these spirits.