Chapter 1951 It’s Her, How Could It Be Her (1/2)

"boom."

The evil spirit took action, and the divine python swung its giant tail, and its majestic divine power emerged, and it suddenly struck the ground.

Although the ground in the central area of ​​Xianji Mountain is solid, it is still cracking open at this moment, revealing a deeply hidden underground space.

Zhang Ruochen wanted to directly use space means to sneak in, but was blocked by a strange force, so he had no choice but to use force.

The barrier was broken, and the huge underground space was completely revealed. The altar of death and the shadow of the god of death were particularly conspicuous in the darkness.

The last time Zhang Ruochen sneaked in to investigate the situation, the Shadow of Death was only five hundred feet high. Now the height of the Shadow of Death has exceeded a thousand feet. The power gathered 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 Lin Dao.

Obviously, in addition to the fact that their cultivation had already reached the peak of the Heaven Realm, it was also because the Death Altar had mysterious abilities that allowed their cultivation to break through so quickly.

"How is this going?"

Bi Yunhai arrived and asked curiously.

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

"The Dead Tribe uses this Death Altar to absorb the resurgence power of the Northern Territory to create a large number of strong men. They also want to use this to further open up the space channel between the Star Territory where the Dead Tribe is located and the Kunlun Realm. Every day, the strength of the Dead Tribe will increase. A lot of enhancements." Zhang Ruochen explained simply.

Hearing this, Bi Yunhai couldn't help but flashed a strange light in his eyes, and said: "The Dead Clan is really good at calculating. They want to support war with war, how can they be allowed to do so? But after destroying this death altar, can the Dead Clan Won’t you build a death altar somewhere else?”

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 Territory in the past. It is the birthplace of the Northern Territory’s ancestral lineage, and it is the only place suitable for building a death altar.”

Xianji Mountain is extraordinary, otherwise the trunk of the sacred tree would not be here. It would be impossible to find an awakening sacred land in the Northern Territory that could compare with Xianji Mountain, but it would certainly not be easy.

Therefore, as long as this death altar is destroyed, the idea of ​​​​death clan will basically be eliminated.

"You guys step back, I will destroy this death altar." Bi Yunhai said with confidence.

His previous fight with Qiyang had caused him great loss of face, so now he naturally had to take the opportunity to save some, and he must not let Ji Fanxin look down on him.

Bi Yunhai was willing to take action, so Zhang Ruochen and others were naturally happy to do so, and immediately stepped aside in a cooperative manner.

The main reason is that they don't know what's weird about this death altar, so they might as well let Bi Yunhai test it first.

Biyunhai sacrificed the king's weapon and mobilized with all his strength, mobilizing 30% of the rules of heaven and earth within a radius of 70 million miles to prepare a powerful attack.

He really couldn't defeat Qiyang, but he didn't believe that he couldn't even destroy a mere death altar.

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 holy power of the king gushes out from the mouth of the gourd and turns into an extremely bright holy light.

"boom."

The holy light failed to directly hit the death altar, and a dark light shield emerged to block the holy light.

Immediately afterwards, the death altar released a powerful force that spread in all directions like water waves.

The evil spirit swung the huge divine python's body, causing the power released by the death altar to dissipate invisible. Zhang Ruochen and the five of them stood on the evil spirit's head and were not affected.

Bi Yunhai blocked the way with the king's weapon, which was no problem, but his mind could not calm down, and his eyes were fixed on the death altar.

"Could it be that this death altar is more powerful than Qiyang?" Bi Yunhai was shocked.

Zhang Ruochen also had a solemn look in his eyes. Destroying the death altar was indeed much more difficult than he expected.

It's normal to think about it. The dead tribe spent a lot of effort to build this death altar and use it as a trump card. How can it be destroyed casually?

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

Biyunhai is a powerful person in the Lindao realm, and has the strength to rival the Immortal Great Sage. The threat is naturally much greater than that of Zhang Ruochen and others.

"Dare to attack the death altar, it is a capital crime." The white-robed priestess said coldly.

Biyunhai sneered: "Death penalty? I would like to see who can take my life?"

"Death split."

The three white-robed priests took action together and actually activated the shadow of death that was a thousand feet high.

The shadow of the god of death waved the sickle and slashed out a black sickle light, like a long space crack, quickly extending towards the sea of ​​blue clouds.

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

Biyunhai snorted coldly and struck forward with a palm.

Hundreds of thousands of palm rules emerged, triggering a large number of heaven and earth rules, condensing into a vast blue sea, setting off turbulent waves, and rushing towards the shadow of death.

"Take action."

Zhang Ruochen spoke and waved his hand to knock out the Qingtian Pagoda.

At this time, it was impossible for them to be alone. Without destroying the death altar, they would not be able to collect the trunk of the sacred tree.

Ji Fanxin, Feng Yan, Xiang Chunan and Pei Yutian did not hesitate and took action one after another to use holy spells or holy weapons.

Naturally, the evil spirit couldn't stand aside and swung the python's tail, bursting out with powerful divine power, and struck hard at the shadow of death.

Compared to others, the evil spirit is the least scrupulous. Perhaps its attacks are not extremely powerful, but its defense is extremely powerful.

In fact, at this stage, the evil spirit cannot 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 evil spirits can unleash has not yet reached the level of the Immortal Great Sage. Otherwise, it would be enough to roam the Kunlun Realm.

"boom."

The black sickle shadow couldn't withstand so many powerful attacks and immediately shattered and dissipated into nothingness.

"Everyone, help me activate the Qingtian Pagoda and continue the attack." Zhang Ruochen called.

Immediately, Ji Fanxin, Feng Yan, Xiang Chunan, Pei Yutian and Xie Ling all took action, each of them continuously pouring power into the Qingtian Pagoda.

The Blue Sky Pagoda shook and instantly grew in size, like a sacred mountain. Green light emerged, and the supreme power of the Tao was released.

Perhaps under the influence of the divine power infused by evil spirits, the consciousness of the equipment spirit that had fallen into slumber actually woke up.

"Roar."

Earth-shaking beast roars came from the Qingtian Pagoda, and even more powerful supreme power was released.

"Um?"

Seeing the Qingtian Pagoda, a strange light flashed in Biyunhai's eyes.

If he also possesses a supreme holy weapon, he will definitely not lose to Qi Yang, and it will be easy to destroy this death altar.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and Biyunhai focused his gaze back. He forced out a drop of blood essence from his fingertips, dropped it on the sky-blue gourd, and soaked it in. Suddenly, the light on the surface of the sky-blue gourd surged, bursting out with perfect power.

In any case, at this 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, as if the sky and the earth were shattering, and they were unstoppable.

The shadow of the God of Death trembled, and the power of death thoughts faintly spread out.

The death altar below was also shaking, becoming extremely unstable, and was almost thrown away by the power of the Supreme and the Holy Power of the King.

Under the altar, dense cracks appeared on the solid ground. The soil and rocks continued to sink downwards, revealing a dark cavity, and countless dust poured up from the ground. The magnificent death altar seems to be separated from the earth and is in a suspended state.

Affected by this, the Death Altar was unable to absorb the power of the Northern Territory's resurrection for a while.

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

Just now, he noticed a special spatial fluctuation coming from the dark void under the altar.

dangerous.

"ah……"

A shrill scream came from the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a Death Knight flashed out from the ground, his body wrapped in blue flames, and his expression was particularly ferocious.

"Chichi."

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

From the ashes, a blue firefly crawled out. It was only the size of a fingernail and looked extremely beautiful.

"God-Eating Insect."

Zhang Ruochen recognized the blue fire bug, and his expression became even fiercer. He immediately sent a message to Xiang Chunan and others, asking them to retreat and distance themselves from the God-eating Bug.

The trunk of the sacred tree that connects to the sky is indeed under the altar.

Because the God-Eating Insect is parasitic in the trunk of the Heaven-Connecting Sacred Tree. Obviously, the attack just now tore a gap in the space where the trunk of the Heaven-Connecting Divine Tree was located, so the God-Eating Insect came to the ground.

There is no doubt that the God-Eating Insect is terrifying. Even gods will have a headache when encountering it.

The one that appears now can only be considered the smallest in size.

When Zhang Ruochen and Canglan Martial Saint entered that strange space together, they saw swarms of God-Eating Insects, some as big as a fist, and some as big as a washbasin.

The bigger the God-Eating Insect is, the more terrifying it is.

Just when all the monks were frightened by the God-Eating Insect, a beautiful female voice came out from a cloud of gray mist on the altar: "Legend has it that the God-Eating Insect is a tree insect that connects the divine tree to the sky. The Heaven-Connecting Sacred Tree was born together. One actually appeared here. Could it be that there is another Heaven-Connecting Sacred Tree growing in the space under the altar?”

As the sound came out, a mighty Styx River flowed out from the death altar. In the River Styx, a gigantic creature appeared, with nine heads on its body. It turned out to be a nine-headed Xuanwu.

And on the back of the Nine-headed Xuanwu stood a tall and graceful woman. Her body is surrounded by chains condensed by the rules of fate, as if the fate of all creatures in the world is under her control.

It was none other than Prajna, one of the three goddess candidates in the Temple of Destiny.

"Is there something else underneath the altar?"

"Since the God-Eating Insect has appeared, there must be a Divine Tree connecting to the sky underground. Could it be that the Divine Tree of Connecting to the Sky 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 tribe did not expect that there was another independent space under the death altar. Suddenly, everyone became excited and geared up, wanting to break in immediately and seize the treasures inside.

Prajna, who was standing on the River Styx, raised a crystal clear face, glanced at Zhang Ruochen and others, and finally landed on Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes had long been fixed on her.

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

On the River Styx, Prajna's graceful body swayed slightly unnoticed.

For a moment, both of them were as silent as statues, breathing paused. To be precise, the entire world seemed to have become still, and time stopped flowing.

Except for the two of them, all the surrounding scenes disappeared.

Although they were still far apart, the space seemed to disappear suddenly. The two became so close that they could clearly see each other.

After a long time, Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath and returned to reality. The surrounding scenes reappeared, and his hearing and perception resumed.

Although the appearance of the woman in front of him had changed drastically, Zhang Ruochen recognized her just by looking at her eyes.

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

Zhang Ruochen couldn't help clenching his fingers, unable to believe what he saw.

For a moment, his heart clenched together, and there was a throbbing pain. Countless scenes from the past appeared in his mind, and finally they were fixed in front of the gate of Ziwei Palace.

The scenes of the past are so clear and have never been forgotten.

He promised to forget and let go of everything, but it turned out that he was just deceiving himself.

After staring for a long time, Zhang Ruochen's heart began to tremble violently, and he thought to himself: "Yes, it must be her. Why did she go to the hell world? Why did she become a dead clan? Everything has changed. What happened in the past few years? matter?"

There had never been a moment when Zhang Ruochen's heart was so chaotic. There were too many doubts and too many complicated emotions that made him have mixed emotions, but he couldn't say a word to anyone.

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

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