The road made of huge rocks is thirty feet wide, and ten frames can run side by side.

However, there are forks on this road.

At this moment, the monks of the Temple of Death led by Yuan Qianmo stopped at a fork and used the original divine crystal to build a small three-foot-high altar.

It is an ordinary origin divine crystal, not the best origin divine crystal.

Yuan Qianmo, who was as white as snow, carried his hands on his back and said calmly: "Huanzhen, go."

Huanzhen nodded, walked forward, cut open his wrist, and dripped the blood in his body onto the altar of the Divine Crystal.

He is the controller of the origin. Even though he only has the semi-saint cultivation level now, his blood still contains pure origin power.

"Wow!"

A blood pillar poured out from the Divine Crystal Altar and rushed straight up.

The surface of the blood column was shrouded in a faint light of origin.

Yuan Qianmo looked in the direction of the blood column shifting, pointed forward and said, "Take this path."

He walked forward first and said, "Benji, put away the altar and clean up the traces."

Originally, Ji had no complaints, but actively agreed: "Don't worry, Fourth Brother, you won't leave any traces. Other monks would not want to follow the path we have opened up to enter this place."

There were a total of fourteen monks present, except for the original Ji and Huanzhen, all of them were at the supreme realm of cultivation.

This is not all the masters of the Temple of Death, but just the direct lineage of Yuan Qianmo.

The reason why he was originally Ji was able to become one of them was of course because of his blood relationship with Yuan Qianmo. Otherwise, he would be qualified to participate and share the benefits.

Therefore, he naturally has to do the dirty and tiring work.

Huanzhen followed Yuan Qianmo with apologetic expression and said, "Master, it's all because of the low level of cultivation for the disciple. If the disciple's cultivation can reach the Great Saint realm, there is no need to build an altar, and you can sense the mystery of the origin by just the holy soul."

Yuan Qianmo patted his shoulder lightly and smiled warmly: "You have done a good job. If it weren't for your senses, we would have gone to the hinterland of the Origin Temple at this moment, and fought with the major forces. It's hard to say how many origin and mystery can be captured. However, there will definitely be many monks who will fall there. Unlike now, we can get a mystery alone."

"What if the disciple has the wrong response?" Huanzhen was a little nervous.

The reason why they came here was because Huanzhen sensed that in addition to the hinterland of the Origin Temple, there was also a strong Original Aura here.

Such a powerful and pure original aura must be caused by the mystery of the original.

Huan was really unsure, but his master seemed to have mastered some information and was sure that there must be a lot of origin and mystery here. Therefore, they changed their route and came here.

Yuan Qianmo smiled calmly: "Even if you are wrong, you will make a mistake in your judgment and will take all the responsibilities with all your strength. What are you worried about?"

When Huanzhen heard this, she felt relieved and laughed.

The supreme great saints who followed Yuan Qianmo also laughed.

The reason why they followed Yuan Qianmo was not only because Yuan Qianmo ranked first in the "ShenCrown Volume" and had a great future, but also because Yuan Qianmo had a strong personality charm that made people willing to do things for him.

Yuan Qianmo is such a flawless person, unable to find any shortcomings, and advantages are everywhere.

Zhang Ruochen and others followed them from afar and passed one fork after another.

Xue Tu asked curiously: "Where do you think these forks lead to?"

Master Yeyou said: "In the places where treasures are hidden will often design some life and death paths. If you accidentally choose the wrong choice and go to death, you may be the ordinary gods who will die."

Xue Tu said: "Not it! The Origin Temple has sank to the bottom of the sea for many years. Even those who used to die, with the divine formation that can kill gods, or the ultimate killing divine pattern carved by the God Lord, will definitely be greatly reduced now, and they will even lose their power."

Why are you quarreling again?

Master Yeyou narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his pupils, and he said, "How about you go and try a dead end?"

"Stop quarrel, look ahead." said the old man Qishou.

The eyes of Xue Tu and Master Yeyou looked over, and then they showed ecstasy.

I saw that at the end of the road, an altar made of huge stones appeared.

The altar is extremely magnificent, extending from left to right for dozens of miles.

Upwards, it was about a thousand feet high, and a strange building could be seen on the top of the altar. However, because the sea water here was too dark, Zhang Ruochen could not see the structure of the building with the eyes of truth.

The monks from the Temple of Death had climbed above the huge stone altar.

"Let's keep up, otherwise they will be able to get all the good things!" Master Yeyou was so excited that he couldn't speak clearly and kept pursing his lips.

At this moment, he had completely forgotten the word "fear".

When they came to the underside of the huge stone altar, they felt even more shocking. The altar was like a divine wall that divided the world, and it lasted forever and could not corrupt it for billions of years.

Every huge rock is twelve meters long and twelve meters high.

On the huge rock, there are wind, rain, thunder, electric patterns, and various blurred ancient beast pictures and portraits. In terms of the patterns, even now, there are still divine patterns flowing. You can imagine how terrible the existence of the divine patterns left behind was.

Each step of the huge stone altar is twelve meters high, like a straight and neat cliff wall.

Zhang Ruochen and others broke through the divine patterns between the huge rocks and climbed up dozens of levels in a row.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen felt something, looked up, his face changed slightly. He saw a cloud of ghosts pressing down from above.

A nine-tribulation ghost emperor, who was three meters six meters tall, rushed out from the ghost cloud, holding a broad sword and slashed straight down.

"Boom."

The hidden formation that enveloped Zhang Ruochen and others was like a bubble, and was broken by it with a sword.

The old man with seven hands quickly mobilized his mental power, pointed it out with a point, and a pillar of flame light surged out of his fingertips, hitting the Nine Tribulation Ghost Emperor. The Nine Tribulation Ghost Emperor blocked the sword, and the broad sword turned into a shield, flew out slanted, and landed on the huge rock platform above the right side of Zhang Ruochen and others.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the Nine Tribulation Ghost Emperor and muttered to himself: "It's a ghost servant, it seems we have been discovered!"

He had seen Yuan Qianmo's ghost servant on Ice King Star.

If a ghost cultivator survives nine ghost catastrophes, he will be the supreme realm.

Above, Yuan Qianmo's slightly smiled sounded: "I said who was following behind sneakily? It turned out to be you Zhang Ruochen. You are really brave."

Originally Ji laughed: "Since he came to seek death on his own initiative, he saved us a lot of trouble."

Yuan Qianmo lived in the center, and more than a dozen other powerful men from the Temple of Death were lined up and appeared on the huge stone steps twelve meters above Zhang Ruochen and others, looking down at them from a high place.

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Chapter completed!