Qi Yang smiled proudly and said, "This death altar was built by His Highness Prajna, and it has unpredictable power. With it, we can push the entire sky-hunting battlefield. Even if Emperor Chi comes, it will be a dead end."

Qi Yang threw dozens of holy corpses to a great saint of the dead clan. He raised his head and looked at the death altar in front of him that emitted a terrible aura, and said, "His Royal Highness Prajna is a genius of the Temple of Destiny. Only she can build such a magnificent masterpiece in such a short time."

"This is the secret weapon you used to fight against the Seventh Dark Star?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Qi Yang was worried that Zhang Ruochen would destroy the altar, so he curled his smile and said quickly: "The altar of death has been basically completed and has the power of self-defense. The Great Sage Ruochen must not take action rashly."

"What if I insist on taking action?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Qi Yang said anxiously: "There are nearly 300 Great Sages of the Death Altar near the Death Altar. If you have your power as soon as you are activated, they will generate a sense, release the power of death thoughts, and combine it with the Altar of Death."

"The death-minded power of nearly three hundred great saints gathered together, and the amplitude of the altar, the power burst out with the current cultivation level of the Great Sage Ruochen may not be able to withstand it."

Immediately afterwards, Qi Yang bowed his body and said quickly: "I have absolutely no intention of threatening the Great Sage. They are all for the safety of the Great Sage and for their own lives."

The beautiful figure of Prajna walked out of a gray light gate below the altar, looking at the two of them.

Qi Yang felt a sense and quickly stood up again. A smile appeared on his handsome face, saying, "I have seen Your Highness Prajna, Your Highness has become more and more beautiful, as bright as the moon in the sky...."

Prajna is tall, with water from the Styx around her body flowing, and every inch of her skin is evacuated with the holy light of fate, which is in sharp contrast to the dead environment here.

Her eyes fell on Zhang Ruochen and said, "The original source of the Demon God Son is here, I am looking for you if I have something to do, so I will follow me to the altar."

After saying that, Prajna took the lead and walked into the altar.

Qi Yang stared at Zhang Ruochen's side face and was stunned for a moment.

Oh my God!

If it was outside the death altar, Zhang Ruochen would certainly not be able to destroy the altar. However, once he entered the interior, the self-defense of the altar was ineffective. With Zhang Ruochen's terrible cultivation, the altar they went to the three tribes to build would probably be demolished in an instant.

What’s more important is that there are secret patterns on the altar, and even the gods cannot detect what is happening inside.

Zhang Ruochen came for Prajna. What should he do if he enters the altar and is so scattered that he does something that is reckless?

Prajna is simply attracting wolves into the house.

Qi Yang was extremely anxious. He wanted to reveal Zhang Ruochen's identity several times, but because the scene of the tragic death of the Source Demon Son appeared in his mind, and he restrained it.

That picture may become a shadow of his life.

"I won't disturb the Great Sage and His Highness Prajna."

Qi Yang turned around and wanted to leave, but found that he could not move all over. Zhang Ruochen's voice sounded in his ears: "You go in with me. If you dare to escape, or want to reveal my identity, I can guarantee that you will die worse than the Son of the Source Demon God."

"I...I don't want to bother you..."

Qi Yang followed Zhang Ruochen and entered the altar in a miserable state.

In the altar, the rules of heaven and earth are disordered.

Holy sources emit bright light, release a large number of rules of the holy path, forming a chaotic and chaotic environment.

On the ground, there is a liquid plane like the water surface. When you step on it, ripples will appear.

Prajna held the blue-brown Heavenly Panorama of Destiny and stood in the center, and with a light stroke of her jade hand, the bright door of the true self appeared.

"Follow me to enter the door of the true self." She said.

Qi Yang was curious and asked, "The door to the true self is formed by the interweaving rules of fate, and it is the true self world of His Highness Prajna. What are we doing?"

"Don't ask so much, just go in."

Then, Prajna's eyes fell on Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen took the lead and walked in.

Qi Yang thought in his heart, "Is Your Highness Prajna extremely intelligent and has seen through Zhang Ruochen's true face, so he wants to trap him in the true world?"

The more I thought about it, the more I felt it made sense. He quickly followed and stepped into the door of the true self.

There is another scene inside the gate of the True Self. There is only a white stone island floating in it.

The sky is raining forever.

Rain is also white.

"Didi!"

Zhang Ruochen stood on the island, closed his eyes and listened to the sound of rain, smelled the faint fragrance approaching, and said, "It is said that every monk can cultivate a world of his own. What is his heart like and what the world looks like. I didn't expect that your world would be so simple and pale. Why don't there be a trace of vitality?"

Prajna stood beside Zhang Ruochen, staring straight ahead with her eyes, her eyelashes long and curved, and said, "The more I think in my heart, the more I mistake. I am not really simple and pale, I can only choose this."

"Can't you let the rain stop?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Prajna said: "Why should I stop? I think it's good."

Qi Yang stood aside, completely unable to understand what they were saying, but he instinctively felt that both Prajna and Zhang Ruochen were strange.

In Qiyang's view, one was as cold as ice and the other was cruel and ruthless.

At this moment, how do you think and how pretentious it is.

Prajna usually communicates with the Source Demon God Son, but this is not the case.

When Zhang Ruochen killed the Demon Son of the Source, he was never as calm and warm as he is now.

Suddenly, Prajna asked Zhang Ruochen a question that made Qi Yang frightened: "Is the Source Demon Son still alive?"

"It's dead!" Zhang Ruochen said.

Prajna said: "Because of Kunlun Realm, can you kill him?"

"Because of myself."

Zhang Ruochen didn't want her to continue asking, and said, "How did you see through my invisible and invisible changes?"

"Do you think I am still the same as me? Actually, there is no need to see it. When you appear in front of me, I will know that that person is you. A person can change anything, but as long as his mind remains unchanged, there will be a response." Prajna said.

The more Qi Yang listened, the more he became, the more he was wrong. He felt that he had heard what he shouldn't have heard, and knew what he shouldn't have known. He was cold all over his body, and he felt like a disaster was coming.

"Dong!"

He knelt on the ground and said tremblingly: "Two... I heard nothing, and I don't know anything. Is it good to let me leave the world of my true self? I have no interest in your secret."

Zhang Ruochen seemed to be unable to hear him and said, "I am here to find you this time, just to find a question."

"What's the question?"

"Why did Emperor Chi appear on the battlefield of hunting the sky? Is it the chess set up by the empress?" Zhang Ruochen said.

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Chapter completed!