Blood slaughter cut off his index finger, and a drop of bright red divine blood dripped to the ground.

A divine clone who looks exactly like him grew from the ground.

The divine clone stepped towards the Nine Cauldrons.

...

The Nine Tribes are located below the ancient building, and the location where Zhang Ruochen and others stood is between them and the Nine Tribes. These undulating terrain are only a few hundred meters high, and to mortals, they are like hills.

The mountains are vast, the soil is red, and various strange black trees grow.

"Bang!"

Before climbing the first hill, the divine clone exploded, the divine blood was annihilated, and it turned into black dust particles.

The blood slaughter was backfired and his index finger quickly turned black.

His face changed drastically. He immediately swung his knife to cut off his index finger, quickly retreated to Zhang Ruochen, and used the original divine light to resist the mighty witch power that might come to him.

Witchcraft is gone without a trace, and it is hard to defend against, which makes the gods afraid.

"Chichi."

The broken fingers on the ground corrode at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then it's as charcoal as charcoal.

...

On the other side, a supreme saint of the Yama clan took out a silver bean.

The beans take root and sprout, turning into a three-meter-high silver-leaf iron tree. The trunk is like a human, the roots are like feet, crossing mountains and ridges, and walking towards the bronze tripod at the edge.

"Chew!"

Just as I climbed the first hill, the silver-leaf and iron tree burned like a lantern and burned it.

...

They used their own methods to approach the Nine Tripods, but they led to one strange thing after another, like ice water pouring on their bodies, allowing them to gradually calm down.

Looking at the huge and broken ancient building in front of you again, everyone's hearts were completely shrouded in the shadow of terror.

Xue Tu's eyes rolled and said, "Senior Brother, you are the messenger of the origin and have the Buddha's relics to protect your body. Why don't you try it?"

Zhang Ruochen cherishes his life very much and will not commit suicide like this.

Just now, he mobilized the power of truth and origin to observe and saw some clues. Whether it was the destruction of the clone of the Blood Tu or the burning of the Silver Leaf Iron Tree, there was a force that was difficult to detect with the naked eye and mental power, which hit them.

It should be witch power.

But where does the witch come from? How strong is it?

It's impossible to judge at all.

"This building cannot even be approached by the gods, and it is probably the legendary witch palace."

Zhang Ruochen was very rational, sighed and said, "This is not our cultivation level that can be affected by it, so let's do the important business first!"

After entering Tianmen, the fragrance of Udumbara became stronger.

Fortunately, the fragrance did not come from the Witch Hall, so there was no need to risk his life to break through. Zhang Ruochen and Chi Yao led the way in front, looking for the fragrance, and planned to bypass the Witch Hall.

"Um?"

Zhang Ruochen felt aware, and suddenly stopped, looking towards the direction of the Tianmen.

Chi Yao's black and white eyes condensed slightly, the sword light flashed, and the colorful stone sword appeared in her hand.

"Senior brother, what's wrong?" Xue Tu asked.

A chuckle sounded, and the sound rolled like a wave: "What a strong sense of perception, I deserve to be the messenger of the origin. I can't hide it from you with the spiritual power of Master Quyou."

Below the Tianmen.

"Wow—"

Just like an invisible water curtain scattered, the boundless figure appeared.

In addition, there are Master Jiang Qing, Mahayan, and Quyou.

Xue Tu admired Zhang Ruochen even more. Since his true god and soul did not sense the danger, Zhang Ruochen could sense it. If he became a god in martial arts, he would definitely look down on the world.

Hearing the name of "Master Quyou", Yan Wushen's eyes shrank and stared at the invisible and intangible figure, and sent a voice to Zhang Ruochen, Chi Yao, Xue Tu, and Xiao Hei, saying: "Master Quyou is one of the twelve spiritual gods of the Dark Temple. His mental power is extremely powerful and cannot be compared with ordinary gods. Unexpectedly, she actually came to the Abyss of Darkness, which shows that the Dark Temple has great plans this time."

Yan Wushen's tone was full of fear.

Xue Tu said: "Twelve Spirit Gods? I have never heard of it."

"The Twelve Spirit Gods specialize in spiritual power, study talismans, arrays, beasts, tools, poisons, death, life... etc. The Twelve categories, each of them has great magical powers, and is the hidden power of the Dark Temple and is not known to outsiders. The Dark Abyss Yan also accidentally discovered their secrets." Yan Wushen said.

Xue Tu said: "The Twelve Spirit Gods, are they trying to imitate the Twelve Divine Palaces of the Temple of Destiny?"

"This is naturally far from comparable!" Yan Wushen said.

Xue Tu curled his lips and smiled contemptuously: "I'll go and see her for a while and see how strong she is."

Wujiang, Jiang Qing, Mahayan, and Xue Tu all knew them, and probably knew their combat power, so they were not afraid.

Zhang Ruochen said with a word, "This Master Qu You is of great strength. He once used his own strength to suppress the five true gods of the Yama clan. Among them, Qiankong, who has reached the level of the upper god."

Xue Tu walked forward and said loudly: "I have recently broken through the realm and the energy has surged into the sky. It is the time when the fighting spirit is boiling. Let's go together...uh..."

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard Zhang Ruochen's voice transmission.

Blood thrust the heart trembled.

What?

With one's own strength, you can suppress the five true gods? And Qiankong?

Qiankong is a superior god, and he is well-known in the world of the divine realm.

Xue Tu calmed down and immediately retreated, saying, "You guys go together. Even if you go together, you are not your opponent to Prince Xia."

Retreat to Xiao Hei's side, Xue Tu hit it with his arm, and whispered: "You have the trump card given by the Ice Emperor, you can both get rid of the dragon-shaped monster and the phoenix monster. It will be easy to deal with them."

Xiao Hei was also very calm and said, "You have recently broken through the realm and your energy surges into the sky. It's time for the fighting spirit to boil. You should come!"

"No, no, Prince Xia is the son of the Ice Emperor. He is noble in the Immortal Vampire clan. How can I steal your limelight?" Xue Tu said humbly.

"You are a disciple of the Death God, a representative figure at the Yuanhui level, and the Massacre God of War Emperor is even more famous."

...

Jiang Qing and Mahayan all showed sarcastic smiles on their faces.

Wujiang was also laughing, but his smile was very sincere, and he said, "There is a secret that the Massacre God Emperor is afraid he doesn't know yet, right? In fact, you have been used by Zhang Ruochen. He and that Prince Xia are both cultivators in the Kunlun Realm."

Xue Tu showed an unhappy look.

Wouldn't he be questioned about his IQ when he was used?

He said, "Do you still want to say that the Goddess of Prajna is also a monk in the Kunlun Realm?"

"That's exactly that." Wujiang said.

Xue Tu grinned and said, "There is also the Angry God Lord Sumeru Holy Monk?"

Wujiang frowned.

"Haha! These are all my reports."

Xue Tu closed his smile and said, "Didn't you just admire the goddess Prajna, but she likes my senior brother. You are so angry that you use any means. Even your clumsy strategy, you want to alienate us?"

Wuwang's brow frowned even deeper.

Xue Tu continued: "My senior brother has indeed practiced in Kunlun Realm. However, he is the grandson of the Blood God of War, the legitimate son of the Blood Queen, and is a member of our immortal blood clan. There are countless masters of the Heavenly Court who died at the hands of my senior brother, and there are even true gods. What about you, have you killed a few masters from the Heavenly Court? Are you worthy of being a god in the Hell Realm?"

"Prince Xia did practice in Kunlun Realm, but he is the son of the Ice Emperor and has the most noble bloodline of the Immortal Blood Clan. Are you questioning it, are you questioning the Ice Emperor?"

"When you use your clone and kill the monks of the Yama clan, I can see that you are not a thing. What else can you do besides killing your own people? Do you have the ability to kill a true god from the heavenly court like my senior brother? Go to disrupt the Red Dust Conference of the Heavenly Court and kill all the geniuses in the heavenly world? Do you have that courage?"

"You are speechless, right? With the wisdom of this God, you still want to use the strategy of disagreement. Wuwang, you are too self-righteous! You have angered this God, and this God has long wanted to fight with you. Today you are here... Follow the rules and fight alone! Do you dare?"

Xue Tu finally found a way out without facing Master Qu You.

He was still not afraid of one-on-one challenge.

"idiot!"

Wujiang's face turned red with anger, and the black metal box held in his hand kept changing its shape.

Xiao Hei stared at the black metal box, his face changed, and he quickly sent a message to Zhang Ruochen and Chi Yao, saying, "It's the Dark Domain Tianluo of the Dark Temple."

Zhang Ruochen quietly moved towards Yan Ting.

Wujiang was extremely intelligent, but he finally restrained his emotions, revealed two rows of snow-white teeth, and smiled and said, "In this era, heroes emerged. In the past, I thought that you Xue Tu was a good opponent. Now it seems that only Zhang Ruochen, Yan Wushen, and the Goddess of Prajna are my real opponents."

Zhang Ruochen had already walked to Yan Ting and said, "You regard me as your opponent, but unfortunately, in my eyes, you are nothing."

Wujiang was angry and annoyed, and said, "So, you, Zhang Ruochen, have a high self-conception and are too self-righteous, and will be used by others. Don't you be curious about why we just followed you along the way and didn't take action immediately?"

"I'm really a little curious when you say that!" Zhang Ruochen said.

Wujiang said: "Because someone told us that only you can find the key to the ancient and abandoned city, and following you is the safest. Look at the Tianmen, the Witch Palace, and the Nine Tripods in front of you. Isn't this what you took us to find?"

"There are also the dragon-shaped monsters and the phoenix monsters that attacked you outside, all died! This is because of you, you are too critical. In the ancient and abandoned city, there is a taboo force protecting you. Anyone who attacks you will have to die."

Xue Tu, Chi Yao, Yan Wushen... Everyone's eyes were staring at Xiao Hei in unison.

Xiao Hei said calmly: "The taboo he mentioned is my emperor."

Zhang Ruochen didn't believe Wujiang's words at all and said, "Since you know that attacking me will die, how dare you go against me?"

"Attacking you outside will indeed attract taboos. But here..." Wujiang smiled, spread his hands, and said, "I have the final say in this."

Zhang Ruochen asked the last question: "Who told you all this?"

Wujiang smiled and said, "Think about it yourself! No, you have no chance. We have found the place we want to find, and now you have lost your value."

In his hand, the irregular black metal box waved out.
Chapter completed!