The song is melodious, but sad.

The infectiousness is too strong. Zhang Ruochen just listened for a moment and burst into tears, recalling the past, the past, the past few years that he had passed away, and the past few days that he could not go back.

"Uncle Master, don't be affected by her singing!"

Aji pulled Zhang Ruochen's sleeve.

Zhang Ruochen waved his hand at it, extremely sad, and said, "It's okay! This sound doesn't affect my mind, but I'm a little sentimental!"

The influence of the singing is extraordinary, and it is because Zhang Ruochen has strong mental power and firm minds that he calmly resolves it.

If it were a monk whose mental power was not as good as Zhang Ruochen, he would probably be in pain and would be cut off from it.

Zhang Ruochen asked, "Who is she?"

"Uncle Master comes with me, you will know at a glance."

Aji led Zhang Ruochen through the temple gate and came under a dilapidated wall.

Looking inside, layers of space barriers dispersed like smoke. An ancient tree full of red hibiscus flowers appeared in Zhang Ruochen's vision.

The hibiscus tree has grown for 100,000 years, and its trunk is so thick that it can walk a hundred steps down the tree before it can circle. The roots of the bowl are like dragons, piercing into the bricks and stones of the ruins of the temple.

Under the tree, there is a monument.

The monument is engraved with:

"A flower falls, a grain of dust returns"

The song comes from the underworld.

Aji whispered: "One hundred thousand years ago, when Master buried her here, he told me not to disturb her peace. Who knew that in recent times, she has been like other corpses of gods, as if she was about to change. Every day at noon, singing will come from the ground, which makes me creepy."

"You are a ferocious plant, what are you afraid of?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Aji shook his head and said, "Amitabha! Aji was once a bad plant, but he was influenced by Master's Buddhism and had long lost his anger. Now... he is just a useless Aji."

"Who are you lying to? The corpses hanging on the gate were not strangled by you?" Zhang Ruochen said.

"Shh!"

Aji was shocked and made a ban gesture, saying, "Uncle Master, whisper, don't startle her! It's true that the Buddha is still a lion roar. Aji was ordered to guard this place, so he naturally wanted to deal with the greedy people who wanted to break into the temple. Uncle Master... Uncle Master, come back..."

Aji was a little unaware and found that Zhang Ruochen had already walked out of the Yin Escape Nine Formation and entered the ruins of the temple.

In the past 100,000 years, he was the first monk to step into the Yuchen Temple.

Aji was so scared that he almost jumped up. He didn't care about anything else and immediately chased after him.

"Don't come in, wait for me in the formation. If something happens, pull me back." Zhang Ruochen said.

Aji thought for a while, carefully lifted his legs, trembling and tiptoing, and retreated.

When entering the temple, Zhang Ruochen immediately felt the corrosive force coming to his face. The air was filled with the aura of death, which was gray, as if he had come to the Yin Ming World.

The soil under my feet is black, and it is extremely cold when I step on it.

"Are you sure that Jade Dragon Immortal is really dead?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Aji said in a hoarse voice: "When Master escaped from the ground, the Jade Dragon Immortal had turned into a jade bone without any flesh and blood. How could it not be dead? Uncle Master, you might as well come back quickly. If the Jade Dragon Immortal is really like other corpses in the temple, it will be very dangerous."

Zhang Ruochen came to the hibiscus tree and stood in front of the monument full of traces of time.

The moss is covered with moss.

The singing underground stopped.

He said, "What's there to be afraid of? After all, Jade Dragon Immortal is dead. Even if the corpse turns into a transformation, can he have 10% of his combat power when he is alive?"

"One hundred percent of the combat power, I want to kill you, Master Uncle, but it is more than enough!" Aji said.

Back then, Yulongxian was able to invite Master Fangcun to join him in the Yuchen Temple, and his own cultivation was naturally extraordinary.

Zhang Ruochen felt tired and felt that Aji was too brave, not only losing the face of the evil plant, but also losing the face of the Sumeru Holy Monk and Master Fangcun.

Released mental power to investigate, but no clues were found.

Zhang Ruochen lacked interest and turned around and walked into the ruins of the temple.

He heard Aji say that the old corpse ghosts underground are likely to be related to the second disciple of Xinghuan Tianzun. The reason why the corpses in the temple change is that they may be related to the divine source of the Tianzun.

It is the divine source of the Heavenly Lord, which continuously attracts the mother energy of the heaven and earth of Xinghuantian, the power of the outer stars, especially the essence of the sun.

These divine corpses swallowed the mother energy of heaven and earth, nourished by the essence of the stars and suns, and turned into this strange state of immortality.

It is completely different from the corpse tribe.

The corpse tribe in the hell realm has the wisdom and can practice.

The corpses here retain the powerful combat power in front of them, but they have no intelligence and are very resentful and only know how to kill.

Of course, all of this was Aji's guess. Master Fangcun did not tell it specifically what was going on under the earth.

Suddenly, Aji's horrified voice sounded: "Uncle Master, behind..."

Without it reminding, Zhang Ruochen had already sensed it.

The entire spine was as cold as an icicle, and his scalp was completely frozen, and he suddenly turned around.

I saw a beautiful woman in red phoenix feathers standing in front of the monument. Her long silver hair was more than meter long, flying in the air. On her forehead, there was a pair of crystal clear dragon horns, her skin was white, and she was naked with delicate and small jade feet.

When the wind blew, the petals of the hibiscus tree flew down like blood rain.

The earth under the monument cracked, and it was obvious that she had just crawled out of the ground.

No need to guess, I know who she is!

Zhang Ruochen sucked in a cold air and stared at Aji, sending his mental power: "Didn't you say that she turned into a jade bone 100,000 years ago?"

Aji was also a little confused and said incoherently: "I... I don't know what's going on! Could it be that the soil in this temple is white bloody soil, burying people inside, which can produce bones and muscles, produce blood and flesh, and live out a second life?"

It’s not that Zhang Ruochen has never seen Bai Cang’s blood and earth, it’s strange to believe it.

Just as Zhang Ruochen was thinking about countermeasures, the Jade Dragon Fairy, who was standing opposite, danced gracefully in the rain of flowers.

Her whole body has soft lines, her legs and arms are very slender, her waist is full, her belly button is sexy, her skin is as delicate as cream, and she is raising her hand and walking, her dancing posture is extremely charming.

Compared with Bai Qing'er and Luo Yi, Jade Dragon Fairy is not very tall, but her figure is perfect and petite.

That's right, even though she knew that she had lived a few Yuanhui a hundred thousand years ago, she still gave Zhang Ruochen the feeling of a cardamom girl at this moment.

She was completely angry and full of death. Zhang Ruochen dared not provoke her and walked carefully outside the temple.

"Swish!"

Long silver hair flew straight towards Zhang Ruochen, and ripples appeared in the space.

Zhang Ruochen's face changed and he immediately released his mental power, condensed into a light shield.

The silver hair is sharper than the Supreme Sacred War Sword. When it touches the light shield, it tear the light shield apart like cutting paper and wraps it around Zhang Ruochen's neck.

Zhang Ruochen's body immediately contracted, becoming only the size of a fist, and he wanted to get out of trouble.

But suddenly the ground darkened.

Zhang Ruochen looked up and saw that a huge palm was grabbed, and no matter how fast he was, he could not escape from his palm.

"No, I'm trapped in her divine realm world!"

"Soul-Devouring Bell!"

Zhang Ruochen shot out twelve soul-devouring bells and activated with his mental power.

The bell became as huge as a mountain, shaking violently, making a shocking sound.

In Zhang Ruochen's view, even if the body of Jade Dragon Immortal changes, it has powerful combat power, and even the world of the Divine Realm is still preserved intact. However, the soul must be her weakness.

But what made Zhang Ruochen speechless was that the Soul-Devouring Bell could not affect the Jade Dragon Immortal at all.

Instead, the Soul-Devouring Bell was taken away by her and hung it on her slender waist.

"How could it be so strong? It's just a corpse that makes me have no power to fight back. It's not like this when I meet the superior god!"

The powerful divine power was suppressed, with a brilliant momentum and boundless corpse energy. The five snow-white fingers of Jade Dragon Fairy grabbed Zhang Ruochen.

Just one grab, Zhang Ruochen's bones all over his body were shattered, as if she was about to be pinched into meat paste.

"Wow!"

The power of the Buddha's relics burst out on Zhang Ruochen.

One by one, golden Sanskrit broke through the shackles of her palm. Taking this opportunity, he escaped.

Zhang Ruochen's body was very old. She killed half of her life by pinching it like this. After falling to the ground, it was quite difficult to stand up.

Fortunately, Aji was not really useless. He immediately split a vine, entangled him, and dragged him back to the Yin Escape Nine Formation.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding

The bell sounded, and the Jade Dragon Immortal chased into the space divine formation.

"Activate the formation."

Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged and made fingerprints with his hands.
To be continued...