"boom."

The evil spirit took action, the divine python swung its huge tail, and a powerful divine power emerged and suddenly slashed on the ground.

Even though the earth in the central area of ​​Xianji Mountain is strong, it is still cracking at this moment, revealing a very deep underground space.

Zhang Ruochen originally wanted to use space means to sneak in, but was hindered by a strange force, so he could only choose to use strong ones.

The barrier was broken, and the huge underground space was fully presented. The death altar and the shadow of the god of death seemed particularly conspicuous in the dark.

The last time Zhang Ruochen sneaked into the investigation, the shadow of the god of death was only five hundred feet high, but now the height of the shadow of the god of death has exceeded a thousand feet. The power it condensed is undoubtedly stronger than before.

Three white robe priests were still sitting cross-legged on the altar.

The difference is that their cultivation has become more advanced and they have reached the realm of Dao.

Obviously, in addition to their cultivation level, their cultivation level had long reached the peak of the Heaven Realm, and also because the Death Altar had mysterious abilities, which allowed them to break through so quickly.

"What's going on?"

As the sea of ​​blue clouds arrived, he asked curiously.

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

"The Dead tribe used this death altar to absorb the power of recovery from the Northern Region to create a large number of strong people. They also wanted to further open up the space channel between the star domain where the Dead tribe is located and the Kunlun Realm. Every day, the Dead tribe's strength will increase a lot." Zhang Ruochen explained simply.

Hearing this, Bi Yunhai couldn't help but flash a strange light in his eyes, saying, "The Dead Clan is really good at calculating. If you want to use war to support the war, how can they get what they want? But after destroying this death altar, won't the Dead Clan build a death altar elsewhere?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head: "It's not that easy. To build such a death altar, you not only need special materials, but also choose a special place. Xianji Mountain is the sect of the Xianji Sect, the largest force in the Northern Region in the past. It is the birthplace of the Northern Region's ancestral veins. Only here is suitable for building a death altar."

Xianji Mountain is extraordinary, otherwise the trunk of the sacred tree tree would not be here. It is absolutely impossible to find a awakened divine land in the northern region that can be compared with Xianji Mountain, but it must be difficult.

So as long as this death altar is destroyed, the idea of ​​the dead tribe is basically cut off.

"You retreat, I will destroy this altar of death." Bi Yunhai said with confidence.

The previous fight with Qi Yang caused his face to be greatly damaged. Now we naturally have to take the opportunity to recover and we must not let Ji Fanxin look down on him.

Biyunhai was willing to take action, so Zhang Ruochen and others were naturally happy and immediately cooperated to retreat aside.

The main reason is that they don’t know what’s strange about this death altar, so they can let the Biyunhai try it out first.

Biyunhai sacrificed the king's war weapon, and activated it with all his strength, mobilizing 30% of the rules of heaven and earth within a radius of 70 million miles, and brewing a strongest blow.

Qiyang was indeed unable to beat him, but he didn't believe that even a mere death altar could not be destroyed.

More than 200,000 king-level inscriptions appeared on the surface of the sky blue gourd, and countless rules of heaven and earth intertwined, emitting vast pressure.

The majestic king's holy power gushed out from the mouth of the gourd and turned into an extremely dazzling holy light.

"boom."

The holy light did not directly bombard the death altar, and a dark light shield appeared to block the holy light.

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

The evil spirit swung the huge body of the divine python, causing the power released from the death altar to dissipate invisible. Zhang Ruochen and the other two stood on the head of the evil spirit, and were not affected.

The sea of ​​blue clouds was blocking the king's war weapon, and it was also unhindered, but his mood was difficult to calm down and his eyes were fixed on the altar of death.

"Can you say that the power of this death altar is stronger than Qi Yang?" Bi Yunhai was frightened.

Zhang Ruochen also showed a solemn look in his eyes. It was indeed much more difficult than he expected to destroy the altar of death.

It’s normal to think about it. The dead people spent a lot of effort to build this death altar and use it as a big trump card. How could they be destroyed casually?

On the death altar, the three white-robed priests stood up, their eyes swept over Zhang Ruochen and others, and then locked on Biyunhai.

Biyunhai is a powerful man in the Lindao Realm and has the strength to compete with the Immortal Great Saint. The threat is naturally much greater than that of Zhang Ruochen and others.

"It is a death sentence to attack the altar of death." The white-robed priestess said coldly.

Biyunhai sneered: "Death crime? I want to see who can take my life?"

"Death split."

The three white-robed priests took action together, and actually activated the shadow of the god of death, which was as high as a thousand feet tall.

The Shadow of Death waved the sickle and slashed out a black sickle, like a long crack in space, extending quickly towards the sea of ​​blue clouds.

"Hmph, I'm afraid you won't do it."

Biyunhai snorted coldly and slapped forward with a palm.

Hundreds of thousands of rules of the palm path emerged, triggering a large number of rules of heaven and earth, condensing a vast blue sea, causing stormy waves, and slapped at the shadow of the god of death.

"Take it."

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

At this time, it is impossible for them to survive alone. They will not be able to collect the trunk of the sacred tree without destroying the altar of death.

Ji Fanxin, Feng Yan, Xiang Chunan and Pei Yutian did not hesitate and took action to produce holy artifacts or holy tools.

Naturally, the evil spirit could not watch from the side, swinged the tail of the divine python, burst out with powerful divine power, and slashed hard at the shadow of the god of death.

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

In fact, at this stage, the evil spirit cannot fully control the power of the corpse of the divine python because its holy soul is still relatively weak and cannot control too strong divine power.

At present, the power that the evil spirit can burst out has not yet reached the level of the immortal great saint, otherwise it would be enough to walk sideways in the Kunlun Realm.

"Bang."

The black sickle shadow could not withstand so many powerful attacks, and immediately shattered and dissipated invisible.

"Everyone helps me to activate the Qingtian Futu Tower and continue to attack." Zhang Ruochen called.

Immediately, Ji Fanxin, Feng Yan, Xiang Chunan, Pei Yutian and the evil spirit all took action, each of whom poured power into the Qingtian Futu Tower.

The Qingtian Futu Tower shook and became larger in an instant, like a sacred mountain. Green light appeared and the supreme power was released.

Perhaps it was influenced by the divine power infused by the evil spirits that the spirit consciousness that had fallen into a deep sleep actually woke up.

"roar."

The roar of beasts that shook the sky and earth came from the Qingtian Buddha Tower, and the more powerful supreme power was released.

"Um?"

Seeing the Qingtian Futu Tower, a strange light flashed in the eyes of the Blue Cloud Sea.

If he also owns a supreme holy weapon, he would definitely not be defeated by Qi Yang. It would be easy to destroy this death altar.

Countless thoughts flashed in his heart, and Biyunhai shrank his eyes back, and a drop of essence and blood was released from his fingertips, dripping on the sky blue gourd and immersed in it. Suddenly, the surface of the sky blue gourd rose sharply, and a perfect power burst out.

In any case, at this time, Zhang Ruochen and others must not steal the limelight.

"boom."

The power of the supreme and the power of the king exploded at the same time, like the sky collapsed and the earth broke, and it was unstoppable.

The shadow of the god of death trembled, and the faint power of death spread out.

The death altar below was also shaking and becoming extremely unstable, almost flying out by the power of the supreme and the power of the king.

Under the altar, there were dense cracks on the solid earth. The soil and rocks continued to sink down, revealing a dark hole, and countless dust surged from the ground. The magnificent altar of death seemed to be separated from the earth and was in a suspended state.

Affected by this, the Death Altar could no longer absorb the power of the Northern Region's recovery for a while.

However, just when the situation was getting better, Zhang Ruochen's face changed slightly.

Just now, he noticed a special fluctuation in space, which came from the dark hole below the altar.

There is danger.

"ah……"

A shrill scream came from the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a Knight of Death 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 blue flames.

Among the ashes, a blue fireworm crawled out, the size of a fingernail, and looked extremely beautiful.

"Divine Eater."

Zhang Ruochen recognized the blue firefly, his face became even more powerful, and immediately sent a message to Xiang Chunan and others, asking them to retreat and distance themselves from the God-Eating Worm.

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

Because the God-Devouring Worm is parasitized in the trunk of the Qitian Divine Tree. Obviously, the attack just now tear a gap in the space where the Qitian Divine Tree trunk is located, so the God-Devouring Worm will come to the ground.

The horror of the God-Devouring Worm is beyond doubt. Even God will have a headache when encountering it.

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

At the beginning, Zhang Ruochen and Canglan Martial Saint entered that strange space together and saw the scattered God-Devouring Worms, some of which were as big as fists, and some were as big as washbasins.

The bigger the God-Devouring Worm, the more terrifying it is.

Just when the monks were scared by the God-Devouring Worm, a beautiful woman's voice came from a gray mist on the altar: "Legendary, the God-Devouring Worm is a tree insect that connects the heavenly divine wood, and was born together with the Heavenly divine wood. There was actually a Heavenly divine wood growing in the space under the altar?"
To be continued...