Zhang Ruochen and Mu Lingxi took a step forward, and the magnificent and sacred palaces appeared in front of them again.
Inciting the power of the twelve Buddha Emperor Buddha beads and restraining their aura, Zhang Ruochen and Mu Lingxi cautiously walked into the purple gold gate. Immediately, a flow of air more mysterious than the holy energy of heaven and earth surged from the depths of the palace.
The air flow is purple-green, with bright light spots floating in it.
Every speck of light is a rule of the holy way. When it touches the skin of Zhang Ruochen and Mu Lingxi, it immediately blends into their bodies.
"It's too exaggerated! In just a few breaths, the number of holy rules in my body has increased by sixteen." Mu Lingxi was both happy and a little worried.
It¡¯s too easy to improve your cultivation. Just touch a point of light, and a rule of the Holy Path will automatically be generated in your body.
How can there be such a simple thing in the world?
"What exactly are these air currents? How are the light spots of the Holy Way condensed? If this is really a cultivation treasure land more mysterious than the Temple of Truth, I am afraid it has been used long ago. How can it be still desolate now? .¡±
Zhang Ruochen held the heavy sword in his hand, remained vigilant, and cautiously moved forward in the direction of the purple-green airflow.
"Look, who is that?"
Mu Lingxi¡¯s eyes were staring at an ancient holy tree more than twenty feet away.
Even a dozen people might not be able to hug the gray-brown tree trunk. The roots hanging down from the trunk are thicker than pillars. There are many branches and lush green leaves, and every leaf is breathing.
What is absorbed is the purple-green air flow and the regular light spots of the Holy Path, but what is spit out is the ordinary Holy Qi of heaven and earth.
On the tree, there are several purple-green holy fruits, shaped like pears. The surface of the holy fruit is glittering and translucent, as if there are millions of light spots of the holy path contained inside.
You don¡¯t need to guess, but you know that those purple-green holy fruits must be priceless treasures. Once swallowed, your cultivation level will be improved by who knows how much.
However, Mu Lingxi¡¯s attention was not on the purple-green holy fruits, but on the three corpses nailed to the tree trunks.
They are a creature with a lion's head and silver eyes, a half-orc with seven tails, and a creature with a bird's head and nine-colored wings on its back. They were all pierced by a holy bone spear, and the wounds were still dripping with holy blood. Every drop of holy blood contained huge energy, indicating that they must have been powerful holy kings when they were alive.
"Not long after they died, they should be the powerful Saint King Realm faction of the Heaven Realm faction. They wanted to pick the purple-green holy fruit from the ancient holy tree, but they were killed instead. Who killed them?" Zhang Ruochen felt his scalp numb.
The three crucified creatures were obviously not ordinary holy kings at a glance. Their fighting power must have been extremely terrifying, but they died together here, which was too horrible to watch.
Mu Lingxi felt a chill in her vest and asked, "Could it be those ancient carrion corpses that are chasing us?"
"Although those rotting corpses are powerful, it is not easy to kill these three creatures. There are probably more terrifying ancient beasts here."
Zhang Ruochen released his mental power and space domain, and took out the Yi Huang Bone Staff.
The evil spirits in the Emperor Yi's bone staff have swallowed up all the holy souls of the evil monks in the Yin and Yang Palace. Now, as long as they don't encounter a strong person above the Seven-Step Saint King, they can completely compete with them. It is the most important weapon in Zhang Ruochen's hands. A trump card.
Even the Emperor Yi¡¯s bone staff was taken out. One can imagine how great the pressure in Zhang Ruochen¡¯s heart was.
If he didn¡¯t have to look for Xiang Chunan, Zhang Ruochen would definitely leave this place immediately. This place is too dangerous and he cannot break into it with his current level of cultivation.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen took out three more killer puppets and guarded them in three directions between him and Mu Lingxi. After doing all this, he felt a little safer.
The ancient holy tree bearing the purple-green holy fruit is not far away. It would be a lie to say that Zhang Ruochen is not moved.
Mu Lingxi grabbed Zhang Ruochen's wrist, shook his head at him, and said, "The deaths of those three powerful holy kings were too weird, so don't take risks."
"I have sense."
Zhang Ruochen did not go to pick the Purple Green Holy Fruit in person, but sent out a killer puppet whose strength was comparable to the Three-Step Holy King.
Wearing silver armor, the killer puppet is only one meter tall. It holds two swords and is as fast as a silver lightning. In an instant, it reaches the bottom of the ancient holy tree.
It bent its legs and was about to rush up to the sacred tree.
"Chi!"
A sacred bone spear flew out from a cloud of purple-green mist in the corner of the palace, erupting with a thunderous sound.
Just the sound of breaking wind is enough to shock everyone, and two more have reached the four-step holy king level.
However, that metal crown pressed them hard. Their faces turned red and they tried their best to hold it up without being suffocated to death.
Xiang Chunan was a little annoyed and said: "I don't know where these guys came from. They wanted to kill me as soon as they met. Fortunately, I took out Master's iron hat in time and restrained them." . However, there are two guys who are very powerful and escaped early. One has two pairs of scarlet wings on his back, and the other looks a little funny and has no face."
Xiang Chunan said it very casually, but in the ears of the five holy kings under the black metal crown, they were quite angry. Is this an iron hat? It is clearly a supreme holy instrument.
Among the five holy kings, there is a female holy king of the angel tribe who has reached the peak of the three-step holy king. She has an extremely beautiful face, exquisite facial features, and crystal-white skin. She can be said to be the most beautiful of the country.
She held a holy bead in both hands to resist the powerful holy instrument above her head, which had a strong evil spirit. Her delicate body was trembling, and she used a charm technique. She said in a soft voice: "There must be a misunderstanding between us. , please put away this magic crown first and give us a chance to explain."
This female Saint King is very confident in her beauty, coupled with her profound attainments in the art of charm, she is confident that she can win over this black fool in front of her who may have never even touched a woman's hand.
"Snapped!"
Xiang Chunan showed no mercy at all, and slapped the female saint king, causing her to vomit blood from her mouth: "I misunderstood your uncle, do you think I'm stupid for you, Grandpa Xiang? It doesn't matter that I'm ugly, but you still wink at me. Do you want to disgust me to death? Oops, she¡¯s getting uglier and uglier, I can¡¯t stand it anymore, brother, why don¡¯t you come and take care of her?¡±
The female Holy King of the Angel Clan turned blue with anger, her chest was heaving violently, and she felt she had suffered the greatest humiliation since her birth. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com