Seeing that although the two sides fought fiercely, they were equal and could not decide the outcome for a long time, Haotian finally couldn't help but take action.

The hidden power of the soul locks on Luohu's clone, and the colorful "super-heavy Five Elements Thunder Prison" comes out, accurately covering the unprepared Luohu. Lei Fa Haoran, on behalf of Tianxing, is the nemesis of most demon cultivators and demon cultivators. The sudden thunder and lightning prison has caused the mind and spirit of Luohu's incarnation to fluctuate violently.

Luohu's clone no longer had the temperament and style he had just now. The secret fairy clothes were already shattered, and the whole body was blasted by irritable lightning. Luohu's clone, who was angry and began to counterattack wildly, almost breaking the upgraded version of the thunder prison.

All this happened just in the flash of lightning. Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi finally realized that the enemy in front of him had been trapped by unknown strong men. The masters were good at seizing the opportunity. If they didn't take action at this time, they would wait for when.

They nodded each other, and they used their lifelong tricks at the same time. "Pursuit Petrochemical" and "Soul Golden Diamond" roared, and the vast power of the law was generated out of thin air, acting on the incarnation of Luohu in the Thunder Prison.

The struggling Luohu clone was instantly fixed in its original place, and then his whole body was covered with omnipresent earth elements, and even the soul space was shaken by the poisonous needles of the red clouds.

The most desperate thing that made "Rahu" happen eventually. Three divine sky thunders appeared without any warning in the clear sky. They traveled through numerous spaces and fell fiercely on the terrified "Rahu". With the shattering of the soil layer on the body, Luohu's clone's body and soul could not escape, and instantly turned into ashes.

At the same time, far north of the prehistoric continent, in a Jedi stone chamber filled with miasma, a young man in black robe who was entering a state of meditation suddenly vomited two mouthfuls of essence and blood, and his expression instantly became much more depressed.

"Who killed the demonic clone of this ancestor, was it Hongjun or Yang Mei?" After a failed calculation, the demonic aura flashed and disappeared, and his blood-red eyes were filled with cold murderous intent. Resisting his anger, Luohu began to continue to sacrifice and refine the twelve-grade Hunyuan Black Lotus that he accidentally obtained not long ago.

"When I complete the treasure refining, I will deal with you slowly! Hongjun, Yang Mei, don't even think of running away. I will sacrifice you into puppets and never turn over forever!" The gloomy words echoed in the entire dark space.

Let’s ignore Luohu on the verge of furiousness. Let’s get back to the point. Before Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi was a little unbelievable, and his face was full of surprise, “Old madman, is it over? Luohu’s clone is so simple that it was destroyed by us?”

"Thanks to the master's actions, otherwise it would be difficult for you to save your place of residence, even your and my lives would be difficult to save!" Hearing Hongyun's tone, he was very grateful to Haotian who took action in secret.

Zhen Yuanzi nodded in agreement and murmured: "I don't know which brother did the trick. His thunder skills are so great and righteous. This person must be an open and honest person, but unfortunately he has no chance to meet him."

Hongyun smiled mysteriously and said to Zhen Yuanzi in a low voice: "Why might as well get to know each other?" He bowed to the space three times to express his gratitude, and then shouted loudly to the direction where Haotian was: "Who is the fellow Taoist who helps? Please show up and meet!"

Haotian really didn't expect that Hongyun, who was the worst in power, could find his hiding place here. He was a little surprised and immediately felt relieved. This vast world is full of wonders, and thousands of creatures have their own wonderful methods of survival. I think Hongyun has some research on the hidden art.

Since he had been discovered, Haotian was not inconvenient to hide his body, so he decided to make friends with these two great masters.

Since Hongyun called out, Zhen Yuanzi has been staring at the space. After a moment, a blurred figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Gradually, as the power of the space dissipated, Zhen Yuanzi finally saw clearly this powerful man who was good at using thunder techniques.

The young man in front of him has a strong face, deep eyes, and a slightly thin body. The energy in his body is sometimes strong and sometimes weak, which makes people unable to understand. But one thing is certain, his strength is definitely at the peak of the Nine Heavens Xuanxian, and he has even entered the Daluo realm that everyone yearns for. This is Zhen Yuanzi's first impression of Haotian.

Seeing that Haotian was approaching, Zhen Yuanzi hurriedly bowed his head and thanked him, "Thank you for your help and help me and help me get rid of this great disaster. Zhen Yuanzi of my country, this is my friend Hongyun. Please move your way to the temple and gather."

Haotian secretly observed Zhen Yuanzi. Seeing that he spoke calmly, behaved properly, and was a true cultivator, he quickly returned the favor, "It's just a slaughter, so why do you need to thank me? I was trying to discuss the truth with the two of you who were cooking wine, and I hope fellow Taoists don't think I'm bothering me."

"Brother Dao, you can visit here. My five-horse Guanzi is full of glory. Although there is no fine wine and wild game in the Guan, there is still no shortage of immortal tea and spiritual fruits. Please!" After Zhen Yuanzi invited Haotian, he said to Hongyun beside him: "Old madman, if you don't go in by yourself, do you still want me to invite you?"

Hongyun laughed dryly and said to Haotian: "Fellow Daoist's art of concealing space is really mysterious. I am the first cloud between heaven and earth, and it is innate to become a spirit, specializing in cultivating the secrets of soul and speed. He believes that he is not inferior to anyone in hiding breath and exploring souls, but he has no clue about the art of concealing Taoist. Today, I know how big the world is, and I dare not say that it is the best in any aspect!"

"The Taoist priest is so serious. Everyone has their own way. Although this method is exquisite, it still cannot escape the Taoist brother's eyes."

"No, if it weren't for the fact that fellow Taoist had leaked his breath before and was accidentally caught by my soul, I would never find any clues."

After listening to Hongyun's answer, Haotian thought about it carefully and finally understood that the trace of combat aura he had accidentally leaked before was discovered by the Taoist master of soul power in front of him. Perhaps because he saw that he was not hostile, Hongyun did not mention it to Zhen Yuanzi during the battle. Haotian secretly reminded himself that he must restrain his combat aura in the future and use the hidden art to the perfect state as much as possible.

While speaking, the three of them had entered the Wuzhuang Temple. The setting inside the temple was not luxurious at all, and was mostly decorated with natural objects, with a unique charm. Although the Taoist temple was protected by a strange formation, it was also damaged a lot. Several boys were casting spells to make up for it. Seeing Zhen Yuanzi come back, the boys hurriedly greeted him.

Zhen Yuanzi called two of the boys with similar appearances with the strength of a fairy and ordered: "Qingfeng, Mingyue, hurry up and prepare some herbal tea and send it to the backyard." Qingfeng, Mingyue came out, probably preparing tea sets.

Once you enter the backyard, you will know the magic of Wuzhuang Temple. This place is like a new world, full of birds singing and flowers fragrance, beautiful scenery, fairy beasts leisurely walking by the lake, and divine phoenixes soaring freely in the sky.

A flash of light flashed in Haotian's eyes and he said in a lost voice: "I didn't expect that the space laws and earth laws of fellow Taoists have been so exquisite. This Sumeru world is indeed strange!" The famous Sumeru mustard seeds and the magical powers of the small thousand worlds finally appeared in front of the world for the first time.

"Hahaha, Brother Haotian has good eyesight and can see through the essence of this space at a glance." Although the truth was revealed in one word, Zhen Yuanzi was not surprised at all. Instead, he attached more importance to Haotian, looking forward to discussing scriptures and discussions with him next to improve this small world. Hongyun on the side looked shocked, "Old-handsome monster, I didn't expect you to have this ability. I thought this was a space spiritual treasure!"

Zhen Yuanzi ignored Hongyun's reaction and continued to chat with Haotian. Soon, the three of them came to the center of this small world. There was no complex formation or spiritual treasures in the Zhenjie area. There was only a big tree and a towering tree filled with the breath of life. There was nothing else under the tree except a coffee table and a chessboard. Hongyun, who was standing beside him, stared at the fruits on the treetops with his eyes shining, with a coveting look on his face.

Looking at the fruit that looked like a baby, Haotian was amazed. The treasure criticism of the heaven and earth reflected the information of this fruit tree in a timely manner: the ginseng fruit tree, the top-grade innate spiritual root, was formed at the beginning of the heaven and earth, and it was actually also known as the grass and elixir, which was rich in the energy of Yi wood and the spiritual energy of Wu earth.

The ginseng fruit tree blooms every three thousand years, bears every three thousand years, and ripens for another three thousand years, and can only be eaten for ten thousand years. It seems that in these ten thousand years, only thirty fruits are produced. The fruit looks like a child who has not yet completed three dynasties, with all limbs and both five senses.

If a person is destined to have the fruit, he will live 360 ​​years old; if he eats one, he will live 47,000 years old. If an immortal is lucky enough to eat it, break through the bottleneck and it will be natural. Of course, the immortals and gods above the Daluo Jinxian will take it and their effectiveness will be slightly reduced. In that state, tasting spiritual fruits is just to satisfy the desire to be blessed.

Haotian had to sigh that Zhen Yuanzi had a deep blessing. Zhen Yuanzi was the essence of the five elements in the innate world, and belonged to Wu and Ji earth, which can be said to be an important part of the rules of element. The way of heaven was favored by the way of heaven, and was born with a ginseng fruit tree and lying on the ground. He had only had a few Yuanhui since his first enlightenment, and the height he had reached was beyond the reach of many people's immortality.

"Ginseng Fruit Tree is the essence of Yi Wood, which complements the essence of Zhenyuan Zi Earth. If you have this thing to help, no wonder you have achieved such a success! I think several other innate five elements who have transformed into shape also have extraordinary opportunities. If you are destined to be acquainted, you should make acquaintances." Haotian thought to himself.

At this time, Qingfeng and Mingyue finally brought fairy tea. Haotian gave them dozens of top-quality fairy stones. The two boys hurriedly thanked them and retreated happily.

The strong tea made from innate spiritual materials is fragrant, sweet and delicious, and is juicy. It is also better than the spiritual wine brewed by Haotian.

Since the next time the ginseng fruit is ripe for less than a hundred years, Haotian decided to stay for a while and taste the taste of the world's number one spiritual fruit. Speaking of which, Haotian has only tasted a kind of spiritual fruit nurtured by innate spiritual roots, which is the Dutian Star Fruit collected by the ancestor witch Holy Land Emperor Jiang. However, the Dutian Star Tree is only a low-grade innate spiritual root. How can it bear the fruit of this grass that seizes the creation of heaven and earth?

Pangu opened the sky, and chaos induced yin and yang, and most of the innate spiritual roots died. A very small number of those who survived also declined due to insufficient innate vitality, or grew into specific geographical areas and could not be migrated.

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Chapter completed!