As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was shocked!

Then Yi Chengcheng saw an old man with white hair and linen clothes flying over from a distance.

The first time he saw this man, Yicheng's heart skipped a beat. This is not enough for anyone to live. It's enough for dozens of Mahayana people to be present. This guy is definitely on the same level as the One-Horned Holy King.

Alas, these are tragedies. I can only rely on Ling's own abilities. I have no choice!

"See the High Priest!"

Everyone in the Kunlun tribe shouted respectfully, and at the same time, they all bowed their heads.

The foreign monks who reacted also hurriedly paid homage.

"I've met senior!"

Although Yicheng was frightened, he finally didn't have to fight this kid from Kunshan, otherwise he didn't know how much of his elixir would be left.

"Thank you, senior!" Yicheng said quickly.[

"Ancestor, we haven't finished the fight yet!" Hearing Kunshan's unfinished words, Yicheng rolled his eyes. When did this guy have the problem of being frightened by dreams? He can get close to the altar anyway, so he doesn't care whether he wins or not!

Kun Peng, who had always looked unhappy, clenched his fists after hearing this, then hesitated for a moment, stepped forward and said: "High Priest, only one person can enter each time for sacrifice, and there have never been two people.

You can enter together!"

The old man in sackcloth looked at Kun Peng's unwilling eyes and said slowly: "The time has come, and the sacrifice cannot be delayed. Since they have not decided the winner, they entered together!"

When Kunpeng heard this, he looked at the suddenly darkened sky, gritted his teeth and said, "But"

"Kunpeng, you are getting more and more outrageous. Can you stop talking to me now that you have become the clan leader?" The face of the old man in sackcloth changed, and a faint murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Kunpeng broke into a cold sweat when he heard this.

, and quickly stepped aside.

"You two, come with me!" the high priest said to Yicheng Kunshan, and then walked towards the center of the square.

Yicheng Kunshan didn't say anything anymore and followed behind him quietly.

In just this moment, the originally bright sky had completely turned dark.

Arriving near the center of the square, the high priest stretched out a pair of white jade hands that were completely inconsistent with his face, slowly put them forward and said: "O ancestor of Kunlun, please accept the offerings from your descendants.

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As his voice fell, he slowly raised his hands, and the originally smooth square in front of him actually parted to both sides, and then streams of green light full of life shot out from the ground.

One, two, three, ten, a hundred, until thousands of rays of light connected together, and then Yi Cheng saw a lush, fluorescent ancient tree emerging from the ground. When a giant tree ten feet high appeared

, an altar like the one seen in the Jin Yan tribe last time slowly emerged. It was not until the hundred-foot-high altar appeared completely that the gaps in the ground disappeared. Now it looks as if the altar originally existed on the ground!

"This is the True Soul Tree!" Looking at the prosperous and dense True Soul Tree in front of him, Yicheng was immediately shocked. What grew on the altar turned out to be a True Soul Tree.

The One-Horned Holy King told himself back then that the more lush the True Soul Trees on an interface are, the richer the spiritual power of this interface is, and the lush True Soul Trees in front of him are obviously extremely prosperous, otherwise it would not be possible for the spiritual energy here to be like this.

Intense.

"Prosperity outside, rotten wood inside!"

At this moment Ling's voice came into Yicheng's mind.[

Yicheng was shocked and quickly took out a ray of consciousness and entered the Qixuan Pagoda.

"These people are really prodigal. They use the living soil to continue cultivating this living soil. Unfortunately, the true soul tree is already extinct and there is no hope of resurrection. This is just to linger on."

"What are you talking about? According to you, this interface is on the verge of collapse. And where is the living soil you mentioned? Why didn't I see it?"

"If this altar hadn't suppressed the Heaven and Earth Stone, preventing him from leaving, and using the living soil to extend the life of the True Soul Tree, this interface would have collapsed long ago! The living soil is the palm-sized black mud under the tree!"

"What did you say? Heaven and Earth Stone? Is there a Heaven and Earth Stone here?"

This time, Yicheng no longer cares about the living soil, because the Heaven and Earth Stone seems to be more practical to him.

"Isn't it just the Heaven and Earth Stone? How can that thing be compared to the living soil? As long as this altar is broken, the Heaven and Earth Stone will naturally appear!"

"Break the altar?" Yicheng swallowed. The old man next to him probably wasn't so easy to talk to!

"Don't worry, if you take away the living soil later, the true soul tree will wither immediately, and the altar will collapse by then. You don't have to smash it yourself!"

"You said that if you take away the living soil, the interface will collapse? Does that mean that everyone in it will die?"

"It's not that fast. The people who came with you will leave after the sacrifice! It will probably take hundreds of thousands of years for the interface to collapse!"

"That means the people inside still have enough time to leave?"

"It's impossible. If they could leave, they would have left long ago. They would still stay here. Because of the reinforcement of this interface by the living soil, the stability here has exceeded that of all spiritual worlds. In addition, there is living soil.

, so there is such a rich aura, but because of this, this interface will completely lose contact with the outside world. If you want to establish a cross-border teleportation array with the outside world, you must be an immortal array master!"

"But can't all of us leave?"

"That's because the token you are using is engraved with fairy-level formations, but it belongs to the lowest level. It can only transmit a few of those below the Mahayana stage. It cannot be transmitted beyond the Mahayana stage!"

"If you can't teleport outside the Mahayana stage or above, doesn't that mean that Senior Sister Luoxia can't get out either?"

When Yi Cheng heard this, he was immediately startled.

Ling didn't seem to care about this issue, and Yi Chengyi said he only realized it.

"Probably so, but you can just take him out when the time comes."

"But I will also be teleported out when the time comes!" Yicheng thought about how he would take Luoxia with him when he was already out.

"Isn't it just a low-level immortal formation? I'll just wipe off the marks on you when the time comes!"

"Why don't the Kunlun people teleport all their young people out? Instead, they let us in every few million years?"

Yicheng asked curiously, at this time, everyone probably knows that they need to preserve blood for the race, why don't the Kunlun people do this?

"I was also curious at first, but now I understand when I see this altar. Those tokens with fairy-level formations need to consume a certain amount of fairy energy every time they are used. After all, this is the spiritual world, even if there is living soil,

It is difficult to generate much immortal energy. Every few million years, it will be enough to send you in. As for why you are sent in, it is to sacrifice to the True Soul Tree!"

"Sacrifice to the True Soul Tree? Do they want to use us as sacrifices?" Yicheng was shocked. If the Kunlun people were so cruel, he wouldn't have to worry about anything. He took the living soil and found Luoxia and left.

"That's not true, but it's almost the same. You came in with five to six million people, but only about half of them are still alive. The ones who died are sacrifices!"

"What did you say?" This result was difficult for Yicheng to accept. It was one thing to be killed for treasure, but it was another thing to become a sacrifice.

"It's nothing rare. Everyone who lives in the spirit world has some true soul power. The better the qualifications, the stronger the strength, the richer the true soul power will be. And when these people die, these true soul powers will

The power will be dissipated in the interface and fed back to the True Soul Tree, but the True Soul Tree can only absorb its own realm.

With the true soul power of the cultivator, this altar is prepared so that the true soul tree can absorb the true soul power from different interfaces! With the true soul power of these millions of people, this place can continue

Millions of years of vitality, now you understand why Kunlun Wonderland opens at a different time each time, right?"

"Do you know why now? Get ready to take action. You shouldn't have any psychological burden now, right?"

Yicheng was struggling in his heart. No matter what, these were billions of human beings and countless lives. For his own benefit, he could directly cut off their vitality, but Yicheng still couldn't do it.

"Is there any way to take away the living soil without cutting off the vitality of this place? To be honest, if so many people die because of me, I really can't do it!"

Seeing Yicheng's expression, Lingye fell silent, and after a moment he said: "There is a way, but the success rate is not too high, and even if it is successful, at least when I use the living soul soil to repair the Seven Mysterious Tower,

It will be impossible for me to provide you with any help for a while. It will take at least thirty to fifty thousand years. You have to think carefully. You will easily provoke some terrible people. Don't let me repair the Seven Mystic Towers by then.

You died first!"

"What can I do?" Yicheng asked.

"Move everything here into the Qixuan Tower!"

Hearing Ling's words, Yicheng was stunned. Here? Kunlun Wonderland, is it a whole interface?

"What's all the fuss about? Every time the Seven Mysterious Pagoda is made, the master uses an Immortal Realm to refine it. What's so weird about installing a few interfaces!"

Yicheng was stunned when he heard that he was using a fairy realm to refine a magic weapon. Not to mention how many materials there were, what about the creatures on it? Were they all killed like this?

Seeing Yicheng's expression, Ling seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, so he said: "The master is so cruel. At first, every fairyland had irreparable damage, so the master refined it into a magic weapon.

, but the creatures inside are still alive and well in the Qixuan Pagoda, but everything was destroyed in the subsequent war."

Ling's voice became lower and lower, and Yicheng's heart became darker.

"Everything will recover. Maybe Senior Qixuan can come back one day!" Yi Cheng looked at the gloomy Ling and comforted him.

"I will definitely do it. No matter how difficult it is, I will never give up! You have done really well over the years, but I'm sorry, but I still can't agree with you in my heart!" Ling glanced at Yicheng apologetically. As a weapon spirit,

He is probably the only one with such a personality.

"I never cared about this. You and Senior Qixuan have helped me a lot. If it weren't for you, I would have been turned into dust and buried deep underground. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will work with you to resurrect Senior Qixuan."

Yes, I understand this feeling, just like I want to resurrect Master Mingxiu!"
Chapter completed!