Before the ancient tribe and the Ghost Realm family could get close to the ancient tree, they heard a loud bang, and the majestic aura of demon souls spread out from the towering ancient tree.

When the wind blew, the canopy that had reached the clouds also swayed.

The entire Saint Palace was instantly shrouded in a thick layer of evil spirits. The sudden change was not only for the ancient clan, but also for those from the territory and sects, but also for those Taoists from Tianxuan Taoist Temple standing beside Wu Daozi, and looked at the soul shadow covering the sky and the sun on the tree canopy, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Soul...soul shadow?" An old Taoist from Tianxuan Taoist Temple widened his eyes, looked at the soul shadow on the towering ancient tree, swallowed with a trembling voice, and said, "That...that ancient tree is actually a living creature?"

The terrifying aura on the towering ancient trees enveloped everyone present, and some ancient clans with slightly lower cultivation and disciples of the sect couldn't help but tremble.

His face was covered with deep fear.

Seeing the soul shadow on the ancient tree, the ancient clan and the ghost family stopped, and before the elders and disciples of the sects who were left at the gate of the main hall could react, they saw that the vines hanging from the towering ancient trees seemed to have come alive, sweeping over the people of the sects with a bang.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

Millions of vines instantly intertwined into a huge net.

All the elders and disciples of the sect at the gate of the main hall were enveloped inside, and some vines covered with sharp barbs were wrapped around them like snakes, hanging them upside down.

"ah……"

The screams continued.

The sharp barbs on the vines entered their bodies. In just a blink of an eye, they saw that the Holy Body and the powerful sects in the Heavenly Destiny Realm were sucked away from the essence, blood and water on their bodies, and turned into shriveled corpses with ferocious faces. As the mountain wind blew gently, the mummies of these powerful sects turned into sand, powder, and seeped into the soil, leaving only the magic weapons and ancient books on their bodies hanging from the vines in the tree crown.

The tree crown swayed, and these immortal artifacts and classics collided with each other, making a crisp sound of tinkling and dong dong, with a unique scenery.

"It's really... it's really a demon tree?"

When he saw that the more than one hundred strong men from the sects at the entrance of the main hall were all dead in the hands of the towering ancient trees, and even the bodies turned into gravel and powder, the Taoists in Tianxuan Taoist Temple all trembled.

Wu Daozi also breathed a sigh of relief in secret and looked at Chen Changsheng meaningfully. He knew very well that if Chen Changsheng had not been warned by Chen Changsheng, if they continued to stay in the main hall, the fate of their Tianxuan Taoist Temple would definitely not be better than that of the elders and disciples of those sects. In front of the demon tree that had lived for millions of years, even the strong man from the fifth level of the Emperor Realm might not have been able to get a bargain, let alone those of them...

"Well... Thanks to fellow Taoist Chen this time, otherwise, our Tianxuan Taoist Temple would have to follow the footsteps of those sects. All the previous grievances will be eliminated!" Wu Daozi looked at Chen Changsheng with a smile.

A single write-off?

After hearing Wu Daozi's words, except for the young Taoist, the other Taoist Tianxuan Temple looked at Chen Changsheng with lingering fear, and a complicated look appeared in their eyes. They also knew that, just as Wu Daozi said, if it were not for Chen Changsheng's warning, they would have turned into fertilizer for the demon tree, just like the elders and disciples of those sects.

Wu Daozi didn't care whether Chen Changsheng would appreciate it. He looked at the demon tree not far away for a moment, and said in a voice: "Fellow Daoist Chen, that demon tree is the Saint Palace, is the most powerful method?"

"it?"

Chen Changsheng shook his head, looked at the palace pavilions and ancient palaces in the Saint Palace, and said coldly: "A blood-soul demon tree is nothing. It is probably just a powerful man from the Saint Palace, who can be planted here casually. Even if his cultivation is so great, as long as he does not get close to the past, this demon tree cannot do anything to us. The truly powerful method of this Saint Palace, besides the formation on the Immortal Jade Square, should be in those ancient palaces."

"Ancient Palace?"

After hearing Chen Changsheng's words, not only the Taoists from Wu Daozi and Tianxuan Taoist Temple, but also the ancient tribes and powerful men from the Ghost Realm family who were still scared and rushed back in cold sweat.

Everyone's eyes fell on the palaces and ancient halls.

His face was full of suspicion.

"Mr. Chen, are those ancient temples really dangerous?" An old man from a ghost realm family frowned, stared at the ancient temples and stared at them for a moment, and said suspiciously: "There is no vitality in those ancient temples. Is it a formation or a restriction?"

The others also nodded secretly and looked at Chen Changsheng with burning eyes.

They are all in the realm of the Heavenly Destiny, and their souls are naturally not weak. Except for formations and prohibiting such dead objects, even a trace of residual soul fluctuations cannot be concealed from their perceptions.

Whether it is a formation or the so-called prohibition, in their opinion, as long as they do not touch them, there will be no great danger, unless it emerges without warning like a demon tree. Therefore, when Chen Changsheng said that the real danger of this Saint Palace was in those ancient halls, their hearts were all raised into their throats.

"Formation, prohibition?"

Chen Changsheng shook his head without saying anything. He was not sure whether the people from the Saint Palace had practiced the great soul burial technique of the heavens. This was a top magical method comparable to the Immortal Palace and Lingshan Buddha Sect.

These people don’t know the horror of the great soul burial technique of the heavens, but he is not unfamiliar with it.

"Clang, Clang, Clang..."

At this moment, a bell rang out from the depths of the Saint Palace. When everyone present heard this sound, their scalps became numb. Even a strong man like Wu Daozi felt his soul tremble.

He became alert in an instant.

"Come... Come on." Lei Xiaoniao was shocked, and a deep sense of fear flashed across the bird's face, and his eyes were filled with horror.

"Bang..."

There were loud noises coming from the ancient temples one after another.

The vines on the towering ancient trees also swung back and forth.

All the gates of the ancient temples are opened.

The entire Saint Palace suddenly became vibrant, and even the flowers and plants that had already withered were growing again around Xianyu Square.

"I have been farming in Nanyang for 3,900 years. Once my thoughts are connected, I will become a saint. One finger falls into the stars, and one thought produces all things..."

"The Tao can be told, it is extraordinary. The way of heaven is impermanent. Only by entering the saint's door can one break it, dominate the universe, and follow the morning rise and sunset..."

As soon as the gate of the ancient palace opened, countless complicated sounds of reading came out.

The sound is like thunder.

Soaring straight into the sky.
Chapter completed!