After all the sacrifices have been made to speed pass, who is still practicing hard skills?

Chapter 466: Ancient Tree of the Sky! The Envoy of the Temple!
"Let's spare his life for now, but don't reveal his whereabouts for now. It's best to hide him in the Blood Sea Pearl."

Although the Black Dragon Ancestor's cultivation strength is very average, there is a realm behind him after all. Although that so-called realm is not even as important as some secret realms.

It’s possible that it may be useful in the future.

When the void was in chaos just now, although Jiang Che and others had gathered a trace of the realm's aura, it was still not as close as the Black Dragon Ancestor. If they needed to use this realm in the future, they would need to borrow this person as a human signal.

However, Jiang Che did not plan to bring him with him. After all, his identity was somewhat problematic. He did not believe that the world knew nothing about the lower realms. It was obvious that someone had blocked the news.

After all, compared to the realm of the Black Dragon Ancestor, the world where Jiang Che is located can indeed be called the upper realm.

Among them, the one that Jiang Che was most suspicious of was the Temple of the Witch God.

After all, this place is part of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

"Just make the decision."

The Red Blood Demon Lord had no objection to this. Although he was interested in the realm where the Black Dragon Ancestor was located, he had no interest in the Black Dragon Ancestor himself.

As Ao Kun is a mount, naturally there would be no objection.

However, just as they finished speaking, suddenly, the surrounding heaven and earth began to tremble again, and an extremely terrifying and powerful aura rose up.

It was as if he had woken up from the depths of the Demonic Valley and was saying something.

Jiang Che and the others' faces all changed, and without any hesitation, they waved their hands to put the Black Dragon Ancestor into the Blood Sea Pearl, and in a flash they immediately flew away from here, because in their perception.

This time, the aura far exceeded that of the previous Black Dragon Ancestor.

Martial Saint!

It is definitely an aura comparable to that of a Martial Saint.

The surrounding poisonous fog seemed to be attracted by something and began to change rapidly, rushing directly towards Jiang Che and others. This time, it was obviously much more terrifying than when it was calm.

It made Jiang Che feel very difficult.

However, with the joint efforts of him and Ao Kun, they did not encounter too many obstacles. In a flash, they escaped several miles away. Behind them, the shadow of a huge black ancient tree was looming.

It exudes an extremely strange evil aura.
Vines emitting faint light instantly turned into a net that covered most of the Chaos Demon Valley and continued to spread out in the surroundings.

The dangerous aura it conveyed made Jiang Che and others feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

At this moment, he dared not stop for even a moment, and even used the blood escape technique.

I saw two streaks of blood flashing in the void, and in a flash they seemed to move away, disappearing from the spot, and when they reappeared, they were already thousands of feet away.

Jiang Che held the Martial Saint Jade Doll tightly in his hand, his face looking solemn.

This sudden crisis made him feel more dangerous than the last time he faced Gala Bodhisattva. He was even prepared to use this trump card completely in order to escape.

Dozens of breaths later, because Jiang Che and the others had increased their speed to the extreme, they were about to leave the Chaos Demon Valley in a flash, and behind them, endless black vines were approaching.

Swish!
Just as Jiang Che stepped out of the Chaos Demon Valley, the vines behind him finally arrived and were about to pierce Jiang Che's body. At this critical moment, Jiang Che had already begun to transfer his magic power.

But the next moment, he stopped immediately.

As for the reason, it was because the vines all over the back seemed to be restricted by something, so they only stayed in the Chaos Demon Valley and did not move forward a single step.

"How is this going?"

Ao Kun's face was filled with horror. In that instant, he felt a very dangerous aura and thought something might happen. However, the next moment, the vines behind him withdrew.

"You ask me, and I want to ask you something else. What exactly is that vine?" The voice of the Red Blood Demon Lord came from the Wanjie Demon Sword, and one could tell that there was still some residual fear in the other party's tone.

Jiang Che remained silent, quietly watching everything in the Chaos Demon Valley, frowning tightly.

The sudden scene just now made him feel the crisis of life and death once again. If it weren't for his powerful strength and the direct burning of his blood and energy, he might really not be able to get out of the Chaos Demon Valley.

"What kind of demonic tree is this? I have never heard of it before. It is too terrifying. I am afraid it is comparable to the Martial Saint, but it does not seem to have any intelligence."

The Red Blood Demon Lord muttered to himself.

Jiang Che's heart moved, and he whispered:
"I'm afraid this demon tree is guarding the Chaos Demon Valley. It seems that the reason why there have never been warriors from the lower realms leaving here is probably because they were killed by this demon tree."

This was not just a random guess on his part.

Thinking about the dry bones we saw before, and then looking at the strength of this demon tree, it is obvious to come to this conclusion.

After all, those who ascended from the lower realms are at most at the Divine Infant stage, and they lack means and supernatural powers, and don’t even have decent magic weapons. Their strength is far inferior to that of normal spiritual realm warriors.

Even he had to use the blood escape technique to escape, so one can imagine the situation of those warriors in the lower realm.

"Hey, so to speak, that Black Dragon Ancestor is still alive thanks to us, otherwise, he wouldn't even have the chance to leave here. I just don't know if this was arranged by the Witch God Temple."

The Red Blood Demon Lord said again.

"Even if it wasn't arranged by the Wushen Temple, I definitely can't escape responsibility."

Ao Kun couldn't help but agree.

"No matter if it's related or not, we can't be careless. We can't stay here any longer. We have to leave immediately and return the same way we came." Jiang Che had a serious expression on his face.

There is no doubt that the Witch God Temple is extremely powerful. The fact that it can compromise with the imperial court proves that there is probably more than one Martial Saint in the temple. If one provokes such an existence.

Even with the Jade Doll of the Martial Saint, Jiang Che was not sure he could escape safely.

"it is good."

Neither Red Blood Demon Lord nor Ao Kun had any objection to Jiang Che's orders.

He quickly set out on the journey back home.

The Kingdom of Minyue, within the royal city.

At this moment, several figures stood solemnly in the air above the royal city. Their auras were interconnected and intertwined with each other, even affecting the surrounding heaven and earth. If there were knowledgeable people from the Baiyue land here, they would definitely be shocked.

This was because those figures were all the royal ancestors of the various countries in the Baiyue land. Each of them had a strong cultivation aura, and the weakest was at the Yuanshen realm.

The strongest ones are the ancestor of Min Yue and another hunchbacked old woman.

His cultivation had surprisingly reached the peak of the soul.

However, although they are very powerful at the moment, if you observe carefully, you can see that their eyes will occasionally look outside the royal city.

As for the reason, it is because they are waiting for the arrival of the strong men from the Witch God Temple.

Ever since Jiang Che destroyed the Nanyue Kingdom, the entire Baiyue land was instantly shaken. The Minyue ancestors discussed with each other, but none of them could subdue the other.

In the end, only one goal was achieved.

That is to ask the Witch God Temple to make the decision.

In response to this, the Witch God Temple also informed them through some means that they would send several gods' messengers to this place to conspire for the Northern Expedition.

"Hey, he's worthy of being the messenger sent by the temple, he's so arrogant. We've been waiting for almost two hours, but he hasn't arrived yet." A bald man with a ghost face couldn't help but speak.

But there was no resentment in his words, but helplessness.

After all, the Wushen Temple was the heaven of the entire Baiyue Kingdom. Whenever the Temple issued an order, no one dared to disobey. In the past, there were 100 powerful countries that disobeyed the Temple. The end result was that the entire clan was exterminated. Even after escaping to the Central Plains, they were forcibly captured and brought back.

After a few times, no one in the land of Baiyue dared to disobey anymore.

"Why, you have an opinion, bald ghost?"

One person echoed the words with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, trying to provoke the other party to say something outrageous so that he could report it later, but the bald man with a ghost face was naturally not stupid.

Hearing this, he just snorted:
"I don't have any advice. I'm just worried that the messenger will encounter trouble on the way."

"Really? I thought you were dissatisfied with the temple."

"The messenger of God is about to arrive. Why are you two making such a noise?" The Minyue ancestor couldn't help but speak. The bald man with a ghost face looked at the other man, and a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes.

But even so, the two did not express any dissatisfaction.

"Haha. Please give me some face, and take a break to avoid any trouble." The old woman who had been silent also spoke with a smile on her face.

But the wrinkled face looked somewhat scary.

"Old ghost, you are also playing with fire. You have been to the capital of Nanyue before. Do you think you are confident in dealing with Jiang Che?" The last person suddenly changed the subject.

Talking about Jiang Che who has recently made a name for himself in Yuezhou.

The ghost-faced monk froze, with a slightly unnatural expression on his face, and snorted:

"Since I was able to kill Old Ghost Qi, I am naturally no match for Jiang Che. However, if he is just playing with fire, he is still a little short."

The Baiyue warriors are good at taking unorthodox methods, and he is especially so. Based on the ancestral skills, he can refine the strange fire of heaven and earth to enhance his strength. He relied on this method in the beginning.

They survived the fire safely.

Although his cultivation level is only at the initial stage of the primordial spirit, his supernatural powers are well-known throughout the Baiyue people.

However, it was not surprising that he became arrogant because after seeing the big pit in the palace of the King of Nanyue, he had gained a lot of self-awareness and realized that there was a huge gap between him and Jiang Che.

There were several other people who had the same idea.

After all, Qi Pingdao was the top Venerable among Baiyue, and his strength was unmatched. Jiang Che not only defeated him, but also killed him. None of them could do this alone.

It is for this reason that, although all the Baiyue countries have issued orders to hunt down Jiang Che, so far, it has been just a lot of noise with little action, and the few of them have huddled together.

Instead, he was afraid that Jiang Che would defeat him one by one.

"Haha, you."

The ancestor of Minyue was about to speak.

suddenly.

The sound of a sword echoed through the void, and everyone looked up and saw that the clouds in the void were cut open by a sword, leaving a path, and several figures slowly walked out of the void.

There were four people in total.

The leader was wearing a black robe, with long gray hair and messy beard blowing in the wind. He carried a black iron sword behind him, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a sharp sword.

The three people behind him were also different.

One of them was dressed in white and had a cold expression. His aura was slightly inferior to that of the man in black, but they were generally evenly matched. The only thing that looked a little strange was that he was blind.

Behind the black and white men, there were two young figures following.

She was dressed in green, had a thin figure, long black hair tied up, and a scarlet dot between her eyebrows. She looked like a fairy who had descended to earth, except for her eyes which looked a little innocent.

If Jiang Che were here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this person was the goddess Qingqing whom he had met once before.

Next to Qingqing, there stood a young man with an extraordinary temperament. He was wearing a golden robe and had skin as white as jade. He and Qingqing looked like a golden boy and a jade girl.

However, there was some clarity in his eyes and a smile on his lips, and he looked like an innocent boy from a farming family.

The mixture of the two temperaments makes it seem somewhat weird.

Above the void, the expressions of the Min Yue ancestors and others were solemn, with many waves of fear and shock in their hearts. They were not too unfamiliar with the man in black and white.

After all, the other party had traveled the land of Baiyue as a messenger of the Witch God Temple before, but the problem was that the two of them were known as the Black and White Devils, and they had seen a lot of blood on their hands.

He is a truly top-notch Yuanshen master.

There are even rumors that the combined power of the black and white swords is invincible except for those who are considered Martial Saints.

In a flash, Qingqing and the other three arrived at the royal city.

The ancestors of Minyue and other five nations immediately clasped their fists and saluted:
"Minyue Mingxiandao, respectfully welcome the arrival of the divine envoy."

"Hu and Yue return to the sea tide to welcome the arrival of the divine messenger."

"Yang Yue and Gongsun Ci, respectfully welcome the arrival of the divine envoy."

"Fellow Daoists, please don't be polite."

The black-haired old man nodded calmly.

"Thank you, God."

Everyone said in unison.

"Where is Jiang Che now, who killed Qi Pingdao of Nanyue?" the black-haired old man continued.

The Minyue ancestors and others looked at each other:
"Reporting to the Divine Envoy, Jiang Che seems to have escaped from Baiyue, and we have not yet found any trace of him."

"waste."

The blind old man in white uttered two words indifferently.

Although the Min Yue ancestors and others were dissatisfied in their hearts, they did not dare to refute on the spot at this moment. They all lowered their heads and remained silent.

Qingqing at the back blinked her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. When she knew that the Temple had issued an order to arrest Jiang Che, she had been worried for several days.

Finally, it was her aunt who comforted her and she finally felt relieved and volunteered to come here to gain experience.

"In that case, let's leave it at that. The Temple has issued an order that from today on, the troops of Minyue, Huyue, Nanyue and other countries will be mobilized and fully commanded by me.

Seven days later, we will head north to the Central Plains." The old man in black seemed to be unconcerned about the old man in white's scolding, and he directly took out a Witch God Temple token from his sleeve and showed it to the old man.

There was an unquestionable toughness in his words.

The Minyue ancestors and others had known this would happen, but since the capital of Nanyue had fallen, they had no choice but to report it. After all, Qi Pingdao's action had been tacitly approved by the Witch God Temple.

Without any hesitation, several people bowed together and saluted:
"I will obey the will of the temple!"

"I will obey the will of the temple!"

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