Is this still the Temple of the Gods, and why didn't the people I brought in show up?

Such doubts flashed through Xiao Wu's mind. But the next moment, he leaned over to look at himself, and the divine light on his body had disappeared.

And when Xiao Wu looked ahead, the scene there shook his heart even more.

A dazzling ball of light shone there, and the ropes on it stretched outward, and the extended rope god was like an endless distance, piercing the world.

"This is the heart of the Temple of the Gods. The old fairy's voice sounded, "I didn't expect you to be able to enter here." ”

Xiao Wu looked at the bright sun again, and saw that the bright sun was no longer a bright sun, but a branch, a branch entwined by the avenue.

"The core of the Temple of the Gods is made of the trunk of the Dao Tree. There are countless avenues, gathered here. It is also because of the existence of the Dao Tree that the anchor of the Great Dao of the gods can be placed here, and the Great Dao can be tamed by the gods. ”

The old immortal's explanation did not surprise Xiao Wu, this place was full of strangeness, even if the branches of the Dao Tree were the core, it was not surprising.

Before Xiao Wu could ask, he heard a loud bang that resounded through the heavens and the earth.

With a "click", Xiao Wu saw that a great avenue rope was broken, and the broken avenue rope was like a giant rope that was tightened, and when the rope broke, the giant rope quickly bounced back, curled, and turned into a huge sphere.

Xiao Wu unconsciously stretched out his hand to grab the sphere, which seemed to be under some kind of traction and rushed towards Xiao Wu.

The sphere shrank rapidly, turning into the ball of yarn that Xiao Wu had just seen, and instantly integrated into the body.

Xiao Wu only felt that his body was warm, and his soul seemed to be soaked in warm water.

The spirit is growing!

The sound of clicking kept appearing, and Xiao Wu saw that the originally dense rope was constantly breaking, and the ball of thread formed by the combination of avenues kept appearing.

Xiao Wu understood, it was the fall of the Divine Cultivator! It was the fall of the monk on the other side of the Great Dao, and after the fall, that end was broken. But this doesn't make sense, since the Divine Cultivation has fallen, why is it only now broken?

"That's because their breath in this world is gone. The old fairy's voice was tinged with a hint of sadness.

The breath is gone?

Xiao Wu looked at the balls of thread that kept appearing, each of which represented a divine cultivator who had created a realm. Even the weakest divine cultivator was once a legend in his time.

Immortal Realm Ten Thousand Years, is this the reason why the Temple of the Ten Thousand Gods of the Immortal Realm is said to be opened? Can the residual breath of these divine cultivators only be preserved for ten thousand years?

Just in front of Xiao Wu, a crack appeared, and a ball of thread flew out. It should be that a certain cultivator has been rewarded.

Xiao Wu didn't want these broken avenues to be cheap to others, so with a wave of his hand, he opened the Heavenly Gate Black Hole, and one by one the Yin Death Realm monks appeared.

They don't have the Great Dao, but they are the most suitable to carry the Great Dao, because the physical body is strong enough.

Xiao Wu said in a deep voice: "These avenues, it is likely that there will be other problems, but now they can really make you stronger." It is up to you to decide whether you want to merge these avenues or not. ”

Hong Zhen floated quietly in this wonderful space, looking at those avenue balls with a little confusion. He looked at everyone, and his voice was a little determined, "We are expected to return to the glory of our ancestors, but what about the danger?"

With that, Hong Zhen rushed towards a dazzling orb. In just a moment, Hong Zhen's body was glowing, and the avenue was successfully integrated.

One by one, the ropes of the avenue broke, and the spheres of the avenue were formed.

Although Xiao Wu was faintly worried in his heart, he had to admit that this was indeed a rare opportunity. But so many avenues have collapsed, what will happen to the fairy world?

He remembered the scene in the void he had seen before he entered, and the scene of the Great Dao ropes of the Temple of the Gods tying up the many fragments of the immortal realm still remembered him vividly.

Is the Temple of the Gods saving itself, by rediscovering these avenues to their owners? Perhaps this is just one of the ways, and the Temple of the Gods wants to put the avenues back in these monks.

One after another, the Great Dao Sphere flew out of the space, and few of the Yin Death Realm cultivators would give up the fusion. Even the death of the dead man's face rushed towards the ball of light after stopping everyone behind him

And Xiao Wu also observed this cultivator who had cultivated Yin Death Qi with his heart, the Great Dao Sphere he chose was different from others, and that Sphere was obviously full of Death Qi, perhaps somewhat similar to his cultivation style.

Seeing that the extinction was integrated into the Great Dao Light Ball, the Yin Death Qi on his body was quickly dissipated, and he began to tremble in pain. When the trembling stopped, the extinguishing aura became much stronger, but most of the yin death qi on his body dissipated.

But he didn't stop, but rushed towards another bright avenue. However, in an instant, the aura on his body weakened rapidly, and a lot of power was dissipated.

Xuan gasped violently, paused for a moment, and said to the other monks: "Monks of the Undead Village, you can only merge with the Dao related to the Death Dao!

However, there were more and more broken avenue ropes, and even if these monks quickly fused, they still accumulated a lot. Xiao Wu made a quick move and took out countless divine corpses from the Yin Death Realm.

Those god corpses were all at a loss, but the next moment, under Xiao Wu's control, they rushed towards the avenue.

After the broken avenue fused with the divine corpses, those divine corpses actually had a little wisdom, and their eyes were a little less dazed.

Xiao Wu looked at those gods and corpses fusing the avenue, but there were countless thoughts in his heart. If these avenues are left by the dead divine cultivators, then can the divine corpses continue to uphold the avenues after they are fused? If the divine corpses can, then does the avenues really need monks to use? And if the divine corpses can't continue to enter the main avenues, then if they give countless divine corpses to fuse these avenues, will the temple of the gods really allow it?

Xiao Wu stopped those Yin Death Realm cultivators from fusing the Great Dao, but urged the divine corpses in large numbers and rushed towards the Great Dao frantically.

Suddenly, Xiao Wu felt a strong burst of anger. It wasn't human anger, it was supposed to come from some kind of hidden existence.

Xiao Wu only felt his hairs stand up, and he heard an angry shout: "Is it enough? Isn't it enough for you to steal the Great Dao of this seat?"

Xiao Wu instinctively held the golden sword in his hand and made a defensive posture. But he didn't wait for the attack, but ushered in a tornado-like aura. It was a storm engulfed by the endless avenue, but when it was rolled up in Xiao Wu's body, he didn't feel any damage.

The tornado was swept out of that space by a gust of wind.

When Xiao Wu's eyes were clear again, he saw the space where the original objects were offered.

Xiao Wu had some realization in his heart that these temples couldn't hurt himself. There is a certain will in this temple, and this will cannot be directly attacked by itself, at least.

As soon as he appeared in the dedication space, Xiao Wu saw that there was more crowd around him.

Emperor Gao looked at Xiao Wu coldly, but he didn't say anything, he still held a Great Dao Light Cluster in his hand, and swallowed it in his stomach without hesitation.