Chapter 668 Black Roots

Following the leader's words, everyone quickened their pace, cut off the horns of the unicorns, tied them around their waists, and began to walk into the depths of the jungle.

Watching them walk away, Diwu Xuan let the thin spiritual energy chase behind him, and he transformed into a spirit body and landed in front of a unicorn that was not yet dead.

"Can you understand what I say?"

Diwu Xuan asked in the way he communicated with the totem, that is, through consciousness communication.

"I can understand the language of the gods."

The dying unicorn also answered with consciousness.

It seemed to be covered with a layer of silver moonlight, but this light was gradually dimming. When the light completely faded, it would be the time of its death. Diwu Xuan had seen the death process of other unicorns before.

"Why did they kill you and take your horns?"

Fifth Xuan asked, looking at the hole on its forehead.

"Our horns have magic power, and the followers of the Evil Tree need them to make magic wands."

Hearing the name of the Evil Tree, Fifth Xuan's eyebrows raised.

"Isn't it the Tree of Life?"

Fifth Xuan asked.

"In Him, we can't see the glory of life, so we call Him the Evil Tree, and only His followers call Him the Tree of Life."

The unicorn's consciousness was filled with strong disgust, but there was no anger or sadness in it.

It was about to die, but it was not angry or sad because of it, nor did it hate its enemies, at most it was a little disgusted.

This made Diwu Xuan feel good about the unicorns.

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

Diwu Xuan couldn't help asking.

This sentence made the unicorn struggle for a while, and it looked at Diwu Xuan in surprise: "Are you really willing to help us?" It

only asked one question, and before Diwu Xuan could give an answer, it couldn't wait to struggle and said: "The evil elves have a powerful god-level figure here. He has killed our totem, but when we came here, we left fire on the three continents." As

it spoke, its eyes began to become wet, and a tear slowly accumulated and flowed out from the corner of its eye.

It was a drop of silver tear, which turned into a drop-shaped solidified substance emitting silver light when it dripped out.

"Holding the tear of the unicorn, you can gain the trust of the unicorn tribe and tell the unicorns on the other two continents to leave this world. This is no longer a paradise."

Diwu Xuan reached out and took the drop of unicorn tear, pinched it between his fingertips, and felt it was soft. He

looked up at the unicorn lying on the ground again. Its panting became weaker and weaker, and the light on its body was extremely dim. It was not far from death.

"We are running in the starry sky, looking for the joy of life, looking for a beautiful homeland, where there are endless grasslands, there is a silver moon, there are our dreams, there is..."

This paragraph was sung in the form of a ballad. Slowly, its voice became smaller and smaller, and its eyes began to close powerlessly.

Diwu Xuan still had a lot of questions to ask, such as their origins, such as how many enemies there were, but unfortunately the unicorn had died in the song.

"If I can find them, I will pass on your words to them."

Diwu Xuan said softly, reaching out and touching the unicorn's neck.

When Diwu Xuan touched it, the last light on its body shone out, and a white light poured into the unicorn's tears, making it brighter.

Diwu Xuan picked it up and looked at it carefully. He could see a shadow of a unicorn in the solidified tears of the unicorn. It was running freely in the tears of the unicorn, with its silver hair flying in the wind and stars twinkling under its feet.

Running is their happiness.

With just one glance, this feeling arose in Diwu Xuan's heart.

After taking a look at the unicorns lying on the ground, all dead, Diwu Xuan gathered his mind, threw the tears of the unicorn into the spiritual corridor and let it enter the fairyland along the corridor. He dispersed his body and followed the spiritual energy forward.

Soon he caught up with the enemy. These warriors of the Blood Shadow Tribe were shuttling through the jungle, and there were traces of unicorn blood on the road that could be tracked.

Following them quietly, he ran across several mountains. He did not encounter any living unicorns along the way, but he did encounter some unicorn corpses and other Blood Shadow Tribe warriors.

These warriors also had unicorn horns on their waists. They gathered together and continued to move forward. After walking across several mountains, they came to a valley.

As soon as he approached the valley, Wu Xuan felt a force that made him hate. That kind of hate grew from the depths of his heart and was not something Wu Xuan could control at all.

What's going on?

Wu Xuan stopped in front of the valley. He did not follow these Blood Shadow Tribe warriors into the valley, but looked at the valley from a distance, wondering where the hate came from.

At the same time, he let the spiritual energy spread out so that he could observe the entire valley from high above.

The valley was very large, and there was a flickering light in the valley. The consciousness of the Fifth Xuan stood in the sky, looking at the bright valley.

The flickering light came from several light gates, which were made up of vines. They were the kind of light gates that the Fifth Xuan had seen in southern Xinjiang.

At this time, no one entered or exited the light gates. They just stood there quietly, but they also illuminated the valley for the Fifth Xuan.

There were six light gates, and looking down from above, it was like they were located at the six corners of a hexagram.

Next to each light gate, there was a sentinel tree, and in the center of the hexagram, it was pitch black.

It was a weird black, as if all the light that reached there would be absorbed by the darkness, and nothing could shine in.

The Fifth Xuan even felt as if his sight was being sucked into it, which was very strange.

When he looked at the darkness, the disgust in his heart was infinitely magnified, and he even had the urge to rush in and tear the darkness apart.

After restraining himself for a long time, he finally suppressed the impulse in his heart, but the spirits gathered together unknowingly.

"Huh."

After a long breath, the Fifth Xuan frowned.

He was thinking whether to rush in to see what was in the darkness, or wait here until tomorrow daytime to see.

Both options are not good. The former may be dangerous, and the latter requires more divine faith power.

"What did you see?"

The sudden voice rang from his ear, scaring the Fifth Xuan's back.

Looking back, a gorgeously dressed elf floated behind him, and his deep eyes just met the Fifth Xuan's.

He... when did he come?

The Fifth Xuan was shocked. He could feel that this person was at the god level. It was a kind of mutual induction between the same level.

"Who are you?"

Diwu Xuan suppressed his surprise and asked in a deep voice.

"This is my territory, shouldn't I be the one asking you this?"

The elf said with a cold face, raising the staff in his hand slightly.

Diwu Xuan did not move, but he had already controlled the spiritual energy to gather here, and at the same time condensed the Bagua Suspended Sword Array to prepare for any eventuality.

"You don't belong here, and you are not welcome here."

The Bagua Suspended Sword Array had not been set up yet, and Diwu Xuan wanted to delay as much as possible.

"You don't belong here either, and you are not welcome here either."

The elf said with a sneer on his cold face.

Diwu Xuan was shocked. He almost thought that the elf saw through his steps. But he did not use "you" in this sentence, but "you all". This made Diwu Xuan understand that he was not referring to himself alone, so he was not so nervous.

But Diwu Xuan still did not understand this sentence.

"We were born and raised here, so why don't we belong here?"

Diwu Xuan asked. He hoped to get more secrets from the mouth of this elf.

"A god totem without inheritance, who doesn't even know his own origin, is a pitiful thing."

He said, slowly raised the staff, and around Diwu Xuan, a force like a silk net appeared and enveloped him.

God totem without inheritance?

This is a sentence worth studying, but unfortunately Diwu Xuan did not have time to think about it.

He pointed his hand at his feet, and spiritual energy quickly gathered at his feet, and a "" rune appeared at his feet.

The elf looked at the feet of the Fifth Xuan in surprise, and then saw the rune flash, and the Fifth Xuan and the strange rune disappeared together.

His eyes instantly looked down, and in the distant valley, the Fifth Xuan appeared on the ground, and there was a "" rune at his feet.

The elf frowned, waved his right hand, and the silk-net-like power gathered in front disappeared.

His figure flashed several times, and rushed towards the Fifth Xuan on the surface. While his body was still on the road, he shouted angrily: "You dare."

He scolded the Fifth Xuan because he saw that as the Fifth Xuan raised his hand, a "" rune gathered above the darkness.

Unlike the rune under the feet of the Fifth Xuan, which flashed by, this rune still had spiritual energy continuously injected into it after it was gathered.

With the injection of spiritual energy, the rune was slowly wrapped by a long sword made of spiritual energy, and lightning flashed on the long sword.

"Wrath of the vines."

The elf raised his staff and roared in the flash, and countless vines emerged from the darkness and rushed towards the "" rune wrapped by the spiritual sword.

"Li Gua Sword."

The Fifth Xuan said, pointing to the sky, and a "" rune appeared under the "" rune.

As soon as the "" rune appeared, it began to emit flames and began to burn the vines that ran up.

"Arrow of the wind."

The elf approaching the Fifth Xuan roared, and an arrow flew out of the air and went straight to the forehead of the Fifth Xuan.

Without waiting for the arrow to get close, the Fifth Xuan's body shook, and his consciousness was directly dispersed in the spiritual energy.

The arrow passed through the Fifth Xuan's scattered consciousness, leaving a burning sensation on the Fifth Xuan.

This arrow could actually harm the invisible consciousness.

"Thunder falls."

The Fifth Xuan did not waste any more time, and directly ordered the Zhen Gua Sword, which had gathered the power of lightning for a long time, to strike out lightning.

"Crack." With

a loud noise, the lightning that had gathered for a long time fell directly into the darkness, as if splitting the darkness and revealing a spider-web-like electric network.

With this light, the Fifth Xuan finally saw the one-foot-high "plant" growing from the ground in the depths of the darkness.

It was a very strange "plant", or rather, it was not a plant at all.

It was more like a tree root, a black tree root that grew upside down from the ground.