Facing the sudden female voice behind him, Ye Wuque's expression did not change at all.

He still squatted in the same place, observing the purple-black fruit core, without any intention of turning back.

At this moment.

About ten feet behind Ye Wuque, a woman appeared in the sea of ​​bright red flowers.

This is a tall and extremely tall woman. Her height is as tall as eight feet. She wears an unknown ancient battle armor, which is very close to her body, outlining her curvy figure. The skin exposed outside is also different from the skin of ordinary female cultivators. Instead, it has a light bronze color and undulating muscle lines. Obviously, it contains unimaginable power! It

is like a female leopard on the vast grassland, with a perfect and warlike body.

And her appearance is not so beautiful, just above average, but on the knife-like face, the facial features are three-dimensional, especially the pair of eyes, which are cold with a hint of sharpness, like a flame in the dark night, with a kind of captivating meaning!

Just standing there, she looked like a spear that could be fired at any time, with the looming divine power steaming, giving off the idea of ​​keeping strangers away!

The only softness was her dark and powerful hair, which was woven into a thick braid and hung down behind her, and there seemed to be a special headband tied at the top of her hair.

If there were other false gods here at this moment, they would definitely change their faces when they saw this woman, and then stay away as much as possible! Because of this figure, this appearance, this dress, and cold temperament, in the endless void, under the true god, there is only one person who can match her, and that is     Leng Qinghuan

, who is known as the "Bounty Goddess Dragon" !     She was different from all the false gods who entered the Origin Temple. She chose to leave directly from the end of the rainbow bridge at the beginning. Not to mention the boiling divine treasure, she didn't even have any intention of participating in the heaven and earth elemental power in the 108 caves, and rushed directly to the depths of the Origin Temple. It can be said that Leng Qinghuan is probably     the first false god to come to this area among all the hundreds of thousands of false gods     who came in this time .     Naturally, she didn't know everything that happened in the cave and the God's Treasure.     But at this moment, Leng Qinghuan's sharp and cold eyes were still staring at Ye Wuque, who was squatting with his back to her, and then her eyebrows slowly frowned!     The guy in front of him who seemed to be ignorant of the world was carrying a huge tripod on his back, which looked a bit weird.     But Leng Qinghuan's eyes became colder, and when he was about to say something else...     Ye Wuque, who was squatting, finally stood up slowly.     "So, you know what this 'fruit core' is?"     Still with his back to Leng Qinghuan, Ye Wuque's voice sounded faintly.     His sight was still on the purple-black fruit core in the hand of the pseudo-god corpse.     Although the woman behind him seemed to appear abruptly, she had actually been sensed by Ye Wuque before her figure fell.     The other party did not ambush here on purpose, but had previously used a special shield method to secretly pass through the sea of ​​flowers, and it seemed that she just happened to run into him. The     reason why Ye Wuque did not take action was also because although this woman was cold and attractive, she did not reveal any murderous intent.     What's more, Ye Wuque still needs someone to solve his puzzles.     Leng Qinghuan had no expression on her face, and her cold eyes swept directly over Ye Wuque and fell on the fruit core in the hand of the pseudo-god corpse on the ground.     The next moment!     She raised her hand, and at the same time, the cold voice sounded again, as if it was said to Ye Wuque.     "If I were you, I would leave here now." "I won't     joke     with my own life !"     The moment the voice fell!     Crash!     Leng Qinghuan's right hand swept across the void, and suddenly set off a terrifying storm!     The powerful force made countless petals in the sea of ​​bright red flowers in all directions fly high into the sky, looking beautiful.     The storm she set off did not have any murderous intent, nor was it any attacking magical power, but... exorcism!     Obviously, Leng Qinghuan was going to blow Ye Wuque away directly.     But the next moment!     Leng Qinghuan's cold eyes suddenly condensed!     Because she found that her divine palm wind, which was enough to make dozens or hundreds of pseudo-gods, did not move the man carrying the tripod in front of her even a little.     The other party still stood there, with his back to him, like a reef in the raging sea, motionless.     Only the corner of his clothes was blown up!     But Leng Qinghuan knew clearly how powerful the storm he had just set off was as a pseudo-god invincible!     Master!     This man carrying the tripod was probably the same as himself, also a pseudo-god invincible.     But he knew every one of the famous pseudo-gods in the endless void, and had never seen one in this posture!     Carrying a huge tripod?     Could it be the "Heavenly Essence" that was sealed in the past?     Endless petals fell into the void, and slowly fell back as the storm subsided, like a rain of flowers.     At this moment, Ye Wuque, who was motionless, finally turned around, looked at Leng Qinghuan with a pair of calm eyes, and an indifferent voice sounded.     "If it weren't for the fact that there was no killing intention this time, you wouldn't be able to stand now."     Leng Qinghuan's whole body suddenly tensed up!     The boiling divine power began     to swirl out, and she stared at Ye Wuque closely, but the next moment, a trace of unbelievable light flashed in the depths of her eyes! !     "How is it possible..."     "This person's whole body seems to be full of flaws, but once my 'precognition' magical power is activated..."     "I actually saw my own tragic... death!!"     No one knew that Leng Qinghuan possessed this incredible and mysterious precognition magical power. Similarly, no one knew what kind of storm was in Leng Qinghuan's heart at this time!     "This feeling only appears when I activate the precognition magical power on the 'true god'!"     "Even if the opponent is also a false god, he is invincible?"

"But how is this possible?"

"How could such a creature appear under the True God?"

At this moment.

As Leng Qinghuan's "precognitive magic" was in operation, in her "gaze", the figure of Ye Wuque on the opposite side seemed to expand infinitely!

Beginning to become infinitely majestic!

Filling the heaven and earth.

Drowning everything!

Endless shadows of terror emanated from the other party, covering herself!

An indescribable feeling of insignificance, fear, and powerlessness was exploding in Leng Qinghuan's heart at this moment! !

Until the shadow emanating from Ye Wuque completely covered herself!

"Death, death!!!"

Leng Qinghuan trembled all over, and then seemed to wake up from a dream!

"Hoo, ho, ho, ho..."

She panted violently, her face had already taken on a hint of paleness, sweat was pouring down, soaking her whole body, and her body was still trembling slightly instinctively.

Staring at Ye Wuque, Leng Qinghuan's trembling voice rang out!

"You, you... who are you?"