On the eve of dawn, thousands of rays of morning light illuminate the desolate world.

Accompanied by the roar of the dragon, a blood-red ancient dragon fell to the ground and exploded into withered mandala petals all over the sky. Just like the miracle performed by the bad woman in the past, time and space were violently turbulent.
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What fell next was a pitch-black unicorn. His majestic and majestic body dissipated like mist. A thin figure walked out of the black mist, staggering, as if he would fall down at any time.

At this moment, two figures arrived in an instant, one on the left and one on the right to support him.

"Are you okay?"

The two of them said in unison.

Tang Ling raised her stern eyes and silently looked at the unfamiliar yet familiar face of the other party. Her delicate and cold face was as white as snow in the morning light, especially her eyes that were like a piece of transparent ice.

She had seen this face before, at Xiao Gu's house.

It wasn't until the identity of the other party was revealed that she figured out some issues that she had never been able to figure out before.

Su Youzhu's mask had long been broken in the battle, but she didn't expect to meet this so-called love rival here. Those stern beautiful eyes seemed to hide the edge of a sword, with a kind of sharp-edged beauty.

They were all surprised, but in the blink of an eye they suddenly understood.

If Gu Jianlin wanted to rescue the president, he would definitely bring with him only the people he trusted most. They thought they were the only ones qualified to accompany him, but unexpectedly they turned out to be clowns.

But it’s okay, one more person means more combat power.

They are all sensible girls and will not care about it at this time.

Gu Jianlin coughed up a mouthful of blood. He used Qilin's Wedge to support the ground. His physical strength and spiritual energy were on the verge of exhaustion, and his spirit was already in chaos. Even if he used the law of the shadow with high intensity in the ancient god world, he would still be in trouble.

It brought a huge burden, but fortunately there was no severe pain like breaking his bones, otherwise he would probably be dead.

His vision went dark and his voice got stuck in his throat and he couldn't get it out.

Naturally, there is no way to answer the girls’ questions.

There was a click.

His body collapsed, countless scars emerged, staining his white shirt red.

He ignited a divine fire with his hands, devouring as much life force as possible around him to heal his wounds.

The girls' eyes narrowed, and then they realized how many injuries he had suffered in the battle just now.

Any damage received after casting the Original Return will be fed back to the main body!

How did he hold on until now?

With quick eyes and quick hands, Su Youzhu fed a bottle of blue blood into his mouth, skillfully felt his heartbeat and pulse, and after confirming that there was no major problem, he wanted to carry him on his back.

"I'll do it."

Tang Ling blocked her expressionlessly. Seeing the girl's hesitation, she calmly said: "Height."

Su Youzhu frowned. With her height of 1.55 meters, it was a bit difficult to carry a boy who was more than 30 centimeters taller than herself. It was not because she was not strong enough, but because of the size difference.

If you want to do it forcefully, then it’s not called carrying, but called dragging.

It’s ugly and inconvenient.

"I'll explore the way."

At this point, there was nothing else she could do. She pulled out the Tian Congyun Sword and turned around, suddenly stunned.

Because at the end of this ridge, an ancient golden tree that reaches the sky and the earth disappears into the deepest part of the clouds and mist. The so-called morning light is just a wisp of light falling from it. The dry ground is full of ferocious cracks, faintly glowing with a burning golden color.

The texture is like intertwined tree roots.

The endless ridges are dyed brilliant gold, and the towering trees are also so bright.

"It's so beautiful."

Tang Ling walked on the rugged mountain road while carrying the tired young man on her back, and said softly.

Gu Jianlin raised his head and looked in the direction of the Zhuzhao Sacred Tree, and suddenly remembered something.

"Curse."

He whispered.

The girls were horrified.

Logically speaking, the Zhuzhao Sacred Tree is cursed.

Since the President disappeared, no one has been able to suppress the Zhuzhao Sacred Tree, and the power of the curse has spread to the entire Ancient God Realm. Even semi-god-level sublimators cannot avoid it and will be affected.

Jiang Chunyang is a good example.

This guy was originally tortured by a curse, but after the Zhuzhao Sacred Tree revived, he became even crazier.

"There are corpses here!"

Su Youzhu looked at a dead tree. There were corpses staggering everywhere under the tree. They were obviously the advance troops of the Ether Association, who came to explore the secrets of the Zhuzhao Sacred Tree, but unfortunately they died here.

"There are traces of fighting. It was attacked."

Tang Ling took a look and concluded based on the profiling she had just learned: "Huh? That's not right."

Su Youzhu said expressionlessly: "This is cannibalism."

Both girls are proficient in profiling. Although they are not so miraculous, their most basic judgments are still correct. This group of people did not die of being attacked, but died of cannibalism.
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They all thought of one thing at the same time, curse!

"Can you feel the whisper in your ear?"

Tang Ling suddenly asked.

Su Youzhu shook his head.

This is a very strange thing. Obviously these people are killing each other because of the curse, but they can't feel anything. When they come here, they even feel a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere. Bathed in the warm golden light, they seem to be able to hear

To the sound of bells in the morning and drums in the evening, I feel Zen-like silence in a trance, like a thousand-year-old ancient temple.

Wait!

They suddenly thought of something and ran towards the ridge in unison.

This ridge is so huge that even an Ascended person would have to work hard to climb it.

The closer you get to the top of the mountain, the more and more corpses you get.

Without exception, they are the vanguard of the Ether Association.

There are many members with Omega among them.

They all died in this mountain range in the end, some died of cannibalism, and others committed suicide.

No one knows what they saw in the curse, but the outcome is doomed.

Death.

On the contrary, when we reached the middle part of the mountain, we could no longer see the corpse.

Because no one can climb here.

Other than that, there is no danger.

There is no ancient god species.

There are no ancient ancestors who came back from the dead.

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There are no scary ancient gods.

Nothing.

"Put me down."

Gu Jianlin suddenly said softly.

Tang Ling carried him behind her back calmly and pursed her red lips.

Su Youzhu didn't say anything, but felt the tremor in his voice.

They climbed all the way to the top of the peak, and golden light flooded over them.

As bright as the sunrise.

There is no such majestic ancient tree in the world anymore. The crown of the tree has long been hidden in the sky. The trunk is as bright as gold, but as transparent and bright as jade, reflecting countless peaceful and sleeping faces. Under the tree, a white-haired man sits cross-legged.

A pale woman, her face is so solemn and majestic, yet so pale.

She was bathed in golden light, her body becoming more and more transparent, as if she was about to leave this world.

President.

She's really here.

She is not dead!
To be continued...