This is the tragedy of the end of the Dharma era. The magic power is restricted by heaven and the realm is oppressed. Even though these monks purchased a lot of magic weapons from auctions and markets on Mingdao, they cannot replenish them at any time like Wang Zhuo.
Mana. Without spiritual energy, it is impossible to replenish mana anytime and anywhere by swallowing pills. The interval and side effects are extremely high. If the spirit stones are extracted directly, the conversion rate is extremely low. Therefore, even Nascent Soul monks are afraid of such insidious and vicious methods.
Almost died inside.
Now, eight monks except Wang Zhuo arrived in front of the Dragon Palace. During their chat, Wang Zhuo knew that no matter where they appeared, they would have to travel thousands of miles to get here. It was previously absolutely dark and their spiritual consciousness was obscure, so they could not grasp the direction.
.I think I am heading due west or east, but in fact I change direction several times and even go back to the original place.
Wang Zhuo thought that he had previously used the black dragon's head consciousness to explore the land of thousands of miles, which was probably the only shortcut before he reached the Dragon Palace.
The monks chatted casually for a few words and then temporarily lowered most of their guard. They all sat cross-legged on the ground to restore their mana and energy. At this time, the sound of breaking through the air was heard again, and Zhan Xi appeared with a cold expression.
After he appeared, Wang Zhuo's prostrate body pressed down again. Crab Thirteen and Zhang Kui have not appeared so far, which is very likely to be a disaster. Crab Thirteen's innocent entry into the East China Sea ruins this time was really wrong.
Zhan Xi looked around carefully with cold eyes, and then handed over the Nascent Souls he knew one by one. "I wonder who among you came here first? Did you find a cat demon or a humanoid puppet when you came?"
The monk surnamed Li was quite familiar with Zhan Xi. After all the monks shook their heads to show that they had not seen it, he joked: "Fellow Daoist Zhan, Brother Xiao and I arrived here first, and we did not see the monsters and puppets you mentioned. Why?
, Fellow Taoist, do you still have enemies here?"
Zhan Xi secretly sighed. Ever since Crab Thirteen cut off the spiritual connection between him and the puppet, he has been unable to find the puppet no matter how he uses it. The puppet is not his natural magic weapon, which means that he feels
His puppet was probably destroyed by Crab Thirteen's wave and Wang Zhuo was rescued. Then they borrowed the space method provided by Wanbao Pavilion and left this place again.
Of course, these are all Zhan Xi's guesses. He nodded to the monk surnamed Li, "It's barely a grudge. Less than half of my wealth and life are in the hands of this monster."
After saying that, he stopped talking and just sat down and closed his eyes to rest, his face even colder.
This time, Wang Zhuo was upset and angry because Xie Shisan disrupted his rhythm. He also felt a little regretful. Although he was not injured on the way to the Dragon Palace, he only had the magic weapon left after the fight with Hui Xing.
The last three pieces, and the rest were destroyed in various traps. If Wang Zhuo was really rescued by Crab Shisan and brought back to China, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
After another Nascent Soul and four separate Golden Core cultivators appeared, everyone counted the time and waited for more than two days, but no one arrived.
In other words, there were a total of ten Yuan Yings, and hundreds of Jindan monks entered the suspected site of the East China Sea Dragon Palace. In the end, only fifteen monks came to the Dragon Palace alive.
Such a high casualty rate cast a shadow on the hearts of these monks, especially Zhan Xi, who was not optimistic about the possibility of survival if he went to search for treasures. When he and the big monks went to the ruins of the Zhou Dynasty, he was the only one left alive.
He ran out, but this time there were only so few people left before officially entering the Dragon Palace, and the danger was obviously even greater than last time.
But the parchment roll provided by Wanbao Pavilion can only be used twice, once in and out again. If he asks a few Nascent Souls to ask for it now, they will never give it to him.
"No wait, it seems they are either trapped in place or have died in various traps. Let the fourteen of us go in first."
The monk surnamed Li was still full of energy even after losing an arm, and suggested: "We must unite as one, and when we get to the place where the treasure is hidden, we will each obtain the treasure based on fate. Before that, please take an oath from your inner demons and not to fight against each other."
Attacking does not involve out-of-control attempts to harm others.”
"That's exactly what it should be."
Most of the monks agreed and came down. Only one Jindan monk frowned and said: "I dare to ask senior, if we all survived, how would we Jindan get out? I went in with Master Kuci of the Three Immortals Sect.
I paid a total of fifty third-grade spiritual stones to get in here, but now the Master Kuci was killed by meteorites, and the Nascent Soul was torn to pieces and devoured by the strange insects chasing after me. The method of entry and exit also followed.
He disappeared due to his emergence, so what I want to ask is whether I can add a clause in the oath of the inner demon. If I gain something, I am willing to pay half of the treasure I obtained and give it to my senior. I just ask my senior not to kill me and take me out."
Several other Jindan monks who came in with Yuanying, but Yuanying died earlier than them, also echoed and asked Yuanying to help.
The monk surnamed Li hummed and looked at each other with several other people of the same rank.
Even though Nascent Soul is dead, they are still alive. This proves that they must have something special about them.
Seeing that the monks who were one level higher than him didn't say anything, the Jindan monk continued: "Seniors, please take care of me. Wang Qinian is very grateful!"
"Are you Wang Qinian?" Zhan Xi said: "Wang Qinian, the loose cultivator who once used one person to be as good as a two-dimensional infant, and the number one person in the Golden elixir?"
Wang Qinian looks very young, only in his thirties. He is not very handsome but has a heroic spirit.
It seems that several Nascent Souls have heard of him. Hearing this, Wang Qinian said indifferently: "I don't dare to be the first person. The so-called one against two is just a lie. The younger generation has no guts to confront the senior senior."
Although he said this, his expression was calm and without any unnecessary expression.
The monk surnamed Li nodded and said: "Okay, since it is Wang Daoyou who speaks, this can also be added. It's just that I have spoken first. When we encounter danger, we will face it together. But if we encounter a situation where we cannot resist, I will not have any objection to you."
Any protective action." The words of the monk surnamed Li are naturally the thoughts of other Nascent Souls.
After discussing the details, they each swore an oath of inner demons. After that, the fourteen monks did not fly, but carefully left their place like mortals and headed towards the Dragon Palace.
When they were far away and could no longer see their backs, Wang Zhuocai bent over and stretched, moved his limbs and then lay down again.
He didn't want to go in. The route was so dangerous, let alone going in to seek death. In fact, Wang Zhuo was still looking forward to the arrival of Zhang Kui and Crab Shisan, but the next moment, Wang Zhuo's ears twitched and he turned around to look at the cat face.
Immediately full of horror!
About five hundred meters behind him, he saw what looked like ladybugs in the sky, but flying insects countless times larger, and all kinds of ferocious and disgusting bugs gathered together on the ground. In his consciousness, these bugs were vast and boundless.
!And behind them, there were countless things that he couldn't see but that his spiritual consciousness deemed extremely dangerous were also chasing after them.
Without saying a word, Wang Zhuo got up and ran quickly, passed through the pavilion and went straight to the gate of the Dragon Palace. The insects also saw Wang Zhuo, formed a thick cloud and bitten tightly after him.
There was no longer any mechanism. Wang Zhuo even saw the fourteen monks who had just moved forward gathering in front of the Dragon Palace gate, as if discussing who should go in first. The hundred-meter-high Dragon Palace gate was ajar at this time, and the same thing happened inside.
Emit a faint light.
At this time, the monk surnamed Li was still saying: "Everyone, since you don't want to be the first to go in, how about we all go in together?"
"There is a priority when entering together. After all, the gap in the Dragon Palace gate can only accommodate two people walking side by side." The monk surnamed Xiao said: "I suggest that the person with the highest cultivation level should take the first step. After we obtain the treasure, we will all take out a
Give it to him."
Everyone's eyes are looking at Zhan Xi, he is the only one here who is at the peak of Nascent Soul.
Zhan Xi sneered and was about to speak, but suddenly turned his head and looked around as if he felt something. Under the weak light, he saw a palm-sized Persian cat running towards them with four paws. Zhan Xi's silver hair suddenly stood on end.
He stood up and released the remaining magic weapon with a roar, "Wang Zhuo?! Return the puppet to me quickly!"
All the monks couldn't help but look back, and suddenly they couldn't help but want to laugh, and at the same time they felt disdain for Zhan Xi.
The monk who was about to become a god at the peak of his Yuanying allowed a little kitten demon to steal the magic weapon. As a Yuanying, this was such a shame.
Wang Zhuo was less than three miles away from these people. Hearing this, he roared angrily, "Meow...!"
The bugs were not scary, but the dangerous aura behind the bugs gave him an instant choice. He would die if he stayed where he was, but he would not necessarily die if he entered the Dragon Palace. First, he released the Five Cloud Lock Immortal Bell to resist Zhanxi's attack.
Wang Zhuo was the first to enter the gate as he ran all the way without even stopping.
More than a dozen monks were stunned. This cat was like air in their consciousness, and their cultivation and realm could not be seen. It could only hit him with a single blow from Zhanxi and run away without being hurt at all.
Got in. He does have some skills.
Zhan Xi sneered again, followed closely behind Wang Zhuo and flew in second.
"With the cat demon and fellow Daoist Zhan exploring the way in front, I can just wait for An Xin to follow behind. Speaking of which, those two people have really weird tempers. One seems to be worried that we are going to steal all the treasures, and the other is just looking at nothing for the sake of a mere puppet.
Which one is more important? Today I really gained a lot of knowledge..."
Before the monk surnamed Li finished speaking, the expressions on the faces of Wang Qinian and several other Nascent Souls changed drastically. They also entered the gate quickly. The monk surnamed Li and the four golden elixir monks who also did not react were instantly at the end. They were all
He subconsciously looked back.
Strange insects all over the sky have flown over the pavilion and are gathering here.
The monk surnamed Li looked shocked, and his spiritual consciousness also sensed the aura that made him, the Nascent Soul, feel endlessly dangerous. He instantly understood why the kitten was so anxious.
So they no longer held the idea that they could get more benefits by letting others enter and trigger the mechanism first, but turned around and wanted to use their magic power to rush in.
But what they saw in front of them made them lose their minds for a moment. There was no Dragon Palace gate in front of them! The darkness spread again and they lost their sight again. The only sound between the sky and the earth was the vibration of insect wings and the scraping of stone slabs!
As soon as Wang Zhuo ran into the gate, the white marble paving tiles at his feet sank in before he could observe his surroundings. Wang Zhuo was shocked and all his demon power spurted out and wanted to fly up out of thin air, but there seemed to be a big hand holding him down in the air.
He, he couldn't fly at all! He fell directly along the fallen bricks.
In an unknown length of corridor, Wang Zhuo rolled and fell down the corridor. He tried to stop himself several times, but his invincible claws could not catch the slippery walls of the corridor. His head and body hit the wall everywhere, knocking Wang Zhuo down.
Zhuo's whole body was sore and dizzy. He didn't know how long it took before he fell out of an exit the size of a manhole cover.
"Meow...a mic!"
The Wang Zhuo cat's face was filled with fear as he hooked his claws randomly in the air. Just below where his body fell, there was a head with smooth scales that were scarlet, with sharp long horns on its face, and a circle around the long horns.
The golden tassel-like spikes, protruding eyes, and wide mouth are waiting for Wang Zhuo.
This is exactly a giant red dragon!
The "big hand" on Wang Zhuo's body was still squeezing him and falling. He released the Five-Cloud Lock Immortal Bell and placed it on his head to act as a helmet. At the same time, he turned his magic power and released the headless Seryosa, stepping on Seryosa's back.
Later, she endured her grief and let him be eaten instead of her, and finally called out the black dragon head in the soul sea with all her strength.
"Brother Long. Your relatives are here, why don't you come out and play happily with them?!"
The black dragon didn't react at all. At a distance of just over a hundred meters, Wang Zhuo saw that he and Seryozha in front of him were about to fall into the dragon's mouth. At this moment, the invisible aura that suppressed him finally dissipated, and Wang Zhuo felt happy in his heart.
, first the descendants of Seryozha flew away as fast as lightning. Then his spiritual consciousness controlled Seryozha and returned to the other courtyard of the underworld.
The cat's paw pads fell gently on the ground, and Wang Zhuo looked back.
This place is a valley between two mountains, with an oval-shaped glass cover thousands of meters above the head, emitting light like the sun. The mountains are connected to the sky, the whole is gray, and there are no plants among the cliffs. Directly in front of him.
The dragon's head, which alone was a hundred meters high, still maintained its mouth-opening posture without any movement.
This time, his spiritual consciousness was completely imprisoned and could only be released a few dozen centimeters outside the body, but his magic power could still be used freely. Wang Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief and froze in place. Who knows if the dragon was basking in the sun? What if he moved?
The dragon also moved, and Wang Zhuo didn't think he could escape.
After waiting in place for about ten hours, Wang Zhuo finally tentatively stretched out his paw and patted the ground.
The ground and the mountains have the same structure, somewhat similar to gray granite. This claw did not make any sound. Wang Zhuo's millions of kilograms of strength did not leave even a trace on it, but it made his claws numb from the shock.
.
The dragon in front still didn't respond.
"Meow!?"
Wang Zhuo clasped his paws on his beard and stroked it back and forth, and then finally made up his mind to crawl closer to the giant dragon.
When he arrived at the dragon's side, Wang Zhuo saw three blood holes on the dragon's neck, each of which was a regular circle with a diameter of about ten meters. The combined diameter of these three blood holes was almost the size of the dragon's neck.
The body and head were separated. Wang Zhuo's heart moved. He stretched out his claws and slowly touched the dragon's body. He did not dare to touch it for fear that something strange would happen. He stopped about ten centimeters away and controlled the dragon's body with his spiritual consciousness.
Take it to the underworld.
"call!"
Wang Zhuo took a deep breath and saw that the dragon's head had entered the underworld's courtyard, and its body was slowly moved in little by little.
This dragon is the largest dragon that Wang Zhuo has ever seen. His Taoist soldiers are also dragons, but the longest body is only a thousand meters, but the body of this dragon alone is about 10,000 meters long. And I haven’t seen it yet.
to the end.
The bigger the dragon's body, the more powerful it is. Just like Wang Zhuo's real body is already more than three meters long and two meters high. After going through the catastrophe, he will become a spirit cat demon. His body will directly increase to ten meters. This is a demon.
The most fundamental law of the clan.
"Wow!"
A huge sound of iron chains was heard. Wang Zhuo looked up and saw that the dragon's tail had a thick iron chain pierced through the flesh and nailed to the bottom of the mountain in the distance.
With a click of his tongue, Wang Zhuo pondered for a moment, holding the bronze bottle and moving forward quickly. First, he took all the dragon bodies except the iron chain into the underworld, leaving only a tail that was 100 meters long and 500 meters high and thick, and the iron chain.
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"This chain looks like I've seen it somewhere before!"
Wang Zhuo frowned and looked at the thick iron chain, recalling his memories in his mind. The next moment, his face was once again filled with a gloomy look.
Before the Chinese New Year, he and Duobao went hunting in the mountains to observe the terrain. The fake mountain god they saw in the snake cave was actually the evil dragon that crisscrossed the Qingshui River. It was exactly this kind of iron chain! Although the thickness was different, no matter the pattern on it
The materials and even the various inscriptions and formations engraved on them are exactly the same when observed with the naked eye!
"Hiss! What on earth is going on?"
Wang Zhuo stared at the iron chain with his jewel-like cat eyes, and finally his spiritual consciousness entered the underworld and activated several powerful large-scale formations to chop off the tail of the dragon corpse.
The severed dragon tail and the chain fell to the ground again without making any sound.
There was only an iron chain and a small piece of dragon tail and nothing else. Wang Zhuo did not dare to mess with the body and the iron chain. He looked back at the place where he had just landed. Behind him was a mountain connected to the sky, and in front of him was the iron chain.
Next to the chain, there was a narrow path that could accommodate an adult. There was no way back, so he could only move forward. He gave up all hesitation and entanglement, raised his paws and walked towards the path.
No matter how careful he was, the moment he stepped onto the road, there was a loud rumbling sound behind him.
Wang Zhuo hurriedly turned back and saw that the valley just disappeared from his eyes, replaced by endless thick fog.
Looking back again, the originally bright light in front of him also disappeared, and there was thick fog above and below. He could barely see his chest and paws, and the rest was covered by the thick fog.
He had no consciousness and could not see clearly. Except for the few sounds just now, the space became quiet again. Wang Zhuo's mood, which had just improved, became extremely heavy again. The indescribable loneliness occupied his body and mind. He swore that if he could get out alive this time
, you must go to the most prosperous place in the world and sit there for a whole day and a night.
There is no way back, and we really can only move forward. Wang Zhuo stared with his eyes and took every step with extreme caution.
At this moment, a whining sound began to be heard in the thick fog. It sounded like a woman crying or like the sound of wind. Wang Zhuo stopped in a hurry, and the sound immediately turned into a woman's squeaky laughter.
The next moment, a spider over three meters tall and covered with black hair suddenly appeared in the thick fog. On the spider's belly, there were densely packed faces of countless women, and the voice was shouted from the human face!
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