The main entrance of the ancient palace is unique. It is made of a layer of black air that is as solid as marble. It is very strange. The breath is cold, just like the mouth of a vicious demon, waiting to devour everything.
From a little distance, it was not obvious that the gate of the ancient palace was not solid. It was only when Zhu Jiu got closer that he noticed something unusual.
At this time, the rest of the people were recovering from the shock of Zhu Jiu's violent divine script attack. Some people saw the power of the divine script, and their eyes were fiery. They sat down on the same spot, not planning to leave anymore, pretending to want to penetrate the divine script.
The secret posture.
Most of the more sensible cultivators pondered for a moment, then turned around and walked towards the palace door.
As they gradually approached the palace door, these people had a strange look in their eyes one after another. It was not because they were surprised because the door was not real, but because there were words hanging in the air next to the palace door. Zhu Jiuzheng, who had arrived first, stood in front of the door and watched.
A few words.
Everyone hurried forward, fearing that Zhu Jiu would find out some secret.
When they saw the writing on the door clearly, these people were shocked again.
"There are strange dangers in the palace. It is suspected that something is being suppressed. Anyone who comes after you should be careful!"
These words were condensed and written with extremely pure magic power. They were not divine words, but the universal words of this world. They swirled out of thin air and conveyed a warning message very clearly.
It turned out that someone had already gone deep into the ancient temple before they arrived.
Moreover, this man's magic power is far superior to that of ordinary cultivators. There are traces of Taoist rhyme in the few handwritings he wrote. The thickness of the magic power transmitted from it is almost unfathomable. It is extremely profound and far exceeds the fifth and sixth levels.
Someone felt the handwriting carefully and said:
"This seems to have been left by the powerful person from the Immortal Buddha Temple who used the divine bell to warn before the black energy broke out. It has the same aura. Could it be that there is really something extremely dangerous in the temple, and even such powerful people specifically left a warning message!"
Some people sneered and immediately retorted:
"Cultivators should move forward bravely, so what if there are really strange dangers? Besides, since there are strange dangers in the temple, why did the person who left the message enter by himself, but not let us latecomers in? In my opinion, there might be a mysterious treasure in the temple.
He wants to get it all to prevent others from competing with him!"
This is the heart of a villain. Most practitioners shake their heads and ignore the slanderous words of such villains.
Zhu Jiu stood under the mana writing and sensed it in detail. The aura conveyed by it was transparent and pure, without a trace of other thoughts. The reminder was definitely not false. He turned to look at several hanging divine inscriptions.
The mysterious chains penetrating into the endless black energy under the divine text seem to be binding something. Could it be that it is really some kind of ancient and dangerous thing?
Doubts arose in Zhu Jiu's heart, and then he thought that even if something evil was really imprisoned, he would have died long ago! Is there any evil thing that can survive from ancient times to this day while being imprisoned?
Zhu Jiu weighs the pros and cons, and there are currently only two options to choose from.
The first is to stay outside the palace and wait and see if there are any changes before deciding where to go.
The second is to go deep into the palace to find out.
Rather than waiting passively, Zhu Jiu was more inclined to go deep into the palace and look at the palace door. The dim light on the robe flashed, and a ghost quietly appeared, silently blending into the strange palace door built with black energy.
Undertake pathfinding tasks.
The palace gate is neither physical nor forbidden, and the process of ghosts passing through the palace gate is very smooth and without any hindrance.
Zhu Jiu sensed for a moment that there was no danger behind the door, but when he drove the ghost to go deeper, the thoughts sent back by the ghost contained extreme fear.
The next moment, the Pathfinder ghost disappeared without a sound, seemingly killed by some kind of restriction.
Zhu Jiu frowned, glanced at the people around him, and then suddenly strode into the dark ancient palace gate and went deep into the ancient palace.
After Zhu Jiuyi left, the others became a little enthusiastic. They were originally hesitating whether to enter the palace. At this moment, someone took the lead, and they immediately stepped forward and entered the ancient palace one by one.
Some people stayed rational and did not follow immediately, but after weighing the matter, they also had the same idea as Zhu Jiu. Instead of staying outside and waiting and watching, it was better to go in personally and respond to any situation.
Practitioners are always brave, so these people entered one after another. In the end, only a few remained outside the hall.
After Zhu Jiu entered the Black Air Palace, his eyes were dark for a moment, and then returned to normal.
Behind the gate of the ancient palace is an unusually wide hall, several hundred feet in size and square in shape. The interior of the hall is also completely black, full of solemnity and depression, as if you have suddenly arrived in the Hades Palace.
He did not go deep into the palace rashly, but stood at the entrance and carefully observed the layout of the palace.
In the center of the hall is a wide corridor with nine odd-shaped sculptures on both sides.
These nine sculptures are shocking to the bottom of your heart. They are actually in the form of the nine sons of the legendary dragon.
Each posture is different, and all are unparalleledly ferocious. There is a prisoner cow that looks like a wild bull, but has scales all over its body. There is a dragon-headed dragon body with four claws under its belly, a ferocious-looking beast. There is also a chira with an open mouth and a dragon-scaled fish body.
Kiss, among which there is also a Bixi whose clone was killed by Zhu Jiu not long ago.
These nine legendary dragon beasts are all cast from unknown strange metals. They are all black in color and are more than ten feet in size. Although they are sculptures, they seem to contain divine souls and have domineering auras. They are very terrifying. Just the feeling
The smell makes people lose the courage to get close.
The nine statues are not built close to the ground, but are lifted up by a mysterious force. They have not been damaged at all after millions of years. They are several meters above the ground and float in the air. Black air is billowing under the statues, like boiling or blazing.
The ground inside the temple is also strange, completely filled with black gas. Although it is as solid as iron stone, it still makes people feel frightened. They are worried that the next time they take a step, they may miss the mark and fall into the boundless black gas surging below.
Zhu Jiu was looking at the scene in the hall, and many cultivators walked in behind him. It was the people outside the hall who followed him.
As soon as these cultivators came in, they were also attracted by the statues of nine dragons and beasts in the temple, and they all looked at it with bright eyes.
Later, a cultivator pointed at the statue and said to everyone:
"Have you noticed that in the open mouth of each statue, there is a sphere the size of a human head, like an ink-colored pearl. This sphere is slowly rotating, and there is an astonishing aura coming from it. It is definitely an extraordinary thing!"
Sure enough, no matter which one of the nine-headed dragon beasts it is, their mouths are slightly open, with a slowly rotating ink-colored bead in their mouths.
The beads emitted astonishing fluctuations from time to time, and everyone felt that the aura like the souls of the nine beasts seemed to be coming from these mysterious spheres.
Some people's hearts palpitated, suspecting that it was the dragon beast's essence pearl, which was of infinite value, and wanted to get closer to take a closer look. However, when they actually stepped closer to the dragon beast sculpture, they found that it was extremely difficult.
The mythical beast sculpture suspended in the air on the billowing black air exuded amazing pressure, and no one was allowed to move forward. Some people only took a few steps and could no longer get closer, and had no choice but to stop.
There was only a middle-aged human being, with his head covered with colorful lights and a pagoda-like magic weapon protecting him, and he continued to approach the statue.
He finally came to the sculpture of a mythical beast closest to everyone, suddenly jumped up, stretched out his hand to grab the black ball in the mouth of the mythical beast.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on it, and just when the man was about to touch the ball that was suspected to be the essence of the dragon ball, the entire sculpture of the mythical beast suddenly lit up and bloomed with a faint light.
This dim light was full of murderous intent and rippled loudly. The statue of the mythical beast was instantly lit up, and divine patterns appeared all over the body.
The divine pattern contained supreme aura, which rippled like water patterns. The man closest to him was touched by the fluctuation of the divine pattern, and his body shrank rapidly. In the blink of an eye, he was sucked in by the mysterious sphere he was originally planning to grab.
This man was extremely powerful, with mana fluctuations approaching the fifth level, and protected by the pagoda above his head. He had no ability to resist at all, his face was horrified, he could not even scream, and he had disappeared into the mysterious sphere.
Everyone was shocked. If the man was injured by the mysterious power, or even beaten to pieces and died miserably, it would not be as weird and shocking as the scene at this moment. The sphere actually swallowed him. Could it be that it can eat people?
Fortunately, the mysterious aura that rippled like water did not reach everyone's eyes. Instead, it retracted on its own after spreading for eight or nine meters. Finally, the light of the divine patterns on the sculpture slowly weakened and returned to its previous appearance.
At the same time, a roar that sounded like a divine beast from ancient times suddenly sounded in the hall, making everyone's faces turn pale and even more frightened.
Could it be that these sculptures are really alive and can roar and eat people alive?
Everyone looked at each other with a hint of fear in their expressions.
At this moment, an extremely frightened voice suddenly sounded in the hall, roaring:
"Save me out and reward me with valuable treasures. This sphere is a kind of restriction. Blast it outside and I can get out. Be quick! Ah, what kind of flame is this? It will burn my soul directly..."
The voice was filled with fear and despair, and the words seemed to be those of the tall man who was sucked into the sphere.
Everyone looked at the ink-colored bead that had swallowed the man, and saw that the bead was shining faintly, revealing an inexplicable strangeness and evil.