Zhu Jiu came out of the cave without any delay, and rushed like lightning toward the black air portal hundreds of meters away, which was damaged but was still slowly closing.
At this time, the few cultivators who were still alive were struggling to move with their injuries. Everyone knew that if they wanted to get out of this independent space, they had to enter the black energy portal.
Zhu Jiu was extremely fast and arrived in front of the black air portal in the blink of an eye. He was about to jump into it when a shout came from behind:
"As a fellow human race, Zhu Jiu, you should lend a helping hand and help us."
The person speaking was none other than Junior Sister Mo Daoku, the woman in the green dress. At this moment, she and Wang Rongtian, who was missing an arm, were heading towards the Black Qi Portal.
Zhu Jiu turned around, glanced at Wang Rongtian's spinning umbrella-shaped treasure hanging above his head, and thought to himself:
"I didn't take action to kill you because the door was about to close and you were protected by the umbrella, so I couldn't do it. You dared to ask me to save you. It's just nonsense. There is something wrong with this woman's head."
When Zhu Jiuxin was ridiculing, he looked at the extremely vast sea surface of this independent space and the many islands looming in the distance, and shook his head regretfully.
If you have enough time, this space is worth exploring. There should be many secrets in it. Unfortunately, the black air portal is about to close, and time does not allow it.
Zhu Jiu then retracted his gaze to look into the distance, his figure kept moving, and lightning flashed into the black air portal.
Seeing that Zhu Jiu ignored her request for help, the woman in the green dress seemed to feel that she had lost face. She snorted angrily and said:
"Even if you have some ability, you shouldn't be so arrogant. When you find an opportunity, you must make him look good."
Wang Rongtian's face turned pale. After using his magic power to seal away the pain in his broken arm, he cheered up a little. As he quickly approached the black energy portal, he said in a deep voice:
"I just realized it at this moment. I'm afraid it's not easy to cause trouble for him. I'm the best at observing luck in my practice, but I can't see through that kid. The light of his luck is completely dark and I can't get a glimpse of it.
I thought that the light of his luck was dim because he was about to fall into trouble.
Miao, now I realize that this is not the case. Instead, it is possible that this kid has a special treasure that has deceived others from spying on him! Just now, Shenwen's three-round attack was extremely powerful. You can see how the kid evaded the attack.
It seems like he didn’t suffer any serious injuries?”
The woman shook her head, glanced at Wang Rongtian, and suddenly said sarcastically:
"It seems to me that your Xuantian Dao spells are really common. Otherwise, why couldn't you see that you would be so unlucky if you entered this place and almost lose your life?"
Wang Rongtian looked slightly embarrassed and explained:
"It's not that my sect's magic is not brilliant enough, but that ancient ruins like the Dragon Palace ruins have a trace of ancient atmosphere. Those of us who are alive today will naturally be disturbed by the ancient atmosphere when we enter similar ancient ruins, so our luck will
There will be fluctuations and instability, and it will no longer move in the original direction. Moreover, I have only learned a superficial knowledge of my sect's method of spying on my own destiny, and I have not yet reached the level of 'breaking myself' to see through my own destiny, so I cannot detect myself.
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Wang Rongtian tried his best to explain, but the woman in the green dress couldn't bear to listen anymore and waved her hand to interrupt. Then she helped Mo Daoku, who was seriously injured and unconscious, and Wang Rongtian hurriedly entered the black air portal that was about to close.
After Zhu Jiu entered the black air, he instantly felt an astonishing pressure invade his body, making him feel breathless and heavy. There was also a trace of extreme cold mixed with the pressure and rushed towards him.
After adapting to the surrounding light, the space of the third phase of the ancient temple appears to the eye.
This space is very dark, like a starless night.
The surrounding area is not like the second floor of the ancient palace where there are seawater islands that look like a natural sea surface. Instead, there are obvious traces of man-made construction and the ground is flat. It seems to be an unknown ice paving. It is black and bright in color and extremely cold when you step on it.
, there are wisps of cold current surging up.
The sky was filled with the thick black air that was everywhere in the ancient palace, and it was empty and silent from far and near.
Being in this space is like being suddenly transported to an icy hell, the air is filled with great pressure that is chilling and cold.
Zhu Jiu sensed it a little and quickly made a judgment. Without the strength of level four or above, it would be impossible to walk and move in this space. He would be imprisoned by the ubiquitous pressure, making it difficult to move.
The few people with great supernatural powers and several ferocious beasts who entered here first have disappeared. There are no traces of any living creatures near or far. It is quiet and quiet, but there is a faint cold light flickering at the end of the line of sight.
At this time, there was a slight fluctuation in the black energy behind him. Zhu Jiuzhi knew that Wang Rongtian and the girl in the green skirt were passing through the black energy portal and were about to come in. With a thought in his mind, he had the idea to kill Mo Daoku, who was seriously injured and unconscious.
Impulsively, after thinking for a moment, I felt that the situation here was unknown, and the few people left behind might be useful for other purposes, so I temporarily stopped my murderous thoughts and disappeared into the darkness ahead.
There is no trace of life in this space, it is just cold and cold. As we move forward for a while, the surrounding scene remains unchanged. The ground under our feet is smooth and cold, strange ice, and the sky is still covered by black air.
As Zhu Jiu moved forward, he came up with an idea to look at the image of the cave abode projected on the Heavenly Tablet in the Sea of Consciousness. The small golden tree was still growing vigorously in it. It had reached a height of eight meters, almost twice as tall as before. Its whole body was bright and blooming.
Endless rich golden light, the entire tree body is filled with a layer of light golden mist, like a dreamy sacred tree.
The tribulation thunder that was pulled by the ancient formations and absorbed by the small tree has now dissipated, but the frequently dancing arcs on the tree have become thicker and more numerous, very mysterious!
Zhu Jiu also felt that the talisman had been silent for more than two years, and the black chaos that had been wrapping the setting sun fluctuated slightly as the golden tree grew.
Sunset seems to be about to complete this long evolution and is about to be born.
The advancement of the golden tree is gradually slowing down, its height has almost stopped growing, and its evolution has also come to an end.
Withdrawing the idea of checking the small tree, Zhu Jiu continued to move forward. A bright spell suddenly burst out in the darkness in front of him. The light of the spell suddenly shone for more than ten miles, like fireworks suddenly blooming in the dark night.
Then another spell of light burst out, and at the same time, a clear and distant bell continued to sound.
These spells were obviously performed by the powerful people who came in earlier. Did they encounter any danger?
As he moved closer, the feeling of chilling and extreme cold in the air became more intense, and the roaring sound of the spells was also deafening. Zhu Jiu became more vigilant and cautious, and the aftermath of the spells of the powerful cultivator
It is also extremely dangerous.
The scene ahead gradually became clearer. Zhu Jiu stopped at a distance and did not get closer. His eyes penetrated the darkness and looked at the past.
A few hundred meters away, there is a huge black ice platform that is square and hundreds of feet wide, protruding from the ground. The material seems to be exactly the same as the black ice under your feet, but the atmosphere is colder and purer.
Even though the distance was so far, Zhu Jiuyou clearly sensed the ice platform protruding from the ground. With his own strength, he might not be able to easily climb onto it, otherwise even his soul might be frozen.
The four corners of the strange icy ink stand were connected by a chain hanging down from the billowing black air above.
The four chains shimmered slightly from time to time, and they were full of mysterious and powerful aura, which was the power fluctuation of the Chaos Divine Inscriptions.
As soon as Zhu Jiu saw these four chains, the golden pages carrying the four divine inscriptions on the Consciousness Sea Talisman began to vibrate slightly, vaguely echoing the four mysterious chains.
It turns out that at the main entrance of the ancient palace, the mysterious chains hanging below the four Chaos Divine Inscriptions are connected here. No wonder the golden pages that come from the same source are buzzing.
In the center of the ink platform, a group of pale golden objects measuring several feet in size was spinning in the air. What exactly it was, Zhu Jiu couldn't see clearly from his position.
The ground around the ink platform is engraved with countless arrays of prohibitions, plus four divine chains hanging down from above. All these show that this ink-colored ice platform seems to be an ancient forbidden seal that is still in operation from ancient times to the present.
, the purpose should be to confine the thing in the pale golden light on the confinement platform.
Zhu Jiu was deeply curious from the bottom of his heart. What on earth could require so much effort to imprison prisoners?
Could it be that the power of the ancient dragon clan during its heyday was not enough to completely eliminate this thing, so it took so much effort to arrange the seal!
Now, after such a long time, does this thing still exist?
At this moment, at the edge of the ice platform, the four powerful people who came in one step ahead of Zhu Jiu were each activating their spells and bombarding the formation restrictions around the ink platform with all their strength. They wanted to reach the top of the ice platform. The light of the spells they saw in the distance was