The black palace floats in mid-air, full of endless mystery.
Ghost Eyes tried to enter it, but every time it was blocked by a layer of invisible energy.
I have tried both the Eye of Heaven's Punishment and the Eye of All Things, but I can't get close to the Black Palace.
Although it cannot penetrate into the depths, the surface of the black temple can still be seen clearly with the naked eye.
"What ancient patterns, these patterns have never appeared in the fairy world."
On the surface of the black palace, there are many dense lines.
These patterns look like fairy patterns, bird patterns, or ghost patterns. I can’t tell what they look like specifically.
After confirming that there was no danger around him, Liu Wuxie rushed towards the black palace.
On the black door, two birds are carved.
"The Suzaku Divine Bird!"
Looking at the sacred bird in front of him, Liu Wuxie looked shocked.
The mythical beast Suzaku has long since disappeared, and even ancient mountain ranges like Wanshou Wujiang are hard to find traces of.
The red bird on the stone gate on the left is about to fly into the sky.
The Suzaku on the stone gate on the right falls from the sky, forming two extremes.
"Is this the Suzaku Palace?"
Liu Wuxie frowned.
It is said that in ancient times, mythical beasts were rampant. They had a very high status and built their own palaces.
Like the Qilin Clan, Dragon Clan, Xuanwu Clan, Phoenix Clan, etc., they have established their own race and their status is not lower than that of humans.
He pushed the stone door gently.
"Ka ka ka..."
Two huge stone doors opened by themselves.
An ancient, desolate atmosphere, accompanied by a large amount of dust, rushed towards the face.
Liu Wuxie shook his sleeves and flicked the dust away.
After your surroundings are clear, look behind the stone door.
Oncoming is a long bridge with no end as far as the eye can see.
Now that he has come in, Liu Wuxie must go in and take a look.
Step into the stone gate.
The moment Liu Wuxie stepped in, the stone door slowly closed behind him.
The overpass is supported by a large number of stone pillars. On the stone pillars, a large number of imprints of the Suzaku mythical beast are carved.
Liu Wuxie was even more certain that this was the Suzaku Shrine.
On each stone pillar hangs an oil lamp.
A faint aroma came from the oil lamp.
The body swayed and landed in front of one of the oil lamps. Through the wick, everything inside the oil lamp could be seen.
"Blood of the Immortal Emperor!"
Liu Wuxie made a sound and fell from mid-air, with a look of shock on her face.
"Who is so capable of refining the blood of the Immortal Emperor into lamp oil?"
Feeling the Immortal Emperor's breath surging inside the oil lamp, Liu Wuxie froze in place.
The blood of the Immortal Emperor has been refined into oil lamps, so even if it is collected, it is of little significance.
Take a deep breath to calm down the shock in your heart.
As far as the eye can see, there are thousands of such oil lamps. How many powerful immortal emperors have been refined into lamp oil.
Liu Wuxie did not dare to continue thinking about who it was that had such powerful means.
Even if Xiao was helpless, he could only win over those Immortal Emperors and did not dare to refine the Immortal Emperors.
Walking straight along the overpass, the passage of time here is completely different from the outside world.
He has been here for so long, and the longevity has only passed for a moment.
Things about Liu Wuxie gradually spread to the outside world.
After walking for an hour, we finally reached the end of the overpass.
A majestic hall appeared in front of Liu Wuxie.
The door of the main hall is still carved with a Suzaku, which proves that the owner here has a special liking for the Suzaku.
Reach out and push open the stone door.
A smell that had been trapped in dust for a long time seeped out from behind the stone door.
In case of danger, Liu Wuxie dodged to one side the moment he pushed the stone door open.
Hundreds of thousands of years, came in
The monks, without exception, all stayed in the Forbidden Mountain. What secrets were hidden in this mysterious hall?
The two doors were completely opened, and after confirming that there was no danger, Liu Wuxie walked out from one side.
The main hall is bottomless and extremely grand.
Liu Wuxie still had to see such a majestic and huge palace for once.
Even the main hall of Baguio Palace is not one ten thousandth as good as him.
A large amount of mysterious aura seeped out from the depths of the hall.
Liu Wuxie held the Jialuo Divine Dagger and entered cautiously.
After walking about a hundred meters, Liu Wuxie suddenly stopped. In front of it, there were many skeletons lying in random directions.
These skeletons should all be monks who came here hundreds of thousands of years ago.
He quickly stepped forward and looked at these skeletons, wanting to know who killed them.
With a light touch, the skeleton quickly turned to ashes.
"It's strange. The skeleton just now was at least a powerful Immortal Emperor. His body has long been indestructible. Even if it takes a million years, it will not turn into ashes. Why did it disappear as soon as it was touched."
Liu Wuxie frowned. All the spirituality in these bones disappeared, including the Immortal Emperor patterns on the bones.
"No, they all died here. Could it be that..."
Liu Wuxie realized something was wrong, quickly retreated and rushed towards the door.
The moment Liu Wuxie stood up, beams of light emerged from the ground and quickly spread to all sides, forming a light curtain, trapping him in the middle.
"This is……"
Looking at the light curtain that trapped him, Liu Wuxie's eyes showed a dignified look.
This is a formation, a formation that even he knows.
Even the powerful Immortal Emperor cannot escape from being trapped in it, let alone the Immortal Venerable Realm.
The Jia Luo Divine Dagger was sacrificed and cut across the light curtain, trying to escape from the control of the formation.
The strange thing is that when the sword energy hit the light curtain, it quickly disappeared and was swallowed up by the light curtain.
"how so?"
Liu Wuxie's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. Even an ordinary Immortal Emperor couldn't resist the sword strike just now.
"Babao Pagoda, hit me!"
Liu Wuxie sacrificed the Eight Treasures Pagoda and hit the light curtain, intending to tear it open by force.
The Eight Treasures Pagoda magnified in the wind and turned into a stream of light, forming billowing air waves and heading straight towards the light curtain.
"boom!"
To be continued...