Qi Qingquan moved forward slowly, and he concealed his energy and walked like an ordinary person.
He did not use any escape technique and walked forward. His body slowly sank in the air, as if he was trapped in an invisible mud.
His figure was small, but his face was indescribable. At this time, he walked slowly, and even Song Yunyan and others were still waiting. Everyone's heartbeat seemed to be pulled by his steps.
Qi Qingquan even seemed to have stopped breathing. His steps were very gentle, but the closer he got to the Mingyu Palace, the more difficult he walked.
He and Song Yunyan and others were in the past, which was nearly a hundred feet away from the Mingyu Hall. This distance is usually reached in a flash for practitioners, but now Qi Qingquan is approaching the Mingyu Hall, but now it is far more than one.
Tea time.
Before Qi Qingquan finally arrived at the Mingyu Hall, he stopped at the point where he could reach the wall of the Mingyu Hall.
He stared at the body of the dark jade hall like sunglasses, and no longer stopped for a long time. He suddenly opened his mouth and let out a sound.
Even with the power of the Dharma Realm, everyone was shocked, and they felt a "buzzing" sound in their ears.
"Buzz!"
A more grand sound sounded, which seemed to come from the inside of the Nether Jade Palace.
Just like his voice suddenly became magnified by the Nether Jade Hall in front of him.
"Swish!"
An inexplicable aura suddenly flowed on the surface of this Nether Jade Hall. Its color remains unchanged, but it becomes extremely crystal clear. There are divine lights flowing on the bright surface, but the originally smooth surface as a mirror, but instead
Some small scars appear, revealing an ancient vicissitudes of life.
After counting breaths, the divine light on its surface spread, as if it filled the entire area covered by the Dharma Realm, and then completely disappeared.
Next, the divine light disappeared, the Nether Jade Palace returned to normal, and the power of the Dharma Realm that imprisoned everyone seemed to have no change.
Qi Qingquan frowned deeply.
He used a secret technique of the ancient sect of Zhenyan, which was specifically used to detect various ancient forbidden qi. However, his secret technique seemed to be of no use to the Nether Jade Hall. There was obviously a terrible qi in the Nether Jade Hall.
It flowed, but under his secret technique like this, he could not see the true meaning at all, just like seeing flowers in the fog.
The aura of this Nether Jade Hall seemed to have completely disappeared, but at this moment, some colors suddenly appeared on the surface of the Nether Jade Hall, and some blurry shadows were like human figures, becoming clearer and clearer.
"This is our figure!"
Someone suddenly screamed in fear.
Everyone has a cold chill in their hearts.
Especially Qi Qingquan, who was closest to him, could see it very clearly. The patterns appearing on the Nether Jade Hall were indeed their figures.
This cannot be said to be a reflection, but it seems that a painter drew all the monks present and embedded them vividly into the inner part of Mingyu.
The monks in these patterns had no expressions, but they seemed to be pressed tightly into Mingyu, as if they were about to come out of the inside and could not come out at all.
"What kind of strange Dharma Hall is this!"
Some people's mentality was completely broken and they couldn't help screaming.
"Is it the Soul Detention Hall?"
Wan Yehe's calves were cramping, "There was a shadow of soul... Could it be that the cultivator killed by this Nether Jade Palace could not even escape his soul, and his consciousness would not dissipate, and would be confined to it and be trapped forever?"
The sound of Wanye River caused more panic. Among the more than 40 monks, many of them were unsolicited and struggled wildly with fear. But the more they struggled, the more they felt like they were bound by a spider web.
The prey is average, the more unable to move.
In the next moment, more divine lights suddenly lit up in the Nether Jade Hall.
There was a strange aura flowing, and a lot of dark green textures suddenly appeared on the surface of the Mingyu Hall.
Qi Qingquan's breathing paused.
He was originally looking forward to the reaction of the Ming Jade Palace because of his secret technique, but now he is very sure that the appearance of these dark green textures of the Ming Jade Palace seems to have nothing to do with his secret technique.
"Is it a rune? Not a rune, it's an ancient character!"
Suddenly someone screamed again.
Wang Li was speechless when he looked at the yelling monks.
Sometimes it seems that it’s good to be scared and look at things faster than normal people.
These people looked good at it, and the dark green textures were constantly twisted and pieced together to form ancient characters.
In just a few breaths, there were more and more ancient characters, constantly swimming on the surface of the Mingyu Hall.
What made Wang Li even more speechless was that the people shouted again, "Classics, these seem to be one after another!"
But these people were right. He looked at it carefully and found that the surface of the Ming Jade Palace was constantly circulating, and it turned out to be a series of Dharma books.
When it comes to Dharma, the total number of Dharmas that these people present are practicing is not as many as those of him. His understanding of Dharma scriptures is naturally far beyond the reach of ordinary monks.
He just read more than ten breaths and felt that the classics in it were not ordinary people.
"Dahua True Treasure Sutra! Oh my God, this is the lost method of Dahua's solemn ancient view."
"The God of Heaven shines on the Sutra!"
"The ancient classics of Jinpeng! There are actually such ancient classics!"
At this moment, there were continuous screams of surprises, and many monks were firmly attracted by the scriptures. Many people discovered powerful methods, and some of them were ancient Chinese sects that had been destroyed in history.
through.
"Chaos Heavenly Book!"
Qi Miaoyun's eyes were firmly attracted by a scripture.
This scripture is a famous evil practice method in the world of cultivation.
The evil practitioners who practice this method were once almost invincible and were called the evil god of the heavens, and the sect he was in was also called the God of the Heavens.
Wang Li himself has practiced too many skills. In his subconscious, the Taoist temple in his qi sea is an endless treasure of the Dharma. The methods of the foundation-building cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage are already of this level.
In the future, when he cultivates the golden elixir and the Nascent Soul, he still doesn't know how many amazing methods he can extract from the hands of the gray-clothed monks of the golden elixir and the Nascent Soul.
So at this time he looked at the scriptures circulating in the Mingyu Hall, purely with a comparative and lively attitude.
His eyes didn't sweep a single method, and he subconsciously compared it with some of the strong methods he had practiced, but the rest were different. Even Yan Yan and others were firmly attracted by these methods, but only the time to count breaths
Wang Li felt that the people around him were wrong. He felt that their minds were firmly attracted by the scriptures on the Nether Jade Hall. This Nether Jade Hall seemed to have infinite magic power, which attracted their souls.
Lived.
What shocked him the most was that almost everyone began to unknowingly move towards the Mingyu Palace. They did not deliberately hide their aura, and the Dharma Realm still exists, but all these people walked around.
The speed of getting up was faster than Qi Qingquan before.
Even the monks who were not strong in their minds and struggled so hard that they could hardly move were now moving forward.
"Senior Brother Wang!"
Li Youque's voice sounded, and Wang Li reacted. He found that in addition to himself, there was also a fish that had escaped the net. It was Li Youque, who had the lowest true energy cultivation among everyone present.
"Can you not do this?"
Wang Li inspires his true energy and makes a loud shout. He even uses a method similar to the magic sound, "Can some exercises make you lose your soul?"
But his voice sounded, and he and Li Youque were still awake, but the people who were sinking into it were still sinking, and no one else was awake.
At this time, a scene that shocked him even more happened. Qi Qingquan was right before the Nether Jade Dharma Hall, and he had already walked forward. He was already walking straight in the Nether Jade Dharma Hall, his face tight
He pressed tightly against Mingyu, and at this time he was facing the place he was facing, and there was his figure inside Mingyu, just like there was another person standing face to face with him.
At this time, Qi Qingquan's progress did not stop. His whole body was squeezed on the Mingyu, as if he was about to squeeze his whole body into the Mingyu.
In Wang Li's perception at this time, Qi Qingquan's facial features were squeezed against the dark jade, and they had been completely deformed, but Qi Qingquan seemed to have no feeling at all.
Wang Li's heart was filled with cold air. These scriptures that were circulating on the Mingyu Hall seemed to be just the introduction to some kind of qi. Could it be that the monks who had been stuck with the robes and corpse skins were killed by the Mingyu Hall in this way?
He intuition felt that if he didn't take action at this time, Qi Qingquan might die soon and his entire face would be completely squeezed out.
Qi Qingquan was not familiar with him, but he was afraid that if Qi Qingquan was killed, he would be another qi instinct of the Mingyu Palace. He felt that the Mingyu Palace had not left him much time.
laugh!
He tried his best and took out the handprint of the dark coffin.
boom!
It seemed like a wave was rolling up in the Dharma Realm, like a giant crocodile rushing out of the mud.
A dark handprint passed through the air, and it seemed to become increasingly lighter, but the speed of traveling was not slower. In an instant, this handprint became as faint as a flowing shadow and struck the Mingyu Hall.
boom!
The Mingyu Palace suddenly vibrated.
Its overall energy seems to be as chaotic as if it is backlash.
A shock wave that is visible to the naked eye surges on its surface.
All the patterns and scriptures disappeared, only the black energy that rolled outwards.
ah!
A horrified voice sounded.
All the people who were moving forward were knocked away by the waves of air before, and everyone woke up instantly.
Qi Qingquan was shocked and flew backwards. His face was covered in blood and his face was squeezed and deformed.
Wang Li narrowed his eyes slightly.
His figure remained motionless.
He felt it with all his heart, and at this moment he felt that the power of this Dharma Realm was shaking with the fluctuations of the qi of the Nether Jade Palace.
This Dharma Realm is like a basin of water filled with an invisible container shaking.
At this time, the power that bound him seemed to be reduced by the fluctuations of the qi in the Mingyu Palace.
laugh!
At the moment when everyone was retreating, he patted again. At the same time, he reached out and grabbed Wan Yehe's suspicious coffin left in the local area. Then he stepped forward with great strides.
Instead, he walked towards the Nether Jade Palace.