Chapter 115: The Eight Great Halls of the Big Dipper
Zi Yan saw Bing Po stand up and walked over. He felt that Bing Po was exuding a faint coercion and pressing towards him. Zi Yan smiled slightly and dispelled the coercion with his hands.
"Sister, where are we going?" Zi Yan asked.
Bingso rose into the sky and fell down again after a moment. He took out a parchment and looked at it carefully. Then he pointed to a place and said, "We are at this location now."
Zi Yan had some understanding of the terrain here, and glanced at the map. As he nodded, he suddenly saw the three characters Beidou Palace, circled in extremely eye-catching colors.
"Actually, everyone who comes to the Valley of Disillusionment has the same purpose." Bing Po looked at Zi Yan and said. "Oh, couldn't it be that they are all here for the Beidou Palace?" Zi Yan said with eighty-nine degrees of certainty in his two guesses.
"Yes, it is indeed for the Beidou Hall." Bingpo said with certainty, "According to years of exploration, the Beidou Hall is the ruins of an ancient sect, but it was blocked by an extremely powerful formation."
"No wonder so many people are flocking to the Valley of Disillusionment. It turns out that it is the site of an ancient sect. With such a powerful sect, even the empire will not easily offend it, and it will use all means to win over it. It can be imagined that
." Zi Yan said calmly.
"Over the years, after countless people's destruction, the formation here has become loose, and when the formation is broken, a treasure will be born. When the treasure is born, there will be bloody events. The greed of human nature can finally escape from the valley of disillusionment.
The number of people who went out was less than one ten thousandth of those who came in." Bingpo said with a faint coldness on his face.
Over the years, Zi Yan has become accustomed to fighting. Thinking back to the time when all the beasts attacked from the sky, no demon clan could leave alive in the end. It would have been countless times more tragic than here. Zi Yan asked calmly: "Is there anything special about this Beidou Palace?
?”
"The Beidou Hall is divided into eight halls, the main hall, Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Yaoguang. The distribution of the starting points coincides with the shape of the stars and the Beidou, and is consistent. Some seniors predict that,
These seven main halls are the main hubs of the formation. Once the main hall formation is destroyed, the eighth main hall that has never appeared will appear." Bingpo explained.
"It turns out that there are so many secrets in the Valley of Disillusionment. What secrets does this eighth hall contain? Beidou Hall, Beidou Sect, the seven first-class sects, the founder of the Five Thunder Absolute Yang Technique, could this be..."
Now Zi Yan no longer dares to think about it anymore.
Bing Po saw Zi Yan meditating and said: "This eighth hall contains great secrets. Some people say it is about the origin of this forest of chaos, and some people say it contains the strongest martial arts inheritance of that sect.
, and some say that it contains the treasures of this sect for countless years...the legend about it is full of mist and stars."
"The formation here is so powerful, and the only people who can come here are monks whose strength does not exceed the spiritual realm. How did they break the formation here?" Zi Shi asked very curiously.
"The formation here has a special characteristic. As long as there is enough blood, it can be broken open. That's why so many people come to act as cannon fodder." Bingpo's voice is a little cold now, but it is full of blood.
Sparkling facts.
"Haha, I, Huo Luo, am the only one who treats people as cannon fodder. He has never treated me as cannon fodder. It was like this before, and it is still like this now. Do you think I am a little soul?" Huo Luo's domineering voice sounded in the air, and then it was extremely elegant.
He walked towards Bingpo and hugged her from behind.
Bingpo struggled out, kicked Huo Luo hard, and then said in a cold voice: "If you dare to behave frivolously from now on, I will castrate you." When Huo Luo heard this, his head got big.
What kind of lady is she? She is more terrifying than murdering her husband.
Then Bing Po and Zi Yan said: "The closest thing to us now is Tianshu Palace. There is a must-pass route to Tianshu Palace, which is the Land of Lost Souls. Outside of the Land of Lost Souls, everything is a formation.
No one has ever come out from anywhere else.”
"If others can't get out, that's their business. As long as your husband is here, we will arrive at Tianshu Hall safely." Huo Luo said in a very charming way. But what he got was the purest ice soul.
Gift——white eyes.
Zi Yan looked a little solemn and said: "What is so different about this Soul Falling Land? Is it a dangerous place?" Bingpo replied: "There is nothing strange about this Soul Falling Land, but its owner
The Lost Soul Demon Lord is extremely famous. He is one of the four major local forces in the Valley of Disillusionment and is very powerful."
"He is so powerful, what does it have to do with our Tianyimen Guoluohundi? Could it be that he can still dominate the mountains and become a bandit, blocking the road and robbing people?" Huo Luo said disdainfully.
Bingpo still rolled his eyes at him and said: "This Luohun Demon Lord has a rule. Every passerby or demon clan has to pay a certain amount of life-saving money to protect his own life."
"What if we don't meet?" Zi Yan said angrily, a kind of natural violence bursting out from his bones. "There was once a sect that relied on its large number of people to not give face to the Demon Lord Luohun.
After that, none of them came out of the soul-lost place."
"It seems that there are two brushes. Then I want to get to know him well." Huo Luo gritted his teeth and said with anger surging in his body, "I want to see if it is because he has a difficult road to the soul, or is it that he is in trouble.
My punches are very useful."
Bing Po hated the iron and said: "Demon Lord Luohun claims to have one hundred thousand demon soldiers under his command. How many can you hit with one fist? How many of your disciples can escape from being surrounded by one hundred thousand demon soldiers?" Huo Luo heard this.
Bingpo said with a red face and lack of confidence in his heart: "We should be able to get through it."
"Haha, this is really a difficult character. But I also heard that the Demon Lord Luohun took special care of our Tianyimen. I remember last time our Tianyimen handed over a lot of things to bribe the Demon Lord Luohun.
." Ma Tian woke up and said with a loud laugh.
"oh?"
When Bingpo saw the surprised expressions of Zi Yan and Huo Luo, he said: "Thousands of years ago, Senior Brother Huang led the disciples of the Tianyi Sect to the Land of Lost Souls. Not only did he not give out any money, but he also led his disciples to fight there directly.
.That time, the Luohun Demon Lord was disgraced, and he has hated Tianyimen ever since."
"Senior Brother Huang, it's that magical dragon that never sees its head or tail again. I really don't understand why every Tianyi Sect disciple talks about Senior Brother Huang. Is he a god?" Huo Luo
He said with injustice and jealousy in his heart. The most unbearable thing for him was that his arrogant master also admired Huang Chengmin so much that he wished he could be his disciple.
The others smiled, but Zi Yan ignored it, and then said: "Once the war breaks out, how many demon soldiers can the Lost Soul Demon Lord gather as quickly as possible?"
"In normal times, it would definitely not exceed 30,000, but it's hard to say now, but it should not exceed 50,000." Bingpo thought for a while and said.