After the previous incident, everyone was very cautious and was no longer as enthusiastic as before.
Inside the underground palace, there is still a lot of ancient meaning, but there is no longer the power of aging human flesh. In the dark palace, there are monks offering magical instruments to illuminate the space inside.
At the entrance of this underground palace, there is a large hall. The building is simple and simple, but the momentum is very large. Just from the huge pillars that stand, you can see the style of this underground palace. These buildings are already a bit mottled, and the ancient seal carvings on them can't see their original features.
There are many passages leading to the inside of the underground palace, dark and secluded, attracting people's desire to explore.
"The construction of this palace is really different, the style is completely different from other buildings." A monk from outside the territory said, there are so many passages where you enter, you have never seen it.
"The ancients can't guess, maybe the architectural style at that time was like this; or maybe the palace was built like this on purpose."
"Although this palace is more than a hundred feet tall and towering to the sky, it seems that a large part of it still hasn't emerged under the ground." Someone observed for a while and said what he thought.
"Since the door has been opened, we can pass underneath. Regardless of what's underneath, we must turn it out!" The ancient race rhetoric, gearing up.
Di Jing looked at the passages in front of him, feeling very complicated. There was no movement in it, and it seemed that there was no danger. But the more so, the more suspicious it is.
Zi Gong Qingyi walked to Di Jing and asked softly: "Friend Di Daoist, what should we do now?"
In the main hall, everyone stood in place, and no one entered the passage rashly, because the prehistoric aura that had flowed out before had scared them.
"Wait a little longer and pay attention to the surrounding movement at any time." Di Jing was also uncertain, and the underground palace that had been buried for countless years appeared, even if the big people came, he couldn't figure out the situation.
This underground palace is too old, thousands of years, enough to obliterate many things and drown countless Tianjiao figures. Now that he truly knows the origin of this underground palace, it is estimated that the entire Shenhuang Continent will not be able to find a few people.
Di Jing's eyes drifted away, looking in the crowd.
"Little Master, what are you looking at?" Li Feng asked puzzledly.
"I'm looking for the mysterious person in the black robe." That person was strange, his face could be hidden, his voice could be concealed, but he seemed to know that the opening of the underground palace would be dangerous. The origin of people who can know this information is by no means simple.
"Huh? I really didn't see him. It only took a moment. Where did he go?" Everyone looked around, but didn't see the person.
"Will it not come in?" Zhang Yuan said.
Di Jing didn't find the mysterious person in the black robe, but he carefully observed the surrounding situation and found that there were many people in it with a dangerous aura.
The seductive woman Luo Ji from Bliss Valley, Wu Yuanshang from Bu Wudian, the burly man who first took out the key, and a few others, all deliberately concealed their breath and did not release them outside. Di Jing was the most jealous, it was the black robe man and the burly man.
Di Jing refined his body with the help of sky-reaching formation patterns. He also had some understanding of this. He found that the burly man's body was very strong, and every move he made was faintly powerful. If you perceive it carefully, you will find a slight spatial bursting sound. This is terrifying, indicating that the opponent's physical strength has reached an incredible level, which can shatter the surrounding space.
Everyone waited for a long time, and there was no movement in the underground palace. Some powerful characters couldn't wait. Learning the methods of the ancient races before, they secretly took action and threw the cultivator next to them into the passage.
After a scream of horror, there was nothing unusual in the darkness, and the cultivator's heavy panting sounded one after another.
"No danger!"
This was undoubtedly exploded, and everyone started to move. However, after two cannon fodder incidents, the other monks learned to be smart, slowed down, and waited for the powerful characters to enter before finding other passages to rush in.
Di Jing everyone looked for an entrance and entered directly.
This passage is very wide, and there are more than 20 monks walking in front of them, and they are all guarding each other. After all, everyone is a competitor before the opportunity.
In the passage, there are many wall carvings, the lines are very simple, but the content expressed is shocking!
These wall carvings depict the melee between humans, gods, immortals, demons, demons, and beasts in the ancient times. There are fierce beasts entrenched in the void, crushing the world, the whole land is in continuous war, the bones become mountains, the blood gathers into rivers, and countless creatures are struggling in the sea of suffering.
"Is this an ancient war? Is it real or fictitious?" Someone couldn't help asking, because the picture was too horrible, just like the purgatory scene.
"If it were real, this kind of war would be terrible, and the whole world would be destroyed!"
Di Jing's heart was tumbling, and there was a picture in his mind in this picture. It was in the Kunlun tomb when the world beads exploded, and the dreamy scene is still imprinted in his mind.
The big star was tumbling and bursting, the raging flames burned the entire universe, and many creatures turned into fly ash. In the void, there are peerless characters who are fighting against each other, and the strong are constantly falling and turning into blood mist...
That kind of picture has been deeply buried in his mind, and now seeing a similar wall carving here, he can't help but cause that terrifying memory.
As everyone walked, they watched the wall carvings, and soon the passage came to an end. At the end of the wall carving, two lines of characters were carved.
The great road is lacking, the heavens are in danger!
Immortal grass mustard, common people ants!
These two lines of writing are drawn with dragons and snakes, deeply carved on the stone wall, revealing an air of contempt for the world! But everyone who sees these two words has another emotion inexplicably, a feeling of powerlessness, helplessness, and helplessness, sadness...
"The meaning of these two sentences... seems to be saying that the Great Avenue was lacking and incomplete long ago, causing countless catastrophes to the heavens and the earth. Immortals are like grass and mustards, and everyone lives like ants!" A monk explained literally .
"How can there be a gap in the avenue? That is a natural rule. If the avenue is lacking, doesn't it mean that the world is incomplete?"
The heaven and the earth are incomplete, and everything in the entire world will not be complete, including everyone present, is incomplete!
"How is this possible? If the world is incomplete, there won't be me waiting here, this is the alarmist and nonsense of the ancients!" Someone said angrily, and disappeared at the end of the passage.
Others also felt that this statement was not credible, and they shook their heads, entered the halo at the end of the passage, and went deep into the underground palace.
Di Jing stood in front of the two lines for a long time. His thoughts were different from those of others, because he had been exposed to similar pictures, which were very real. The void is collapsing, the law of the great avenue is breaking, everything is like the end of the day.
"Do you care about these two lines?" Everyone fell into the halo, and Zi Gong Qingyi stepped forward and asked softly.
Di Jing turned his head to look at her, her fairy swaying, her eyes clear, her heart swayed, and she asked, "What do you think of the girl in Qingyi?"
"This may be really a prank of the ancients. If the world is missing, there will be no complete creatures." Zi Gong Qingyi replied, not believing the lettering on the wall.
Di Jing nodded, sighed, and said, "Perhaps it is, but maybe...we are currently missing!"
"Big brother, don't think about it so much, as long as we can live well and do what we want to do, even if the world is defective, what does it matter!" Zhang Yuan patted Di Jing on the shoulder, his expression suddenly changed.
"Brother is right, I am too persistent."
The two stood side by side and entered the halo.
Suddenly, Di Jing could only perceive the colors in front of her eyes, the air flow in the space was constantly squeezed, and she could not tell the direction at all. Around his neck, Yun Qian only hugged him, and under the strong spatial turbulence, he was almost separated.
After a while, the vision changed again, and he was already in a secret room, which seemed to be a place for meditation.
"Huh? Why aren't the others here?"
In this secret room, there were more than ten people, but they were not disciples of a few big caves. Di Jing looked at it and found that most of them were not monks who had entered the same way as him.
"It's weird, why have I been separated from my companion?" A monk said in a strange way.
The same is true for other monks. When they entered the halo at the end of the passage, they felt the turbulence of the space, and when they appeared, they had been separated from their companions.
Di Jing suddenly understood that although the halo could send people into the underground palace, it did send it immediately, and there was no designated location.
"I'm not by their side, and I don't know if they are in danger, can they cope with it?" Di Jing became worried. There are many powerful people in this deadly wasteland, but in Chenzhou, everyone is afraid of the six great forces. . Here, in order to compete for opportunities, they would not care about these, not to mention that there were a lot of ancient races and extraterritorial cultivators.
"This should be the inside of the underground palace, look for treasures in the secret room!" Everyone was very excited and began to vacate the objects in the secret room.
"Ahem, the things inside have been left for too long, and they turned into ashes with a light touch!" A monk looked at a mirror and reached for it. As soon as he touched the mirror, the mirror and the table below instantly turned into powder. , Sprayed dust all over his body.
"This is better. If there are good things, they must not be corrupted yet!"
Another cultivator with his eyebrows erected upside down, and the unangered and imposing monk raised his hand, a burst of vigor spread out, and he swept the entire secret room. The objects in the secret room, under the strength, all turned into powder, under the age, it is difficult to have something immortal!
"Huh? There is another futon!" A futon the size of a butt rolled out in the smoke.
I don't know what material the futon is made of. There is a piece of light yellow cloth tied inside, which looks very ordinary.
However, everyone knows that this futon is not ordinary, everything is annihilated, only this futon is intact, enough to explain the problem.
"This futon belongs to me!" The monk with the inverted eyebrows stretched out his hand and was about to grab the futon.
boom!
With a loud bang, the qi exploded, and around him, three or five monks shot at the same time, blocking the monk.
"Why do you say it belongs to you?"
"If anyone wants, just take it! Let me see what kind of characters you can make in the remote and small areas of Chenzhou!" The frowning monk moved his palm, majestic, and Taotao rushed vigorously and vigorously!
When several people took over, they felt pressure and their arms were shaking. Immediately let go of this power, and each performed their own unique styles, and attacked the other side.
The frowning monk did not retreat, draws circles with both hands, and his palms displayed shocking tactics. He gathered all the skills and tactics of a few people, and then shouted, the gathered power immediately rushed back towards the original route and counterattack people.
"How could a monk from outside the region be so strong?" Many people were shocked. Looking at everything in front of them, they were all at the same level as the Great Perfection of the Transformation Vessel Realm. This monk with the inverted eyebrows was much stronger than them.
"Chenzhou has been weak for thousands of years. For thousands of years, there have been few cultivators of high-grade immortal veins. Do you still want to compete with us for opportunities outside the territory?" The freckled cultivator laughed, his quality of immortal veins is top-grade. , The foundation is quite strong, and the exercises they practice are also quite famous, facing a few monks in Chenzhou, there is no fear at all.
There are not many monks outside the territory, but they are not easy to provoke. All the monks in Chenzhou are quite depressed.
"No one is fighting, I am really rude!" He sucked in his palm, and the futon flew straight into his hands.
Just as he was holding the futon and preparing to receive the magic treasure bag, one palm came out of the diagonal stab and grabbed the other end of the futon.
"I want this futon too!"
Di Jing turned to Wu Shangzhen sideways, with his hands vigorously, slowly pulling the futon over.