Han Bei took a deep breath, and a hint of excitement flashed across his eyes. When his right hand was raised, a piece of ancient jade shaped like a crescent flew out. This jade was blue and black, not like something that people often play with, but it seems to be hidden deep. Inside the ancient tomb, after seeing the sun, the jade absorbed too much dying air, so it became the color it is today.
At this moment, the ancient crescent jade flew out, and suddenly emitted a bright light in the air. After this light covered the surroundings, everyone immediately saw that this light was like a wave, twisted, and went straight to the crack exposed on the great cauldron. Extend along the crack and enter the tripod.
"The remaining two scrolls of the years are inside!" Han Bei lifted his spirits, and immediately flew away, heading straight ahead. Xie Jie, the middle-aged woman surnamed Li, Xu Youdao and the grey-robed monk flew out immediately.
Meng Hao followed suit. The six turned into Changhong and flew straight up, constantly approaching this majestic cauldron. The closer they were, the more an indescribable pressure would spread. , It seems to be getting bigger and bigger.
After a while, when the six people approached the crack in the cauldron, looking at the canyon-like crack in front of them, they stopped one by one and stopped walking. Through the crack, you could see the darkness inside the cauldron.
And at the edge of this crack, there is a hint of mist, which is very light, but it completely covers the crack.
When approaching, Xie Jie lifted his right hand and patted the storage bag. A green glow flew out of it and turned into a small green beast. The beast shook and went straight to the crack, but it was touching the crack. At the moment of the mist inside, he uttered a scream, and his body instantly fell apart.
In this scene, everyone who saw it was more cautious.
"This place needs a person with a strong spiritual sense to break it open, so that the remaining cracking gas here will open and close, so that I can step in." Han Bei first raised his head as if looking at the sky, as if calculating Time, then turned his head and looked at Meng Hao.
Not only her, but the rest of the people also set their sights on Meng Hao. Obviously, the battle between Meng Hao and the woman surnamed Li, and the strength of their spiritual consciousness, gave them a deep impression.
"Friend Daoist Han don't want to laugh, this tripod has been cast for a long time, and its breath alone is extraordinary. Even if it is broken, it is definitely not something that Meng can shake and suppress." Meng Hao's complexion sank and said bluntly.
"Friend Meng Daoist is misunderstood. How can my little sister know that this tripod is definitely not something that I can shake. I have a family heirloom here that can counteract this tripping qi, just let the daoists use their spiritual knowledge to expand its power , So that the breath of this crack opens and closes.
Therefore, the object can only be performed by one person, and Fellow Meng Daoist’s spiritual consciousness is the strongest among me. I also hope that Fellow Daoist will help. After stepping into this trip, there are still some areas where Fellow Meng Daoist’s action is no longer needed.
In addition, although my cultivation base is not enough, this fan is alive. Just by activating it, it can release a power far beyond my cultivation base in a short time. It is a treasure that my Han family has refined for this purpose. "Han Bei hurriedly spoke. When speaking, he raised his storage bag with his right hand and took out a palm-sized fan. This fan had only three feathers, and each of them contained densely packed small characters.
Meng Hao's expression was a little slow, and he glanced at the fan. After a moment of contemplation, he lifted his right hand and grabbed it. Suddenly the fan went straight to Meng Hao, and was swept across by Meng Hao's eyes, and pressed it in front of him. Did not touch.
After taking a closer look, Meng Hao pondered for a moment before nodding slightly.
Seeing Meng Hao's agreement, Han Bei breathed a sigh of relief, and stepped back with everyone, not standing behind Meng Hao, but standing in a position that could be seen by him, so as not to cause misunderstanding.
Meng Hao's expression did not show happiness or anger, and his spiritual sense suddenly dispersed. Under this dispersal, the five people in the surroundings including Han Bei, all concentrated and felt Meng Hao's spiritual sense. Only this slight spread was enough. I couldn't help but pay more attention to Meng Hao than myself.
Meng Hao's spiritual consciousness emerged directly, merged into the fan and checked again, and it was confirmed that there was only one mark belonging to Han Bei in the fan, and then he looked up at the crack in the big tripod.
After a while, his right hand was suddenly raised and swung away. With a surge of spiritual consciousness, the fan suddenly burned like a flame, three feathers wriggling strangely, and a whirlwind quickly appeared around Meng Hao.
With Meng Hao's waving, the whirlwind left Meng Hao's body in an instant, and went straight to the mist in the crack. It approached in an instant, and the whistling sound echoed, like hitting the mist in the crack, causing the mist to immediately slow down. It rolls up, as if they can cancel each other out, but this whirlwind is not enough, and it is quickly consumed.
"It can be counteracted, but it is a bit laborious." Meng Hao saw the fog in the cracks of the great cauldron. At this moment, it was like regenerating, recovering as before, pondering for a moment, lifting his right hand, spiritual consciousness once again dispersed, this time, even more than before. When the powerful spiritual sense was released from Meng Hao, the burning power of the fan was even more amazing, and even two-color flames appeared!
His eyes shrank at this moment. They felt that Meng Hao’s spiritual consciousness was nearly doubled before, making them all shocked, especially Han Bei, look. Xiang Meng Hao's gaze suddenly brought dignity and fear.
At the same time, Meng Hao's spiritual sense was drawn into the fan quickly, but he was always vigilant. If there were signs of uncontrollable, he would immediately cut off the spiritual sense.
The whirlwind appeared and became stronger and stronger, that is, within a few hours of howling, it was almost impossible to see Meng Hao's figure. The moment everyone looked at it, Meng Hao's right hand slammed forward.
Under this fan, one feather of the fan directly turned into fly ash, and the second feather began to fall apart, but the wind was so strong that it formed a roar and went straight to the cracks of the fog, even in the air. At the moment of touching, the third feather of the fan in Meng Hao's hand also turned into flying ash.
The entire treasure fan was directly shattered. Although Han Bei was heartache, he immediately stared at the crack, success or failure, only this time.
boom!
The loud noise shook the sky, and the huge whirlpool wind suddenly touched the mist, and under the mutual cancellation, a gap suddenly appeared from the thin mist.
Almost at the moment when this gap appeared, an indescribable cold breath emerged directly from this gap, from the cauldron, and the moment it was like a violent wind, it swept across in front of everyone.
It is like opening a door that has been closed for a long time. At this moment, the door opens, and the breath that blows out contains the years. When sweeping in front of everyone, the six people, including Meng Hao, will blow back. That's all, but within these gloomy years, there seemed to be some kind of memory. When the six people were filled, before their eyes, there was a scene of this place that seemed to be unknown how many years ago.
In the picture, there is a great bronze cauldron standing above the earth. The sky is red, with astonishing lightning flashes, falling rumblingly, constantly splitting the cauldron, seeming to destroy the bronze cauldron in the sky and the earth. between.
But this big tripod seemed to have a sense of unwillingness. Amidst the roar of lightning, it slowly rose into the sky. Even in the red sky, there seemed to be an invisible vortex, transforming into a blur. In the world, this tripod is going to rise against the sky, going to the fuzzy world in the whirlpool in the catastrophe.
Even more on this earth, there are nearly tens of millions or even more figures at this moment, and these figures are kneeling on the ground one by one, making sounds like scriptures in their mouths, constantly chanting, the sound and waves merge together, It turned into a voice, and when it reverberated, it fell into Meng Hao's ears. He immediately thought of the nearly a thousand disciples of Qingluo Zong, sitting cross-legged on the ground, chanting the Sutra, it sounded... Although I can't hear the specifics, it feels like It's exactly the same.
"You mean the sky is the generation of the starry sky, making the dome cover my eyes, building wood is not smooth, and the starry sky collapses. Although my lord is asleep, how can he coexist with the surname Ji!" The thunder fell astonishingly one after another, seeming to want to smash this great cauldron completely. At this moment, except for Meng Hao, all five people, including Han Bei, were awakened, and the pictures in front of them disappeared, but all of them were full of mind. I was shocked by the scene that I had just watched, and when I looked at each other at this moment, they all saw each other's minds shaking.
But Meng Hao alone, because in terms of distance, closer to the great tripod, he was the first to touch the wind of the years, so he saw more in this picture than the other five people, and in other people When the picture in front of both disappeared, another picture appeared in Yu Meng Hao's eyes.
In the picture, the large bronze cauldron is lifted into the sky, but the thunder in the red sky is almost condensed at this moment. I don't know how many lightning bolts have turned into a huge spear. At first glance, this spear, Like a tooth, surrounded by astonishing lightning, came straight to this tripod with a roar.
During the roar, the large bronze cauldron shook abruptly, and a huge crack was directly penetrated. The cauldron could not lift into the air, and went straight to the ground and fell. When it fell on the ground with a bang, the second sound came out, this It was a low voice, as if with a sigh, coming out of this large bronze cauldron slowly.
"If you don't want me to leave with this tripod, then... I will sleep here forever to see the day you fall."
At this moment, Fang dissipated in front of Meng Hao's eyes. He took a deep breath and looked at the cauldron when he raised his head. Now that the cracks in the cauldron healed quickly, the gaps exposed by the mist were healing.
Han Bei looked anxious. Without hesitation at this moment, his body suddenly flew up and went straight to the crack. The eyes of the other people flashed. At this moment, without saying anything, they whizzed and went straight to the crack.
Meng Hao's eyes flashed sharply at this moment, and his body flew out quickly. He immediately rushed into the crack with everyone. The moment he stepped into the crack and entered the cauldron, he clearly felt that the universe The bronze mirror in the bag suddenly heated up.
It was not the time to check, Meng Hao had just passed through the crack and stepped into the cauldron. What he saw was a world of lightning and thunder.
In this big cauldron, about the size of tens of thousands of meters, there are countless roaring lightnings, and those lightnings continue to come, like a thunder pond, making the dazzling light here like a strong sun.
But when everyone was too late to see the world in the cauldron, a scream of screams came from them.
The middle-aged woman surnamed Li was the last to come in, but the moment she stepped here, a bolt of lightning crashed down. The speed was indescribable. It struck her directly, and in the roaring sound, the woman even spread out. With a scream, the whole person immediately became fly ash, and the storage bags were all shattered into nothingness.