Chapter 323: The Space in the Palace
There are always things hidden in the darkness that you don't expect, such as goblins, strange beasts, or traps and traps.
Anyway, the darkness will cover everything, and it won't be until you walk to the side that it pops and reveals.
Chen Zimeng has an extra layer of mist on his body that can't be evaporated, in fact, everyone is, even Feng Ling, whose phoenix flame is extremely hot, but it is still difficult to block the invading of the mist.
Gradually, the mist on his body began to thicken and thicken, and finally as the temperature dropped to freezing, the mist on his body began to condense.
His face was a little stiff, Chen Zimeng stretched out his hand and rubbed it, and Yu Chi Zhonghong, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and slashed in front of him with a knife.
Hearing only a mournful sound, Chen Zimeng raised his head in surprise, and on the front ropeway, there was an extra corpse of a little demon.
Yu Chi Zhongjian took a step forward and kicked the corpse of the little demon down the left side of the water, the turbulent water swirled, and he didn't know where the little demon was swept up all of a sudden.
Yu Chi Zhonghong continued to move forward, the long knife in his hand dripping with blood, and along the way, it was not the first time he had killed these demons who jumped out of the darkness.
Not only in the front, but sometimes in the back, a large group of demons will be besieged and killed, and every time it comes, it is the matter of Chen Zimeng and a few people.
The place where I walked was more or less full of demonic corpses, and these spirits and monsters still kept appearing, attacking, and dying again.
After walking for a long time, the group was still walking on the ropeway under the cliff, and there was endless darkness in front of them.
No one was impatient, on the contrary, everyone began to be more and more cautious, and there was a glint of joy in their eyes.
In the darkness in the distance, there was a touch of cyan ghostly light, and the place where the ghostly light was shrouded was a simple and elegant hall.
This is the real Mayfly Palace, and it is also the place where the Mayfly Demon Fairy buries his bones.
Chen Zimeng's expression became solemn, he clenched the long sword in his hand, and sent a careful divine thought towards Feng Ling and Fenghuo, and the three of them walked at the end, guarding against everything around.
Yu Chi Zhonghong stopped, looking at the mayfly hall in the distance, and there was a flash of heat in his eyes, but he immediately turned into indifference, and he said, "Brother Chen, according to the previous agreement, you have to go first!"
Chi Zhonghong, the captain on the cliff, demanded that after seeing the Mayfly Palace, Chen Zimeng must go ahead, because his purpose in finding Chen Zimeng was to lack a powerful sword cultivator who could avoid possible risks for them.
Chen Zimeng naturally had no opinion, after all, it had already been agreed, and at this moment, he stepped forward, Fenghuo followed him to the left, Feng Ling took a step behind with his sword, although it seemed to be unintentional, but he was very careful to guard against Yu Chi Zhonghong and a few people.
They got closer and closer to the Mayfly Temple, but the surroundings were unusually calm, nothing happened, and nothing happened.
The divine thought seeped into the ground, and scanned the four directions of the world, there was no formation, no prohibition, everything seemed to be telling, and the main hall in front of him was an ordinary house.
But how is this possible?
Come to the front of the main hall, facing the door of the main hall, on the lintel, there is no plaque hanging, and there is no stone tablet in front of the hall, or the thing that records the seal engraved half a word.
Here is some distance from the river, so the water rushing sound is not loud, there are some sparse dead grass growing around, although the hall is simple and elegant, but it is difficult to hide that layer of dilapidated and decayed.
Chen Zimeng turned around and asked, "Are you sure there will be treasures in this place?" But it's too desolate, and there are no prohibitions or even any formations, which is really a bit weird." ”
Yu Chi Zhonghong nodded, "It's indeed a little strange, but in the information I got, it is clearly marked that there are good things here." ”
Chen Zimeng expected that Yu Chi Zhonghong would not lie, after all, there was no need to lie, so after a deep groan, Chen Zimeng walked into the hall in front of him.
Pushing open the door, the dust was everywhere, and when the dust dissipated slightly, Chen Zimeng walked into the hall.
Yu Chi Zhonghong and Yu Chi Zhongjian stepped forward, looked around, pointed to a dry bone on a chair in the depths of the hall and said, "The demon immortal relics are worth a lot of money, Brother Chen, do you want them?"
Chen Zimeng shook his head, "I'm not interested in corpses, and I would like to remind you that this corpse's spiritual power is weak, and it has been transformed into a realm cultivation at most before his death, and it can't be a demon immortal." ”
After saying that, he walked into the main hall, Chen Zimeng walked along the wall of the hall on the left, and reached out to stroke a pillar, which was covered with thick dust.
Feng Ling made a different discovery, and whispered to Chen Zimeng: "There is an abnormality on the left side, there should be a trap." ”
Chen Zimeng walked over silently, but did not stop, stepped behind a bead, and instantly cast a spell to escape.
Feng Ling guessed correctly, it was a trap, and it was a trap that they had not found after countless explorations, so it can be seen that the trap has some subtlety.
Chen Zimeng escaped, Feng Ling and Fenghuo had already gone elsewhere, and the trap exploded all at once as expected.
On the right side of the main hall, the same trap erupted in the place where Yu Chi Zhonghong and the others walked, and the originally scattered spiritual power between heaven and earth suddenly gathered, and the entire hall turned into a sea of spiritual power.
The trap has no power, and after a flash, there is nothing else, but the main hall after the trap is triggered, as if opening the door of some kind of space.
Hiding behind the pillar, Chen Zimeng clearly sensed that the space around him was changing, as if something was waking up, and he was opening the layers of shackles, wanting to come to this world.
Chen Zimeng smiled and shouted to Yu Chi Zhonghong: "You haven't died yet, are you?"
"I'm not dead yet, thank you for your concern!"
A mysterious aura rose from the center of the hall, Chen Zimeng looked to his left, Feng Ling and Fenghuo were standing not far away intact, and then he put his mind at ease.
No one spoke anymore, and it didn't take long for a low sound to come, and Chen Zimeng's heart moved, and his thoughts swept out.
I saw that a deep pit appeared in the center of the main hall without knowing when, and the deep pit was full of spatial fluctuations, and everyone knew that the main hall here was just the gate of another space.
No longer hiding, everyone walked to the side of the deep pit, leaned over, Chen Zimeng saw at a glance that in another space, there was a small insect spreading its wings and about to fly.
The previous low chirp thought it was this little worm, Feng Ling reminded: "This is a mayfly, I don't think it's that simple, it's better to be careful." ”
Chen Zimeng nodded to indicate that he understood, while Yu Chi Zhongjian asked on the side: "Then we can't go down to this space?" ”
Yu Chi Zhonghong looked at Chen Zimeng, Chen Zimeng nodded, turned to Feng Ling and said, "You are here, Fenghuo will go down with me, if there is anything abnormal, act at the opportunity!"
Feng Ling nodded, and Yu Chi Zhonghong also chose someone to stay here, and the rest of the people jumped into the space below along the deep pit.
The surrounding scene changed, and suddenly from the dark hall, to a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, Chen Zimeng raised his eyes and looked around, the long sword was held in his hand, and he did not relax for a moment.
Fenghuo followed him, and not far away, there were Wei Chi Zhonghong and a few people, they looked at Chen Zimeng, and then stretched out their hands to signal forward.
Chen Zimeng walked in front, his thoughts spread out, and the surrounding scenes came into his mind, and he saw many mayflies.
There was a lake in the distance, and when a few people came here, they were surprised, because the space above the lake was full of messiness, and people could not enter it at all, and once they entered, they would definitely be cut off by the chaotic space.
But looking at it, there was no other way except to cross the lake, and they sensed that in the center of the lake, there was an extremely mysterious aura fluctuation, except for the magic weapon and the location of the mayfly demon fairy, there was no other explanation.
Yu Chi Zhonghong groaned, while Chen Zimeng and Fenghuo just stood on the other side and watched coldly, secretly thinking in their hearts, Chen Zimeng found that he could completely use the spatial degree to tidy up the chaotic space on the lake, or directly wipe it out!
But in front of Wei Chi Zhonghong and the others, he would not expose his methods at will, so he only had to wait.
Wei Chi Zhonghong and the others discussed for a long time, and finally looked at Chen Zimeng, and said with a sneer: "Brother Chen, when we get here, we will each rely on our abilities, the center of the lake in front of us is where the treasure is, if you have the ability to go over, you will naturally have a share." ”
After that, Yu Chi Zhonghong took the lead in sacrificing a magic treasure, stepped into the lake, and flew towards the center of the lake with difficulty.
Behind him, Wei Chi Zhongjian and the others also had their own means, because of their intrusion, the messy space on the lake became even more messy.
Standing on the shore of the lake, Chen Zimeng and Fenghuo calmly looked at Yu Chi Zhonghong and the others who were extremely difficult to take every step on the lake, and there were many emotions in their hearts.
"Beacon, do you think they can pass?"
Beacon nodded, "Although the method is a little stupid, but the effect is still there, hold on for a quarter of an hour or two, and you can get to the center of the lake." ”
"Tsk, it's quite a means!"
Chen Zimeng praised, then took out the spatial degree, lightly put his finger on it, and tapped forward.
A long golden light streaked across the lake, and then a long golden illusory bridge appeared out of thin air, from the shore of the lake to the center of the lake.
Yu Chi Zhonghong and the others looked at it dumbfounded, while Chen Zimeng and Fenghuo just walked calmly onto the long bridge, and on the long bridge, it was a normal space.
It took a long time for Yu Chi Zhonghong and the others to walk out of the distance under huge pressure, and Chen Zimeng easily overtook it and walked towards the center of the lake, with a calm expression.
Yu Chi Zhonghong and the others were in a hurry, but there was a messy space around their bodies, and they had exhausted all their strength just to resist the pressure of space, where was there any spare strength to stop Chen Zimeng and the others from walking forward.
They approached the golden bridge, only to find that as soon as they made contact, the bridge vanished until it vanished, leaving only space for chaos and immense pressure.
Yu Chi Zhonghong was extremely bitter, he had known that Chen Zimeng had such a means, and he would definitely use it, but now he just regretted it, he despised Chen Zimeng.
They couldn't climb the golden bridge, so they still rushed to the center of the lake by their own methods, but at this moment, their hearts were murderous.
The murderous intent has been there for a long time, but it broke out at this moment, and Chen Zimeng took the lead, so they couldn't lose their hands.
Yu Chi Zhonghong looked at Chen Zimeng's back, and his eyes were full of murderous intent......
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