The ice was getting thicker and thicker, his soul was frozen, and Chen Ziling felt that he couldn't move at all, and he couldn't even blink his eyes.

About an hour later, Chen Ziling had completely refined this power, and he could clearly feel that this power was very different from the Holy Star Qi he had refined before.

"Whew-" Chen Ziling exhaled lightly and stood up from the ground.

After refining the Holy Star Qi this time, the benefits to Chen Ziling were really too great.

His soul realm also broke through to a level.

Now, his Holy Dao, Soul, and Physical Body are all considered to be the third level of the True Saint, and this time, the benefits of killing the Nine Sacred Beasts are really too great.

Moreover, after killing these nine holy beasts, Chen Ziling's soul seemed to be guided by something.

He left the valley and towered over a mountain, and he looked towards the center of the sea of ruins.

He felt that in the center of the sea of divine ruins, there seemed to be something calling him.

You need to know that this sea of divine ruins is not a simple place.

This is the land of the gods.

The Land of Godfall is not only a place of great danger, but also a place of great opportunity.

Of course, after such a long time, even if it is an organic fate, most of them have been taken away, and they are dangerous, and they have also been ruled out.

However, that was for the top true saints.

But for a person like Chen Ziling who has just stepped into the True Saint Realm, it is still extremely dangerous.

The gods are like mortals facing the heavens.

High up, unattainable.

Even if it is just a wisp of divine energy and a drop of divine blood left by the gods, in some cases, they all have the ability to kill the true saints.

The feeling of summoning is very subtle, and Chen Ziling can't determine whether the origin of this feeling is real or not.

"Since you have come to the Shenxu Sea, it would be a pity not to go there. Chen Ziling muttered.

Perhaps in the future, Chen Ziling will come into contact with more relics of the gods.

After all, the Panhuang Ancient Realm has existed for thousands of years, and although gods are rare, there have been many gods in history.

There are not a few relics left by these gods, but many of them have faded with the years.

In front of the Heavenly Dao, in front of time and years, even gods cannot exist.

However, before heading to the Divine Ruins Sea, the place where he was summoned, Chen Ziling had to go to another place.

Chen Ziling withdrew the Chixiao Sword and took out the Fuyuan Battle Halberd again.

On his body, he exuded an incomparably powerful power, and his holy soul was released, covering it like a spider's web, and probing around.

He's looking for the beast tide.

Before leaving Cave Soul Island, he was ready to rush into the beast tide of Cave Soul Island and kill a wave.

As soon as he came, the Nine Sacred Beasts had died, and he no longer had the greatest fear.

Before, he avoided the beast tide because the Nine Sacred Beasts were there, and he didn't know that other Sacred Beasts would attack the Nine Sacred Beasts.

Therefore, he avoided the beast tide because he was worried that the Nine Sacred Yan Beasts would follow the beast tide to attack him.

If that's the case, Chen Ziling has absolutely no chance of winning.

After all, among the beast tide, there were countless powerful Saint Yan Beasts, and if a few of them came out and besieged themselves with the nine Saint Yan Beasts, then they would definitely fall into a bitter battle.

If he encounters this situation, Chen Ziling has no way to solve the situation, so he can only choose to retreat.

And now, the Nine Sacred Beasts have died, and the beast tide is not much danger to Chen Ziling.

Of course, Chen Ziling's strength is not strong compared to the beast tide, and it can be said that it is very small.

However, no matter how many Saint Yan Beasts there are in the beast tide, there are very few Saint Yan Beasts that can besiege Chen Ziling at the same time.

And the Saint Beasts in the Beast Tide did not have the wisdom of the Nine Sacred Beasts, let alone the speed of the Nine Sacred Beasts.

With Chen Ziling's ability, even if he was exhausted or besieged by many powerful Saint Yan Beasts, he could retreat at any time.

With Chen Ziling's current spatial attainments, he is deeply involved in the beast tide, and it is not difficult to retreat.

There are not many Saint Yan beasts that can stop Chen Ziling.

Soon, Chen Ziling found the beast tide group of the Holy Yan Beast.

Seeing the beast tide group for the second time, Chen Ziling still felt an extreme sense of oppression, it was the true saint at the peak of the Xuanhuang Realm, and it was impossible to completely ignore it when he saw the holy beast like the tide of the sea.

Combined, the number of these Saint Yan Beasts is afraid to be hundreds of millions.

Chen Ziling clenched the Fuyuan halberd and smashed into it.

......

.........

Just when Chen Ziling was hunting the Holy Yan Beast, in the center of the Divine Ruins Sea, there was already a group of people who had found a ruin and entered it.

Zhong Zhixi and Ning Qing'er are all in this team.

Among the ruins, there is an extremely large temple, like a labyrinth.

The group passed through the hall, and at that moment, he heard the dull thud of "Fluffy Bun!"

Something heavy seemed to be approaching them.

"Everyone stopped, as if there was some danger. ”

Everyone suddenly stopped, looking at the turning point of the road ahead, most of them with a solemn light on their faces.

At the front of the line, a red-robed man looked indifferent.

This person's name is Zhong Qianyan, and he is one of the few strong people of the younger generation of the Zhong family.

The Zhong family is not weaker than the Liu family, or even more powerful, it can be compared with the Hengtian Palace, and the number of the younger generation is also quite huge.

Zhong Qianyan casually pulled out the blood-colored broadsword behind his back, and there was a faint look of excitement in his eyes.

And beside Zhong Qianyan was a man in an ink-colored robe.

This person is a person in the evil palace, named Beigong Yanjun.

In order to enter the palace, they chose to cooperate with one of the forces of the evil temple.

Under normal circumstances, there would be no way for them to come to the Divine Ruins Sea, and they would not be able to get here, because the Starry Sky Hengtian Realm is a big force like the Demon Ancestor Wuya Mountain, and the Shenxu Sea is very important to the Starry Sky Hengtian Realm.

If it weren't for the selection of the sub-sector, how could it be opened?

They understand that this could be a big opportunity.

Although the two sides cooperate, they are also wary of each other, and once they find a big opportunity, they will definitely start to do it.

Beigong Yanjun stretched out his palms, his whole body was surrounded by black qi, and his momentum was rising, and what he was running was one of the top exercises of the Evil Palace, "Heavenly Demon Dashu", ready to shoot at any time.

At this time, the heavy thing finally appeared at the corner of the passage, more than a zhang tall, and the whole body was made of unknown red metal.

The body looks somewhat similar to that of the Stone Man, and he is armed with a large battle axe. Let's do it

It seems to be extremely sluggish to act, as if there is no threat.

"The puppet seems to have been condensed by the aura of the Holy Star. ”

Zhong Zhixi muttered, this kind of stone puppet, after being killed, can also get the Holy Star Value, the same as the Holy Yan Beast.

Moreover, they are all powerful, of course, in front of Beigong Yanjun and Zhong Qianyan, it is nothing.

Seeing this puppet appear, Zhong Qianyan roared, jumped out of his body, and slashed the giant knife in his hand.

The blood flashed, and with a crisp sound of "Click!", the red metal on the stone puppet's chest directly cracked a huge hole.

Zhong Qianyan swung his knife like rain, and cracks appeared on the puppet's body, quickly slashing it to pieces, and with a bang, the stone puppet fell to the ground, scattering the wreckage all over the ground.

Following this stone puppet, two stone puppets arrived in a row.

Beigong Yanjun didn't say a word, his whole body was black and swirling, and his palms flashed with a hint of gloomy light, which was heavily imprinted on the puppet.

At the same time, Zhong Zhixi also brandished a long sword and struck.

These stone puppets, just like that, were solved by the three of them.

The huge underground palace covers an extremely large area, and there is an extremely long journey from the entrance to the birth of the palace.

Zhong Zhixi was always cautious and kept a distance from Beigong Yanjun.

And Beigong Yanjun didn't seem to have any precautions, from beginning to end, he just focused on killing the puppet.

The crowd marched through the palace, and the roads around them looked exactly the same.

It's like a huge labyrinth.

"Boom!" There were more than a dozen puppets, which were solved by the three of Beigong Yanjun, and along the way, there were already hundreds of stone puppets that were destroyed.

And this road is just one of the many roads of the mysterious palace.

There are so many puppets in just one road, and the total number of stone puppets in the entire mysterious palace is probably around 100,000!

Moreover, in addition to the stone puppet, there is a high probability that there are other evil things in this palace.

"Huh? It seems to be ...... ahead."

Zhong Zhixi looked at the corner of the passage in front of him, where there was a hundred-foot statue of Kuilong.

The huge Quilong, with its mouth open and full of fangs, its tongue was like a sharp sword, like a python spitting out letters. It looks a little ferocious.

"Ancient Purple Sky Gray Kui ......"

Zhong Zhixi found a memory of this statue in her memory.

This statue is carved with a very terrible evil thing.

Beigong Yanjun also noticed this statue of the ancient Zitian Heikui, just looked at it a few more times, scanned it with his divine sense, and found nothing abnormal, so he didn't pay much attention to it, and walked to the corner calmly.

However, just as they walked a few feet away from the Ancient Purple Sky Black Kui, the Ancient Purple Sky Black Kui's eyes suddenly lit up, and the tongue in his mouth pierced out like an arrow!

"Hmm!? It's a living thing. ”

Beigong Yanjun's face changed greatly, his whole body was instantly wrapped in black mist, his palms shot forward, and his body retreated.

"Phew!"

This arrow-like tongue was hit by Beigong Yanjun's palms wrapped in thick holy energy, and the direction changed slightly, passing diagonally from under Beigong Yanjun's ribs.

Hearing only a soft sound of "flutter", the tongue of the ancient purple sky Heikui actually pierced the body protection holy qi of a true saint in the evil hall and pierced into the heart and lungs!

The sudden change between the electric light and flint made everyone stunned.

And at this moment, Na Kui Long, whose tongue was stained with blood, turned at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, and pierced into the holy source of the true saint old man in reverse.

"Poof!"

Blood burst out, and the evil temple true saint stared wide-eyed, staring at the tongue sticking out of his lower abdomen.

When he came to the mysterious palace, there was no danger along the way, so much so that he didn't realize that someone would fall here......

Life and death are just a moment. Although he was also a powerful existence in the Xuanhuang Four Realms, under the sneak attack, he couldn't stop the sneak attack of the Ancient Purple Sky Heikui at all.

With the sound of "Peng", the tongue rolled back.

The corpse of the True Saint of the Evil Hall then exploded, blood splattering.

Zhong Zhixi sighed secretly in her heart, and shook her head slightly in her heart, it was a pity that she didn't seriously hurt Beigong Yanjun.

If Beigong Yanjun can be injured, then their side, in terms of power comparison, can overwhelm the evil hall's side.

Now, there are seven or eight forces that have entered the palace, half of them are from the evil hall, and half are from the Xuanmen, and the gap is not big.

If a powerhouse of Beigong Yanjun's level was injured, the balance of strength would tilt.

"Damn, monsters are dead!"

Beigong Yanjun was furious in his heart, the true saint who died was a member of their sect.

He let out a loud shout, and from the space ring, he shot a black spear, and a shot stabbed at Gu Zitian Heikui.

This is the first time that Beigong Yanjun has used a weapon since entering the palace, which shows that he is really angry.

"Boom ——!"

The blow infused with Beigong Yanjun's seven or eight percent holy qi fell on the body of the Ancient Purple Sky Hei Kui, but it did not break through the defense of this Kui Long.

This stone statue Kuilong, the defense is so pitiful, he is the existence of the peak of the Xuanhuang Five Realms, and in the face of a puppet, he can't break it.

"Well, how could this be!?"

A hint of surprise flashed on Beigong Yanjun's face.

At this time, when Beigong Yanjun was puzzled, next to him, a long-faced Taoist also made a move, and he also saw the trickiness of this ancient purple sky black kui.

The long-faced Daoist was covered in golden light, and as a voice came out, the runes flashing with golden light wrapped the dust of the long-faced Daoist and smashed down heavily.

This Taoist secret method seems to be extremely restrained by the Ancient Purple Sky Black Kui, only to hear a boom, and a crack like a spider web appeared on the back of the Ancient Purple Sky Black Kui.

There were cracks, but they didn't crumble.

The Ancient Purple Sky Hei Kui was originally a puppet, and it didn't feel pain at all, but at this moment, it opened its big mouth and spewed out a large amount of poisonous mist.

"It's just a poisonous fog, what a lot of worry. ”

Beigong Yanjun snorted coldly, and in the palm of his hand, a black flame shot out, only listening to the sound of "snort", the poisonous mist was all shrouded, and then it burned completely.

Next, Beigong Yanjun's spear, the dust of the long-faced Taoist, fell on the body of the ancient Zitian Heikui one after another, and Zhong Qianyan also made a move.

Listening only to a dense series of explosions, the ancient Zitian Heikui was besieged by the three masters, and he couldn't parry it.

This time, Zhong Zhixi did not make a move.

"Die!"

Beigong Yanjun finally shot and pierced into the eyes of the ancient purple sky Heikui.

The eyes of the ancient purple sky and black kui suddenly dimmed, and there was no longer a trace of luster.

Although he solved this puppet of the Ancient Purple Sky Black Kui, the atmosphere was a little depressing, especially those True Saints whose cultivation was not too strong, and their faces were not very good.