Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Bronze Palace

Outside.

Ancient ruins.

In the center of the ruins, a bronze ancient hall thousands of zhang high, simple and ancient, slowly suspended in the void.

Around the bronze ancient hall, countless ruins and broken walls floated with it.

Among them, a mysterious divine light shot out from time to time in the bronze ancient hall.

But if you look closely, you can still see a looming demonic aura around the bronze ancient hall.

This ancient relic is located in the middle of the Demon Sea, and has been eroded by demonic qi all year round, and the Yuan Array in the ruins has long been destroyed.

That's why the ruins suddenly opened.

If it weren't for that, how could these young martial artists of the True Yuan Realm be able to enter the ruins.

At this moment, in front of the Bronze Ancient Palace, thousands of people had gathered, almost all of whom were True Yuan Realm martial artists.

Whether it was a disciple of the Netherworld Sect, a disciple of the Proud Sword Villa, or other casual disciples, almost all of them had arrived here.

Looking at the bronze ancient hall floating in the void, everyone's eyes were full of greed.

"This bronze ancient hall is the center of this ancient ruin, and it is very likely that there is an immortal realm powerhouse inheritance in it. ”

"I got secret news that this ruin may be related to the ancient Golden-winged Roc!"

"Golden-winged Dapeng, that is comparable to the existence of the Holy Land, if you can get its inheritance, your achievements in the future are limitless!"

The Netherworld Sect disciples and the Proud Sword Mountain Villa disciples stared at the Bronze Ancient Hall and talked excitedly.

Although the bronze ancient hall was right in front of them, they didn't dare to enter.

Underneath the bronze ancient hall, more than a dozen corpses were already lying down.

These corpses, all in pieces, looked extremely bloody.

It turned out that around the bronze ancient hall, there was an unknown mysterious formation.

Moreover, this formation is also a killing array, and anyone who enters this formation will be bombarded by a large array.

"Hehe, a group of rats, they dare to pay attention to the ruins, it's ridiculous!"

At this moment, a voice like a thunderous explosion sounded from the void.

At the same time, an extremely powerful coercion instantly swept through the entire space.

Hearing this voice, everyone's eyes were on the source of the sound.

I saw that in the void, Jun Aotian wore a purple robe and stepped into the air, domineering!

The aura that emanated from his body became more and more powerful.

In the previous battles with Jun Haotian, Gu Yi and others, he obviously benefited a lot, and his cultivation also improved.

At this moment, he was standing in the void, his body was full of momentum, and the True Yuan Realm Fivefold Cultivation was completely released at this moment, and the martial artists present all felt extremely depressed!

"Hurry up, get out of this ruin today, whoever moves will die!"

Looking at the thousands of martial artists around him, Jun Aotian's face did not have the slightest fear, and he said coldly and arrogantly.

"Jun Aotian, don't go too far, even if your strength is superb, you can still be an enemy of thousands of us!"

Hearing this, the disciples of the Netherworld Sect and the disciples of the Proud Sword Villa all shouted unwillingly.

"Hehe, a group of people who don't know what to call it, no matter how many ants there are, how can it be a pity!" Hearing this, Jun Aotian's face was still arrogant, and he didn't pay any attention to these people in front of him.

If he provoked him, he would not hesitate to use the Sky Devouring Demon Jar to devour all these people, so that perhaps his Sky Devouring Demon Jar could be upgraded again.

Thinking of this, Jun Aotian looked at these martial artists, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Feeling Jun Aotian's unkind eyes, the surrounding martial artists all dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and even the disciples of the Netherworld Sect and the disciples of the Proud Sword Villa also kept their mouths shut.

Rumble!

At this moment, the bronze ancient hall in front of him suddenly shook, and a roaring sound resounded through the sky.

For a while, everyone's eyes were on the bronze ancient hall.

I saw that in the void around the bronze ancient hall, several cracks suddenly appeared, and there was a thick demonic qi tumbling in the middle.

"It's ...... Demonic energy!"

Seeing the demonic qi around the bronze ancient hall, all the warriors were shocked.

Here, how can there be demonic energy?

"This killing array must have been corroded by demonic qi and has been damaged!"

A Netherworld Sect disciple who knew something about the Yuan Array spoke up.

"There's a problem with the killing array, isn't it now that we can enter the ruins, this is our chance!"

Hearing this, some casual cultivators couldn't resist the temptation at all, and rushed directly towards the bronze ancient hall.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Seeing this scene, Jun Aotian's face immediately turned cold.

The next moment, the true yuan in his body surged, and a huge fist mark condensed out, blasting directly at those martial artists who rushed towards the ruins.

Great Yin Yang Demon Fist!

Rumble!

The huge fist shadow tore through the space, and everywhere it passed, all the warriors were torn apart and died.

"Jun Aotian, you have gone too far!"

Some of the warriors drank loudly, extremely resentful.

"I said that if you want to pay attention to the ruins, there is only one way to die!" After killing so many people, Jun Aotian's face was unmoved, and he said indifferently.

"If there is a kind, you will follow, and I will kill one when I see one!"

looked at the surrounding warriors with disdain, and then Jun Aotian didn't care about the gaze of others at all, black and white wings appeared behind him, and then his body turned into a streamer of light, shooting directly towards the bronze ancient hall.

At the same time, the extremely rich golden light of the Dao slowly rose from the bronze ancient hall and soared into the sky.

"Rush! The heritage is mine!"

Seeing that Jun Aotian directly entered the Bronze Ancient Palace, the rest of the warriors fell into madness, and rushed to the Bronze Ancient Hall without fear of death, bound to compete for the inheritance of the relics.

At the same time, in the northern part of the ruins, in a dark cave.

Nalan Xue'er sat cross-legged in the cave, and a dark blue flame slowly floated in front of her, looking very weird.

At this moment, the temperature in the cave was extremely low, and even a trace of ice mist appeared.

Carefully refining the Netherworld Flame, a layer of ice dew hung on Nalan Xue'er's eyebrows, and her beautiful face looked a little tired!

"This Netherworld Flame is worthy of being a strange fire of heaven and earth, it is really difficult to refine!"

Nalan Xue'er slowly opened her eyes and said helplessly.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly reflected in the cave.

The sudden appearance of golden light was naturally very conspicuous in the dark cave.

"It seems that Jun Aotian has entered the ruins!"

Looking at this golden light, Nalan Xue'er's expression was a little solemn.

The end of all this seems to be the same as in the previous life.

Jun Aotian finally got the inheritance of the Golden Winged Dapeng, and his strength will be rapid in the future.

Thinking that the Great Yan Empire was destroyed by Jun Aotian in his previous life, Nalan Snowman's face became extremely ugly.

Jun Aotian is a person who will be rewarded, if he can't surpass Jun Aotian in this life, then the Great Yan Empire will only have to perish in the end.

Thinking of this, a look of determination flashed on Nalan Xue'er's face.

Then, the dark blue flame in the cave ignited again, and Nalan Xue'er was once again immersed in the refining of the nether flame.