On the surface of Spiegel Lake, Qin Hao and the three of them had been stuck in the water for nearly an hour.

More and more of the Divine Source Realm peak cultivators present were full of suspicions, they had found nothing in the past few days, and they couldn't even reach the Bright Moon Palace.

"Could it be that it's really under the surface of the lake?"

A man in a Taoist robe spoke in a deep voice, and beside him, there was also a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe with a bitter face.

"Maybe it's true. ”

Many of their Divine Source Realm peak cultivators had been here for many days, and they had actually let one of the first-turn cultivators take the lead, how could they let go of their face?

The next moment, these two monks of the Demon Sect took the lead, and one after another, another monk dived into the water with a hint of suspicion.

The Palace of the Bright Moon is much stronger than the palace they met before, and if they really fight underwater, they will find a way if they don't.

Now, it has been half a month since they entered the Great Luo Immortal Realm, and in just over half a month, they have already discovered eight palaces, but among them, only the bones of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and the inheritance is also broken.

One after another, many Divine Source Realm cultivators have begun to look for hiding places to retreat, and the period of ten years is enough for them to seek too much.

In particular, some monks who have only been able to cultivate for one or two turns, either sit cross-legged on the top of the mountain or in the cave, refining the immortal herbs and treasures they have been looking for these days.

However, there are also people who still shuttle between the mountains and ravines, and their pretty faces are full of joy.

For more than an hour, Qin Hao and the three of them were already approaching the light of the bright moon, Tang Huang Palace.

Suddenly, there was an illusion in front of him, and he only felt that the heavens and the earth were shaking, but he was still in ecstasy.

"Tanghuang Palace has arrived!"

"The Great Luo Jin Immortal in this palace should not have completely fallen, and a cloud and mist array has already been generated in the palace!"

Qin Hao raised his eyes to look at the golden palace, a touch of indifference flashed between his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Wang Hanxu, you are here, you are carrying the inheritance of Xuantian Sect, and you may cause a remnant soul attack. ”

What Qin Hao said was not wrong, the existence in this palace was a Da Luo Second Transformation Golden Immortal of the Desolate Sect, and his strength was even more terrifying, if he noticed that a monk with the inheritance of the Xuantian Sect's Empty Xuan Immortal entered this palace, I am afraid that he would suddenly suffer a catastrophe.

At this time, streams of light stirred up whirlpools under the surface of the lake, and the power of the peak swept away, turning into figures and falling in front of this palace of bright moons.

Entering this palace, the eyes are changing here, the vast area, not as absurd, there are gurgling streams, pavilions and mountains, but there is a hazy fairy fog to cover.

On a plank road to the temple, the fairy mist is like a cloth, covering everything, and even perception cannot penetrate into it.

There were already more than a dozen figures standing in front of the palace, except for Qin Hao and the three of them, there were two people from the Demon Sect, as well as some elders with seven-rank strength.

What made Qin Hao puzzled was that he hadn't seen anyone from the Refining Weapon Valley here, or the beauties of the Xuannu Immortal Sect.

At this moment, not only Qin Hao, but more than a dozen people present were all condensed on this plank road with their eyes, and everyone present, no matter how strong their strength was, their perception could not be bounced into it.

"I never thought that this palace was really under this water!" someone sighed lightly, glanced at Qin Hao with interest, and looked at Qin Hao with admiration.

"Don't fart, this round of fairy fog is very weird, and the next thing is the most important thing!"

Someone spoke again, as if he had seen the strangeness of the cloth fairy mist.

The next moment, a rough voice sounded, "When I cross this plank road, there is only a fairy mist, how can you stop me!?"

He stepped away, his body was wrapped in the qi of the immortal source, and the points of immortal light flashed in his dantian, and he was a monk with a million immortal yuan.

Among the more than ten Divine Source Realm cultivators, his strength was not weak, and if he could take the first step, he would naturally be able to seize the inheritance of chance.

His gaze was solemn, and with a slight shock under his feet, his body seemed to split through the fairy mist, ethereal like a plank road.

At the moment when he stepped through the fairy mist and stepped on the plank road, a brilliant heavenly sound suddenly sounded, and the heavenly sound was long, not in this heaven and earth, but directly to the heart.

"Desolate Tang Huang, Da Luo two turns, if you want to inherit it, the three levels are here!"

"If you win, you will see my true face, and if you lose, you will fall here!"

The two short sentences not only shocked everyone present, but even had their own calculations in their hearts.

It was as if I hadn't heard a single word, only two words echoed in my heart.

Inheritance!

The inheritance of Da Luo Jin Xian!

The Great Luo Realm has surpassed the Heavenly Desolate Continent too much, and for thousands of years, there has never been a true immortal in the Yin and Yang Realm, let alone above the true immortal?

Now, someone has already explored the way for them first, falling?

Impossible!

Although he couldn't perceive the specific situation in the immortal mist, he could still see some of the situation with his eyes alone.

On this plank road, an immortal light rushed straight towards the middle-aged man, and his immortal source suddenly rioted, and his body was several times faster.

The fairy light pierced through the remnants of the middle-aged, and the middle-aged had appeared in the middle of the plank road, and suddenly, the fairy mist rioted, nearly dozens of fairy lights, each of which was zhang long, like a net from heaven and earth, wrapped towards the middle-aged.

"Condensation!"

On the plank road, a rough voice sounded, and in front of the middle-aged man, a full three immortal shields appeared.

He actually wanted to carry this immortal light attack and shuttle through it in one go.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The fairy light fell, and suddenly there was a deafening roar, and just the force of the anti-shock made the middle-aged man snort, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

He was horrified in his heart, and with the power of this backshock, he wanted to retreat, but in his eyes, several immortal lights had blocked his retreat.

It was as if it pierced through everything and bombarded the body of the middle-aged monk.

The blood escaped, and the body was riddled with holes, and there was no longer a trace of life......

"How so!"

Outside the plank road, all the Divine Source Realm monks looked at the corpse that fell on the plank road with shocked faces.

Even the peak cultivators of the Million Immortal Sources couldn't resist that Immortal Light, and how many of them present could get away with it?

"This immortal realm has existed for at least 10,000 years, and the prohibition has long been decayed, how can this be?"

They entered the Daluo Immortal Realm to seek chance, how could they want to lose their lives here.

For a hundred breaths, no monk moved, as if they were all frozen in place, and no one dared to break into it.

"I don't believe that a ban that has existed for 10,000 years can still kill me!" After a long silence, another middle-aged man had an awe-inspiring face and roared angrily, "I will get this opportunity!"

Immediately, the middle-aged man's heart moved, and he planned to pass directly into the sky.

At the moment when he broke into the plank road, there was a fairy light falling like silver light, and then, a mouthful of blood spurted out, as if he was hit by the power of Wanjun, and his body was twisted, flying out of this fairy mist.

"I don't know what to say!" many of the monks sneered indifferently.

At this moment, the white-robed figure moved again, and walked out towards the plank road under the stunned eyes of everyone.