After more than seventy hours, the group rushed out of the desert with a disgraced face. Looking back at the depths of the endless yellow sand, they all looked like they were palpitating.

After killing the purple spotted scorpion, they encountered several more groups of demon beasts in the desert, among which the highest cultivation had reached level seven. But compared to the purple spotted scorpion, the seventh-level demon beasts were not placed in the eyes of Xiao Fan and Xuanming Zhenjun, and they spent some energy to kill these demon beasts one by one.

After dozens of hours of arduous trekking, I finally got out of the desert.

Everyone fled together and flew into the air. The power of flying away from being imprisoned for dozens of hours is finally free, and now it feels not ordinary.

Standing in the sky, looking forward, I saw the golden light in front of me, the golden hall that I had seen on the map, in the distance, revealing a golden roof in the distant sky, extremely tempting.

More than ten rays of light flew towards the golden hall.

Now that you have worked so hard to get here, the Golden Hall is just ahead, no matter what difficulties and obstacles, you have to go and see it.

The distance from the edge of the desert to the Golden Hall was not close, but there were no obstacles along the way, and after two or three hours, they flew to the front, so smooth that everyone felt a little weird.

It's really a lot of trouble in front of me, but now that I've arrived at the destination, it's become so smooth, which makes people feel unsteady.

Xiao Fan's eyebrows frowned slightly.

The "Qiankun Ding" in the body reacted more and more violently. Xiao Fan was almost certain that the power of the space where there was zài was far more powerful than that of the outside world. Even the ruins of the deepest spatial passage in the blood sea of Meuseburgh are not as powerful as here. This is still outside the Golden Palace. If you enter the main hall, the drastic fluctuations of the space will probably go even further.

Such drastic spatial fluctuations. I don't know what kind of unpredictable crisis it will cause.

Since discovering the Sumeru space of the "Qiankun Ding", Xiao Fan has been contemplating the power of space, and the more he comprehends, the more vigilant he is about the danger of the power of space. Anyone, no matter how high their cultivation is or how strong their physical body is, once they fall into a space trap, they will definitely be more than lucky. Xiao Fan was even delving into it to see if he could use space traps and space rifts as weapons. Attack the enemy.

Although it seems that this is just an idea, and it is extremely crazy and unreliable, many things, at the beginning, did not come from a seemingly unreliable idea, but after perseverance, plus some luck and chance, it eventually paid off.

Theoretically, as long as you can freely use space traps and space rifts. It can be an extremely terrifying means of killing, more effective than any of the sharpest blades in the world.

"What a majestic palace......"

Finally, the group stood at the door of the Golden Hall, and everyone let out such a voice of admiration from the bottom of their hearts.

This golden hall is huge. It's definitely beyond what they've ever known. It felt like the Golden Hall was even more majestic than the entire pyramid-shaped mausoleum they had seen at the bottom of Haizi.

It felt very eerie, as if they had walked into a house. I thought I would see some furniture such as tables and chairs inside, but I saw a building in this house!

If it weren't for something wrong with their senses. It was their bodies that were suddenly reduced countless times.

One has to sigh at the power of the law of space.

The Golden Hall is so huge that it is a lonely temple standing here. There are no other supporting buildings, which are more contradictory to everyone's perception. Generally speaking, such a splendid main hall, there will always be some side halls, gardens and other supporting buildings to accompany it, in order to constitute a functional building complex.

But at the moment, no one has the heart to care about such a problem.

Above the main entrance of the Golden Hall, there was a huge plaque, on which was engraved a line of golden characters, which was also the kind of Gurong script they had ever seen.

"Ancestral Witch Temple!"

Xuanming Zhenjun looked at these golden characters and muttered.

It seems that there is a good chance that this place is the place where Kamazu Wu sits, and the only person who can be honored as the ancestral witch in the Dog Witch Gate should be Kama Zuwu himself. However, it is difficult to determine whether this golden hall was built by Kamazu Wu himself before he sat down, or whether it was built by his disciples after he sat down.

Another peculiarity of this golden hall is that from top to bottom, everything is golden and shining, without the slightest variegation. Even the foundation of the main hall, the huge pillars supporting it, and the window latticework hall doors, without exception, are all shining with golden light, which makes people a little dizzy when they see it.

The main entrance of the main hall is as high as dozens of zhang, and the width is also more than 20 zhang, if the whole body is made of gold, I really don't know how heavy it will be. If it is in the mundane world, such a golden gate is almost impossible to store. Because the hardness of gold is far from enough, it is impossible to support such a huge dead weight without deformation. It is so huge that even if it is cast in steel and iron, it is actually difficult to make it.

But in the realm of cultivation, everything is naturally possible.

The golden gate was hidden and not completely closed, I don't know if it was originally like this, or if someone had already gone in before that.

Xiao Fan swept into the gate with the power of divine thoughts, but was unceremoniously blocked by a mysterious force, and he couldn't enter at all. As for the Heavenly Eye Vision, Xiao Fan had already tried it, and he didn't know if the Golden Hall was really made of pure gold, or if the walls were too thick for the Heavenly Eye to see.

"It's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided. Let's all go inside! ”

Xuanming Zhenjun laughed loudly, said loudly, and took the lead in flying towards the hidden gate of the Golden Hall, and with a shake of his body, he floated in through the slightly open door.

Liu Zheng hugged his fist at Xiao Fan, led several disciples, and followed closely.

Xiao Fan waved his hand, and all the people of Wuji Gate also followed into the main hall.

As soon as they entered the hall, everyone's eyes were dark, and in an instant, they couldn't see. When it was really outside the hall, the golden light was too strong, and when he suddenly entered the relatively dark hall, no matter who it was, his eyes were instantly uncomfortable.

Xiao Fan's eyes shone with green, and he could see the inside of the hall clearly in an instant. As everyone imagined, inside the palace gate, is an extremely vast hall, deep enough to reach hundreds of zhang, more than ten golden pillars stand tall, the hall is also decorated with golden splendor. However, compared to the golden light on the outside, there are finally some other different colors in the hall, which is slightly better for the stimulation of the eyes.

The interior decoration of the main hall is very different from the decoration style of Huaxia, with obvious exotic style, but this is naturally not the focus of everyone's attention, and everyone is not here to travel Range Rover.

The inside of the hall, as spectacular as it was, was also visible at a glance, and it was clear that it was just a council hall and that there was nothing particularly noteworthy. Everyone's eyes soon fell on both sides of the main hall, each with a vermilion lacquer door, and the golden beast ring swallowed the mouth. These two vermilion lacquer gates, placed in other places, are also extremely magnificent, but in this hall, they are too small and inconspicuous.

"Xiao Xiaoyou, which way to go? Or do they go their separate ways? ”

Xuanming Zhenjun asked with a smile.

He also knew that Wujimen's divination technique was extremely good, and when he encountered this kind of either-or, it was naturally based on Xiao Fan's opinion. You may be able to get the guidance of the hexagram.

Xiao Fan was about to speak, when a black shadow flashed at the door, revealing two figures.

Everyone glanced over, and their faces suddenly changed slightly.

These two turned out to be Hattori Jiecuo and Rong Tian Patriarch, many days ago, when they left the hall, they were walking the same passage, but now they actually arrived here at the same time, I don't know if it was a coincidence or the two had reached some kind of agreement on the way.

Looking at the appearance of the two of them, Patriarch Rong Tian looked as usual, as if he hadn't encountered any major trouble along the way, Shi Shiran came over, and the aura on his body was even more unfathomable than before; And Hattori Jiecuo, who was originally shrouded in black fog, also collected the fog at this moment, revealing his true face, which was a middle-aged man in his fifties, with stiff lines on his face and a very resolute expression. Judging from his breath, it is also relatively relaxed.

Both of these people are cultivators in the late stage of Jindan, and they are the highest level among the others. The two of them work together, as long as they don't encounter the sea of purple spotted scorpions like Xiao Fan and them, other troubles should be difficult for them.

Seeing Xiao Fan and the others at a glance, Patriarch Rongtian's eyes flashed with fierce light, and then he returned to normal, his expression was faint, and he didn't seem to care at all. Hattori Jiecuo laughed and said, "Xuanming Daoyou, Xiao Zhenren, I didn't expect the two of you to be so fast, and they actually arrived before us." ”

Xuanming Zhenjun sneered: "Hattori Daoyou, what do you mean? ”

As he spoke, his eyes swept back and forth on the faces of the two.

This old Taoist can't rub sand in his eyes, but he doesn't want to be threatened in a daze. You must know that with their combined efforts, it is relatively easy to face Hattori Jiecuo or Rongtian Patriarch alone, at least there is no fear. If these two late-day monks joined forces, it would be a bit tricky.

Hattori Jiecuo smiled faintly and said: "Our meaning is very clear, that is, on the way here, I and Rong Tian Daoyou have reached an agreement, and in this mausoleum, we will act together." No matter what kind of harvest there is, it is evenly divided. Of course, if there is any obstacle, it is also a joint action. Just like Xuanming Daoyou and Xiao Zhenren, you Wujimen and Maoshan faction are in a group, and the old man is quite envious when he looks at it. ”

Xuanming Zhenjun's face sank slightly, but he didn't say anything more. Now that Hattori Jiecuo and Patriarch Rongtian have joined forces, their idea of wanting to go their separate ways naturally won't work.

At this moment, the black shadow flashed, and many people also entered the main hall.

However, some of the other monks he had seen earlier rushed here one after another, only Cangwu Sanyou and another Jindan mid-stage monk and his two foundation building stage disciples were missing.

The hall suddenly became lively. (To be continued......)