"What a majestic palace." This is Zuoqiu Maocheng's most intuitive feeling of the two palaces.

The top of the black palace is very high, and the tip seems to be longer than the body of the temple, as if it were about to rise into the clouds; The white palace looks rounded, but it is not angular, but it is not shorter than the black palace. The two halls can only be seen from a distance, and when they really stand at the foot of the palace, they find that they are too majestic.

Zuoqiu Maocheng only felt that he was like an ant, overlooking the two towering palaces, and he was even more overwhelmed by the faint breath that he couldn't raise his head, and every time he looked at it, he only felt that his eyes were tingling.

Despite this, he still couldn't help his curiosity, raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the main hall, only to see a plaque hanging outside the main hall of the black palace, with the three big characters "Necronomisque Palace" written on it, and the opposite white main hall hung a plaque with the words "Hall of the Souls" written on it.

Even if he is lonely and unheard, he should have heard of the prestige of the Hall of Life and Death, and he has heard of such rumors no less than a hundred times about the worship of immortal weapons in the Hall of Life and the worship of antiquities in the Hall of Death.

He was confident that if it was the real Hall of Life and Death, he would definitely gain something if he could break in. But the current situation can't help him relax, after all, this is in the domain. A powerful monk can project what he once saw, and he has heard that there is now a master in the unbounded.

"He's the master of the unbounded?!" Except for the master of the Unbounded, I am afraid that there will be no one else who can understand the Unbounded in such detail, and even bring it to life in the domain.

Thinking of this, Zuoqiu Maocheng was inevitably frightened, and seemed to have provoked someone who was not easy to mess with.

Knowing that the Hall of Life and Death was probably just an illusion in the domain, and there were no opportunities in it, only all kinds of hardships, he couldn't hesitate a lot. Because when his thoughts were turning, after only a few breaths, the roots of the stone spirit flower that were originally hidden reappeared, and this time it actually formed a hook claw shape, directly enveloping him in it, and the roots and tendrils combined, forming a huge cage.

The cage is full of spikes, so if you react slowly, you may not be able to get out so easily if you are scratched again. Zuo Qiu Maocheng's mind moved, and he turned into a wisp of demonic qi and slipped away from the crack in the cage.

He didn't think about it a lot, and he was sure that Shi Jinghua didn't have the courage to rush into the Hall of Life and Death, his eyes turned between the two Spirit Palaces, and he gritted his teeth and rushed towards the Hall of Death.

Sure enough, Shi Jinghua just chased to the door of the Necronomicon Temple, and then stopped, the roots were still showing teeth and claws, the meaning of the threat was too obvious, obviously as long as he took a step away from the Necronomicon Temple, he would become the target of the attack again.

Zuoqiu Maocheng breathed a sigh of relief, and while sighing that he had escaped a catastrophe, he remembered that the gate of the Necromantic Temple, which was originally closed, was actually opened the moment he approached.

"Do you always feel like you're invited into the urn?" He frowned fiercely, and wanted to leave the Necronomicon as soon as the roots of the stone spirit flower faded.

As long as he doesn't go deeper, the door of the Necronomicon will not be closed, so as long as he lingers at the door of the Necronomicon Temple, once the stone spirit flower attacks him, he will enter, and the stone spirit flower retreats and he will leave, and he will probably be able to deal with it until he comes up with a solution.

Zuoqiu Maocheng played a good game, he just thought that this was just Jun Mad's domain, as long as Jun Mad himself did not appear, he could still support it for a while, maybe he could think of a way to escape, but he didn't know that he was in the unbounded, everything was the original appearance of the unbounded.

At this time, Jun Mad had already come to the Boundless, and he sat on the top of the Holy Spirit Temple, watching Zuoqiu Maocheng run away from the door of the Hall of Death with a smile on his face. Every time he ran out, he was forced back by Shi Jinghua in a few breaths, and he was more and more embarrassed every time; The predation of the stone spirit flower is sharper and sharper every time, which can be described as varied, but after all, there is nothing to be done about Zuoqiu Maocheng.

In this way, you come and go, and after watching Jun Mad for a while, I get a little tired.

He could see that Zuo Qiu Maocheng didn't want to enter the Necromancy Temple, but he didn't intend to spend it like that.

Jun frantically weighed the two keys in his hand, one red and one white, took out the red one, and instilled a little mystic power into it.

When Zuoqiu Maocheng hid in the Necronomicon again, thinking that he could catch his breath again, a dense black vine suddenly stretched out from behind him, tied him firmly, and dragged him straight into the Necromantic Temple, and the gate of the Necromantic Hall was closed.

Shi Jinghua was obviously very dissatisfied, and kept demonstrating in front of the door of the Necronomicon.

"Okay, this is for you to eat, just take a while, and when the person dies, if the corpse is still there, let you eat enough." Jun Madness jumped down from above the Holy Spirit Temple, casually throwing out the corpses of several dead spirit beasts, and spoke to Shi Jinghua in a tone as if he was looking at his own pet.

Shi Jinghua was very happy, it was better than continuing to be hungry, a few clumps of roots formed a palm and a fist, and it was actually a fist salute, which swept the body away and dragged it into the ground. It knows very well that the Hall of Life and Death cannot tolerate anyone to be defiled, not even if the door is stained with blood, and it is happy to have a stutter, but it will not forget its duty.

What's more, as a stone spirit flower, it is a member of the unbounded, and there is a little awe of Jun Maia, the only person who can call the shots in the unbounded, of course, it must be more particular in front of him.

The Stone Spirit Flower retreated, and the door to the Necronomicon was closed.

Jun walked wildly to the door of the Necronomicon Temple, thinking about whether to go in.

At this time, two butterflies, one white and one black, flew over, flew in circles around Jun, and flew away after a few turns.

In just a few circles, the information that Jun Mad wants to obtain has been completely conveyed.

Over the years, the Hall of Life and Death has not only been a guest of the Ancestor Demon Slaying Demon, but only this one person has succeeded; There was another person with a vague face, who had been here, but he only stood at the door of the spiritual hall and looked at it, then shook his head and left, the aura on that person's body was different from that of ordinary monks, and it didn't seem to be a demon cultivator, a demon cultivator, or the like, so the management spirit of the two spiritual halls was very impressed with him.

And the black butterfly even invited Jun Mad to follow him in, and it seemed that Zuoqiu Maocheng had an unexpected performance in it.

Jun Mad nodded, and under the guidance of the black butterfly, entered through a side door.

"Master!" A man in a dark robe knelt on one knee on the ground, lowered his head and said to Jun Mad ......, "After that person came in, he was very frightened at first, and his subordinates didn't get your instructions and didn't do anything directly to him, but he quickly adapted to his situation, and he was greedy for the antiquities stored in the palace, and his subordinates wanted to punish and admonish, but they didn't know ."

Jun Mad raised his hand and interrupted him: "Whatever you do, if a person dies, you can still leave a little corpse and throw it out to feed the stone spirit flower." ”

"Yes!" The man in the dark robe got up, took a few steps back, and his body merged into a black treasure mirror, and the picture also appeared in this black treasure mirror at the same time, and Zuo Qiu Maocheng's covetous expression could be seen in the picture, which was particularly eye-catching.

It was right not to leave him alive. Jun frowned without a trace, and it only took a moment for Zuoqiu Maocheng to go from the original rejection to disgust.

(End of chapter)