The Wheel of Time.

The "Dao" and "Reason" contained in this artifact have been taken away by the bronze treasure mirror in Ji Ning's sea of knowledge and turned into an empty shell, but as long as the power of time is injected, it can still play a bit of wonderful use.

"Click!"

The pointer on the wheel of time moved, and Ji Ning's figure became ethereal, like a flower in a mirror, and a moon in the water, like a dream.

The power of time stored in the bronze treasure mirror burned, and Ji Ning quickly passed through the first palace and walked towards the depths of the underground palace.

Guarding the second palace is an eight-headed serpent with a strong aura that should not be underestimated.

There is a flying yaksha in the third palace, with a silver glow, a hideous face, and a pair of silver wings, strong and powerful, at least with the strength of the Four Extremes Secret Realm.

In this hall, there are more than a dozen silver-winged yaksha corpses, which are like a dozen monks of the Four Extremes Secret Realm, which is difficult to deal with.

Ji Ning walked quickly into the fourth floor of the main hall, and in this layer of the hall, there were six special corpses, not humans, but six Feather Dao people, all of whom were covered in skin and bones, wearing Dao robes.

Their flesh was golden, dry and wrapped around their bones, and their bodies had some short feathers, which were heavy when touched by their hands, and their feathers rattled.

This is not the transformation of yin qi, but the real monk after sitting and refining, the yin spirit into the master, such a powerful ancient corpse, with incredible combat power, beyond the four extremes of the secret realm.

There are three jade bone corpses in the fifth layer of the palace, and they must have cultivated to the second layer of the Sendai secret realm before their deaths, and they were sacrificed and refined after death, and then the yin spirit entered the master, although it cannot be compared with the power of or, but it is also extremely terrifying.

Ji Ning didn't stop and walked towards the sixth-layer ancient hall, which was quite a long distance, enough miles away.

Ahead, only the last hall of light remains, glittering in the dark underworld.

The depths of the stratum have been hollowed out, and the sixth palace is extremely far away, as if it is suspended in mid-air, and it looks even more ethereal.

On this hall, there is a plaque engraved with four large characters: Temple of Light.

Qionglou Yuyu came to the end, but there were three behemoths in the pitch-black area behind him, which sat in the darkness and did not shine.

It was three coffins, the smallest one was the size of a palace, and the three large coffins, one taller than the other, stood in the darkness.

Six ancient halls, three large coffins, together, is the nine characters, this is the most exquisite number of the ancients.

The Great Hall of Light is very far-reaching, in the center of the magnificent and empty hall, there is a suspended altar, the whole body is pitch black, but it shoots out a series of colors, falling down, very mysterious.

There is an animal skin scroll on the altar, which looks very ordinary.

In addition, there is a translucent ancient tower in the main hall, with a total of seven floors, and a hazy figure sits on the highest floor.

Ji Ning's figure was illusory, as if he was walking in the past and as if he existed in the future, and he walked towards the black god platform step by step.

"Boom!"

The Temple of Light shook, the black platform shot out thousands of rays of light, and one after another Ruicai fell, distorting the space, forming a unique force field.

At this moment, Ji Ning was frozen, and the hazy figure sitting on the seven-story ancient tower stared at the divine light, staring at the uninvited guest who suddenly appeared in the main hall, but did not rush over.

Ji Ning was not in a hurry, the yin and yang qi were like silk, hanging from the top of his head, wisps after wisps, very dense, protecting him tightly.

The Ruicai shot out by the black god platform was all easily dissolved by the yin and yang qi.

Ji Ning came to the black strange stone in a few steps.

"Phew!"

With a flash of light, he grabbed the scroll in his hand and put it away.

The most important thing at the moment is to refine the Black Divine Table, which is an innate Chaos Great Seal.

You can't find it!

Ji Ning sat on the black god platform, the yin and yang qi surging around him, and the Yellow Emperor's law appeared behind him, refining the treasures under his buttocks inch by inch.

The hazy figure sitting on the seven-story ancient tower stared at Ji Ning, but he never dared to take a step beyond Lei Chi.

Even with Ji Ning's refining, the power of Ruixia shot out of the Black Divine Platform gradually weakened, but "he" still waited patiently and did not show a trace of impatience.

Time flies, and a year passes in the blink of an eye.

When Ji Ning's Yellow Emperor Law and the Black Divine Platform merged into one, the entire Temple of Light shook, and the Ruixia that fell from the Divine Platform disappeared completely.

The hazy figure on the seven-story ancient tower suddenly disappeared, and in an instant, it had already appeared in front of Ji Ning, turning into a breath attached to the Great Seal of Chaos, passing through the yin and yang qi of Ji Ning's body, and integrating into his body.

Take away, see take away again.

"Look for death."

Ji Ning's anger started from his heart, the four major laws of black, white, green, and red guarded the Quartet, and the two qi of yin and yang flew out from the secret realm of the wheel sea, and slammed into the Great Seal of Chaos.

In the next moment, the chaos opened up in the secret realm of the Dao Palace, the yin and yang were derived, the red, white, green and black were extinguished and born, born and destroyed, just like boiling water, the "grunt" did not stop, the matter did not exist, the void was difficult to stand, violent and chaotic.

The phantom that infiltrated the secret realm of the Ji Ning Dao Palace was torn into tens of millions of copies and disappeared without even letting out a scream.

Subsequently, a four-faced god appeared, calming down the chaos, and the four emperors of the four directions recondensed, and they all bowed their heads to signal.

In Ji Ning's Dao Palace, the five elements are born together, the five qi are in the Yuan, and the colorful divine light condenses into a canopy above his head, the brilliance flickers non-stop, a faint fragrance, and auspicious clouds float.

Between the rotation of this canopy, the five gods in the Dao Palace are all shocked, and the "passing me" and "Dao me" seem to be real, hooking the heavens and the earth, and feeling the nature of the avenue.

Recite sutras for me in this life, be with heaven and earth, make a wish for me in this world, run through the Lord, and be immortal in this world.

Whether it is me in the past or me who is with the Tao, at this moment, I am hooking the world of the Tao and transforming my body.

The sound of the Great Dao Lun permeates the Temple of Light, if someone is reciting the supreme scriptures, explaining the wonderful principles of the Great Dao.

However, it is difficult to really distinguish its sound and understand its meaning, like the ancient emperor chanting, and like the ancient ancestors worshipping the supreme holy king.

The essence of the eight directions gathered like water, making Ji Ning's entire body suddenly crystal brilliant, his bones, muscles, tendons, and skin all emitted a kind of five-colored light, like an eternal god.

"Brush!"

Ji Ning opened his eyes, and his expression rushed out like a real dragon, more dazzling than lightning.

But the next moment, he calmed down all of a sudden, landed on the ground, blended into the surrounding scenery, and seemed to merge with the grass and trees.

The chanting stopped, and the Five Emperors canopy hung over Ji Ning's head, and he stood there quietly, peaceful and natural.

There is no intimidating momentum, no elegant temperament, I can't feel his strength, not like a monk, more like a mortal body, an ordinary mortal youth, with a true charm.