Ying Xuan's body couldn't move, and he was left to observe everything in the main hall, when the stone door of the main hall was pushed open, and there was a sound of footsteps. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A group of women dressed in plain white palace clothes, graceful and beautiful, walked into the hall silently with heavy footsteps.

The emotions on his face were very complicated, with a hint of numbness and grief, and he came to the front of the altar, and when he looked at the altar, his face was full of holiness.

The eyes of all the jade carving puppets looked at this group of women with a look of horror in their hearts, because these women all had a sense of déjà vu, as if they had seen it somewhere.

The women lined up in front of the altar, holding their hands in front of their chests, pinching their handprints as if a crescent moon hung on their chests, as if praying, with a pious look on their faces.

A burst of surprise rose in Ying Xuan's heart, who are these women, could it be that they are from this palace, after such a long time, can they still survive to this day, this is inevitably too incredible.

At this time, Ying Xuan saw that in the crowd, there was a little girl, a plain white palace skirt, carved in pink and jade, tied with pigtails, and full of aura.

It's just that the tip of his nose is slightly wrinkled, as if he is sobbing, and there are two lines of tears on his face, looking extremely aggrieved, with a sense of grief, which makes people can't help but be heartbroken.

As if feeling Ying Xuan's gaze, the little girl looked in the direction of Ying Xuan, looked at this strange jade carving, and pursed her lips slightly, but she didn't notice anything, with a look of curiosity on her face.

Seeing the little girl looking towards him, Ying Xuan's heart was flooded, this little girl was the woman in white in front of the river of blood, and then the one who disappeared in the mural.

Quietly looking at everything that happened in front of him, Ying Xuan had too many mysteries in his heart, could it be that all the women came out of the mural, it was really unbelievable and unbelievable.

The white-clothed women had holy and pious faces, and there were words in their mouths, but Ying Xuan couldn't hear them clearly, only to see a stream of moonlight, which continued to spread from the women's bodies, and the hall instantly sprinkled a silver glow.

The moonlight of the Dao Dao was rippling like water ripples, and the altar also emitted bursts of light, reflecting each other with the moonlight, like a curved moon, appearing in the main hall.

The rest of the jade carving puppets, like Ying Xuan, stared intently at everything in front of them, and the emotions in their eyes varied, some thought, some were surprised, and some were shocked.

"All this, what is going on, is it to sacrifice us and so on?"

"We can spot them, but they ignore us as if they didn't notice it. ”

"It's like a passerby, it's a reflection of what happened in the palace in the past!"

Dao Dao's thoughts emerged in everyone's hearts, getting closer and closer to the truth of the matter, which was slowly removing the mystery of the palace.

A touch of excitement began to emerge on the faces of the women in white, and even more with a scorching heat, like moths fighting a fire, the moonlight emanating from their bodies began to become rich, and the moonlight in the main hall seemed to be like a lake, and began to become a little sticky.

The moon was so thick that it had a milky white color, and the faces of the women in white began to appear pale, and some even began to sway, revealing a sense of weakness and exhaustion.

The little girl with pigtails, clenching her silver teeth tightly at the moment, with a tenacity on her face that does not admit defeat, her body is shaky, as if she will fall to the ground in the next moment.

The nose was constantly sobbing, crying like a cat, but it was always insisting, but the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, which made people feel very pity.

Gradually, the moonlight in the main hall began to shrink, the altar seemed to be drinking, and the moonlight seemed to be surging towards the altar like a low tide.

The altar exudes a dazzling light, and the moonlight at this moment is enough to compete with the sun, not inferior, and everyone in Yingxuan looked at this burst of light, and almost couldn't open their eyes.

The altar is like a monster with a big mouth open, constantly devouring the moonlight, the moonlight in the field is getting thinner and thinner, and the hands of the women in white can't help but start to tremble, and sweat breaks out on their faces.

After the moon was swallowed by the altar, it was constantly condensed and compressed, and a small crescent moon was suspended above the altar, so rich that the whole body was snow-white, with a hint of holiness, and it could not bear to be blasphemed.

The women in white were crumbling, and their faces instantly seemed to be much older, as if they had paid an unacceptable price, but there was no trace of reluctance.

With the last piety, he bowed deeply to the altar, looking at the crescent moon suspended on the altar, condensing the lives of everyone, and his face showed a sense of joy.

Supporting each other, with staggering steps, the women in white slowly withdrew from the hall, and the little girl glanced back at Ying Xuan before leaving, frowning slightly, as if she had seen the clue, but she was a little unsure.

Ying Xuan's heart tightened, although he was just a passerby, but when he felt the little girl's gaze, he always had a feeling of being seen through.

The white-clothed women gradually withdrew from the main hall, which was now empty, except for a slightly dim altar, and a crescent moon suspended on the altar, emitting a milky white soft light.

The jade carvings couldn't help but look at each other, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in their hearts, the altar was a good sacrifice, but it was not a sacrifice to us, but those mysterious women in white, from the creatures in the palace.

I just feel the state of my body at this time, only consciousness exists, quietly looking at everything in front of me, and it is always difficult to move, just like a passerby.

At the moment when the stone gate was slowly closed, a feeling of dizziness hit everyone's minds, as if the world was spinning, as if they had traveled through countless times, and their heads were swollen.

Ying Xuan felt dizzy for a while, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he fell into a deep sleep, as if he had a big dream, and he didn't know how many years it took before his consciousness gradually recovered.

The head was a little dizzy, as if he had experienced a big dream, Ying Xuan felt tired for a while, slowly opened his eyes, and in a daze, he found that he was still in the main hall, and he never left, and he couldn't help but be shocked again.

After settling down, Ying Xuan woke up in an instant, although the main hall was still a large hall, but with a hint of difference, as if carved the traces of the years, together with the altar with a trace of vicissitudes and simplicity.

What shocked Ying Xuan's heart even more was that the jade carving puppet had disappeared, and was replaced by more than a dozen monks, and the face of Wen Wanshu Zhao Shenghui was impressive, this was a real existence.

The rest of the people also regained consciousness at the same time, looking at everything in front of them, and there was still a feeling of fugue, until they found the clues of the main hall and the faces of everyone, they woke up a little like a dream.

I couldn't help but have a thought in my heart, just now, maybe it was really a dream, I was brought into the history of the palace, and witnessed a scene that happened in the past, at this moment, it is reality!

In the past, the white-clothed women in the palace sacrificed their bodies, condensed a crescent moon, and then gloomily left, what is the deep meaning of this sacrifice, what is the purpose, for the perception of the palace, I thought that I could unveil the veil, but I didn't expect it to be more confusing.

String Moon!

Everyone suddenly remembered, and this thought appeared in their hearts, the moon that condensed the woman in white was full of mysterious and amazing power, it was definitely a treasure, this was the chance of the palace!

Just looking up, there is no crescent moon suspended on some dilapidated altars, and the entire hall is also in a dim state, without the milky white and soft moonlight.

I couldn't help but feel a faint sense of loss in my heart, and then a gleam erupted in everyone's eyes, only to see that on the altar, there was a palm-sized jade stone lying impressively, shaped like a curved crescent moon, but a little dim.

The shape and size of the jade are very similar to the string moon condensed by the women in white, as if it was transformed by the string moon.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sound of breaking the sky suddenly sounded in the field, and more than a dozen monks instantly galloped towards the altar, and the essence in their eyes couldn't help but be even worse, they were determined to get that piece of jade!

If the jade is really transformed by the moon and sacrificed from the altar, it embodies the essence of the life of the woman in white, and it is definitely a treasure.

This is the chance in the palace, the greatest treasure!

The monks who can come here are definitely the best existences, the demons of the three families and seven sects, Ying Xuan even met a few acquaintances.

Panjia Pan Enlightenment, Jinguang Cave Dongfang Xu, Miaoyin Pavilion Le Xiyin, Mysterious Dry Stream Yin Endless, are all old acquaintances who have met under the Ascending Tower, and the pride of heaven of various sects and families.

There is also a mysterious young man who is suspected to be a god platform, with endless light ups and downs in his eyes, and there is a mysterious god platform that flashes from time to time, devouring people's hearts.

What shocked Ying Xuan even more was that he met an unexpected person here, although he only had a one-sided relationship, but he was very impressed.

It was when he came out of the Wind and Thunder Secret Realm before, when Xia Yubing disappeared, that the young man who came to report the news, Ying Xuan was only a spiritual realm cultivator at that time, and he had already entered the evolution realm.

In the face of everyone, Ying Xuan's eyes were also shining, this time to compete for the opportunity, each with his own ability, there is no reason to retreat and give in.

The five-colored light on the soles of the feet emerged, and the streamer worked, one of which was a pale gold glowing dazzlingly, and a trace of fiery red, with a mysterious color.

Like a streamer, like a bolt of light, and like a meteor, it flashed in the void in the blink of an eye, and appeared in front of the altar with extreme speed.

Arriving at the same time as Ying Xuan, it was the young man who had a relationship, as if he also recognized Ying Xuan, with a faint smile on his face, but the speed under his feet was not slow.

Although the rest of the people were one position behind, their speed was also fast, and a dragon battle gradually kicked off.

Ying Xuan stretched out his hand, and his hand came out, his palm seemed to want to catch the stars in the sky, stirring up the clouds and clouds, piercing the clouds and breaking through the air, and grabbed the jade violently.

Rumble!

The young man was in the morning and the sun was shining, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he saw Ying Xuan's palm suddenly enlarged and grabbed towards the jade, and his fingers flicked continuously, and one after another gray streamers seemed to have passed through the void, and in the blink of an eye, with a trace of decaying breath, he pierced towards Ying Xuan's palm.

The people behind Ying Xuan also used their own means, and a burst of shocking light broke out in an instant, and the glow continued to linger, like a burst of stormy waves, surging towards Ying Xuan, almost wanting to drown it.

Panjia Pan Wudao pinched the trick with both hands, and a misty light and mist shrouded all directions, making people unable to see the things in front of them and getting lost in them.

Dongfang Xu of the Golden Light Cave waved his hand, and a pillar of light came instantly, like the sun falling from the Nine Heavens, with a scorching breath, almost wanting to melt everything.

The treacherous stream Yin Wuyan took out a sickle blade, the weapon was extremely weird, and instantly cut through the void, and a gray glow annihilated, and it seemed to be in the same vein as Yin and Chaoyang.

Miaoyin Pavilion Le Xiyin took out a pipa, the pearl on it was shining, very extraordinary, the fingers gently brushed the surface of the piano, the silver bottle burst through the water slurry, the big beads and small beads fell on the jade plate, and the sound waves seemed to be weak, but they were actually hidden murderous intentions.

All the monks present went all out, either attacking Yingxuan or attacking Yin Chaoyang, as long as the jade did not fall into the hands of others, there was hope.

Zhao Shenghui saw that someone was besieging his eldest brother, and his fat figure did not stagger, but became extremely agile.

The delicate face was a little unangry and self-assured, although it still had a hint of cuteness, but a pair of panda eyes burst out with a burst of fine light.

Pu Fan's big palm swept down, without any spiritual power fluctuations, but it was like a hurricane, and the misty light mist cast by the Enlightenment Dao, the gray glow that was waved out by the Yin Boundless Dao, was instantly blown away, and Zhao Shenghui was unscathed.

With thick arms, thicker than other people's thighs, Zhao Shenghui seemed to be squeezed into the crowd, casually pushing aside the people in front of him, and instantly killed Ying Xuan's side, shouting from time to time.

"Big brother, I'm here to help you. ”

Zhao Shenghui killed beside him, Ying Xuan's pressure suddenly decreased, his right hand overturned for a while, and the sky snatching hand turned over the clouds and rain to show out, and the wind and clouds surged in an instant, turning the gray air flow of the yin and Chaoyang into invisible.

The left hand bent his fingers into a sword, and the fingertips of the sword continued to swallow, as if he wanted to choose people to eat, and the fingertips swept, cutting through the void like tearing cloth brocade, and bursting out with a shocking sword light.

Yun Fei's sword trick was unleashed, a simple stroke, seemingly casual, but the sharp sword intent made everyone frightened.

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the golden pillar of light that Dongfang Xu attacked was instantly torn apart, bursting out with a dazzling light.

The mysterious young man suspected of being a god platform, with an ordinary face, has a pair of strange eyes, in which the endless light rises and falls, and there is a god platform, which is terrifying, as the name suggests, it is the demon of the god spirit platform.

At this time, his hands crossed the void, rippling with a trace of ripples, with amazing power, three thousand green silks were windless and automatic, and the background was like a god.

Endless light flashed between his hands, spurting out, as if the sun was shining brightly, like the light in his eyes that was constantly rising and falling, almost wanting to blind everyone's eyes.

Seeing this, Wen Wanshu's expression was still gentle as water, with a trace of unhurriedness, her hands were raised, and a array flashed in front of Ying Xuan, exuding a burst of weak light, in contrast, like fireflies and the bright moon competing for brilliance, but blocking Fan Yizhuo's offensive.

(Alas, the results are dismal, the number is fixed, but my heart is surging, I haven't asked for a long time, and I ask for subscription and reward recommendation support.) (To be continued.) )