Half an hour later, Zhao Sheng arrived at the edge of the white mist.

This white mist seemed ordinary, but as soon as the divine sense penetrated into it, it was as if it had been swallowed, and no information could be transmitted back at all.

He thought for a while, and suddenly dodged and hid in a recessed ice three miles away, hiding his breath and figure.

A day passed quickly, and Zhao Sheng saw three foundation building monks rushing here one after another, and broke into the white mist without hesitation.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Sheng no longer hesitated, and after doing all kinds of defenses, he plunged headlong into the white mist.

The sky swirled, the white fog in front of him dissipated, and Zhao Sheng suddenly found that in front of him was a stone chamber that had collapsed more than half of it, and there was a mess around it, and the wall was full of half-human-high wild grass next to the pile of rubble.

Ahead, and a little farther to the left and right, was a low hill.

The rolling hills are dotted with a few ruins, and at the end of the line stands a majestic palace.

When I looked up, I saw a large area of dim yellow earth and rocks above.

This place is supposed to be a super-large grotto inside Tianzhu Mountain.

Ancient ruins like this have not appeared in Tianzhu Mountain, it often represents great danger, and it also contains unknown treasures.

Because this kind of super-large area of grottoes, in ancient times, only the existence of Yuanying and above can be allowed to be opened up in Tianzhu Mountain.

Faced with the unknown mysterious ruins, Zhao Sheng did not dare to fly recklessly in the sky, so he simply swept out directly to the ground, and the speed was not slow.

Just walked not far, Zhao Sheng suddenly found that not far ahead, there was a huge pit under the depression, which was a hundred zhang square. It's bare all around. Barren. At first glance, it is by no means a natural occurrence.

After seeing this scene, his heart moved, and he quickly stood at the edge of the pit, looked down carefully, and a trace of surprise flashed on his face.

This deep pit is actually a very neat round pit. The pit was gray, and I don't know how deep the ash had accumulated, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

Zhao Sheng stared at the big pit for a while, revealing a deep groan.

Suddenly, he pinched the trick with both hands, and a hurricane more than ten feet high formed out of thin air in front of him.

Zhao Sheng spat out the word "go", flicked his sleeve robe, and suddenly the hurricane swept the dust inside, whistling towards the center of the big pit.

Where the wind passes. The gravel and dust were all swept up. In a moment, the true face of the stone pit was revealed.

There were stone walls below, and at the bottom of the dark red lava-shaped pit, there were four extremely regular strip-like depressions, and the inside was unusually smooth.

"It's ...... Yes! ”

Zhao Sheng looked at it slightly, and his face suddenly showed a look of horror.

Then, regardless of the danger, he flew into the air at a height of more than ten zhang, and at this time, the true face of the giant pit was completely presented in front of his eyes, and it was a huge fist mark that was lifelike in a radius of hundreds of zhang.

"Could it be that this is the supernatural power of high-level physical cultivation? It's really terrifying! ”

Zhao Sheng thought about it for a long time before he let out a long breath, and his heart suddenly sank.

Then, Zhao Sheng walked slowly around the fist seal stone pit, but he didn't find anything special, so he stopped and looked up at the left.

Well?

Zhao Sheng's pupils shrank, and he saw a two-foot-long "line" flashing in the air three zhang away.

The "line" has existed for a short time, even if Zhao Sheng's Immortal Spirit Vision has been able to open up to twenty times the time flow, it can only vaguely capture a trace of instantaneous traces.

Zhao Sheng was terrified, he had seen this situation in some ancient books, and that "line" was very likely to be the legendary spatial rift.

A spatial rift is a one-dimensional thing, with only length, but no concept of width or height.

It is the sharpest thing in the world, almost indestructible and indestructible, even the True Monarch of the Transformation God does not dare to touch it easily.

"Why is there a spatial rift in the ruins? Could it be that this place is not the Tianzhu Grotto, but a semi-independent cave that was cut from the Tianzhu Mountain? ”

While thinking about it, Zhao Sheng kept looking left and right, and suddenly his figure froze, his eyes stared ahead, his brows furrowed, and his speed slowed down unconsciously.

After flying out for more than 100 zhang, Zhao Sheng stopped, looking at the mid-air a few zhang away, a curved and folded "line" hung in the air.

Underneath the spatial rift, there were two bodies lying on the ground, the corpse was a single person, but a large piece of the chest and abdomen were missing out of thin air.

"Semi-permanent space-time rift?! It's a joke! ”

He pursed his lips and swallowed.

This is a crescent-shaped "thread" about two feet long.

It hung silently in the air, without a trace of aura fluctuations, and even the divine consciousness could not perceive it.

Zhao Shengzai carefully looked at this spatial crack, and his eyes flashed with surprise.

"Let me see how powerful the spatial rift is." Zhao Sheng muttered to himself, and suddenly raised his arm. The void slashed forward.

A Gengjin sword qi shot out from the palm of his hand in an instant, flew to the top of the "line", and then slashed down fiercely.

Everything is silent.

Zhao Sheng's pupils shrank, and as soon as he saw that Gengjin's sword qi had just come into contact with the spatial crack, it disappeared in an instant, as if it had been swallowed out of thin air.

However, the "line" still hung silently in the air, unchanged in the slightest.

After seeing this scene, Zhao Sheng was horrified in his heart, it seemed that the rumor that the spatial crack devoured everything was true.

However, such an obvious spatial crack like this is still easy to dodge.

Zhao Sheng has eyes to see, and other people can also use utensils, and even use living people to make a way to live.

The most dangerous thing is the spatial cracks that flicker and wander around.

He had not yet entered the ruins when he saw two cracks. It shows that there should be a lot of space cracks in this world, and if you are not careful, you will definitely be unlucky.

When Zhao Sheng thought of this, his heart sank, and he couldn't help but be a little more careful.

Tapping the ground under his feet, he carefully rounded the crack and slowly continued to move forward.

At this point, what he didn't know was. Many of the monks who entered the foundation building in front of them were unlucky.

Three days ago, on the other side of the mysterious palace, in a wasteland more than twenty miles away, a thin middle-aged man had just dodged a spatial crack, and then he carefully used his divine sense to confirm that there was no danger, and then identified a direction.

As soon as his figure flashed, he flew out three or four feet away, and was about to leave here, when suddenly a bloody light appeared, and the middle-aged man didn't even let out a scream, and his body instantly broke apart in two.

The two bodies were sandwiched with a thick bloody aura, and the middle-aged man screamed miserably, but in the blink of an eye, he was sucked into the spatial crack.

And this invisible spatial crack, the brilliance flashed, it was fleeting, and it immediately became shadowless and formless. If anyone passes by again, they will not be able to detect its existence.

Back to the present, in the northeast of Zhao Sheng, in a narrow valley separated by more than a dozen mountains, two deacons of the Soul Transformation Sect were carefully moving forward with sweating profusely.

Just now, the few iron corpses that the two of them let out to explore the path were swallowed up by the cracks in the invisible space one after another, which frightened them and made them dare not be careless.

"Senior Brother Ma, Soul Serving Master Ancestor and Senior Brother Nine Bites, they have already entered here half a month ago. Even if there were treasures, they had looted them. We might as well stay put! A pig-kidney-faced immortal cultivator cautiously suggested.

"Hmph, since that's the case, why are they trapped here and can't get out?

After that, we deliberately released the news, and sneaked in in troubled waters, and spent so much effort before and after, and why?

This place looks like a fallen cave, and that palace must contain countless treasures and inheritances. If we don't go in, we won't be robbed of the opportunity by others. It is necessary to know that since ancient times, immortality has been sought in danger! With the qualifications of you and me, if you don't seize such a great opportunity, there is not even a trace of hope of advancing to the Golden Pill. Are you willing to sit and die after a few decades? The thick-eyed man next to him looked at his junior brother with a cold face.

"Senior brother, if that's the case, why don't you release the bronze armored corpse to explore the way! It's a pity, but it's better than our lives. After hesitating for a moment, the pig-kidney-faced immortal cultivator said.

"Alright! That's all there is to it, I-"

However, before I could finish my words, my voice stopped abruptly.

In the frightened eyes of the junior brother, the thick-eyebrow man was like fragile glass at this time, and there were suddenly dozens of net-like thin lines all over his body, and countless small blood bursts out from the cracks, but in the blink of an eye, even the corpse was bloody, and disappeared without a trace.

The blood-colored brilliance flashed, and dozens of invisible spatial cracks that were connected together were fleeting.

"Brother!" Only then did the pig-kidney-faced junior brother shout out in horror.

The dignified foundation building monk didn't even react at all, and was killed by the spatial crack.

In fact, there are not too many unlucky cases like Senior Brother Ma, and there are only seven or eight cases in half a month, but all of them are dead without exception.

Zhao Sheng didn't know what happened to other people, but in this dangerous unknown world, he was naturally cautious every step of the way.

However, at this time, his face was relaxed, and around his body, there were as many as thirty-two golden sword lights, flying freely up and down, left and right like a fish.

This is the method he came up with in order to discover the spatial rift in advance.

The road was desolate and dead, and the items in the ruins were rotten, as if time had been unusually long.

As he got closer and closer to the palace, Zhao Sheng suddenly discovered a very terrifying question.

The free aura in the air quickly decreased, and his own spiritual power unexpectedly escaped quickly.

The Gengjin sword light that was released from the outside was also affected by some strange and inexplicable factor, shrinking and fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

All this is like a monster in the air that is devouring spiritual energy.

No

It should be extracted!

Zhao Sheng's gaze turned to the majestic palace, his eyes flashing with hesitation and inquiry.

After thinking about it for a moment, he finally decided to move on.

Since he came, but didn't investigate, how could Zhao Sheng be willing.

In a flash, a faint silver light quickly emerged from his skin, and the muscles, bones, flesh and blood in his body also emitted four kinds of treasure light: gold, blue, black, and blue.

As soon as the immortal golden body was activated, Zhao Sheng was immediately pleasantly surprised to notice that the speed of his spiritual power escaping had greatly decreased.

"It worked!"

His confidence suddenly increased, and he quietly approached the palace more firmly.

As he got closer and closer to the palace, Zhao Sheng's line of sight began to see other foundation building monks.

Like Zhao Sheng, they looked at each other with indifferent expressions, but they didn't choose to do anything, just hurried silently

After a cup of tea, Zhao Sheng could clearly hear the faint roar in the palace, and he knew that there were many immortal cultivators there, struggling to break some prohibitions, or maybe there was a big scuffle there.

In the line of sight, a foundation building body cultivator wearing half-length red armor rushed into the palace first.

Then, another black-clad masked man with a golden bowl followed.

However, Zhao Sheng did not immediately fly forward, but shifted his gaze to a dilapidated stone tablet that had collapsed to the ground not far away.

This monument is about one zhang long and about eight feet wide, almost thick. No matter how you look at it, it looks like it's just an ordinary bluestone stele, dusty and dusty, without a trace of aura, and it can't even be compared to the most inferior refining equipment.

Therefore, when other immortal cultivators passed by it, they just glanced at it, and then they crossed it without stopping and flew up the mountain.

Zhao Sheng walked to the stone tablet and carefully identified the runes on it.

"*Qing*Yang.!"

Zhao Sheng tried his best to identify it, but unfortunately the stone tablet was seriously damaged, and in the end, he only barely recognized two words, and the rest was all destroyed.

No wonder others just glanced at it and left, but the words on the stele were not only incomplete, but also written in Taiyi Lingwen.

Even in this era, there are very few immortal cultivators in the immortal cultivation world who can understand Taiyi Lingwen.

If you go back to the unknown era when the ruins were not destroyed, the number of immortal cultivators who can understand it will be even rarer.

Zhao Sheng pondered the meaning of the word "Qingyang" in his heart, grabbed the stone tablet casually, and lifted it up with his right hand.

"Huh? It's so heavy! ”

He has infinite strength, his shoulders can resist mountains, and he didn't even hold a stone tablet.

Zhao Sheng didn't believe in evil, grabbed both sides of the stone tablet with both hands, wrestled with his arms, and his feet sank deep into the ground.

The stele trembled violently, and countless cracks cracked in the ground nearby.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the stele was finally pulled out alive,

Feeling the heaviness in his hands, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but jump his eyebrows.

This stele looks only half a person tall, but it weighs at least 50,000 catties.

Zhao Sheng was about to lift the monument so that it could be put into a storage bag.

But at this moment, something happened suddenly.

The seemingly ordinary bluestone stele suddenly hummed, and then released ten thousand rays of light.

Almost at the same time, Zhao Sheng suddenly felt a sinking in his hands, and his hands could no longer imprison this monument.

After a "boom", it fell back to its original place, as if a big mountain had fallen to the ground, and it smashed out a pit in the boss.

Zhao Sheng's ears were buzzing, and at this time, there was a sudden clattering sound from inside the stone stele.

"Hey, what is this? Could it be that he was shocked, and his eyes suddenly narrowed.

I saw that there were countless irregular cracks on the surface of the stele, and at this moment, countless soft rays of light burst out from some deep cracks.

(End of chapter)