"Ancestor, do you want me to go in and have a look?" Qiandaoliu looked at the black fog in the distance vigilantly, flew to Qianzhongling's side and asked in a low voice.

"No, just ask the main messenger over there." Qian Chongling glanced at Tang San, who had been restrained by Zhan Fenghua.

Can't ask, doesn't exist.

It's just going to be stupid.

There's no need to send people inside, who knows what's inside.

Theoretically, there is nothing on the continent that can threaten the existence of god-level powerhouses, but who knows?

There is no existence on the continent that can be immune to the spiritual power exploration of god-level powerhouses, isn't it happening now?

"No need to ask, it's already started."

Hearing Di Tian's voice, Qiandao turned his head to look at it.

The black fog is shrinking.

Until only the holy mountain of the Martial Spirit Hall that they were extremely familiar with, but very unfamiliar, was left.

The mountain is still the same mountain, and the buildings on it can be seen clearly by a group of people.

The Pope's Hall on the mountainside, the Douluo Hall on the top of the mountain, and several buildings excavated and built inside the holy mountain at the foot of the mountain.

But these buildings, which were originally based on the aesthetics of the Wuhun Palace, were mostly golden, and they all became extremely dark.

If it weren't for the people who were now staring at the holy mountain in the air, they were all titled powerhouses with not weak eyesight, and probably wouldn't have found the black buildings that were almost integrated with the black peaks.

"Is this the so-called Evil Soul Master's Rebellion under the Pope's crown?" A soul saint can't fly, even if this soul saint is actually about the same as a titled powerhouse in terms of status. So Ning Fengzhi asked this sentence while standing on a piece of ice.

From the means of Shattered Yue Douluo.

If you really want to throw the ontological sect master on the bright side below, it will be too ugly.

After all, many juniors from the Martial Spirit Hall and Camelot stretched out a pair of light wings and flew in the air.

And when Ning Fengzhi said this, he didn't look at anyone in the Martial Spirit Palace, but instead looked at Tang San who was caught in Zhan Fenghua's hand with a smile on his face.

Tang San's current physical condition was not very good, there were blue scales on his face, here and there, highlighting an uneven one.

Like a live fish being scaled off, it is carried in the hands of others.

But his mental state is very good, obviously he is now bound by Zhan Fenghua with iron chains, and Ti Xi is floating in the air with the wind, but the corners of his mouth pull out a confident smile.

Or rather, not self-confidence, but looking down.

It's contempt.

His usual arrogant eyes, which are hidden in his eyes and think he are well hidden, but have been repeatedly criticized, are really no longer hidden.

He really didn't look down on anyone on the scene, and his eyes seemed to say, you are all dead, all waste, all losers......

This overlook is very unpleasant.

But no one said anything, but he who knew the inside knew very well that this man's virtue was like this.

In the first life, people confidently looked down on anyone, otherwise there would be no such thing as stealing secrets.

If you don't have the arrogance above the top, you will do this?

How could he be sure that he could make a so-called secret weapon that had not been made in hundreds of years?

In the second life of the Douluo Continent, he looked down on anyone.

He doesn't look down on anyone in the Holy Soul Village, Tang Hao doesn't have to interact with any villagers, his previous experience and identity are there, and it would be too embarrassing for him to have a low body to intersect.

A kid who thinks he's a blacksmith kid doesn't have any dealings with the villagers......

People subconsciously didn't see themselves as the sons of the so-called blacksmiths, and they didn't think that their lives would have much to do with this group of villagers.

Not to mention that when people first learned about the existence of soul masters, they didn't look down on any soul masters at all.

And when he learned of the specific existence of the soul master, he looked down on anyone with the so-called innate soul power and twin martial souls.

It's easier to prove the point, he can't afford to lose.

In a tie, you can doubt life, and people subconsciously should be the first and invincible.

This mentality became more and more aggravated with the adventures that followed, until he became a god.

Not to mention in this life, the Supreme God King can look down on ordinary people?

It doesn't matter if you don't know what's going on, your experience and mentality are there, and you can't be angry with a single look.

Therefore, Ning Fengzhi still looked at Tang San with that elegant and easy-going expression, until he saw that anger began to appear on Tang San's own face.

Amazement, fear, inexplicable ......

These expressions, these people don't have them.

The people who looked at him still didn't have any emotions in their eyes.

Nameless Fire, that's probably how it got up.

More people, in fact, didn't bother to look at him, they were all looking at the dark peaks.

No one approached the heart-warming sacred mountain, and the terrible screams continued.

Everyone can see that the changes are not over.

The changes really didn't end, and all of a sudden, the screaming stopped.

A reflection appeared in the sky.

——The reflection of the sacred mountain belonging to the Wuhun Temple.

With the tip of the mountain facing down and the foot of the mountain as the top, as if taking the Douluo Hall of the Holy Mountain as the boundary, a mirror appeared, imprinting the entire holy mountain upside down in the air.

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It's not just a reflection, although the holy mountain is dark, it's only dark, in essence it's still a mountain.

This is not the case with the slightly illusory reflection, which is more of a tower than a mountain.

Upside-down tower.

The tower, which is made of white bones as a building material, is decorated with human skin and flesh, and it is still dripping with blood that violates human cognition and the laws of physics.

Blood dripped higher into the air.

As the sky was spread red, the spire began to merge with the mountain tip, one step at a time.

The mountains began to twist, and so did the towers.

"It turns out that it is not hidden underground, nor in a special space, but in the reflection of the spirit.

"No wonder we can't find it."

Gu Yuena was amazed, and said, how can there be any space that can be hidden in front of a first-level god.

There should be no such sect in the mortal world, if the Xuantian Sect had this level ten thousand years ago, how could there be any Star Dou Great Forest, and what angel gods.

"But you have to say that this level is still not quite like what an ordinary mortal sect can do."

Qian Ning Frost looked at the Holy Mountain and responded to Gu Yuena.

What spiritual soul might a mountain have?

But the Xuantian Sect got it for you, and threw all the most important things into this spiritual realm.

Moreover, the dense artillery fire just now couldn't hurt this thing in the slightest, what is the difference between it and God?

Even, many god-level people can't actually do this level.

"Alright, here's the big one."

The merge was very fast, and the mountain and the tower had become completely one, replaced by a monster.

A shapeless, fluid-like monster.

It was a little higher than the Holy Mountain of the Martial Spirit Temple, and a black liquid flowed from the top to the foot of the mountain.

The black liquid never volatile, just flows on the surface of the monster's body.

The smell of blood and rotting corpses spread throughout the neighborhood.

At the same time, there is also the negative aura that has been hanging around the sacred mountain from the beginning.

"What kind of dungeon is this, isn't it just a creature?"

Gu Ningqiu complained.

The monster began to move.