Before he sat down, he used the divine materials he possessed to refine his own sitting temple, and his own flesh and blood turned into a small world, leaving countless Xianyu Divine Palaces.

One of the most important scrolls left behind is divided into three volumes, the first of which is the scripture "The Sacred Scroll of Longevity" by the Holy King Yao Ne, which contains the spiritual insights of that saint.

The second volume is a miscellaneous notebook of the saint, which the two of them have read through and obtained some very ancient information.

Among them, there are many experiences of this ancient saint king, and the most important point is about a certain chance in the western part of the Azure Secret Realm!

Before his death, King Yao Ne suspected that he had something to do with the attack and murder, and placed it in Book 3.

According to his guess, that chance may have something to do with the quasi-emperor!

This is also the reason why Bai Meng let Wan Qing not mind.

Even if Bai Meng saw it again, his pupils shrank, Emperor! Like the ancient emperors, a wisp of imperial power collapsed the eternal years, and a divine thought suppressed the ancient and modern future!

Even if the quasi-emperor has brought an emperor character after all, once their relics are discovered, it will be a major event that pierces the sky, even if it is an extreme force, they will also hold the ancestral weapon imperial soldiers to pursue it.

Not to mention anything else, the quasi-emperor scriptures and quasi-emperor soldiers alone can last for tens of thousands of years!

The third volume of the ancient scroll is painted with many notches, which are not very clear, and it can be seen that they are drawn by hand, and these notches have to be opened by the eyes of the gods and can only be seen with all their divine power.

He studied it carefully, and together they were a huge map of the labyrinth, which itself might be the key to the labyrinth.

A lot of information can be obtained from it, this labyrinth, encapsulated in a terrifying terrain, this terrain is very extraordinary, if you are familiar with the source arts, you will find that this terrain is very exquisite.

The topography in the picture can be described as mysterious and mysterious, as if a unicorn is crawling in the leylines, no wonder it can change its direction from time to time.

According to the Holy King, this terrain is a Jedi, which the primeval called "the blood of the unicorn".

There is a peerless killing machine in it, in addition to guarding itself and preserving the gods, it can also contain vitality, used to bury one's own body, and dissect the body into an immortal, which is extremely weird.

This is also the reason why the Holy King of Yao Ne was afraid of not going, but he didn't expect that even if he didn't go, he would die because of it in the end.

Bai Meng leaned against the stone wall, put away the ancient scroll, and pondered, you must know that the Azure Secret Realm has been shattered once, although it is the largest fragment at the moment, but it has almost completely changed the terrain in the past.

It is also extremely difficult to follow what the ancient saints said.

And at the moment, there are only Dao Palace monks, and when they encounter invincible monsters, they are really sheep into the wolves, and they are looking for their own death!

It seems that you have to be prepared. Bai Meng muttered.

A few days later, in the western part of the secret realm, under the scorching sun, the golden Gobi Desert seemed to be roasting on the stove, and the scorching heat wave swept every inch of the land, making people breathless.

Bai Meng can see many people flying towards the central area in the past few days, and there are also people like him, who think that his temple is small and can't hold the opportunity of the demon god flower.

According to the words of the sage on the ancient scroll, Bai Meng wandered around this desert alone for several days, but there seemed to be no end to it except sand and sand.

Earlier, he could still see human figures, but after thousands of miles of trekking, there was no one left, and according to the monks he interrogated, there was a Jedi in the center of the desert, and there was not one person who entered it, and even if he survived, he would forget what happened.

Originally, Ji Ling, the heir of the Ji family, planned to explore not long ago, but later went to the central area to prevent the demon clan from obtaining the demon god flower.

Bai Meng decided to explore deeply, of course, he also had confidence.

In the sea of suffering, the two masters finally completed their transformation a few days ago, the miniature plant shook slightly, and the indescribable Dao rhyme fluctuated faintly, lightly shaking the sea of knowledge of Bai Meng.

"Huh?!" Bai Meng stopped, his brows furrowed.

"No, even in the depths of the desert, it shouldn't be so quiet."

Bai Meng pinched the magic trick, his hand knotted the divine pattern, and whistled softly, as if he had lifted the thick fog, and in a trance, he seemed to see endless undead wailing, and shadows came to his face.

He was shocked that he was unconsciously confused, but then he was even more convinced that there must be a fate here.

According to the fragmented memories in the mind, this is called the "protagonist effect".

Bai Meng's body was full of qi and blood, fluorescent overlay, the divine light was bright, the glow was ten thousand ways, and the Ruicai was thousands, reciting the scriptures in the main chapter of the Dumeng Heavenly Scripture to ward off evil spirits (although he always felt weird), spitting golden lotus, and a peaceful and serene breath came out of the body.

"Akujikulu, Akujikulu, the demons and monsters are leaving, the demons and monsters are leaving..."

The shadow of the undead disappeared, and Bai Meng looked at the ground in front of him again, and what was above the earth was not sand, but white and shining bone powder!

The corpses of countless creatures decayed and fell here, forming bone meal.

The scorching sun couldn't dispel the coldness in Bai Meng's heart, it was the first time he had seen such a terrifying scene, and the yin qi in the Stygian Mountain had not made him so panicked before.

"The unicorn is tormented, and the blood is exhausted." Even Bai Meng, who doesn't understand the terrain, can feel the evil here.

Yin to the end is for yang, the unicorn is tormented, dripping blood and dying, to yin to yang, and here has been reversed yin into yang.

However, this happens to be consistent with what is recorded in the ancient saints, because the terrain has been destroyed, and the source of the Qilin blood has been cut off, and it has been transformed into the Qilin Torment, which has reduced the difficulty by more than a notch.

Bai Meng continued to move forward, and along the way, his mood was extremely tense, and finally he directly sacrificed the white jade fairy mirror, and the fairy mirror was pleasant to the ear and dispelled the yin. But the rest of the itinerary, like the rest of the place, is not uncomplicated.

The sun was shining, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and nothing unusual happened.

The more this is the case, the more cautious Bai Meng becomes, he silently recites the scriptures to ward off evil spirits, keeps the Shentai clear, and the Yuan Shen canopy exudes a bright divine light, exploring the secrets of this place.

Following the instructions of the ancient scrolls, Bai Meng finally came to a wasteland.

There is no feng shui terrain around, and there is no dangerous place for any formation, so it looks unremarkable.

But the inscription on the scroll shimmered slightly, telling him that this was indeed the place.

"Time buries everything, but... Bai Meng's eyes were shining, the moon-white divine light was crossing, and the inexplicable Xuanwen swam out of Bai Meng's eyes, his divine power was shining, looking for some traces.

For a long time, Bai Meng's eyes stayed on a black stone covered with dents, revealing a smile.

"Hulahu~~"

The carving of the third volume of the ancient scroll is like a fish swimming in a lake, Bai Meng retreated, his hands pinched out a mysterious impression, and the road marks were inlaid.

In an instant, a black gas came out from the ground, pitch black as ink, cold and cold, as if there were countless souls entangled together to form a black unicorn, the unicorn cried and wailed, endlessly.

The white jade immortal mirror hummed, the holy immortal light swept over, and the yin qi dissipated, revealing a dark and black ancient cave, unfathomable.