"Isn't one enough?" Bai Meng frowned, threw out two more, and looked a little distressed.

This killing array is a corner of the killing array in his Templar Temple, as long as the divine power is enough, it can even touch a few times with a half-step power.

However, the materials are not simple, they are all rare spiritual objects, which consume a lot and belong to disposable products.

Bai Meng didn't stand still, the jade muscle suddenly lit up with divine lines, and the strong breath of life burst out, and the vision stretched out, constantly attracting gray mist to gather and kill.

The life spring was cold, the rich cyan fairy light surged, and a steady stream of divine power gathered to kill the array,

Finally, a quarter of an hour later, all the gray threads were much darker and lighter, and they no longer posed a threat to him.

Bai Meng put away the killing array, hid the sea of divine consciousness, and was ready to sacrifice at any time, bathing in fairy light all over his body, exuding a radiant luster, like a god in the dust, strolling into the gloomy portal.

Inside the portal, there was a long, dark corridor, and the stone walls on both sides seemed to have imprints, but unfortunately they were too old and seemed to be missing and broken.

Bai Meng carefully analyzed, carefully restored, and speculated about what happened here in the past.

As the old saint king guessed, this is a quasi-emperor who defies the sky, and it is the three-eyed six-winged angel on the mural!

On the fresco, the angel is sprinkled with the light of holiness and hope in an ancient star, and countless creatures have set up altars to worship him, including monks, mortals, and the legendary primeval ancient people.

The living beings sacrifice to the angels, the angels sprinkle the holy light, the light envelops the world, and the cultivation method is passed down for the world, so that the ignorant beings can embark on the path of cultivation, everything is so beautiful.

The stone carving stayed at this moment, Bai Meng caressed gently, his eyes were peaceful and gentle, and the six-winged and three-eyed angel on the carved picture seemed to be really a god, and his gaze was always so gentle and kind.

Jumping over the blurred carved picture in the middle, Bai Meng deduced backwards, but it was very different from the previous one.

Blood dried up the earth, bones scattered everywhere of the ancient star, ashes and smoke spreading.

This is an evil god, the angel is gone, and only the evil god who resembles an angel remains, the only difference is that there is no third eye in the center of the angel's eyebrows.

The evil god swallowed one ancient star creature after another, and the creature turned into colored light, and Ruicai was sucked in by him, but he was still not satisfied.

He began to hunt, the hunt of a quasi-emperor, and the entire starry sky was reduced to a slaughterhouse, and at this time, even the forbidden area of the legend in the Ten Thousand Souls was not terrifying.

Finally, the evil god came to an ancient star field, it is magnificent, eternal vicissitudes, and the immortal emperor is enough to deter all living beings!

The evil god is not afraid, his divine power that overpowers the universe, and his incomparable demonic nature, even several quasi-emperors do not want to stop a madman who is dying.

But the evil god was defeated, and a sea-blue unicorn, crystal clear blue jade coral-like horns, and clear gem eyes like a plateau lake appeared like a savior, defeating the evil god with a devastating force.

Then, the mural carving disappeared, Bai Meng frowned, the evil god may have chosen this piece of "Qilin Blood" because of his hatred and fear of the Qilin, and laid out amazing means to become a Qilin evil god!

However, the vicissitudes of life, the past is all in smoke, and the evil god's plan is doomed to fail when it is shattered in the secret realm, but the back hand he left behind still gave birth to a lot of evil spirits.

"Alas, is it the years that do not forgive? Or do people not spare the years? ”

Bai Meng was silent for a long time, and with some guesses, he thought of the forbidden area and the afterlife.

He strolled to the end, a stone palace stood on several formations, as high as a hundred zhang, exuding wisps of quasi-emperor aura, like a wild beast lying horizontally, magnificent, magnificent!

And in the eight directions of the stone palace, under the shadow of the shadows, there are eight huge coffins on display.

The coffin was mottled with ancient lacquer, and after too much time, even the wood on the surface was rotted and peeled off.

"This is most likely the opponent killed by the evil god in the past, refined into corpse soldiers, and let them guard this stone palace!"

The incomparable quasi-imperial power overwhelmed everything, Bai Meng's body shook greatly, even if he hadn't entered yet, he also felt a huge pressure, the three killing arrays were sacrificed, the sage's killing intent and the residual imperial power impacted, the surrounding stones and trees were crushed and dusted, and the void was hit and drew cracks one after another.

The corners of Bai Meng's mouth were bleeding, the divine power of his whole body was almost imprisoned, and his body was overflowing with a trace of blood mist, which was absorbed by the black soil.

The quasi-emperor cannot be humiliated! Even the deceased quasi-emperor is not a small Dao Palace monk, holding a saint to kill the array, visible!

The quasi-emperor killing array slowly activated, the faint golden light turned into countless light rains, and the three incomplete killing arrays turned into powder in a bang.

Bai Meng was frightened, and with the group of words, he saw that several formation patterns began to turn back and forth, and a golden striped divine chain pulled Bai Meng's limbs and pulled it towards the big array.

Bai Meng smiled bitterly, it was the first time he felt so powerless, this was a huge gap in the realm, it was he who was careless, he could make a quasi-emperor stone palace that a holy king was jealous of, even if the power dissipated, how could he enter it now?

It seemed to feel the powerlessness of Bai Meng, and the mini plant that had never moved in the sea of bitterness suddenly moved.

A luminous condensation, exuding an increasingly condensed aura, the void trembled, and the bright light became more abundant, intimidating, as if there was a white flame burning, making the stone palace dazzling, like an amazing existence about to be revived.

Bai Meng's eyes widened, poof, and he didn't blink.

The miniature plant became incomparably huge, hundreds of zhang in an instant, the crystal bark was brilliant and gorgeous, it was crystal clear, like a jade tree carved from mutton fat jade, magnificent, and a wisp of divine light continued to overflow from the branches, making it look more ethereal and sacred.

It seems that after the last transformation, the divine lines on each branch and leaf are all over, faintly with the roar of fairy beasts, the flying of fairy birds, and the sound of singing praises.

But what can't be ignored is the earth-shattering immortal power that erupted from the small tree, an inexplicable fluctuation diffused from the body of the tree, with the potential to suppress the Eight Desolations and Six Together, sweeping the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

The secret realm world rumbled continuously, the heavens and the earth were shaking, the chaotic qi was surging, the world seemed to be about to collapse, and all the sermons everywhere were instantly wiped out.

Until the five realms of the secret realm emitted a magnificent divine light, the Immortal Emperor's Void Array resounded and hummed, resisting everything and not spreading to the outside world.

Even if it was fleeting, in the Middle Domain of the Azure Secret Realm, at that moment, all the people who were fighting for the remnants of the Demon Ancestor were shocked and powerless to stop it.

Only a bronze fragment in Wan Qing's body emitted a faint blue light, barely resisting.

Suddenly, a gentle wind blew in the stone palace, and the small trees swayed, as if they were stroking their own children.

Shigong Heaven and Earth couldn't bear the gentleness and gentleness, and the eight wooden coffins turned into flying ashes. What formations, what killing arrays, what stone palaces, what evil gods' back hands, all shattered into immeasurable light rain, washing ten directions, drifting with the wind.

The Heaven and Earth of the Stone Palace broke open on its own, and the aura of Heaven and Earth hung down like a strip of silk, and seeped into the Lord's ground in wisps.

In an instant, the gods and ghosts cried, the River Styx dried up, and all the ominous yin turned into fertilizer for the earth's rebirth, nourishing this fertile soil.

The desert is a thing of the past, and the green plains are in the world.

Xiao Zhu ignored the western part of the secret realm, all the unknown backhands that fell or were left behind, and created miracles in the secret realm arranged by the Great Emperor Ancient Emperor.

The little tree seemed to feel that he had completed his task, and hundreds of millions of rays of divine light fell, and the three-color streamer slashed, once again poking into the bitter sea of white dreams.