WC, don't talk about martial arts, Bai Meng scolded in his heart, and his movements under his feet are not slow.

A divine light avenue appeared under his feet, leading to the divine platform, and was directly spread above the divine platform.

"Move me!" Bai Meng roared, pulling the divine chain, the void trembled slightly, the temple building had begun to collapse, and the stone Ula Ula fell.

"Ling!!" The fairy mirror was suspended in the air, Yingying Xianhong cut through the air, buzzing and roaring, the fairy mirror consumed most of the attacks, and with a bang, it was shot away by the blood-colored divine spear.

"Bang"

More attacking Dao techniques struck again, Bai Meng's eyes were ruthless, the star abyss appeared in the eternal night, thousands of stars, one after another Ruicai fell, and the deep abyss was accompanied by terrifying suction, pulling all attacks together.

Everyone was shocked, realizing that Bai Meng was going to hit the god platform directly, I was afraid that something big would happen, and they all gathered their strength, but it was too late!

"Knock~~~"

The pitch-black Dao Platform was bombarded by the Star Abyss, and the heavy Pitch Black Dao Platform was full of divine light, and one after another Ruicai rune light flowed, and the prohibition collided with the Star Abyss, distorting the space.

At this moment, all the people who were about to rush to the front were frozen, and it was almost impossible to move a single step, and many holy sons were restrained.

Ji Ling was forced out of the void and fixed at a distance of five zhang from the Dao Platform, and the extreme speed of the Tianpengzi clan was useless, and he was like a quagmire.

Even the white dream in the sky is also in his heart, the ancient emperor, even if it is a daodao, its majesty is inviolable!

Bai Meng looked up to the sky and roared, the moonlight divine coffin almost shot out his starry eyes, Daohua Shenhui fell from the fairy mirror, and the canopy fluorescent flickered, all of them confronted the Daotai Shenwei.

Even many latecomer monks are like this, as if they are trapped in an inexplicable gravitational force field, unable to use their divine power.

"Crush me!" Bai Meng yelled. The chain of stars and gods was broken, sweeping in all directions, and the saints who had been active through the secret method struck again, but it was almost useless, and the long night of the star abyss, like a giant mouth of the abyss, devoured all the divine radiance!

"Click" A crisp and pleasant sound sounded in everyone's ears, and the prohibition of the god platform was shattered!!

"Buzz!!"

The golden divine pattern turned into an immeasurable rain of light, each with inexplicable divine power, mysterious and gorgeous, and it seemed that something terrible existence had been revived.

"Ugh."

A long sigh, which seemed to come from thousands of years ago, was terrifying, and the hairs stood on end.

"Isn't Emperor Xi dead?"

"It's impossible, the Ancient Emperor will also perish, even the invincible Void Emperor of my ancestor has disappeared for tens of thousands of years!" Ji Ling's face was solemn and said in a deep voice.

The black god platform floated into the air, turning into a mysterious pattern, surrounded by countless sacrificial god notes, and gradually, the black god platform actually dissipated and merged into the crumbling Shenque Hall!

In the space of the temple, the faint sound of chanting sounded, and a phantom figure of the Venerable Master who was a human being and a dragon looked like a dragon seemed to be about to be revealed, and the phantom shadow was haunted by the sound of sacrifices.

His left hand seemed to hold up the sun, moon and stars, Zhou Tian was immortal, and his right palm seemed to have mastered the principles of heaven and earth, the origin of the Great Dao.

"Emperor Xi! Has the Emperor of the Ancients reappeared in the world? Someone shouted in shock.

Some people also think of the entire Blood City Yin Spirit, their bodies are cold, and their hearts are palpitating.

"No, this is the imprint of the past, it should be the traces of the Xihuang years in the Blood City!"

Many of the Holy Son characters felt that the phantom would soon have no ancient emperor's might, and they frowned secretly, and quickly deduced it.

Sure enough, after a sigh, the phantom quickly dissipated, and just as everyone thought it was a false alarm, suddenly the hall buzzed, like the heavenly sword sharpening the fairy sound, and like the thunder god's angry roar, as if some great taboo had been opened.

The brilliant glow shone brightly, and this empty blood-colored ancient hall was dyed with colors, and an unclear figure condensed again in that round of brilliant divine glow.

It was a snake-tailed man, even if it was very vague, there was a supreme demeanor, the majesty that looked at the world and overlooked the eternals collapsed the years, and the wordless fluctuations made people awe-inspiring, and they couldn't help but bow their heads and worship.

Emperor Xi's Dao Shadow stared at all beings, and the emperor's eyes were cold, cold and ruthless.

"Those who pass the trial can get the inheritance!"

Emperor Xi's voice is the voice of the Great Dao, directly communicating with the soul at the level of the law, so that Bai Meng can't hear the specific timbre, only feels solemn and majestic, like a heavenly judgment.

Suddenly, countless rainbow lights flew above each monk, and Bai Meng and the others all felt a sinking, and they entered a colorful space.

It was a place of silence, Bai Meng stood alone on a vast platform, the four heavens were covered with suspended meteorites, and the array patterns glowed on the edge of the extremely high sky, they seemed to be isolated from the world.

"Is it actually an ancient battlefield, which was refined in the formation pattern and derived from the secret method of the Dao pattern." Bai Meng was quite touched when he saw these stars and the platform under his feet.

"This is the ancient emperor's divine might, just this, I'm afraid it can also make an extreme force grow a lot."

"However, if the Blood City was encircled and the core of the Blood City was shattered, this battlefield would probably only be the tip of the year, and the blood-colored bones from the outside world would most likely overflow from this place."

Although Bai Meng is not very familiar with this place, he has also mentioned a similar battlefield in the miscellaneous talk of Du Meng, that is, the Tianzun battlefield, which is the place where the mythical Tianzun battle is discussed, but the details are still slightly different.

The white jade immortal mirror hung in the air, and the slightest trace of Shenhua Shenghui fell down, like a galaxy of nine heavens, surrounding Bai Meng's body, floating above his head.

"However, this battlefield is actually related to the Spatial Dao Rules, if it can refine a corner, I am afraid it will be a great spatial secret weapon!"

Bai Meng had already penetrated the use of word composition secrets into the bone marrow, and slightly perceptually perceived the folding of countless formations, dividing this battlefield into countless subtle spaces, and his location was only one of them.

Bai Meng looked forward, a Shenluan skeleton was hanging in the air, tens of thousands of meters long, the jade bones were crystal silver white, exuding boundless ruiqi, actually making this boundless void give birth to golden lotus and fairy orchid, from time to time there was the chirping of the divine phoenix and the heavenly phoenix, this kind of vision was very amazing.

The crimson divine egg in Bai Meng's body had been shaking non-stop for a long time, faintly conveying urgency to Bai Meng.

"Big Silver, I'...... ........." A young and cowardly divine thought intermittently transmitted to Bai Meng's soul, making Bai Meng stunned for a moment, and almost screamed.

"What the hell is this, the fairy gold has become a refinement!"

"I didn't ...... Becoming a ......... Is it a ......... Spirited. The immature child's voice corrected Bai Meng's slip of the tongue very seriously, and once again conveyed her urgency to Bai Meng, as if she couldn't resist, and fell into a deep sleep again.

"Ah, you make it clear, what has become a spirit? Alas, I have toiled for my life. Bai Meng complained.

But in fact, he himself coveted this skeleton very much, the ancient god Luan, it had already been extinct in the ancient era, not to mention feeling the breath of this god luan, the lowest was not weaker than the level of the Yao Nie Holy King, the killing machine on the skeleton seemed to have been wiped out, leaving pure life essence, and maybe the inheritance of the Shenluan clan!