Chapter 1367: The Mask of Ancient Breath

As this light rose, the light of the cloud seal filled the passage, illuminating the entire passage.

Serenity, peace and tranquility...... The light shone in the void, but in the deepest part of the passage, an extremely tyrannical force, like an invisible beast, awaited the arrival of the Terrans.

The old man did not stop, and led the group along the dark passageway.

Da, da, da......

No one spoke, and for a moment, except for the faint sound of gasps, only the sound of heavy footsteps remained.

After a while, the front suddenly became open, and at the end of the passage, there was an underground temple.

The hall is very spacious, and the walls are covered with dried merman corpses, illuminating the hall as if it were daylight.

The floor of this hall has been specially polished to look like a square.

And at the back of this clearing, there is a long staircase.

At the top of the stairs is a high platform with a simple shape and black flames burning on it.

In the flames, a mask that exudes an ancient aura floats in the flames, like a flat boat, undulating with the waves.

This mask was distorted, like a ghost, and there was a violent murderous aura all over its body, and this murderous aura was like a wave of anger, pouring down from the high platform, filling the entire hall, and even spreading to the corridor.

In a glimpse of the sky, he seemed to see a blood-colored shadow, connected to the mask, but when he looked closely, he felt that there was something wrong with his eyes.

The village chief walked to the emperor's steps, bowed his head, and whispered: "Compete with the sky, I don't need to wear armor!" ”

With his voice, the black flames on the altar suddenly froze.

In the next second, the flames suddenly skyrocketed!

Black rushed out, flooding the entire platform in the blink of an eye, flowing down the steps, illuminating the hall in a dim light.

The old man in Mai had no wind and was automatic, and his expression was indifferent.

In the blink of an eye, the black streamer stopped three steps in front of him.

The black flames were like a torrent, pushing the grimace down the steps and falling on the old man's body.

He raised his hand, took off the mask in the black flames, and then looked at a Mahayana powerhouse led by him, "Rui, come here." ”

The Mahayana, who was called "moment", immediately took a step and saluted: "Village chief." ”

The old man in black stretched out his hand and put the mask on his face.

When the mask was attached to his face, the violent aura on his body was like a drop of water, which melted into his body.

At the same time, strange and beautiful patterns also appeared on the mask.

These patterns are colorful and beautiful, extending from the mask like seaweed in the deep sea, swaying slowly.

The cold, dark, chaotic, and evil aura slowly seeped out.

"Next."

In other words, in the black flames, there is an identical mask!

The second Mahayana monk also came over, and after bowing to him, he brought the grimace to his face.

Like Senior Brother Ji, a strange and cold pattern also appeared on his face, and this time, something like silk threads stretched out of that pattern, sticking to the air.

His momentum also became cold and chaotic.

This was followed by the third Mahayana monk and the fourth Mahayana monk.

It didn't take long for the "empty haze" to arrive.

"Empty Hazy" took a step forward, only to see that the old woman took out a new mask from the black flame, and was about to put it on her face, but "Empty Hazy" suddenly spoke: "Elder, what is the purpose of this thing?" ”

"You won't get lost in this mess."

As he spoke, he had put the mask of "Empty" on the face of "Empty", and a chill hit, and then, the coldness and touch were completely gone.

"Sora" only felt as if she was not wearing anything, and the moment she touched her skin, it completely disappeared.

However, she felt a mysterious feeling.

I just feel that my whole body is like an ice cave, and my soul and body are unprecedentedly clear.

The old man withdrew his gaze and landed on the human behind her: "Next." ”

The "empty haze" immediately flashed to the side and walked towards the masked Mahayana real person.

Soon, the entire human race, whether it was an immortal cultivator or an ordinary person, had a hideous and terrifying mask on their faces.

These ordinary people wore masks, just like other immortal cultivators, and their faces were also covered with a layer of strange patterns, like some kind of poison, and various claws, tentacles, and eyes grew from their faces...... The temperament of the whole person has also become gloomy.

The remaining half of the merman's dried corpses are burning with flames, but these flames do not seem to illuminate the darkness and darkness in the main hall.

The gray-clothed old man turned his gaze and fell on everyone, and said in a deep voice: "This operation, due to some special reasons, has been advanced, this matter is very important!" ”

"This time, you must be cautious."

"We want to protect humanity and protect our people!"

"Yes!"

He turned, stretched out a palm, and grabbed at the black flame!

A vast immortal qi surged out, pushing this flame.

The black flames instantly became hot!

The black surging like a tide, and the flames that shrouded the old man in black suddenly swelled, enveloping the entire hall.

The shark lanterns in the sky had no power to resist, and the brightly lit hall became dim in an instant!

After a while, the darkness faded like a tide.

The square, the steps, the high platform, finally appeared in the center of the high platform, and in the midst of the raging flames, a terrifying mask floated.

The huge hall was empty except for the elderly.

At this time, his whole body was filled with a vague breath, his face was darkened by the fire of the great sun, he became a little pale, and the muscles all over his body seemed to be shriveled.

Every time he turned it on, it would consume all the immortal power in his body.

Confirming that he had all left, he no longer hesitated, sat cross-legged, and began to cultivate, striving to recover as soon as possible.

It took a long time for him to come to his senses, get up, and walk outside.

There's a lot of work to come.

He simply didn't have time to wait for the immortal yuan in his body.

The black flames burned, engulfing the masks, surrounded by a dense corpse of mermen, illuminated by the white flames, the empty hall, black and white, strange and absurd.

With that, he left.

This pitch black, as if it had a physical entity, rushed madly from all around.

Even a cultivator couldn't see through this strong feeling of dizziness at all.

The ground was covered with holes, and the rubble rubbed against the ground, making a rustling sound.

A low voice sounded in my ears, like the muttering of lovers, like a warning from an elder, and like a dreamlike dream.