This sacred stone temple is the only two preserved haode halls in the whole monument, the white jade pillars as thick as legs can be seen everywhere in the main hall, and the patterns on the pillars circulate, towering in the main hall, supporting this sacred stone hall. On both sides of the main hall, all kinds of weapon racks were scattered and piled up, many of which were already dim and rotten, and it seemed that they could no longer be used.

Lan Li looked at the center of the hall again, where a statue stood, this statue was a large and sturdy man, shirtless, showing explosive muscles, he had a beard, a bald head, his eyes were burning to the sky, and he was holding a hammer, as if he was going to smash something.

This statue is shrouded in divine radiance, the light flows, and sometimes there are patterns looming, and an earth-shattering pressure hovers over him, making people dare not take half a step forward.

"Who is this statue carved in? It is so powerful!" Lan Li was shocked in his heart, that momentum was extremely powerful, I am afraid that it had already exceeded the fourth-order Dao pattern, Lan Li did not dare to touch this statue, quietly avoided this statue, and thought about walking towards the back of the main hall, at this time Lan Li had already heard the roaring sound of various divine powers in it.

Lan Li's soul unfolded, but he saw that the apse was in a mess, at this time there were nearly ten monks besieging a woman, the woman's body was extremely violent, at least four kinds of light flowed together, and she actually comprehended four avenues at the same time, these patterns alternated, sometimes turned into shields, sometimes turned into palm prints, all kinds of magical spells were displayed, resisting the attacks around her, for a while, those monks around couldn't hurt this woman at all.

Lan Li's eyes flashed, he knew that this woman should be the senior sister of Yan Yuegu of Huangfeng Valley, but he saw that this woman was wrapped in Dao patterns, shrouded in divine radiance, dressed in a white dress, with fluttering belts, crystal skin, and brilliance, in his eyes, the light flashed, and he looked at the monks around him with a cold expression, not afraid at all.

At the same time, Lan Li also saw that among the group of monks who attacked this Ni Xuan Dance, there were many familiar figures, Yin Holy Maiden, Elder Xu, Mei Linjiao, Lin Xi, Black Lotus, Shining, Shadow Xiu Ancestor, .......

Among these people, most of them are monks at the peak of the seventh layer of Yin Death, and some of them have three kinds of patterns, some from the Donglin family, some from the four major sects, all of them are attacking Ni Yan Wu at this moment, without exception, but unfortunately although they are entangled in Ni Yan Wu, there is no way to kill each other at all, and the difference between the Yin Death Eighth Layer Monk and the Yin Death Seventh Layer is too much.

"Yin Jue Sect, Soul Refining Palace, I have already given you a chance, if you don't retreat, don't blame me for being ruthless. Ni Yanwu's body patterns turned into countless supernatural powers and defenses, and he looked at the Yin Holy Maiden and Mei Linjiao with cold eyes, and said coldly.

Ni Yuwu is still afraid of the Yin Demon Heavenly Monarch behind the Yin Holy Maiden and Mei Linhai behind Mei Linjiao, one of those two is the sect master of the Yin Jue Sect, and the other is the hall master of the Soul Refining Palace, both of them are top cultivators of the ninth layer of Yin Death, if one of them is not handled well, I am afraid that she will have to face the monstrous anger of those two, which she cannot bear.

"Hmph, Ni Yanwu, Haoyang Stone is an order from my father, and I must bring it back, and I can't help you today. Mei Linjiao snorted coldly, she and Elder Xu each held a small flag, which turned out to be a top-grade Yin soldier, obviously a replica of the Blood Soul Banner of the Hall Master of the Soul Refining Palace.

At this time, the Yin Holy Maiden also spoke up: "Ni Yuwu, although you are a Yin Death Eighth-Layer Monk, don't think that I have no means to deal with you, tell you, the sect master has personally given me magical powers this time, and I must take away the Haoyang Stone, if you know each other, retreat quickly, otherwise you will definitely have no return!"

The Yin Saintess held the Jingyu bottle and attacked Ni Xuan Dance with Lin Xi, they all had a special move, but they didn't want to use it now, if they repelled Ni Xuan Wu, what would the other monks do if they made another move?

Those people from the Donglin family on the other side didn't speak at all, and attacked Ni Yanwu with their heads bored.

Lan Li hid outside, quietly watching, those patterns were intertwined, the gods splashed, earth-shattering, the floor around them shook, fortunately, with the blessing of the ancient formations, they did not shatter, even so, all the ancient instruments around them turned into powder, and they were destroyed in the magic power of these people.

Lan Li looked through this group of people and looked behind Ni Yuwu, but saw that there was a furnace dozens of zhang high, this furnace was amazingly huge, the furnace had long been extinguished, there was no fire, but its upper road was densely patterned, and the pressure was amazing, from ancient times to the present, it was not even the slightest bit worn, and vaguely seemed to be able to feel a scorching heat coming to the face, as if to burn the soul of the voyeur.

But none of these surprised Lan Li, what really made Lan Li's eyes shine was that in this ancient furnace, a fist-sized divine stone floated in the air, there was no interweaving of Dao lines on the divine stone, there was no glow flowing, just a faint glow, but the aura emitted from it made people tremble from the soul, the heat it emitted was even more amazing than the ancient furnace, the heat was not like a fire, but like the sun, just like the rumored ten golden crows to shine on the world, enough to make any yin soul refined!

Lan Li subconsciously burned the Yang Purifying Fire in his body, and then he felt a little better.

"Could this stone be a divine stone? It's so weird!" Lan Li was shocked in his heart, this stone was really numb, just by looking at it, it had such a terrifying power, and it actually made his Kaiyang Pure Fire run its own body, it was really terrifying.

"Huh?" Suddenly, the voice of the young man in surprise sounded in Lan Li's mind.

Lan Li's heart was shocked, "Qing Lao?"

The old man snorted, and seemed to be still angry.

Lan Li didn't care either, and asked softly, "Qing Lao, is that a divine stone? What's the use? It seems to be very powerful." ”

Qing Lao snorted: "What kind of divine stone, that is called Haoyang Stone, it is a thing of the underworld, strange, how can it be in such a place?"

"Haoyang Stone, does it sound powerful, is it valuable?" Lan Li asked.

"Stinky boy, you know what a fart, this Haoyang stone can be measured by its practical money? That thing is a rare thing even in the underworld, and it is the nemesis of all dead soul monks. "The old man doesn't have a good airway.

"What do you mean, the nemesis of all Dead Soul Cultivators?" Lan Li couldn't help but ask.

"Boy, look at the breath on the Haoyang Stone, does it make you feel very scared, as if you are going to be burned?"

"Yes, the aura emitted by that stone is too powerful, and it doesn't even have a dao pattern, it's really weird. Lan Li said and nodded.

Qing Lao sneered and said, "What do you know, that breath is what it brings, it doesn't need Dao Tattoo to be present at all, just with the breath, it can shock and kill you Yin Soul Cultivators." ”

"Impossible, right?" Lan Li doubted, no wonder he didn't believe it, you know, now that he is a seventh-layer cultivator, even the bones of those ancient murderers can't have this kind of power, and they can directly shock him with their breath?

Qing Lao rolled his eyes and sneered: "You know a fart, this Haoyang Stone is a Yang Divine Stone, gathering terrifying yang energy, any yin soul, if you get it, you will die!"

"What do you mean? I've only heard of yin death. Lan Li said in astonishment.

"So you kid don't know, whether it's the underworld or other circles, the energy of the cultivation of the dead soul is the yin energy of the underworld, but everything has positive and negative, the underworld and the human world are relative, when people are not dead, all they absorb are yang, yin and yang are mutually restrained, this is why people can't be resurrected after death, the soul belongs to yin, the body belongs to yang, yin and yang are harmonized, and the human body can be achieved, which is why all monks continue to cultivate, want to condense the soul, they are all working hard for the resurrection. Qing Lao said.

Lan Li stared blankly at the Haoyang Stone, his face gradually became solemn, and he asked softly: "Then Weishenme These people want to get this Haoyang Stone? According to what you said, this thing is a poison-like existence for the Yin Soul Cultivator, and those who touch it will die, why are they still so crazy about snatching this thing?"

Qing Lao said: "Haoyang Stone has such a terrifying threat to Yin Soul, but it is also beneficial, once this stone is refined, the power of Haoyang can appear in the body, at that time, the power of Yin and death will be practiced to the fullest, condensing the Dao source, Yin and Yang fusion, and resurrection will be just around the corner, of course they will snatch it." However, these little dolls should not have the ability to suppress Haoyang Stone, they snatched it, and it is estimated that they were also ordered to do so. ”

Lan Li's eyes showed excitement, his voice trembled slightly, and he asked, "Haoyang Stone can resurrect people?"

Qing Lao smiled: "The resurrection is the goal pursued by all dead souls, you must know that cultivation is to go against the sky, from the dead to life, it is the road against the sky, just like cultivation, what are you asking for?" After saying this, Qing Lao felt a little wrong, and couldn't help asking.

"Hehe, don't you know the purpose of my cultivation, my life's goal, I want to go back to the yang world, I want to be resurrected, I want to go back to my parents, although I don't know who they are yet, but I will know in the future, I have to prepare for this. Lan Li smiled, but his eyes showed unparalleled firmness.

Qing Lao scolded and scolded: "You kid is crazy, this Haoyang Stone is impossible for even a monk of the Soul Realm to suppress, don't say that you have not reached the Soul Perfection now, even if you reach that realm, without the protection of the things in the yang world, you will die if you touch it, boy, I don't agree with you doing this!"

Lan Li shook his head and said, "No, I have to do this, cultivation is to go against the sky, this time, I will also go against the sky once, and besides, I don't have no chance at all." Lan Li's eyes were blazing, and with a flip of his wrist, a flame appeared on his palm, this flame was transparent, releasing this endless heat, this heat, it was a little similar to the Haoyang Stone!