I don't know if it's an illusion, in the depths of Polar Sun City, a fierce heartbeat suddenly sounded, and the shock waves scattered, sweeping the earth in an instant, like a sleeping beast, about to wake up.

Ancient beasts, two snake necks, three legs and six wings, roaring like thunder, acting like electricity, giving birth to yin and yang in the body, one spews cold gas, and the other spews flames, raging in Dayingzhou, no one is invincible. With such a huge scale and a volcanic cold pool, Wei Qiqi guessed that it should be the body of a strange beast.

Polar Day is the first of the seven cities, and it is not in vain.

The imperial beast bag was empty, Hu Bugui put away his magical powers, showed his original form, flapped his wings and flew to the sky above the Abyss Prison Peak, his eyes showed the shape of Huanglong Qingluan, he looked at it for a moment, turned his head and landed beside Wei Qiqi, and said: "The flame eruption is enough to last for several months, the city lord can lead the fire to refine the magic weapon, and when it has the potential to exhaust, then perform a blood sacrifice." ”

Wei Qiqi bowed slightly, and Hu Bugui saw that he had no orders from the side, so he retreated.

Mei Zhenren re-entered the belly of the mountain, and sure enough, the blood sacrifice creatures awakened the volcano, and the magma power increased a hundred times, which was handy and twice the result with half the effort.

Time flies, and suddenly it is several years past, during which Hu Bugui sacrificed the volcano with the blood of the living soul, never missed the time, Mei Zhenren just concentrated on inscribed talismans, this day was finally completed, a total of 1,358 submerged elderberries, scattered in the cold pool, covered with a layer of several inches of solid ice, frozen solidly.

Mei Zhenren has been tempered by this, cultivated for refinement, and polished the elephant realm to be clear and ethereal, at first glance, the divine light is restrained, and there are no traces.

The procedures for building a floating palace are cumbersome, and preparing the submerged elderberry is only the first step, but the follow-up is beyond Mei Zhenren's ability. When Xuanyuanzi built the floating palace before, the Guangji Cave Shenbing Cave was full of good hands, and Wu Zizi went wrong when dividing the treasure materials, and he lost a lot of money.

Mei Zhenren stretched out his hand and pointed at the cold pool, a submerged elderberry broke through the ice and flew into the air, Wei Qiqi urged the "soul soldier", drawing a knife mark that secretly matched the way of heaven, the giant wood suddenly separated, the light of the talisman flashed, and the river was endless. Mei Zhenren stepped forward to inspect one or two, nodded at him, and said softly: "The soul knife is not thick, it is a match made in heaven." ”

One thousand three hundred and fifty-eight submerged elderberries, the complex changes of the talisman are all clear in the chest, the two of them are connected, there is no need to say anything, Mei Zhenren picked up the giant wood one by one, Wei Seventeen cooperated, the soul knife flew over, cut the wood one by one, and cut the blade in the place where it could not be sent, without damaging the talisman in the slightest.

This was the most difficult step, but it took a day and night's work, except for the thickest three hundred and sixty pieces of material intact, the remaining submerged elderberries were all properly divided, the talisman flowed, and the light came and went, like the stars twinkling in the night.

At dawn, Wei Qiqi put away his knife and stood up, Mei Zhenren looked at the sunken elderberry all over the ground, took a deep breath, the golden thread under the skin gradually emerged, and the knot was forbidden, the clothes were hunting, and the long hair was windless. She whispered the incantation, curled her teeth, long, tossing and turning, chanting for half an hour, stretched out her right foot and stepped on the ice, the golden thread spread like a spider's web, and opened a talisman array, and three hundred and sixty large materials rose into the air, building the prototype of the floating palace.

Magnificent and majestic, volleying in the void, although it can not be compared with the wave war, only in terms of the main material, but far away in the Xuanyuan subset of the Xuanyuan subset of the three star holes of the oblique moon, built on the floating palace.

Mei Zhenren's ten fingers provoked, and the illusion was full of phantoms, like beating elves, the true yuan was endless, and the treasures scattered all over the ground flew up one by one, and the three hundred and sixty large materials were connected with each other, and the talisman was connected to the prohibition, and the prohibition was superimposed as a magic circle, and in an instant, one hundred and eight large and small magic circles ran through one breath.

Mei Zhenren flew forward, his eyes flashed, and he carefully investigated the one hundred and eight magic circles, and spent countless efforts to confirm that they were natural and seamless. After a lot of hard work, it was finally not in vain, she breathed a long sigh of relief, shook her hand, and released a palm thunder, and the floating palace slowly descended, silently stopping on the ice. After a few breaths, Qiankun suddenly changed color, and the clouds rolled in, with a radius of thousands of miles, leaving only the light of the volcanic flames, illuminating a corner of the Polar Sun City. The aura of heaven and earth gathered from all directions, wrapped the floating palace heavily, banned the light and extinguished, the magic circle was opened, and there was a thunderclap on the ground, thunderbolts fell from the sky, and the thunder and fire were upright and hit the floating palace.

Mei Zhenren said slowly: "The floating palace is in the world, it will be punished by heaven, and it will bear this wave of thunderstorms, the sea and the sky will be wide, but it will not be resisted, and the ashes will be lost." ”

Before the words fell, the thunderbolts fell one after another, and the intervals became shorter and shorter, even if Wei Seventeen was a layman, he could see that the operation of the one hundred and eight magic circles seemed to be half a beat slower, and they supported it for half an hour, gradually revealing the embarrassment of being overstretched.

Mei Zhenren said: "There is still a lack of a treasure in the eyes of the array, and Taoist friends can help and be the master of the floating palace." ”

Wei Qiqi has a lot of magic weapons around him, but there are very few worthy of the word "treasure", he has a few thoughts in his heart, and with a flick of his sleeve, he throws out the thousand-sound ghost bell, and a black light crashes into the floating palace, and the black smoke condenses into ghost talismans, which are grinded away layer after layer by thunderbolt, and are endless, impartially filled into the eyes of the array. Everything in heaven and earth seemed to be frozen for a moment, and the next moment, the bell sounded faintly, jingle bell, jingle bell, one hundred and eight magic circles moved in response to the sound, endlessly, keeping the thunderbolt out of the floating palace, letting the sky and the earth crack, and I did not move.

Mei Zhenren clapped his hands and said, "It's done!"

The Heavenly Curse Thunder Tribulation lasted for a while, the floating palace was guarded by a thousand ghost bells, the magic circle opened and closed, as stable as Mount Tai, and the catastrophe was passed smoothly, and the treasure light flowed uncertainly, although it was only the prototype of the sinking elderwood, but it also had a bit of solemnity.

The thunder gradually receded, the clouds in the air dispersed, revealing the bright blue sky, Mei Zhenren sacrificed the wordless cliff stele, the cave was opened in the sky, and countless treasures came out, filled into the magic circle, and was twisted by the formation, and integrated into the floating palace. After a few hours, the floating palace gradually tends to be neat, the eaves are stacked and angled, the carved beams are painted, although there are many rough places, the general scale has been prepared, and the rest is only some water grinding work.

Mei Zhenren put away her magical powers, flicked her sleeves, and the floating palace turned into a white light and threw herself into the crater of the Abyss Hell Peak, sinking herself under the magma, polishing inch by inch with the blazing yang fire, and controlling the fire with her own prohibition, it was useless for her to take care of it at all times.

She took out the flying boat again, stretched out her index finger and lightly touched it, and the flying boat floated in the air, rising to a length of several zhang, long and light, and the whole body was like jade. This flying boat is the Kunwu Cave and Guangji Cave jointly refining the magic weapon of the flying escape, but unfortunately the load is not heavy, the speed is not satisfactory, before the removal of the treasure from the wave is very much, she is determined to refer to the ban of the Yu clan, the boat will be re-refined, in order to be reborn, and then achieve a treasure.