"We have these materials in our hands, now cut off the contact, we will immediately improve the formation, and in half an hour, you will be teleported from the Demon Realm!"

"That's it, I'll see you in half an hour. ”

After speaking, a black light flashed, and the black mirror shattered.

"Great, in half an hour, the clan will be able to teleport over. Tart Baguang said with some excitement.

"Let's hurry up and improve the formation! Half an hour is not long. Tart Yu'er urged.

The tart pulled out the light in response, took out a storage bag from his arms, poured it down, and spewed out a black glow, and after the glow faded, there were a lot of things on the ground.

Colorful ores, crystal clear jade······

They dismantled the circle and swapped the various materials that were placed around it······

Outside the black palace, three spiritual lights flew from a distance, and it didn't take long for the three spiritual lights to stop.

With a flash of inspiration, two men and one woman were revealed, and it was Wang Changsheng and the three.

Wang Changsheng looked at the black palace at the top of a thousand-zhang high peak in front of him, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Yes, there must have been an altar in the palace at the top of the hill, but now it looks like someone has made it first. Wu Lingzi held his chin with one hand and said with a solemn expression.

Wang Changsheng was about to say something, raised his eyebrows, and turned his head to look at the sky in the distance.

A purple light and a white light appeared in the distant sky, from far to near, appearing in Wang Changsheng's line of sight.

The person who came was an old man in a white robe with a white face and a beautiful woman in a purple robe with a beautiful face.

"Hey, Mu Xiaoyou, why did you come to the inner valley, the two Taoist friends next to you are ······" When the white-robed old man saw Mu Wanwan, he sighed lightly, and his eyes fell on Wang Changsheng and Wu Lingzi.

"Wang Daoyou, this is Senior Bai of the Taixu Sect and his wife Senior Song, this is the Wang Daoyou of the Corpse Sect. Mu Wanwan smiled at Wang Changsheng and opened her mouth to introduce.

"It turned out to be Bai Daoyou and Song Daoyou. Wang Changsheng greeted the two.

Wu Lingzi put his hands behind his back and didn't say anything.

"Mu Xiaoyou, didn't Lord Ling Zun enter the Falling Immortal Valley?" the white-robed old man asked seemingly casually.

Mu Wanwan was just about to answer, when a red light and a blue light flew from the sky in the distance.

After a moment of escape, a good-looking Taoist in Tsing Yi and a red-robed Taoist priest with good facial features were revealed.

At the same time, several rays of spiritual light flew from all directions, and finally stopped in the void.

After a flash of inspiration, the figure of five Yuanying monks was revealed, four men and one woman, the highest cultivation was a middle-aged man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, there was a late Yuanying period, in addition, there was a golden-robed old monk in the middle of the Yuanying period.

The remaining three Yuanying monks were a tall man in green clothes, a shrewd man in yellow robes, and a woman in white with a delicate face, all three of whom were in the early stages of Yuan Infancy.

"It's really lively! I didn't expect so many Taoist friends to gather here, there are some things, not everyone can touch them, if you know what's interesting, just leave obediently, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind to Xiong Ming later. The middle-aged man's cold gaze swept over everyone one by one, and said unceremoniously.

"Hehe, the treasure was born, and those who saw it had a share, Xiong Daoyou wanted to swallow the treasure alone, this is not appropriate! The treasure in the Falling Immortal Valley is not your Holy Spirit Sect's. The red-robed Taoist priest smiled and said indifferently.

"Hmph, Lin Yihang, the old man didn't say that you two couples, Dongyu, who doesn't know that you Qinghong Immortals are proficient in joining forces with secret arts, and before you see the treasure, the old man is not interested in doing anything with you. Xiong Ming's eyes flashed with jealousy, and he said angrily.

"What does Xiong Daoyou mean by driving the two of us away?"

"Madame Bai, the old man didn't say who to drive away, but in order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, I hope that some people will be self-aware and don't come to make up for any excitement. Xiong Ming said at the end, and glanced at Wang Changsheng and Mu Wanwan seemingly inadvertently.

"Anitabha, donors, don't quarrel yet, I'm afraid it's not a treasure that has been born, but something else. The golden-robed old monk looked at the black palace on the top of the mountain and said with a solemn expression.

When Xiong Ming heard this, he frowned and asked, "Master Lichen, ······what else are you talking about?"

Before he could finish his words, a thick black pillar of light flew out of the black palace and disappeared into the sky.

"It looks like someone is activating some kind of large-scale formation, not like a treasure has been born. Wang Changsheng raised his eyebrows and muttered to himself in a low voice.

Although his voice was small, everyone present could hear it clearly.

"Hmph, isn't it a treasure that was born, wouldn't you know if you broke the ban?" Xiong Ming snorted lightly and sneered.

After speaking, he opened his mouth, and a trident flew out of it, and when the wind saw that it rose to a length of three zhang, it fell on his hand, and the trident emitted an amazing aura fluctuation, which was a magic weapon of no low grade.

I saw him swing forward slightly, and the trident suddenly burst into golden light.

I saw him let out a loud shout, clenched the trident with both hands, and slashed towards the peak where the black palace was located.

The golden light flashed, a golden mang flew out of the trident, the golden mang rose in the wind, and in less than a few breaths, it rose to a hundred zhang long, and there was a piercing sound of breaking the air along the way.

Seeing that the golden light was about to split on the peak, the black light flashed, and a black light suddenly emerged, enveloping the entire peak.

The golden light slashed at the black light, and the black light support shattered in less than a moment.

With a loud "boom", Jin Mang cut off the peak, and the place above the mountainside slowly slid to the ground.

Seeing this scene, a look of surprise flashed in Wang Changsheng's eyes.

Is this the strength of a monk in the late Yuan Infant period? A single blow can open a mountain and crack a stone.

But soon, his eyes fell on the trident in Xiong Ming's hand.

Xiong Ming's ability to split a mountain in two with a single blow has a lot to do with the trident in his hand, and if it is an ordinary magic weapon, I am afraid that it will not be able to do this.

In the black palace, Tart Baguang and Tart Ba Yu'er were arranging the magic circle, and the ground suddenly sloped downward, and the slope became larger and larger.

The two glanced at each other, turning into two black rays of light and flying out of the black palace.

After flying out of the hall, Tart Baguang was surprised to find that the peak was cut in two, which was clear and smooth.

The upper half of the mountain where the black palace was located slowly slid down to the ground, and it didn't take long for it to fall to the ground.

Near the peak, there were more than a dozen high-level immortal cultivators suspended in mid-air.