Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Bronze Hall Stands on the Mountain of Corpses, and the Soul Sacrifice Dream is Far Away

"Don't get caught in the strange fire!" Yang Meng next to him reminded him.

At this time, Lu Quan frowned and wondered: "Where have all the people gone, and there are no guards?"

Yang Meng said: "I think it's in the Bronze Palace!"

"Don't you think it's weird today, it's empty all the way and you haven't even seen a single figure?" Feng Qizhi muttered with his eyebrows.

Lu Quan said: "I also think it's weird, everyone be careful, let's go!"

As he spoke, the four of them jumped onto the platform, and they could see clearly on the ground under the light, most of these skeletons were strange beasts and demons, with fangs and sharp teeth, hideous and terrifying. I think there is a formation barrier or other secret technique of overlaying, even next to it, I can't feel the slightest fierce breath.

In addition to these pedestals, each piece of jade is carved with prosperous things, or monsters, demons, gods or strange witches, I don't know if it is a fantasy or a previous experience.

Chen Fengxiao hurriedly glanced at it, and his heart shook slightly, these paved relief jade stones under his feet seemed to be disorganized, but in fact, they were all listed in an orderly and mathematical manner. It's a pity that after all, he only had the "forbidden formation" technique of the "Secret Essentials" Qi training period, and other higher-level exercises such as "formation" could not be touched, and he only felt that the mystery was very secret at a glance, but how could he see the reason, and it was even more unknown what it was for.

After the god platform, I looked around. I saw that the white bones and skeletons around the road were all over the mountains, and the big ones had hundreds of feet of huge insect feathers, and the small ones were fine, overlapping and stacked. I don't know what kind of powerful master can open up a path of green jade old steps from the middle, high and wide can only accommodate people, deep and dark, phosphorus and sparkling, there is no end in sight, and the unspeakable horror and mystery are dazzling.

Lu Yang Feng and the three of them were not surprised, and stepped up the stairs. After walking for half an hour, the white bones on the side of the road gradually stopped, and slowly leaked out of the rugged mountain stones that were as black as jade, and the fine trickles on them made a "whooshing" sound.

At this moment, Chen Fengxiao suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood, and then looked at those trickles that were clearly blood, water and pus, if it wasn't for the subtle smell leaking out of the dim, it was really difficult to identify.

Although the smell is light, it penetrates the heart, urging the body to be agitated and uncontrollable. At the end of the jade steps in front of him, a dazzling light appeared, and the blazing brilliance could not be looked at directly.

Only in a few breaths, in the light faintly appeared a majestic and strong single-eaves mountain hall, three or four zhang high, eight or nine rooms long. The cornices are beautiful and the arches are grand, and the colonnades are majestic, and the doors and windows are magnificent. With a neutral side of the ground to break out of the carving Feiyunhua with a card, it is engraved with two ancient bird seals "sacrifice soul", a hook and a stroke to reflect the majesty of tens of billions, thousands of eyes, the handwriting scarlet like blood to capture people's souls.

I don't know what kind of gold and bronze is used to cast the whole hall, and it is dark and dull and I can't see clearly. The ridge of the right hand side of the front is shattered, and the paving and copying are half broken, and I don't know what year and month it was destroyed by what.

It is also strange to say, this hall seems to have flesh and blood as if it has flesh and blood, and countless pus and blood overflow from the wounded place, along the forehead and the big pillar into a river, "gurgling" to the dark place under the mountain, and the source of the "trickle" seen before coming is here.

For hundreds of years, it is natural that monks have often taken blood for examination, but unfortunately there is nothing strange about it, and the inner composition is no different from spring water and nectar. I don't know if it's because of the secret method modification or if it's really in vain, anyway, since it's useless, no one will care about it over time.

The four of them walked up quickly, only then did they see that the front of the hall was very wide, and there was a bronze lotus lamp with a height on the left and right, and a red pearl was hung in the air on it, and the brilliant and fierce light was as bright as the day, and the dazzling light that I saw before thought that it was this thing.

At this moment, there were several people talking under the lamp, and Lu Quan randomly found someone to ask: "What happened to this Taoist friend in the valley, why is it so cold?"

The man was quite surprised, and asked, "You don't know ......?"

Before he finished speaking, the accomplice next to him was not happy and annoyed, and beckoned and shouted: "Don't talk nonsense with them, tell them what to do!"

"Okay, good!" the man responded urgently, turned his head and said again: "There are magic weapons and treasures in it, all of them are in!"

When the four of them heard the shock, they were ominous, and they ran to the hall with a wave of their long sleeves. The person who replied earlier saw that they were eager, and couldn't help but pout and smile contemptuously, and said to a few people in front of him: "It's another group of reckless fools, look at that kid, but he only has two levels of Qi cultivation, and he dares to go in and wade into this troubled water, isn't it going in to die!"

A person next to him rolled his eyes and said: "Mind your bird business, when the fifth child comes, let's fuck a good vote, the more stupid fat sheep go in, the better!"

Chen Fengxiao followed Lu Quan and they went straight to the outside of the hall gate, and saw two middle-aged monks sitting with their eyes closed on the left and right of the door. They are all in the fourth or fifth layer of Qi cultivation realm, and they are all wearing a water and fire robe, and there is a white round stone embroidered on their chests.

Lu Quanxing approached and took out a small bag of spirit stones from his pocket and handed it to one of the monks, this person turned over and took it, and said with a cold face: "The rules have been changed a long time ago, thirty low-grade spirit stones per person!"

"It's actually tripled, and the White Mound League is too unruly!" Yang Meng shouted loudly behind him.

The man turned a deaf ear and didn't look at him, waved his hand and said, "Come quickly, don't block the door!"

Lu Quan had no choice but to offend these guards for the dozens of spirit stones in this mere area, so he had to take out another eighty from his pocket, and after a little thought, he counted out ten more, handed them to the man, and said with a smile: "This fellow Daoist, I heard that there are treasures in the valley, I don't know where it is?"

The guard turned over his hand and accepted the spirit stone, and said indifferently: "In the northwest." There is chaos inside, the attack is disorderly, and the Dao is friendly and self-sufficient!"

As he spoke, he threw four jade plaques in front of everyone, and the four of them took them off and put them on their waists, closed their breaths, and stepped up the temple steps.

When I entered the inside, I saw that the faint light in the hall was faint and the aura was stagnant, and everything in front of me was obscured by pieces of strange light curtains. The light on it wanders and circulates, like a galaxy shining in the sky, and the eyes cover the divine sense, so that people can't see what is inside.

There is still a tiptoe path between the streamers, and there is no end to the twists and turns. At the edge of the path, two layers of high-level protective forbidden arrays were arranged, and the aura was overflowing and strong, presumably for fear of touching something else.

Chen Fengxiao only felt that the streamer in front of him was familiar, and his mind changed drastically when he looked at it carefully. These streamers are nothing else, but they are the ancient "formation" techniques contained in the "Forbidden Secrets". Hundreds of millions of years have been worn away, and this thing has long been rare and difficult to see, but he didn't expect to see so many of them here, how could he not be shocked.

Behind him, Yang Meng saw his footsteps lingering, and couldn't help but remind: "Chen Daoyou, Wan Wu, don't be curious and alarm the forbidden formation!"

Chen Fengxiao dared to make a mess, and he was busy collecting his mind and not looking nonsense. This hall seems to be only three or four zhang wide, and the group walked for a few hours in the middle of the Ambilight, but they didn't even see the end. Chen Fengxiao couldn't help but be secretly shocked that this place was extraordinary, and when he was thinking wildly, Lu Quan suddenly stopped, only then did he know that he had reached the wall of the main hall, and a black hole with a width of a foot appeared out of thin air.

I saw that the two sides of the cave were full of boundless minced flesh and limbs, in which there were neither muscles nor bones nor pus and blood, only a cavity of skin was left out of thin air, and the backlog was piled up to accumulate a mountain of corpses and a sea of flesh.

If it was the genus of demon beasts and it was okay, then I thought that these were all naked corpses of monks. It's a pity that the aura in it is completely isolated by the unknown formation seal, and I don't know the geometry of his realm before his death.

Chen Feng smiled at how he had seen this, Rao was usually self-contained and bold, and he couldn't help but tremble with fear. It's just that there is no way back now, and the only way to go back is to follow everyone in.

Stepping in at the moment, his feet fell to the ground, and he suddenly felt that his whole body was like falling into a mire, and the black qi around him gathered and his spiritual sense was sluggish, and his eyes were difficult to see. Glancing back, the bronze hall retreated silently, leaving only an empty darkness, if it weren't for the fact that Fang had just come from here, he would have thought that he was in an illusion.

"Everyone, follow closely!" Lu Quan took out an ancient stone plate from his bag and flicked a finger of spiritual energy into it. In an instant, there was a dazzling clear light volley that turned several times in the air, shooting straight in one direction, although the light was bright, it only shone two or three feet away, and the place where the Dao power was slightly exhausted was swallowed by the black qi.