The main entrance of the ancient hall is different, it is constructed by a layer of black gas condensed like marble, which is very wonderful, and the breath is cold, like the mouth of a fierce demon, waiting to devour everything.

In the distance, it was not possible to find that the gate of the ancient hall was not an entity, and Zhu Jiu only noticed the abnormality when he got closer.

At this time, the rest of the people recovered from the shock of Zhu Jiu's tyrannical attack on the divine text one after another, and some people saw the power of the divine text, their eyes were hot, and they sat down in the same place, but they were not ready to go again, and put on a posture that was bound to penetrate the secret of the divine text.

Most of the more rational cultivators groaned for a moment, and then turned around and walked towards the temple gate.

Gradually approaching the palace gate, these people skipped a trace of different colors from their eyes one after another, not because the gate was not an entity and were surprised, but because there were words hanging in the air next to the temple gate, and Zhu Jiu, who arrived first, was standing in front of the door and looking at those words.

Everyone hurriedly stepped forward, afraid that there was some secret to be obtained by Zhu Jiu.

When they saw the handwriting next to the door, these people were shocked again.

"The palace is dangerous, it is suspected that something is being suppressed, and the latecomers should be cautious!"

These words are condensed and written with incomparably pure mana, not divine scripts, but the universal words of this world, swirling out of thin air, conveying a warning meaning very clearly.

It turned out that some people had already gone deep into the ancient temple before they came.

Moreover, this person's mana is far above that of ordinary cultivators, and there are wisps of rhyme in the handwriting of the handwriting, and the thickness of the mana reflected in it is almost impossible to guess, and it is extremely profound, far exceeding the five or six levels.

Someone carefully sensed the handwriting and said:

"This seems to be left by the power of the Immortal Buddha Temple, which had been warned by the divine bell before the black gas broke out, and the breath is the same. Could it be that there is really an incomparably dangerous place in the palace, and even such powerful people have specially left warning signs!"

Some people sneered and immediately retorted:

"Cultivators should move forward bravely, what if there is really a danger? Besides, since there is a danger in the hall, why does the person who left the word enter by himself, but does not let us latecomers enter, in my opinion, there may be mysterious treasures in the hall, and he wants to be unique, to prevent people from entering and competing with him!"

This is the heart of a villain. Most of the cultivators shook their heads, ignoring the slanderous rumors of such villains.

Zhu Jiu stood under the mana handwriting, sensing it in detail, and the breath transmitted from it was transparent and pure, without a trace of other thoughts, and the meaning of the reminder was definitely not false. Turning his head to look at a few hanging divine inscriptions.

The mysterious chains that penetrate into the endless black qi under the divine text seem to bind something, is it really some kind of ancient murderous thing?

Doubts rose in Zhu Jiu's heart, and he thought that even if he really imprisoned some murderous creatures, he should have died a long time ago! Could it be that there are still murderous creatures that can survive from the primeval times while being imprisoned?

Zhu Jiu weighed the pros and cons, and there are only two paths to choose at present.

One is to stay outside the temple and wait and see if there are any changes before making a decision.

The second is to go deep into the temple to find out.

Compared with passive waiting, Zhu Jiu was more inclined to go deep into the hall, looking at the temple door, the ghostly light on the robe flashed, and a yin ghost quietly appeared, silently blending into the strange temple door built with black gas, undertaking the task of pathfinding.

The temple gate is neither physical nor forbidden, and the passage of the Yin Ghost through the temple gate is very smooth and unhindered.

Zhu Jiu sensed slightly, and there was no danger behind the door, but when he drove the Yin Ghost to continue deeper, the thought of the Yin Ghost coming back contained extreme fear.

In the next moment, the pathfinder ghost disappeared silently, apparently killed by some kind of prohibition.

Zhu Jiutuan frowned, his eyes swept over the people beside him, and then he suddenly strode into the gate of the ancient hall with a clear black aura and went deep into the ancient hall.

As soon as Zhu Jiu went, the rest of the people were a little warm, they were hesitating whether to enter the hall, but at this moment, someone took the lead, and immediately stepped forward and entered the ancient hall in turn.

Some people kept their senses and didn't follow in immediately, but after weighing it, they had the same idea as Zhu Jiu, instead of staying outside and waiting to see, it was better to go in person, and then respond to any situation.

Cultivators have always been bold, and in this way, these people also enter in turn. In the end, very few remained outside the temple.

After Zhu Jiu stepped into the door of the Black Qi Palace, there was a moment of darkness in front of him, and it returned to normal in a moment.

Behind the door of the ancient hall is an unusually wide hall, with hundreds of zhang in size, square, and the hall is all black, full of solemnity and depression, as if suddenly going to the hell and the underworld.

He didn't venture deeper, but stood at the entrance, carefully observing the layout of the temple.

In the center of the hall is a wide corridor with nine odd-shaped sculptures on both sides.

These nine sculptures are shocking to the bottom of people's hearts, and they are actually in the form of the legendary dragon nine sons.

Each posture is different, and all are vicious. There is a captive cow that looks like a wild bull, but has scales all over it. There is a dragon head and a body, four claws under the abdomen, and a vicious eyelid. There are also mouth-opening spraying, dragon scale fish body kisses, and there is also a statue that was killed by Zhu Jiu not long ago.

These nine legendary dragon beasts are all cast from unknown and strange metals, all of which are ink-colored, and they are more than ten zhang long. Although it is a sculpture, it seems to contain a divine soul, and the breath is domineering, very terrifying, just feeling the breath, it makes people lose the courage to approach.

The nine statues were not built close to the ground, but were held up by a secret force, and have not been damaged in the slightest after millions of years, a few meters above the ground, suspended in the air, and the black gas under the statues is billowing and boiling.

The ground in the hall is also strange, all filled with black gas, although stepping on it is as solid as iron stone, it still makes people feel frightened, worrying that the next step may be empty, falling into the boundless black gas below.

Zhu Jiu was looking at the scene in the hall, and many cultivators walked behind him one after another, and it was everyone outside the hall who followed.

As soon as these cultivators entered, they were also attracted by the statue of the Nine Dragons and Beasts in the hall, and they all looked at it brightly.

Later, there was a statue of a monk pointing his finger and saying to the people:

"Have you noticed that each statue has an inky pearl-like sphere the size of a human head in its open mouth. This sphere swirls slowly, and an amazing aura comes out of it, and it must be extraordinary!"

Sure enough, no matter which of the nine-headed dragon beasts it was, its mouth was slightly open, and there was a slowly swirling ink-colored bead in its mouth.

The beads sowed astonishing fluctuations from time to time, and everyone sensed that the breath of the Nine Beast Divine Souls seemed to be coming out of these mysterious spheres.

Some people's hearts throbbed, suspecting that it was a dragon beast essence pearl, which was of great value, and wanted to take a closer look, but when they really stepped closer to the dragon beast sculpture, they found that it was extremely difficult.

The statue of the divine beast suspended in the air on the billowing black air exuded an astonishing pressure, not allowing everyone to move forward, and some people only took a few steps and could no longer get close, so they had no choice but to stop.

There was only one middle-aged human man, his head was covered with colorful light, and a pagoda-like magic weapon protected him, and he continued to approach under the statue.

He finally came to the nearest statue of the divine beast, and suddenly jumped up, reaching out and grabbing the black sphere in the beast's mouth.

Everyone's eyes were glued to each other, and just as the man was about to touch the orb that was suspected to be a Dragon Ball spirit, the entire statue of the divine beast suddenly lit up and bloomed with a ghostly light.

This kind of ghostly light is full of killing meaning, and it ripples violently, and the statue of the divine beast seems to be lit up in an instant, and the divine patterns all over the body appear.

The divine pattern contained a supreme aura, fluctuating like a water pattern, and the nearest man was touched by this divine pattern fluctuation, and his body shrank rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he was sucked into the mysterious sphere he was originally about to grasp.

This is very powerful, the mana fluctuation is approaching the fifth order, and the man under the protection of the pagoda above his head has no ability to resist at all, his face is frightened, he can't even scream, and has disappeared into the mysterious sphere.

Everyone was shocked, if the man was injured by the mysterious force, or even beaten to a tragic death, it would be far less strange and amazing than this scene at this moment, the sphere actually swallowed him, could he eat people?

Fortunately, the mysterious aura of the ripples like water ripples did not force everyone's eyes, but retracted on its own after spreading for eight or nine meters, and finally the light of the divine pattern on the sculpture slowly weakened and returned to its previous appearance.

At the same time, a roar that seemed to come from an ancient divine beast suddenly sounded in the hall, which made everyone's faces turn pale and become more and more frightened.

Could it be that these sculptures are really alive, that they can roar and devour living people!

Everyone looked at each other, and there was a hint of horror in their expressions.

At this time, an extremely frightened voice suddenly sounded in the hall, and roared:

"Deliver me out of the city, and give me a great treasure. This sphere is a kind of forbidden, if you smash it outside, I can get out, quickly!Ah, what kind of flame is this, directly incinerating my soul..."

The voice was full of horror and despair, and it seemed to be the tall man who had been sucked into the sphere.

Everyone then looked at the ink-colored beads that had swallowed the man, and the beads were faintly shining, revealing inexplicably weird and ferocious.