When the thick ghost fog suddenly dissipated, the eyes suddenly lit up. In front of the four people was a black lake, which exuded an astonishing coldness and demonic aura. A stream of mist escaped from this black lake, and then spread throughout the entire ghost fog mountain, which was daunting.

In the center of the black lake, there is a crystal clear blue ice crystal palace. This palace looks like it is floating on the black lake, and it seems to be one with the lake, giving people a strange and gloomy feeling, but it can also arouse people's curiosity.

If you look closely, you will find that around the Blue Ice Crystal Palace, the corpses of some monks were frozen in the black lake. The corpses of these monks were intact and lifelike, and most of their faces were filled with unwillingness and despair. Some monks didn't even know how to die, and their faces were confused and astonished.

After the four of them arrived here, they were stunned for a moment, and then began to observe the surrounding scenes. After a while, they all turned their eyes to the "Blue Ice Crystal Palace" in the center of the black lake.

Zhang Heng tried to use his spiritual sense to approach the "Blue Ice Crystal Palace", but before he could get close, he was bounced back by an invisible force, which surprised him a little. It turned out that there was a huge formation around him, and perhaps they were already in the formation now.

Hou Bo observed for a while, his eyes flashed sometimes. After a while, he said, "If I was not wrong, the entire 'Ghost Misty Island' is an obscure formation that was transformed by man. It was not until I came to the core of the formation here that I realized it."

"No wonder the entire island is covered with a layer of ghost fog. Not only is there no trace of spiritual energy, but there is not even a weed. All the vitality and spiritual energy may have been sucked away by this formation."

Fan Lin breathed a sigh of relief, staring at everything around him vigilantly, feeling a sense of anxiety.

Master Bailian said calmly: "Ten thousand years ago, there should be spiritual veins at the foot of this mountain, but after so many years of formation operation, the spiritual energy has dried up and began to consume the spiritual power stored in the "secret land". This is also the reason why we can easily come here. If it were thousands of years ago, monks in the Nascent Soul stage might have been lost in this mountain, let alone approaching the "mysterious palace" in front of them."

"Junior brother, it's time for us to set off... I have also come here, but I don't have the inheritance token in my hand, so I can't break the illusion around me."

The old man surnamed Chai began to urge, with a hint of excitement and expectation in his eyes.

Master Bailian winked at Zhang Heng and took the lead in flying towards the blue ice crystal palace in the distance.

The four people behind were all followed, but as soon as they flew over the black lake, they felt a bone-broken coldness. This was not a simple coldness, but also a strange aura that was uneasy.

The Master Bailian flew in front, and his speed was very slow, and he even had a little temptation, with a cautious look on his face and did not dare to be careless.

The closer it was to the center of the black lake, the colder the air became. After a while, several monks from the Jindan stage opened their defensive shields and used their magic power to resist the colder the air outside.

During the flight, Zhang Heng carefully observed the black lake under his feet and found that it was not ordinary lake water inside, but

A black liquid that exudes gloomy and extremely cold.

The closer they got to the blue ice crystal palace, the more terrifying the yin and cold air emitted from the black lake. In the end, Zhang Heng and Hou Bo also used their magic power to resist this powerful yin and cold power.

When we flew to one-third of the distance from the black lake, Fan Lin suddenly stopped and said to the people beside us in surprise: "Have you discovered something strange? Since we came over this weird black lake, the mana we consumed when flying was much greater than that under normal circumstances."

"What's so strange about this? The entire 'Ghost Mist Mountain' is in a strange formation. The spiritual energy on the mountain has been sucked dry for tens of thousands of years. Our monks also have spiritual energy in their bodies. The stronger their strength, the more concentrated the spiritual energy is. When it was outside the 'Ghost Mist Mountain', the formation did not have much effect on us, but it has reached the core part at this moment. Even our cultivators in the Killing Pill stage will be affected a lot."

The old man surnamed Chai said with a calm expression.

Hou Bo nodded and said, "The closer you get to the mysterious palace opposite, the stronger the effect of the formation. However, so far, this formation has a very small impact on me."

Zhang Heng flew in the air and felt it carefully, but did not notice the accelerated loss of spiritual energy. A few surprises appeared on his face and sent a voice to Master Bailian's spiritual consciousness and said, "Master, do you feel this way too?"

"Yes, when flying, you consume twice as much spiritual energy as usual."

Master Bailian replied in a voice transmission.

Zhang Heng was delighted. It seems that the formation on the "Ghost Fog Mountain" has no effect on him? At least so far, this is what it is.

In this dangerous situation, "Selecting Heaven and Earth" makes Zhang Heng's survivability stronger than that of cultivators of the same level.

In this way, the four of them flew slowly, and no one dared to increase their speed. A faint threat came from the black lake below and the mysterious palace opposite, which made the few people feel very uneasy.

After a while, the four of them were only ten feet away from the Blue Ice Crystal Palace. At this moment, they could clearly see the bones of the frozen monk in the lake water beneath their feet.

Zhang Heng pondered slightly, took out an ordinary piece of ore from the storage bag and threw it down.

Others also noticed Zhang Heng's actions and turned their attention to this side.

At the sight of the five people, this ordinary ore fell in a straight line, and there was no abnormality along the way. But as soon as it touched the lake water under its feet, it was frozen and suspended in the black lake water. After a few ripples, it returned to its calmness.

Zhang Heng showed a strange look on his face and murmured in a low voice: "This black lake is not as powerful as imagined? If it were a more domineering ice-attributed technique, it would be enough to instantly freeze the hard ore. I don't know how some of the frozen monks in this lake died suddenly?"

Hou Bo's eyes flashed slightly, staring at the black lake water beneath his feet, as if he had some clues.

In the following journey, more and more monks were frozen in the lake, and they all kept their bones intact, which was creepy.

Zhang Heng originally thought that he and others would be attacked by some kind of attack in the black lake during the flight, but unexpectedly, until the five people came to the blue ice crystal palace in the center of the black lake, they were all in danger.

Hou Bo and others also showed surprises, and the security and caution along the way seemed a bit redundant.

"We can come here so easily, thanks to the 'Hundred Refining Order' in the hands of my junior brother."

The old man surnamed Chai looked at the useless spiritual treasure in the hands of Master Bailian with a burning look, and told the reason.

Except for Master Bailian, the rest of the people couldn't help but suddenly realize. Master Bailian did not deny it. Looking at the blue ice crystal palace that was close to it, he said lightly: "There is a powerful ban around this palace. After tens of thousands of years of consumption, it only has less than one-tenth of the original power. And because I hold the 'Hundred Refining Order' here, the power of the surrounding formations is greatly restricted. Therefore, the defensive ability of this ban is probably only one-twentieth of the original."

"One-twentie?"

Zhang Heng was shocked. He had used his spiritual sense to test it out when he was outside the black lake, but was bounced back by the ban around the palace. Even at this moment, it was still difficult for his spiritual sense to pass through the ban in front of him.

"One-twentieth, he has such a powerful ability. If he returns to his original state, even if the peerless master from the God Transformation Stage comes in person, he will not be able to break the ban here."

Zhang Heng was secretly shocked.

"As long as we break this restriction, can we open the secret land?"

Hou Bo glanced at the forbidden in front of him and asked faintly.

"Not bad." Master Bailian smiled faintly: "The power source of this 'Ghost Fog Mountain' formation will be exhausted. In addition, the 'Hundred Refining Order' in my hand, this ban is only one-twentieth of its original defensive ability. Combining the power of several cultivators in the Killing Stage can barely break the ban here, but now you are here in person, it is much easier."

Hou Bo was not humble, and said in a relaxed voice: "Although the ban is very strong, it is not difficult to deal with if you lose enough mana support."

"It's better for us to take action together and break it. What do you think?"

Hou Bo's eyes flashed over the monks present, and stayed on Zhang Heng for a little longer, as if seeking the other party's opinions.

Among the few people present, only Zhang Hengneng competed with Hou Bo, a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage.

"Just follow this method and let's take action together."

Zhang Heng said lightly.

Since Hou Bo and Zhang Heng made the decision together, the remaining people had no objection.

So, the five high-level monks present showed their magical powers and launched round after round of attacks on the ban in front of them.

Several monks in the Dan-Jinging Stage all tended to their magic weapons and continued to attack the Blue Ice Crystal Palace.

The magic weapon used by Master Bailian is a hammer with fire. Every attack carried a burst flame, causing the invisible restriction to flash.

The old man surnamed Chai waved his hand and 108 metal fish scales flashing with cold light appeared all over his body. The whole set of magic weapons rotated with surging red light, like a storm, hitting the restriction with crackling force. The attack power was obviously much stronger than that of the Master Bailian. Moreover, judging from his appearance, it seemed that he had not tried his best.

Fan Lin summoned a flying sword filled with colorful light from the storage bag, and turned around him vividly. Then, with a "swoosh", it broke through the air. The next moment, it slashed on the restriction, trembling.

As for the other two dominant monks, Zhang Heng and Hou Bo stood in front of the ban with leisurely expressions, without even taking out the magic weapon, and flashed lights from their hands. Every time they hit the ban, they would make a loud bang.

The power of the Nascent Soul level is indeed extraordinary. Even the attack is easy to use, it is much stronger than using magic weapons with all your strength in the Killing Stage.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, if you continue like this, it will be difficult to break through this ban without the effort of half an incense stick. Why not use magic weapons together and fight quickly?"

Bo Hou suddenly stopped and suggested to Zhang Heng, with a few gentle smiles on his face, and he did not treat the other party as an enemy. (To be continued. If you want to know what happens next, please log in. readnovel., more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)
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