A huge shell is placed in the center of the hall. The entire hall is full of aquatic style, but unlike the magnificence of Ziji Palace, this hall is extremely solemn and empty, and there is not even a single swimming fish.

A group of dozens of people soon arrived in front of the huge shell, and the sound inside the young man in charge was impatient at this time.

"Quick! Sacrifice the Purple Electric Silver Dragon Plate!"

When the young sword cultivator heard this, he sacrificed something. It was a golden disc with a silver dragon entrenched on it. The silver dragon was vivid and as if it was about to fly out of the golden plate.

With the input of the young sword cultivator's magic power, the silver dragon began to emit purple light, and a trace of current flowed across the surface of the silver dragon. At this moment, the silver dragon suddenly blinked. The next moment, the dragon roar sounded, and the silver dragon rushed out of the golden plate and soared into the sky.

The silver dragon grew in the wind, and its body quickly soared to seven or eight feet long. Purple lightning flashed on the surface of the silver dragon. At first glance, the silver dragon seemed to turn purple. The electric current flowed in the sea water and hit the people present, but everyone present had prepared before the young sword cultivator sacrificed the purple-electric silver dragon plate and sacrificed the magic weapon for protection early.

The electric current hit the body-protecting magic weapon, shaking the body-protecting magic weapon of everyone. The young monks with obvious status were fine, but the remaining dozens of people were pale and they took several steps back.

After stabilizing his body, everyone was shocked to look at the silver dragon flying in the hall. You must know that the silver dragon did not attack them, but even the current flowing out had such great power. I dare not imagine what would happen if the silver dragon really attacked him, I was afraid that it would be electrocuted into ashes in an instant.

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but retreat a little, and their eyes looked at the Zi LED Silver Dragon Pan even more frightened.

But the leaders had no time to care about their fellow disciples. At this moment, their attention was all focused on the Silver Dragon. The Silver Dragon began to hover in the hall, and as the Silver Dragon hovered, an extraordinary aura came.

The grand, distant, solemn aura fell from the sky and instantly enveloped the entire hall. Influenced by this, even if everyone present was not the descendants of the Mirage Thunder Cave, a solemn feeling could not help but arise in his heart.

The fairy sound floated in the hall. At the top of the spiral hall, lights rushed down, like a dark blue ghost fire floating in the hall. Then balls of light burst out and turned into a figure, each figure exuding a real-person-level momentum.

The young monks were shocked, and the middle-aged man's voice appeared again.

"Don't panic, these are just projections of divine thoughts from the powerful men of Mirage Thunder Cave. These people were all powerful men above my Dao period during their lifetime, but now they are just transformed by divine thoughts and have little lethality."

After this statement, everyone calmed down, but their faces were pale and they were sweating coldly - there was no way, although it was just a projection, but this real-life momentum was really valuable!

Anyone who suddenly appears among dozens of real-level masters will panic!

"Preparation!" The voice in the young sword cultivator's body suddenly became serious. The young sword cultivator also became serious, holding something in his hands. When he was nervous, his palms even began to sweat.

The silver dragon suddenly let out a loud dragon roar. At this moment, an extraordinary wave appeared in the hall, and the invisible wave opened the heavens and all realms and reached the sky.

It seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed like only a moment had passed.

The next moment, an extraordinary force broke through the world.

"Do it—" the young sword cultivator shouted at the top of his voice, and even shouted in anxiety.

The young sword cultivator immediately sacrificed the things in his hand, and a golden light flashed, instantly cutting the fluctuations that communicated with the heavens. Then the golden light scattered into countless runes, flew around, tightly attached to the wall of the hall, activate the power of the heavens, and completely eliminated the possibility of the great power of the upper realm.

An angry hum came from the void, and the young sword cultivator groaned and staggered backwards.

"It's done!" The voice in his body ignored him and said excitedly.

In front of the Treasure House, in front of the Danta, and in the Sutra Hall, the disciples of the four sects all looked up and looked in the direction where the conch-shaped hall was located.

"What happened?" Qiu Zhuqing looked at the conch-shaped hall in the distance and murmured to herself. The powerful fluctuations that suddenly appeared and suddenly appeared just now were sensed by everyone present.

Someone communicates with the upper realm?! Could it be the successor of Mirage Thunder Cave? Impossible?

Song Mingting was shocked and confused. Song Qingyi and the others didn't know what the fluctuation was, because they had never seen the scene of communicating with the upper realm, but the elder brother and the others didn't know it, he knew it.

"Previous life" he had seen with his own eyes how the elders in the sect communicated with the ancestors. The fluctuations at that time were exactly the same as they are now. So there was definitely someone communicating with the upper realm, and at this time, who was communicating with the people? Of course, the ancestors of Mirlehole, the descendants of Mirlehole in this realm were dead, but in history, there were many of them who ascended to the immortal world.

"Go and have a look!" Song Mingting said in a deep voice.

Without saying a word, the six people directly abandoned the treasures along the way and flew towards the conch-shaped hall.

Although Shang Rulong and the others didn’t know what the fluctuation was going on, it at least showed that something was so amazing that they would be at ease if they didn’t figure it out?

In the conch hall, the middle-aged man's voice burst into a rampant laugh in the young sword cultivator's body.

"It's worthy of being the Doumu Yuanling Realm Enclosing Talisman! Well, the arrival of the ancestor of Mirage Thunder Cave has been cut off. Ling Yuan, let's do what I said before." The middle-aged voice said, with the pleasure of great things being done in his voice.

It’s not his fault. They have been planning this Mirage Thunder Palace for a long time. It took hundreds of years from learning about the Mirage Thunder Cave to finding the Purple Electric Silver Dragon Plate through the clues, and then refining the Doumu Yuanling Realm Envelope Talisman. But all this is worth it. As long as you can get the Mirage Thunder Palace, the revival of the sect is just around the corner!

The young man named Ling Yuan couldn't help but look excited when he heard this.

"Yes!" He responded excitedly, and then began to cast spells as the middle-aged man said. With the effect of the spell, the silver dragon circling in the hall began to grow smaller, and eventually turned into one meter long, hovering around the huge shell.

Accompanied by the roar of dragons, strands of silver-purple electric light turned into mysterious characters and flew into the shells. The people next to him were waiting quietly. Soon after, the closed shell finally reacted and opened a gap.

Endless mirage gushed out from the gap, and at this moment, everyone present fell into an illusion. Fortunately, the mirage had no malice to the people present, so everyone was trapped in a wonderful illusion and quickly woke up.
Chapter completed!