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Chapter 28: The Ice Sculpture

"What on earth is this place?" Kong Xuan was filled with doubts.

"If I guessed correctly, this should not just be Zhenhai Palace, but a Demon Suppression Tower!" Mu Ziyue slowly stepped into it. Seeing these monster statues, she slowly revealed her guess.

"I once saw a record when I was browsing the classics. In ancient times, humans united with the demon monks to fight against the trolls. The trolls were defeated and retreated to the Nether Demon Realm for ten places, but there were still many people left in the world. Later, there were

Senior Great Sage built ninety-nine and eighty-one demon-suppressing pagodas to lock up these troll survivors. I guess that the so-called Zhenhai Palace is most likely one of the demon-suppressing pagodas, but this pagoda was sealed off at sea.

In the eyes, this caused future generations to misunderstand."

"Eighty-one demon-suppressing pagodas? Isn't that very troublesome?" Kong Xuan asked doubtfully: "If humans could join forces with the demon cultivators, they must have been extremely wary of the giant demons. In this case, why not kill them all?

trouble?"

Mu Ziyue shook her head and said: "That volume of classics has been passed down from ancient times to this day. It has been seriously damaged and only contains fragments. How can future generations know the details."

Kong Xuan asked: "Then you said these monsters are still alive after hundreds of millions of years?" When Kong Xuan thought of this, he suddenly felt a little creepy and shivered.

"If they are really alive, these guys who have survived in ancient times will probably have terrifyingly high cultivation levels even if they just breathe the vitality of heaven and earth every day?"

"How is that possible?" Mu Ziyue rolled her eyes at Kong Xuan in a funny way. "No matter whether humans or monsters, although they have all kinds of magical powers to extend their lives, their lifespan is still limited. I have never heard of anyone who is truly immortal.

"

Kong Xuan just said this, laughed, and let go.

While they were talking, the two of them had reached the end of the avenue. It was not the end of the road, but it was divided into two parts: the left side sloped down, and the right side climbed up. But there was a building in the middle of the bifurcation.

There is a stone platform half a man high, with a spiritual mirror placed on the stone platform.

Kong Xuan laughed and said: "Choose one of the two? Do you want to throw a coin?"

Mu Ziyue rolled her eyes and ignored him. She took a step closer, stretched out her hand and pressed it on the spiritual mirror. She breathed out the true energy in her palm and vibrated the spiritual mirror. Immediately, a light curtain flew out and condensed in the mid-air. The talisman spirit was in the light curtain.

The pattern flowed and flickered endlessly, and then it settled down, and a golden letter of demonic writing emerged.

Mu Ziyue looked carefully, a knot formed between her eyebrows, and two flushes appeared on her face.

But it's not that I discovered something shocking and my heart is filled with excitement, but...

"This place is not a modern building. It is impossible for an old man from ancient times to use the current Tianyuan universal script? Unless you are a fan of demon culture or an archaeologist, I really don't believe you can understand it?

"Kong Xuan laughed, and actually turned the book and took out a golden coin.

"Go to the left when you see the Kara flowers, and go to the right when you see the characters."

With a flick of his thumb, the coin flew up in the air and rolled 1,314 degrees. It landed on the ground with a "ding" sound, rolled away with a "rumbling" sound, and leaned against the foot of a statue on the left with a "clicking" sound, standing there.

Not moving anymore.

"Flowers go to the left, words go to the right? Then which way does it stand up?" Mu Ziyue squinted her eyes and smiled, just like a fox who stole a chicken.

Kong Xuancai refused to accept this trick and pointed out: "Obviously, it lies at the foot of the statue on the left. Of course, go to the left!"

"What a shame!" Mu Ziyue muttered, then drove up and followed behind.

Sloping down from the left, the road is extremely strange. One moment it is straight and smooth, the next moment it turns diagonal, and the next moment it turns into a spiral downward.

"Do you feel strange?" Mu Ziyue said softly.

"What?"

“Although we are moving along the road, we are actually traveling through different spaces all the time, and every step does not actually fall on the actual road!”….

Kong Xuan's narrowed eyes flashed with light. "The direction is the same, we are..."

"Go to the next level!"

As if breaking through an inexplicable film, the endless road that was in front of you a moment ago disappeared in an instant. What appeared in front of you were stiff ice sculptures. These ice sculptures were terrifying, with wide mouths and fangs, and they looked fierce at first sight. Very cruel!

"These...couldn't these be the ancient monsters suppressed in the tower?" Kong Xuan was horrified. Although these monsters have been frozen for hundreds of millions of years, they still have angry eyes, either blood red or green eyes. It was full of ferocious and brutal energy. When Kong Xuan walked in it, he felt that all the monsters around him were still alive. They were all staring at him as if they were staring at a piece of fat that would be torn into pieces and swallowed in the next moment.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Kong Xuan's forehead, and a chill went straight from his tail to Tianling. His knees softened and he took two steps back.

"What? Are you scared?" Mu Ziyue sneered, but she also looked solemn.

"These monsters are really ferocious. Even if they have been dead for thousands of years, they still have a murderous intention. If a monk with murderous tendencies enters this place, I am afraid that he will be assimilated immediately, blinded by his spiritual wisdom, and turned into a beast. A demon who knows how to kill and destroy!”

Kong Xuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, took a deep breath, calmed down, and stepped into the group of ice sculptures again. Boundless murderous thoughts surged in, and Kong Xuan's eyes were red in an instant. There were thousands of hallucinations in his mind, and what he saw in front of him was clear. It's just a group of terrifying wild beasts that choose people to eat, and fear arises in their hearts!

Kong Xuanqiang kept the memorial platform empty and reminded himself repeatedly: "It's fake! It's all fake!"

The scene suddenly changed before my eyes, turning into a blood-red sunset. I could hear the screams of people, the neighing of horses, and flags fluttering everywhere. This was clearly an ancient battlefield!

Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of him, but a soldier in armor came leaping forward, with a ghost-headed sword held high in his hand, tearing through the night like lightning. Kong Xuan was shocked, but felt that his whole body was empty and weak, and all kinds of magic weapons and flying swords were flying. They all disappeared, and before I could make a second reaction, the ghost-headed sword had already fallen. I felt a pain in my neck and flew up. In a blink of an eye, I saw a headless corpse spurting blood and slowly falling to the ground!

Kill! An inexplicable evil thought filled my chest, and I couldn't help but feel unhappy.

The scene in front of him changed again. Kong Xuan suddenly felt that his feet were not touching the ground, and he seemed to be tumbling in the air. But in front of him was a stunned young figure. He didn't know where to place the cold blade held high in his hand. He turned to one side and stepped aside. He staggered two steps and stood dangerously. Before he could regain his composure, he saw the young man's face suddenly changed into a ferocious look. He snatched the ghost-headed sword from his hand and stabbed it into his heart with the back blade.

Kong Xuan opened his mouth in shock, but the sweetness that came out of his mouth blocked his words.

Kill! Kill, kill! If you don’t kill all sentient beings, you can’t achieve reincarnation! If you don’t kill, you can’t achieve my way in heaven and earth! Kill, kill, kill!!

The evil thoughts rushed from the chest to the purple mansion of Lingtai, and in an instant, the spiritual wisdom was obscured, leaving only the terrifying and murderous thoughts, killing heaven and earth, and massacring all living beings!

Kong Xuan still didn't know that at the same time that he was blinded by evil thoughts, three black flags, one large, two small and three, suddenly appeared behind him, and billowing white smoke rolled out. The phantom bodies of gods and demons gathered in the heavenly hell, and the headless white bones in the chest vibrated, and suddenly there was a sound.

A shrill demonic sound!

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