Seeing Jin Ling and Song Tianling hugging each other, who were behaving affectionately, Feng Jueyu finally came to a sudden realization.
I dare to be kept in the dark all this time. This Jin Ling did not come alone. She and Song Tianling are very close, and they seem to be a couple.
But after he appeared, there was no communication between the two of them, as if everything was planned, just to take advantage of him.
There is also Granny Mosquito, Master Budai, Mrs. Mei, Huang Snake Shi... They must also know the inside story, but no one has said a word to me.
This means that these people have already had a tacit understanding in their hearts and regard themselves as victims.
His eyes swept across the nine masters who appeared one after another, and Feng Jueyu's eyes almost turned to water.
Among the nine people, only Master Tu had kindly reminded him, but he didn't make his words too clear.
Or I was careless.
I thought I was careful enough, but I didn't expect that I was still fooled by Jin Ling.
Feng Jueyu gritted his teeth in hatred. At the same time, he felt that the majestic momentum of the witch ancestor Faxiang above his head was seeping into his body, and he could not stop it at all.
Feeling the mysterious power of unknown origin seeping into his body, Feng Jueyu was furious and struggled desperately.
When Song Tianling saw this, he and the other experts laughed.
"Little guy, don't waste your efforts. This ancestral hall is the strongest restriction in the witch palace set up by the witch ancestor in order to block foreign enemies... the lich robbery formation."
"The statue you just saw was made by the witch ancestor who mixed his own flesh and blood and essence with the sacred moss stone before he died. He also left a blood-crying curse in the formation to seal the secret palace of the witch palace.
entrance."
Song Tianling was talking eloquently, showing an air of knowing everything. The other masters also had expressionless faces. It was obvious that they already knew the location of the entrance to the Secret Palace of the Witch Palace.
And he knows everything about this place.
"Anyone who wants to enter the secret palace of the Witch Palace will not be able to escape the fate of crying blood and seizing tribulation. Originally, this entrance was a place of death. Unexpectedly, in recent times, the source of the tribulation curse at the entrance has been greatly reduced. In this way, as long as you find one or two
Masters in the realm of God-turners can successfully open the entrance as sacrifices. Originally, we prepared two one-turn Godmen to open the entrance by offering physical sacrifices. Unexpectedly, we encountered some troubles on the way.
The man who turned into a god died an untimely death, hehe, we were worried about where to find a sacrifice, but we didn't expect you to come to our door on your own initiative. You said you were unlucky or not."
Feng Jueyu listened carefully and couldn't help but feel horrified.
It seems that these people came here with a plan.
"So you plan to use me as a sacrifice and send this innocent-looking golden bell to seduce me and lead him here to open a passage for you to enter the secret palace of the Witch Palace, right?"
Feng Jueyu gritted his teeth. Originally, he had been careful enough, but unfortunately, he knew very little about the God Realm.
Some strange ancient restrictions, spells, and formations are basically unknown.
Only then did Jin Ling and others follow suit.
Jin Ling chuckled: "Who asked you to come to our door on your own initiative? We can't blame us. Although your level is not high, your strength is comparable to that of a second-level god. If you weren't useful,
Do you think I will take you into the secret palace of the Witch Palace to hunt for treasure? You are too naive."
Too naive.
Feng Jueyu was hurt by these words.
Of course, it's not that he is naive, but because he is not well-informed as these gods and men who have been in the god world for many years, he still suffers a big loss in the end.
As he spoke, Feng Jueyu suddenly felt that the blood flow in his body accelerated, and the witch ancestor's appearance on his head suddenly seemed to increase the power of restraint.
"ah……"
Feng Jueyu was in agony and let out a piercing scream.
Then he saw that the tall statue of the witch ancestor seemed to have melted and turned into a squirming monster of flesh and blood.
The flesh and blood of this "monster" is constantly melting, and the red liquid separated from it is seeping into his body.
As soon as the strange red liquid entered the body, it began to merge with the blood in his body, forming a large number of tiny red sarcomas in the blood vessels.
This kind of sarcoma is getting harder and harder, and it keeps moving around in the body. The trajectory of the sarcoma can be seen through the skin.
It seemed like there were hundreds of corpse crickets scurrying back and forth inside the body.
That kind of pain was simply more terrifying than the attack he suffered when he fought against Mo Ling.
Feng Jueyu was covered in cold sweat, shivering constantly, and his hands and feet were numb and uncontrollable.
The most terrifying thing is that there is a very powerful divine power in the red blood that is constantly gathering in the body and rushing towards his Zifu golden body, as if it wants to swallow up the golden body and the soul together.
Unknowingly, Feng Jueyu felt several small bumps bulge on his forehead.
A large number of bark-like wrinkles also appeared on the cheeks, as if they were about to change shape or change into something else. In short, it was extremely painful.
"Okay, don't talk nonsense to him. The gate of the Witch Palace has been opened. Let's get ready and enter the secret palace."
At this time, Granny Mosquito spoke.
The experts looked at Feng Jueyu with a sneer. Everyone had a mocking look on their faces, which made Feng Jueyu feel that he was particularly ignorant and stupid.
Then, there was a buzzing sound.
Feng Jueyu saw that on the wall behind the statue that had turned into a big ball of flesh and blood, layers of colorful halos of light were spraying out from it.
The wall covered with dust and moss gradually turned into a colorful whirlpool, and waves of compelling spiritual energy surged out.
"The door to the secret palace of the Witch Palace is opened."
The masters no longer paid attention to Feng Jueyu at this time. Whether he died or not was no longer in their consideration.
At this time, everyone's faces were flushed with excitement, as if there was some supreme treasure waving to them.
"The restrictions on the Secret Palace of the Witch Palace have been lifted. We can finally witness the splendor of the Witch Palace, one of the ten secret palaces in the First World five hundred years ago. Haha, baby, I'm here."
"Bah, Lord Beastmaster, you still want to get the treasures in the Witch Palace. Just stand back. With me, Master Budai, you can't even think of succeeding."
"Haha, you bag, you can't even fight against a little god, but you still want to steal the treasure from me, don't block my way, otherwise, I will be rude to you."
"..."
The nine masters had already begun to coax each other even before they entered the witch palace.
Feng Jueyu endured the severe pain all over his body and watched, thinking that these people were not united and must be just a makeshift team.
Whenever there is a disagreement, it will immediately fall apart.
Especially when you see your beloved treasure, you will definitely fight for it.
This way you will have a chance.
But before that, we must find a way out of the current predicament.
Just as he was thinking about it, the nine masters had already taken action.
Mrs. Mei suddenly shouted: "No, why is the entrance getting smaller?"
Everyone was shocked.
"No, it is said that as long as the entrance is provided with sacrifices, it can be fully opened. How can it become smaller?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Jueyu looked behind him in confusion. Sure enough, the vortex entrance that had just been opened began to shrink again not long after.
It looks like it will close soon.
At this time, the blood all over his body was already boiling, and his skin and flesh began to show signs of ulceration, which was ten times more painful than before.
"I see."
Song Tianling said with wisdom in his eyes: "The opening time of this entrance is closely related to the life and death of the sacrifice. This brat is too weak and cannot help crying for blood. Once he is completely refined by the witch ancestor, the entrance will be closed immediately.
"
"Why is this happening? How will we get out later?" Huang Snake asked worriedly.
Master Tu: "You didn't even get in, so why did you come out? If you don't get in, I will get in."
After saying that, Master Tu made a whoosh sound and turned into a ray of silver light and rushed into the whirlpool.
The whirlpool was like a door of time. As soon as Master Tu entered it, he saw his shadow.
"Hmph, what he said is right. Now that you are here, how can you go back empty-handed? I will think about it later. If you don't leave, the old lady will have to take the first step."
After saying that, Granny Mosquito picked up her crutches and entered the whirlpool.
"snort!"
Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Mei stopped talking and just snorted and rushed into the whirlpool.
Then there’s the Bag Master, the Beast Lord, the Yellow Snake…
The last ones to enter were the love couple Jin Ling and Song Tianling. Jin Ling smiled brightly and waved her hand towards Feng Jueyu: "Thank you very much, little brother."
Feng Jueyu was so angry that he was about to go crazy.
After a few breaths, all nine masters entered the secret palace of the Witch Palace, and the entrance began to shrink crazily, and was about to disappear.
Feng Jueyu now has no time to care about how long the entrance can be open, because his whole body is already full of ulcers and pus, and his body is rotting.
His own flesh and blood began to merge with the divine moss stone, and the statue of the divine moss stone gradually solidified from a large flesh and blood ball, vaguely indicating a return to normal.
At this moment, Feng Jueyu understood that the blood-crying curse in the sacred moss stone could eat away at his own body and turn himself into a part of the statue.
How does this make.
Feng Jueyu immediately activated the Seven Star Technique in a hurry, trying his best to prevent his flesh and blood from being further eaten away by the God Moss Stone and the Blood-Crying Tribulation Curse.
But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop the power of crying blood and snatching tribulation.
Is this going to cause death?
He had only ascended for two thousand years and died an unexpected death.
I'm not willing to give in.
Feng Jueyu gritted his teeth and mobilized his golden body with all his strength, operating the Divine Art of Impermanence of Life and Death to the extreme.
At the same time, he also used his own flesh and blood to analyze the ability of the Blood-Crying Tribulation Curse. In the end, after trying thousands of methods, he could not stop the decay of his flesh and blood.
At this critical moment, Feng Jueyu suddenly felt a familiar true divine power surge from all the golden bodies.
Feng Jueyu was slightly startled, and used his internal vision technique to observe the flow of true divine power in his body, and suddenly found that Hong Yuan's origin emerged spontaneously.
The original body of Hong Yuan is a white ball of light, which is swimming in the body at a very fast speed and following a certain trajectory.
Not to mention, where the white light ball passed by, the flesh and blood essence of the witch ancestor was actually decomposed.
This scene instantly ignited Feng Jueyu's desire to survive.