The current in the whirlpool is very fast, but the sea water is exceptionally clear. A strange power seems to lock the bright light in the current.
This trench is very deep, but when bright light travels through it, the sea water does not appear to be deep. Instead, it is crystal clear and appears light blue.
This light blue only appears in the shallow water of many white reef beaches.
Standing on the sea, even without relying on his strong senses, the Demon Sect could still see the two towering spiers on the seabed through the crystal water exuding a faint blue light.
There are many shadows in the huge whirlpool, rotating around these two towering spiers.
Those shadows are fragments of some ships, and even figures of people above and below their heads.
There were many figures, the clothes were new, but lifeless.
It is conceivable that the ships wandering on the sea at this time did not dare to approach because they had already paid a lot of price before.
In these shadows, there are also reflections of white clouds in the sky.
The white clouds in the sky seem to have sunk beneath the sea, embedded in these shadows.
Looking down from the sea, there seems to be a sky above the two towering spiers under the water, which makes people feel extremely strange.
However, what brought the strangest feeling to the Demon Sect was the power of the magic circle surrounding the two spiers.
Whether it is the undercurrents running through the rocks or the strange magnetism emerging from the ground, it has become an inexplicable force field under the constraints of these two spiers.
Everyone can clearly see the outlines of the two spires from the sea, and even their yellow sandstone-like surfaces, and the joints where the stones are piled up, but the Demon Sect can be sure that Xingzhou is No one in the area can actually touch these two spiers while alive, and even among all the practitioners in the Southern Dynasty and Northern Wei Dynasty, not many people can accurately perceive their true location.
The power around these two spiers can easily confuse the practitioner's perception. On the sea surface, the misalignment of perception is not terrible, but in the deep sea with extremely high water pressure, the time consumption caused by this misalignment of perception is terrifying. It can easily drain the true energy of many people, turning many people who try to get close into shadows in the whirlpool.
Those shadows do not exist forever. Every once in a while, the two spiers can swallow up some fragments of the sunken ship, including some figures in the whirlpool.
In the eyes of the black-clothed priests in the temple, there was no vitality fluctuation in the Demon Sect at this time, and it seemed that it was not consuming any vitality at all.
The fact is that he consumed very little real energy at this time.
Any magic circle comes from the adjustment and change of the fixed vitality laws in the surrounding heaven and earth. For him, the rules of this magic circle can also be used by him.
He only used a small amount of real energy to change some rules of the flow of energy, and got the results he wanted.
Even if it was only a year earlier, his level seemed not enough for him to easily deal with such a magic circle, but now it was the perfect time.
Without any excessive thoughts, except for a slight strange feeling in his heart, he did not even have any sense of danger. He stepped towards the center of the whirlpool extremely simply.
His whole body quickly disappeared, as if the small water hole swallowed him up instantly.
All the priests in black looked at this scene silently and nervously. After his entire body disappeared from the water for a long time, a priest in black who got off the ship quietly asked another priest in black who had been waiting here before.
Priest, "Just entering the water directly like this, how sure do you think he is of success?"
"The water flow down there is extremely weird, and the top of the water flow seems warm, but more than ten feet down, the water flow is extremely cold. After any practitioner enters the water, the loss of true energy will naturally be great." Another priest in black said.
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The priest in black who got off the big boat raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "You didn't say that."
The priest in black said: "I just didn't have time to say anything. Judging from his behavior, he seems to be too lazy to listen to us."
The priest who got off the big boat nodded slowly, "This man is extremely weird, even scarier than the cultivator from China back then... I hope he doesn't come back alive."
The conversation between the black-clothed priest who came off the big ship and the other black-clothed priest was extremely low, and even the other black-clothed priests around them couldn't hear clearly. But the moment he said these words, his heart skipped a beat.
At the same time, a slight strange sound sounded from the Harmony Sea.
There was a hiss, like the sound made by boiling water in a clay pot and spilling some water on the charcoal fire.
With this sound, the black-clothed priest who got off the big ship died.
His breath came suddenly, and he fell back.
The priest in black who was talking to him jumped back in shock and even fell directly into the sea water. Everyone else had no idea what happened. They just looked at the expression of the priest in black as if he had seen a ghost.
They also vaguely guessed that this matter should be related to the Demon Sect that had fallen into the water.
Sensing the death of the black-clothed priest, these people once again felt a chill in their hearts.
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The Demon Sect stood quietly in the center of the two spires.
The water flowing into the two minarets was like a bridge under his feet.
The position he was in at this time was only a few feet away from the bottom of the sea. From his position, he could see very clearly that there was a square hole on each of the two spiers on his left and right sides, no more than a foot high, like two spiers.
Door.
Above the water, in his perception, the torrent under his feet was generated somewhere in the center of the whirlpool, then rushed into the bottom of one of the spires, and then into the other spire.
But at this moment, he truly stood on top of this stream of water, expelling all the influence of this magic circle on his perception, and this stream of water truly revealed its true colors.
This current was not generated in the whirlpool, but was generated in the center of the minaret on his left. It rushed out from the hole in the minaret on the left, and then rushed into the hole in the minaret on the right.
inside, and then disappeared inexplicably.
Apart from the two holes through which water gushed out, he found no other entrances to the two minarets.
The two spiers were extremely strong in his perception, and under the squeeze of the vast expanse of sea water, the strange magnetism emitted by the two spiers was like being compressed into a powerful armor. Not to mention the force inside his body at this time
His true energy was not abundant at all, and even when he was at his peak, it was impossible to directly explore the mysteries of these two spires in such a deep sea.
What's more, no one knows what the layout of the two spires is at this time, and no one knows what kind of existence is inside the iron coffin.
For ordinary practitioners, there are countless possibilities for such two spiers. However, at this time, the Demon Sect's state of mind was extremely calm. For him, there were only two extremely simple choices.
Either enter the left tower through the hole in the left minaret, or enter the right tower through the hole in the right minaret.
He only paused for a short time before making his choice.
Ordinary people might choose to follow the water flow and enter the right tower that seems to have infinite space inside.
However, he chose to go upstream. He went against the current and entered the left tower.
Because he has been swimming against the current all his life, and he didn't want to be an exception this time.
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The water in the deep sea is often extremely cold, and the water around the twin towers is even more freezing. However, this coldness was driven away by the Demon Sect using the original power of the twin towers, so it did not affect him.
What impact does it have.
But the moment he went upstream and entered the hole in the left tower, the nature of the surrounding energy suddenly changed, and countless frost flowers suddenly appeared in the oncoming water.
Countless frost flowers that were crystal clear and shining with a faint blue light suddenly appeared, densely packed, like countless small swords falling around him.
Without any sound, these small swords shattered and disappeared outside the Demon Sect's body. However, the chill and terrifying impact inside, which did not seem to belong to the vitality at all, were continuously transmitted to the Demon Sect's body.
Mo Zong's body kept shaking, and his face began to turn pale, like those drowned Xingzhou people in the whirlpool. In an instant, he figured out the flow of vitality that caused these frost flowers, and then quickly changed
Understand the nature of the vitality around you.
He disguised himself as one of thousands of frost flowers.
He was already very proficient in magic circles.
When the formation cannot be broken forcefully, deceiving the perception of the formation is originally the best way, just like if you want to get honey from the hive, you can turn yourself into a member of the bee swarm.
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However, what he didn't expect was that the moment he completed his disguise, the impact of thousands of frost flowers on him did not stop. Amidst the countless biting and extreme cold, a more terrifying sense of death suddenly appeared.
A more terrifying impact hit his body. The biting chill that had penetrated deeply into his body seemed to have turned into runes for drainage. Many wisps of vitality with a meaning of death flowed faster than his true energy.
Rushing into those runes at such a speed, they seemed to burn instantly!
An indescribable power exploded in his sea of energy.
Along with a painful groan, a red air ball surged out of his mouth and nose, and the flesh and blood on his face became distorted due to the retrograde flow of air and blood.
But at this moment, he did not choose to retreat. The small amount of true energy in his Qi sea surged out with his muffled groan, turning into an extremely unruly arrogance, like
A spear stabbed forward fiercely.
Boom!
A bright light appeared in front of the Demon Sect.
His whole body fiercely broke through the thousands of frost flowers that came towards him, and rushed into the world behind.
Except for the entrance where he rushed in, this spire had no other holes connected to the outside world. It was almost seamless. Anyone could deduce based on common sense that it should be pitch black inside, but the fact was completely opposite.
The water behind him shone with a faint blue light, but in front of him, it was as bright as day!
Among the countless chaotic water lines, a distant and ancient aura suddenly surged, instantly filling his surroundings and impacting his sea of consciousness. Even if his mind was extremely tenacious, at this moment, he could not clearly perceive this spire.
He finally came to his senses in the next moment, and his expression changed drastically.
In that distant and ancient aura, he actually felt strong vitality, like a powerful being with countless years of life, standing not far in front of him.
In his era, there had long been no longer the extremely powerful ancient beasts in the legend, but the aura he faced at this time made him intuitively feel that what existed in it was not something cold.
The dead thing in the iron coffin is an ancient beast that has survived for countless years.
However, when he really saw the scene in front of him, this terrible aura was still sweeping in, seeming to completely overturn the spire and his world of perception. However, there was no such thing as his first sight in front of him.
The kind of behemoth that was intuitive for a moment.
Instead, he saw a cold iron coffin.
A large iron coffin that exudes the aura of deep coldness.
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The terrifying ancient aura is still sweeping across, but there are no more real murderous intentions.
The figure of Mo Zong stabilized.
The minaret was huge, and there was a huge space in front of him, as if a hill had been hollowed out.
Just like it looked from the outside, except for the entrance behind him, the top of this spire was extremely tight with no light-transmitting gaps at all, and it was filled with sea water.
But in the sea water, little bits of starlight are constantly being generated, just like crystal stars quietly regenerating in the sea water, and then falling continuously.
Countless rays of cold and bright starlight sank down, constantly falling into the huge iron coffin below.
This is a very strange feeling, like the huge iron coffin constantly sucking in the stars born from the sea water.
There is no need to get close. Even at this distance, the Demon Sect can easily confirm that it is indeed an iron coffin made entirely of meteorite. It itself exudes the energy of stars that is completely different from this world.
Before it fell into this world, it was originally part of a certain star in the sky.
It is black, but its surface is like many red chains wrapped around it.
Those red "chains" are real flames pouring out from beneath the ground where they are placed!
This iron coffin was placed on an earth-fire fire vein. The practitioner who arranged this array used the power of vitality to crazily compress the heat and real flames in the fire veins below, as if forming a stream of flows.
The runes are wrapped around this iron coffin.
This iron coffin is an extremely cold and extinguishing thing, but these earthly fires are extremely fiery things. The violent conflict between these two different vitality properties would have been bound to continue to collide and explode, but these two are completely in conflict with each other.
The vitality power seems to be drawn by this magic circle, especially the living creatures exuding the ancient atmosphere in the iron coffin, as if it has become the nutrients of the living creatures in the black coffin.
The vitality of the black coffin itself is coupled with the constant pulling of the vitality of the stars, and the magic circle is constantly pulling the evil energy of the earth... What kind of thing needs the constant nourishment of these two terrifying vitality?
Mo Zong was shocked, and his brows furrowed deeply.
However, he did not hesitate. He continued to move forward and reached the iron coffin. (To be continued)