The spear was flying, with a sharpness that could cut through everything.
Puff puff puff.
A strange scene happened, and the big nets falling from the sky were cut open one after another.
The dozen or so attacking guards were stunned.
The leader exclaimed, "How is it possible that he actually broke the seal?"
"It can seal power of any nature."
The eyes of more than a dozen people showed solemnity, and the weapons in their hands struck at the statue one after another.
Bang bang bang.
The weapons of these guards collided with the spears of the black statues.
A huge roar broke out.
The power of these statues caused these soldiers to be smashed back.
Pure strength is like a bull.
There is no way they can ascend this altar.
The master of the guards, the mysterious Crown Prince of the True Dragon Palace, had a warm expression on his face.
"Damn it, a bunch of dead things dare to block my way."
Without any hesitation, a blue card appeared in his hand.
The picture on this card is pitch black darkness.
Apart from that there is nothing.
A cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Let all return to darkness."
The card shone brightly, and an inexplicable darkness emerged out of thin air, covering the entire altar.
The next moment, all the black statues on the altar melted into the darkness and disappeared.
Only the altar stays here alone.
"snort."
The True Dragon Prince looked at his coachman with a cold snort.
"Go, take that eyeball off for me."
Upon hearing this, the coachman bowed down respectfully and said, "Yes, His Royal Highness."
The coachman is not a simple character either. Judging by his aura, he is also a real life form of level three or above.
A card appeared in his hand. The card was gray with a giant black claw on it.
Giant claws appeared out of thin air, stretched out from the void, and grabbed at the top of the altar.
Without any accident, the shriveled eyeball fell into the hands of the giant claw.
The giant claw slowly brought the eyeball to the driver.
This shriveled eyeball is huge, as big as a human head.
In the eyeball, there are three pupils arranged in a triangle.
Although it is completely dry at this time and has no luster at all.
But looking at it, everyone felt a sense of fear in their hearts.
The driver's mind was also captured by the inexplicable aura in this eyeball.
It took him a while to stabilize his mind.
A green card appeared in his hand, with a treasure box on it.
With a wave of his hand, a black box appeared out of thin air, slowly opened, and aimed at the shriveled eyeball.
The box gave off an inexplicable suction force, and inside the box was a dark vortex.
The vortex erupted with a faint suction force, instantly swallowing the shriveled eyeball.
Then the treasure box slowly disappeared into the void.
At this time, on the coachman's card, the shape of an eyeball appeared in the treasure box.
Obviously this treasure box is a card similar to a seal.
The coachman turned around and came to the True Dragon Crown Prince and respectfully presented the card.
The Crown Prince of the True Dragon Royal Court took the card and looked at it.
"Is this part of the devil?"
He frowned, feeling that something was wrong.
But he couldn't tell what was wrong.
Turning around and leaving here, the entire team disappeared into the thick black mist.
The altar returned to a dead silence.
But at some point, figures of black statues appeared out of thin air at their original locations.
It seemed that they had never left. From the statue, dark and illusory figures slowly floated out, quietly watching the direction in which they disappeared.
Let’s not mention what the Crown Prince and his party saw and heard.
Zhuang Wuming frowned a little while walking in the blue mist.
"It's very troublesome. I can't see anything else."
There was a solemn look in his eyes, even though he was only a clone.
But losing it will temporarily weaken his combat power.
He frowned and said, "We can only continue searching."
The blue mist floated slowly as he moved.
Vaguely, some mysterious shadows flashed past in the blue mist.
But these mysterious shadows are only vaguely visible and will dissipate in the blue mist.
Constantly dissipating and reappearing, they kept flashing around Zhuang Wuming.
These invisible shadows seem to be connected with each other, whispering something?
They stared at Zhuang Wuming, but Zhuang Wuming didn't feel anything at all.
He was just a little strange and a little irritable for no reason.
At this time, endless blue mist gathered not far in front of him.
A completely blue altar appeared somewhere.
The building is crystal clear and can be seen across the street at a glance.
There is a golden eyeball placed on the top of the altar.
When Zhuang Wuming came here, he saw this magical altar.
"Altar? Eyeball, what's going on?"
After thinking about it in his mind, he waved slightly.
Quantum radiance diffused from his hand and turned into a palm to grab the golden eye.
Without any obstruction, he easily grabbed the eyeball in his hand.
Holding the eyeballs, his eyes showed a look of thinking.
Golden eyes appeared in front of him.
This eye is as bright as crystal.
There are overlapping pupils in the eyes.
An inexplicable power flashed in his eyes.
Zhuang Wuming felt a bone-chilling majesty.
This kind of majesty gave him an instinctive fear and awe.
"An organ of some kind of higher life form?"
"What the hell is this place? Why is there such a thing?"
As he thought about it, the quantum light in his hands changed.
It constitutes a quantum space-time, sealing this golden eyeball within it.
The quantum space and time disappeared and turned into a few quantum particles, which merged into the clone.
He looked around, then turned around and walked in the direction he came from.
He didn't know that when he turned around.
On the huge blue altar, shadows made of blue mist appeared one after another.
These shadows looked at him and her indifferently.
There is no expression, only a pair of eyes with a faint blue light.
Imagine what it would feel like to have countless pairs of blue eyes staring at you from behind.
It's a pity that Zhuang Wuming still doesn't know all this, and slowly disappears here.
Dead silence returned to the mist again.
Following the direction he came from, Zhuang Wuming quickly arrived at the exit.
It is impossible for an existence of his level to lose his way.
He can accurately simulate every step he takes and what each angle is in his mind.
As long as there is no interference from space-time forces, it is almost impossible to get lost.
Back outside the palace, Zhuang Wuming's clone dissipated and turned into countless quantum rays of light.
A special quantum light floated in front of Zhuang Wuming.
After thinking about it, he threw it into his own space bag.