The green-eyed Suanni trembled in his heart, with a look of horror on his face, and said in a trembling voice: "You...what do you want to do?"
The people around him looked fierce, which made his heart pound. He finally managed to get six stone tablets in the air. If he had known better, he wouldn't be so angry if he was beaten to death.
Just now, I should have secretly collected the stone tablet, walked into the Demon King's Palace, taken the inheritance, and then showed off.
He sighed, it was too early to show off.
Then Chu Yiyi turned around and waved his hand, and the angry people swarmed up and gave the blue-eyed Suanni a severe lesson.
Dust was flying and screams were heard.
With the six and a half stone tablets in hand, the passage to the Holy Palace was reopened. Chu Yiliu and others walked in calmly, stood in the large formation, and waved goodbye to the blue-eyed Suanni with a bruised nose and swollen face.
The green-eyed Suani grinned, not sure if it was because of the injuries on his body or because of anger.
"Damn you, I will never let you go!" He shouted sternly, but Chu Yiliu and others only laughed.
It is indeed the method of the Holy Demon King. From the outside, the Holy Palace looks majestic and majestic, with two giant doors made of meteorite gold that fit together perfectly, with vivid birds and animals carved on them.
Standing in front of the palace gate, people look as small as ants.
"No, my spiritual energy can't be mobilized." Someone exclaimed.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd, and everyone retreated one after another. Mo Ji also retreated to Chu Yiliu's side, with Skyfire and Mo Feng lying across his chest. Could it be that the Holy Demon King still had unfinished methods?
The people on the Kyushu Island side looked joking, and Shen Yuanran deliberately took a step forward and said with a smile: "Is that how courageous you are? It's nothing more than that."
Originally, they should have monopolized the inheritance of the Holy Palace on Kyushu Island, but now there is a huge crowd of people, and they have become the ones taking advantage of others, which inevitably makes these proud guys feel uncomfortable.
It just so happens that we can take this opportunity to humiliate them a little.
Shen Yuanran deliberately strode into the palace gate, glanced at Chu Yiyi provocatively, and seemed to say: Boy, do you have the ability to come in?
On the other hand, Mo Yunlong and others all looked surprised and did not dare to act rashly.
Chu Yiliu's eyes moved slightly, and he immediately walked calmly and calmly near the palace gate, explaining: "Don't be nervous, it's a normal method. All powerful dojos will have a spirit dispersing array."
The so-called spirit-dispersing array uses the power of heaven and earth to suppress the spiritual energy of the Dharma and Purple Lake. Of course, if the strength of the person entering the array exceeds that of the person setting up the array, the spirit-dispersing array will be like nothing.
He was walking and talking, the wind was light and the clouds were calm. Shen Yuanran, who was beside him, wanted to show off, but suddenly his heart felt as if he had been drenched by a basin of cold water.
Xiang Jiangyang also showed a look of surprise and glanced at Chu Yiliu. What is the origin of this guy? Why does he even know about the Spirit Dispersing Formation?
Because there is only one force in the Linhai area that can deploy the spirit scattering formation, and it is handed down from ancient times. It happens to be their Kyushu Island!
However, Jiuzhou Island never told the outside world about the Spirit-Spreading Formation. However, Chu Yiliu seemed to know everything about it.
Mo Yunlong and others suddenly showed a look of surprise and hurriedly followed. Since he is the Holy Demon King, his methods must be somewhat extraordinary.
The six and a half stone tablets in Chu Yiyi's hands roared up and disappeared into the palace gate. The stone tablets of Mo Ji and Jian Guchen also flew out.
It was exactly eight and two-thirds, still one-third short. It was the stone tablet from Buhui Bridge, which was divided into three. Sword Spirit Palace, Chu Yiliu and Mo Qin Dynasty each got one-third.
Now, the Mo Qin Dynasty is no longer here, and one third of the stone tablets are also missing.
"Here." Xiang Jiangyang said calmly and glanced at Shen Yuanran. Shen Yuanran was still a little reluctant and slowly brought up the remaining third of the stone tablet.
Um?
Chu Yiyi and others were all surprised. How could the stone tablet of the Mo Qin Dynasty fall into their hands?
It turned out that the stone tablet of the Mo Qin Dynasty was given to the guide with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. This guide happened to be caught by Shen Yuanran, and one third of the stone tablet was found. Just now, Shen Yuanran didn't know the purpose of the stone tablet. I just understand now.
"Fortunately, Kyushu Island was left behind." Chu Yiliu said with a secret smile.
The nine stone tablets merged into the palace gate, emitting a dark golden light. Immediately, all the fairy birds and animals carved on the palace gate came to life in an instant. The roar shocked all directions, and the chirping sound echoed throughout the wilderness. In an instant, everyone was like We are in a vast wilderness.
The violent momentum roared in, weighing heavily on everyone's hearts.
The palace door turned into a dark golden passage. Shen Yuanran was closest to the door and stepped out quickly. Chu Yiliu and others also walked in immediately.
boom...
The moment they stepped into the palace gate, a strong momentum rushed towards their faces, seeming to push all of them down. Some of the weak disciples knelt directly on the ground.
Chu Yiliu's eyes were awe-inspiring, and he looked straight into the distance. A huge sculpture of a black ink cow stood in the endless plain. It held a battle ax in both hands and looked up at the sky. It must be the Holy Demon King.
It turns out that from the outside it is just a palace, but inside it is a world of its own.
"What a strong means." Mo Ji said angrily.
Being able to practice the power of the origin of the law to the point of proficiency, the Holy Demon King is worthy of being the strong man of the Eastern Wasteland.
It's not a worthwhile trip.
Everyone secretly thought.
The endless plains in front of us are shrouded under the pressure of the Holy Demon King, and a mysterious and mysterious force fills all directions.
"This is the world of the Demon King's laws. Please understand it carefully." Chu Yiliu said, and immediately moved towards the position of the Mo Niu sculpture.
That Mo Niu is smelted from the pure source of law and contains the purest power. Of course, the closer you are to it, the clearer your understanding will be.
Immediately, Mo Yunlong, Jiuzhou Dao and others set off.
However, the closer they got to the sculpture, the greater the pressure. Many people fell to their knees on the ground as soon as they took a few steps, panting like cows.
Chu Yiliu led the way, sprinting hundreds of meters, feeling the pressure of the source of the law getting bigger and bigger. He had experienced the power of the source of the space law of the Brahma Master before, so he would be more adaptable to the source of the law.
Behind him, Mo Ji and Xie Siling followed closely.
Xiang Jiangyang was not far away. Although he claimed to have extraordinary qualifications, he was hit hard by Chu Yiyi and the disciples of the Black and White Taoist Academy on the Holy Road. He learned from the pain and decided to break through the limit again.
He will go as far as Chu Yiliu goes! This is a small goal.
Soon, the closer he got to the sculpture, the stronger the sense of oppression became. Chu Yiliu's speed also slowed down a lot. Looking at the sculpture, which was still far away, it was like running into a dead horse while looking at the mountain.
"First class, you go first." Mo Yunlong shook his head, veins popped up on his face, as if if he took another step forward, his blood vessels would burst.
He stopped and sat cross-legged.
Soon after, Wu Yuanba and Shu Ke stopped one foot away. Shen Yuanran stopped two feet away, and Tianluo Fu stopped five feet away.
"Sir, I can't hold on any longer." Xie Siling also stopped. The little demon king's Dharma condensed above his head was deformed and twisted under such strong pressure.
She also stopped fifteen feet away.
Moving forward, the overwhelming sense of oppression made the world distort and fluctuate. The aura under Chu Yiliu's feet shone brightly, and the Purple Lake rippled. The extremely huge Purple Lake radiated dozens of feet wide.
Xiang Jiangyang's pupils suddenly shrank, he took a deep breath and said, "How come this guy's Purple Lake is so big!"
Such a huge Purple Lake spiritual energy is thicker than the Dharma of the monks in the Vientiane Realm. Xiang Jiangyang curled his lips, and the thundering spiritual sword above his head also moved to the extreme.
Rumble...
There were rumbling thunders, and every step he took was extremely difficult.
boom...
Black energy suddenly surged around Mo Ji's body, and with every step he took, there would be extremely deep footprints on the ground. One step, two steps...
The three of them formed a Zigzag formation and walked at the front, while everyone behind them stopped.
Bloodshot eyes appeared in Xiang Jiangyang's eyes, veins popped up on his forehead, and he cursed secretly: "Damn brat, how much further do you have to go!"
He wanted to reach the same distance as Chu Yiliu, but Chu Yiliu had not reached the limit yet.
He rushed forward with all his strength, and found that Chu Yiliu was perverted, and Mo Ji beside him was also perverted. That's all, Xiang Jiangyang could no longer go forward.
Bang...
He sat down cross-legged and fell into meditation.
"Okay, it's almost done." Chu Yiliu muttered, choosing a suitable place to sit down, and Mo Ji also sat down not far behind him.
There are two completely different forces of the origin of the law clearly intertwined in the space. One is the origin of the law of wood, where all things grow, and spring flowers bloom. The other is the origin of the strong law of earth. If it attacks, the mountain will be overwhelming, and the water will not pour.
Enter.
"Let's feel the origin of the Law of Wood first." Chu Yiliu analyzed it and found that the Wood Thunder Scripture and the origin of the Law of Wood had some similarities, so it would be much faster to get it.
The void in his hand turned, and emerald-green auras emerged from his fingertips, lingering into threads. The auras continued to shine, and the vegetation in front of him grew crazily.
But not far away from him, Mo Ji's body was filled with black energy, and he looked straight at the double axes in Mo Niu's hands with his big eyes.
boom...
Suddenly there was a thunderous sound in the sea of his consciousness, and the Mo Niu suddenly came to life and came towards him to kill him.
"Devil's will? Death!" A rich voice sounded.
Mo Ji trembled all over, and Tianhuo Mo Feng took action boldly, fighting the Mo Niu crazily. To outsiders, Mo Ji just sat cross-legged quietly, but in his mind, he was already fighting with open arms.
The endless plain fell into silence.
But at this moment, a pot exploded outside the Holy Demon Palace.
The disciples of the Black and White Taoist Academy walked away in a hurry, and everyone's expressions were not very good. King Song sent them off with a smile, and his heart was pounding: What on earth is going on? Even the people of the Black and White Taoist Academy suffered a loss?
He immediately called Qin Ruhai and others to inquire carefully again.
There is no airtight wall in the world, and soon the news spread: the people from the Black and White Taoist Temple suffered a loss in the Demon King's Palace, and the inheritance was obtained by the people from the Linhai area.
While many forces in the Linhai area were rejoicing, they were also puzzled: Who has such ability?
And in the sea outside the Palace of the Holy Demon King, a white dragon floated in the air, looming, and murmured to himself: "I haven't seen the young master for so long, I don't know how it is. I hope that boy won't treat him badly.