Chapter 259 Mysterious Ancient Monk

Ling Xiao raised his head and saw that the huge mountain peaks were surrounded by clouds and mist, and the sky was dark, but there was a quaint palace in the corner, exuding a holy breath.

"That is?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and from the ancient palace, he felt the fluctuation of the strange black mist.

"This mustard seed formation has enveloped such a large space. It seems that it is not just hiding the ancient peach tree, but perhaps the biggest purpose is because of this mountain!"

Ling Xiao's eyes showed a dignified look.

He stepped forward, stepping on the hard rock, and walked towards the ancient palace.

The fog is shrouded in mist, the surroundings are blurry and invisible, and there is no fluctuation of life. It seems that the place has become a dead silence. Only the ancient palace, the closer you get, the more you can feel a mysterious atmosphere.

Holy and evil, light and dark, the ancient palace gave Ling Xiao a very strange feeling.

There are more and more corpses around, broken weapons and broken rocks, still leaving traces of war.

The years have washed everything, but they cannot hide the past.

Ling Xiao saw a dragon-shaped sword, still filled with icy sword intent and murderous aura, but the blade was already rotten. This should be a powerful Taoist weapon, but at this moment it completely lost its previous power.

Ling Xiao also saw a white corpse, the bone was hard, exuding a faint luster, and there was a black horn in the abdomen, which pierced his body, the eyebrows cracked, and the true spirit dissipated.

Such hard bones, at least the powerhouse of the emperor realm, can stay.

Ling Xiao felt sad, thinking of the strange black fog, looking at the traces of the war around him, and imagining how tragic the battle was ten thousand years ago.

Those weird black fogs are very difficult to refine even for the secret technique of swallowing the sky. If it wasn't for Ling Xiao's scriptures without words, just to restrain the weird black fog, I'm afraid Ling Xiao would have been more fortunate.

Ten thousand years ago, those strange creatures descended and launched a catastrophe that ravaged the entire Eight Wastelands and swept the Eight Wastelands and Liuhe, and the gate of longevity that shook the world was shattered at once.

Jinse...where is she? Did she survive?

There was a sigh in Ling Xiao's eyes. In the secret realm of the Eight Desolates, layers of mist were shrouded in mist, making Ling Xiao unable to help but want to explore.

The eight ancient kingdoms of the year were the vassal of the Changshengmen, and they were closely related to the Changshengmen. Maybe they could really find the news of Jinse, right?

Ling Xiao's footsteps became heavier.

After stepping over the heavy bones, Ling Xiao walked slowly to the top of the mountain. There was a quaint palace there. Although it looked a little broken, it was very well preserved.

Outside the palace, there are corpses everywhere, and there are incense burners, demon pestles, rosary beads and wooden fish everywhere, but most of them are broken, and there is no precious light, and they are also scraps of copper and iron.

boom!

Ling Xiao kicked a huge copper plaque, Ling Xiao blew off the dust on it, revealing four ancient characters.

Daxiong Palace!

"The Mahavira Hall of Buddhism? There is no Buddhism in the Eight Wastelands. How can there be a plaque for the Mahavira Hall here?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, slightly puzzled.

Ten thousand years ago, the Eight Wastelands was the territory of the Longevity Sect, and there was no trace of Buddhism. However, on this mountain peak, the plaque of the Mahavira Hall appeared, which surprised Ling Xiao.

Finally, Ling Xiao's eyes fell on the palace.

The two stone gates were tightly closed, and there was a faint mysterious wave coming from them.

Ling Xiao walked slowly towards the palace, stood in front of the huge stone gate, and placed his palm on the stone gate.

"open!"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, his unparalleled divine power burst out, and the two stone doors were pushed open by him in an instant.

In an instant, a strange black mist surged forward, like a mouthful of blood, trying to devour Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao was already prepared, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes, and suddenly the wordless scripture in the sea of ​​​​knowledge trembled slightly, and a mysterious light rolled out from his eyebrows, which directly swallowed all the strange black fog.

In the palace, it turned out to be an eight-treasure lotus merit pool, showing the image of refining, with a faint Buddha light permeating, and a strange black qi lingering around.

In the center of the merit pool, sitting cross-legged is an ancient monk wearing a cassock with ten incense scars on his head, exuding a mysterious aura all over his body.

The ancient monk looked lifelike, with low eyebrows pleasing to the eyes, with a compassionate expression on his face, and his whole body exuded an air of clarity and compassion.

But the strange thing is that half of his body exudes a golden light, and the other half exudes a black light. With the eyebrows as the dividing line, half of the Buddha's light shines, and the other half is full of demonic energy. The divine and evil temperaments are intertwined, and it looks extraordinarily evil.

And those black lights are a strange black mist.

"Why is there an ancient monk here?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and he slowly walked towards the merit pool.

This Eight Treasure Lotus Merit Pond is in the shape of refining. There are eight petals in total, each petal has an ancient rune, and there is a thread between each other. Finally, it slowly interweaves and suppresses the one in the center. on the ancient monk.

Except for this Eight Treasures Lotus Merit Pond, the entire palace is very empty, but there is a mysterious flow of Qi.

When Ling Xiao saw the runes on the eight petals, his eyes suddenly showed an extremely excited look.

"The Eight Wilderness Suppression Demon Array?! This is Jinse... It's Jinse's handwriting. It turns out that Jinse really came here!"

There was a huge wave in Ling Xiao's heart, and the original Gu Jing Bubo mood was instantly lost, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

The Eight Wilderness Suppressing Demons Great Array is the formation that Ling Xiao passed on to Jinse back then. When Ling Xiao became the first supreme in the world, he used the power of yin and yang, wind, thunder and volcano to connect the power of the laws of heaven and earth to form a formation. The Supreme Divine Formation possesses the supreme divine power to slay the Supreme Being and slaughter the gods and destroy the demons. In the whole world, apart from Ling Xiao, only Jinse can set it up.

However, before Ling Xiao had time to test the power of the Eight Desolate Demon Suppression Formation, he had already died in the Secret Realm of Chilong.

Ling Xiao did not expect that he would be here and see the Eight Wilderness Town Demon Array.

The Eight Treasures Lotus Merit Pond in front of him was actually formed by the energy of the earth's veins and the power of the laws of heaven and earth, and the ancient monk in front of him actually became the eye of the Eight Desolate Demon Suppression Array, making Ling Xiao Incredibly shocked.

It seems that this ancient monk must have been a peerless powerhouse in the Supreme Realm before his death, otherwise he would not be qualified to be the eye of the Eight Desolate Demon Suppression Array.

Ling Xiao carefully inspected this great formation, and found that it was indeed integrated with the laws of heaven and earth in the entire Eight Desolate Secret Realm, and contained an extremely powerful sealing force.

However, what surprised Ling Xiao was that the ancient monk in front of him had no life energy, but why was he contaminated with those strange black energy?

"Could it be that under this mountain are the strange creatures suppressed in the underground ocean?"

Ling Xiao suddenly thought of a certain possibility, and there was a dignified look in his eyes.