Chapter 1312 Bronze Hall, the Way Forward

"This is... this is the real Jiamo Temple!"

In the core area of ​​the underground palace, several warriors looked at the magnificent scene in front of them in horror.

The tall temple is in the color of bronze, and there are reliefs of various monsters on it, exuding a strong magic energy. Above the temple, there is a cloud-like cloud of magic energy hovering, forming a huge vortex, leading to the palace.

The whole hall is like a bronze giant who sits and sits, with endless majesty, overlooking everything like dust, giving people an infinite sense of oppression.

"Gulu!"

One of them swallowed and said in a trembling voice: "How did this hall be forged, it should be an elemental weapon?"

The other person's eyes shone brightly, and he said excitedly: "If it's an artifact, can't it be taken away?"

The person before said with a sneer: "If it can be taken away, I will wait for you? Don't be naughty, go in and have a look. There must be a lot of demons and secret treasures inside!"

The faces of several people were full of excitement, and they rushed towards the bronze hall with a flash of their figures.

But not long after, there were faint screams from the hall, adding a bit of chill out of thin air to this eerie and majestic hall.

Half a day later, Yang Qingxuan and the others also came to the front of the Demon Palace, and were overwhelmed by the power of the demon in front of them. They all stopped and looked at each other in horror.

Yang Qingxuan said in shock: "What's the matter with this magic power? After tens of thousands of years, how can there still be such a powerful aura?"

Du Ruo ecstatically said: "There must be a demon treasure inside! It may have been buried in it all the time, or it may have been reborn! Otherwise, such a terrifying demon power can't be explained!"

The Nine Jade Ink Armor he wore on his body seemed to be induced, emitting a slight sound of weapon accumulation, and the magic lines on it continued to appear and disappear.

"In that case, what are you waiting for, let's go!"

Yang Qingxuan let out a soft drink, and led the crowd towards the main hall.

The demon race is a powerful race that existed in the world in ancient times, and it has been immortal for a long time. It was not until the human race ruled the present and ancient times that it sank in the long river of time.

But in the vast star field of the sky, ghosts also appear from time to time, and they are all extremely powerful existences.

Yu Wuji's true body of the Demon God seems to be inextricably linked with the Demon Race.

Yang Qingxuan also developed a strong interest in this majestic bronze hall.

Suddenly, the figures of several people froze, and the feet that were about to step into the hall stopped suddenly, and a hideous sound came from a distance, accompanied by a phantom from far to near.

"Song when drinking, devil when drunk, how many autumn hairs are in front of me, right and wrong in the world will follow me. Qing, I also laugh at you; wake up, I also laugh at you."

Yang Qingxuan looked at him with golden eyes. He was slender, dressed in gray cannons, and looked ordinary.

"It's Zhong Jie!"

The man took one step at a time, and soon reached the front of the ancient temple.

In the eyes of Shi Yuyan and others, Zhong Jie is no different from ordinary humans, but his momentum is like a mountain.

But under Yang Qingxuan's fiery eyes, he could clearly see the towering and majestic demon body behind him.

Zhong Jie also saw a few people clearly, he laughed, turned a blind eye to them, stepped on the bronze steps, and entered the hall directly.

Yang Qingxuan frowned and said: "Isn't it just the demons, pretend to be mysterious, we will go in too."

Du Ruo said: "You still have to be careful. The last master of Jiamo Temple is Mo Tu, a high-level holy demon, and the things left behind will never be simple."

Several people stepped directly into the hall, and the demonic energy inside was surging, surging in the hall like a strong wind, giving people a sinister feeling, but they did not see the demon spirit.

Yang Qingxuan said: "It seems that someone has been here before, even a lot of people have come, and the demon spirit has been emptied."

Shi Yuyan said: "Then what should I do?"

For her, the most important thing is to earn points. As for the demon treasure, it is not very attractive to a proud girl like her.

"The huge vortex of demonic energy outside the hall leads directly into the hall, and there will inevitably be a phenomenon, and a large number of demon spirits will be born. This hall extends in all directions, and there are many rooms inside. There must be good things, otherwise the people who came in would have left."

Yang Qingxuan stared at the front of the main hall for a while, and said: "More than forty people went in, but none of them came out."

Hua Qing couldn't help shivering, and said, "Could it be that all these forty people..."

Yang Qingxuan pondered: "It's possible. But if you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get a tiger's cub."

Hua Ling said: "Xu Weilong said earlier that Yang Wuxin was also in the main hall, so it should be true. The possibility that more than forty people will perish is too low."

Du Ruo said: "Let's go, although this huge bronze palace is majestic, it's not very big for us. Let's sweep it first, and leave immediately if there is nothing left, so as not to fall into an inexplicable crisis."

"it is good!"

Several people responded, and then followed behind Yang Qingxuan, and rushed to the inside of the giant hall.

As soon as they ran into a side hall, several people suddenly stopped and stopped abruptly.

An awe-inspiring murderous aura struck in front of them, covering them all.

In the very center of the side hall, a white-clothed man sat cross-legged, with half-black and half-white hair, expressionless face, aura as cold as ice, and a chilling aura emanating from him quietly.

Shi Yuyan said in shock: "People from the Star Palace!"

The others immediately became alert.

Huaqing Hualing was taken aback, his heart twitched suddenly, he recognized the person in front of him, and exclaimed at the same time: "It's him!"

The hall suddenly fell into silence.

Shi Yuyan and the others are all ready to fight, holding weapons in their hands, facing the man in front, ready to fight at any time.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes met the man's, looking at each other without blinking.

After a while, Yang Qingxuan said: "You are here, do you want to go back with me?"

Shi Yuyan and the others were taken aback for a moment, looking at the two in surprise, it turned out that they knew each other.

Lu Yifan said: "I'm here to let you go back alone."

Yang Qingxuan looked puzzled.

Lu Yifan said: "Yang Wuxin is right in front. If you touch his woman, he will definitely kill you. And you are not his opponent. Instead of letting him kill you, let me drive you back."

Shi Yuyan was furious, and shouted angrily: "The people in the star palace are extremely shameless! You just know nonsense! Destroy people's reputation!"

With a flash of his figure after speaking, the Manshen Halberd slashed over.

Lu Yifan stood up, stretched out his hand to grab it, and blocked the attack of the Manshen Halberd, and then lightly patted the zhenyuan on the halberd, and then pushed it back.

Shi Yuyan only felt her arms go numb, and her whole body was pushed back to the original place by the huge force.

In shame and anger, Shi Yuyan wanted to go up again, but was stopped by Yang Qingxuan's hand.

Lu Yifan said calmly: "Let's go, take your woman with you. Based on what I know about Yang Wuxin, even if this woman is the daughter of the Juntian Zifu, if she angers him, she will not end well. Yes. If you really like her, take her far away and don't show up again."