Chapter 191: Mysterious Sculpture

"Shua!"

In the endless corridors, Zhao Yi's figure was like lightning, and he rushed out at an astonishing speed. The black shadow that was walking in front had long since disappeared.

"Fuck! How long will it take to finish this road?"

Zhao Yi ran for half an hour, but he couldn't keep up with the weird soldier, and he still didn't see the end of the passage.

Zhao Yi initially suspected that he was under the influence of some kind of phantom array, but this is indeed a passage without any spiritual fluctuations at all.

"Heiliantang and the others have come in now, we must hurry up!"

Zhao Yi's eyes flashed, and the pitch-black eyes flashed a sternness, and the magic pillar smashed hard on a carved soldier.

Although this is not a phantom formation, it is always good to leave a mark here.

"Shua!"

After doing this, Zhao Yi clapped his palms with some satisfaction, and then moved his body like an arrow, and continued to run towards this passage.

At the same time, in the Xuanzang Valley, the treasures that had been taken away by Zhao Yigua, for some unknown reason, appeared on some large and small relics, and various elixir skills emerged, attracting countless forces to frantically compete .

At the same time, the identity of the peak Wu Zun who fell here was also revealed by everyone.

He was the person who pioneered in the Northern Yuan Dynasty thousands of years ago, so it can be said that he is the ancestor of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, and he is known as Venerable Xianyuan.

His cultivation base is at the limit of Wu Zun level. He had broken through to become a saint in Xuanzang Valley, but he couldn't survive that catastrophe, and finally sat down here.

And the treasures of his life, along with his sitting, will stay in the Xuanzang Valley forever!

Whether intentionally or not, the mausoleum where Venerable Xianyuan sits has been found.

Having tasted the sweetness, countless forces and monks frantically rushed to that place, for fear that if they were too late, the treasure would be taken away by others.

"Is the mausoleum of Venerable Xianyuan sitting in Hua, I will let you go for now!"

Venerable Hei Lian, who was looking for Zhao Yi all over the world, apparently also heard about the tomb of Venerable Xianyuan, and had to stop chasing and killing Zhao Yi.

But if he knew what happened at the headquarters of the Black Lotus Hall, he might choose again...

"Let's go take a look too."

Venerable Diyan watched countless forces rushing to the depths of Xuanzang Valley, and shrugged helplessly, but since they have all come here, at least take a look at the collection of the peak of Wuzun.

"yes!"

Everyone in Diyan Pavilion nodded, followed by Diyan Venerable, and entered the mausoleum where Venerable Xianyuan was sitting!

The people of the Beiyuan Dynasty did not show weakness. Under the leadership of the Venerable Beiyuan, they also quickly approached the depths of the Xuanzang Valley.

"Huh? You actually came back here!"

When countless people were heading towards the mausoleum, Zhao Yi looked at the front with a dazed expression. On the side of the passage, there was a statue of a soldier who had been smashed to pieces.

Zhao Yi is very clear that this place has been specially marked by him!

Zhao Yi frowned, he had repeatedly confirmed that there was indeed no formation here, but how did he return to the original place?

And that weird soldier sculpture has long since disappeared, and I don't know where it went.

"I don't believe in evil anymore!"

Zhao Yi took a deep breath, fixed his eyes on the front, his figure was like an arrow, and charged out again, making marks along the way.

Half an hour later, Zhao Yi miraculously returned to the same spot!

"So, this corridor is not a long straight line, but a huge circle!"

The corner of Zhao Yi's mouth raised slightly, he walked through it just now, it is true that there is no phantom array, but a huge circular corridor!

"Since it's pointless to continue walking, then... let's demolish it!"

The corner of Zhao Yi's mouth raised slightly, and the Xutian Demon Pillar immediately emerged from his palm, and hit the wall beside him heavily.

"Crack!"

The terrifying power beyond Wu Zong's level left only a tiny crack when it hit the wall.

"interesting."

Zhao Yi frowned slightly, and kept turning the Xutian Demon Pillar, no matter how hard the wall was, it couldn't bear it now, and burst open abruptly.

"here it is……"

The wall was quickly pierced by Zhao Yi, and it was actually hollow. Outside the wall, a huge palace appeared in sight.

Although there was nothing in the palace, there was a vague oppressive atmosphere in the air. Zhao Yi knew that this was probably the place where the Venerable Xianyuan sat down!

"Da da……"

When Zhao Yi was carefully observing the surroundings, a black shadow passed by quickly, but no matter how fast it was, it couldn't escape Zhao Yi who was always on guard.

That group of black shadows was exactly the sculpture of the soldier that Zhao Yi had chased before, but he didn't expect it to come to this place.

The soldier sculpture seemed to have noticed Zhao Yi, and immediately moved away from the stiff legs and started to run towards the hall.

"Want to leave? It's too late!"

Zhao Yi sneered, and slapped his palms on the ground. Immediately afterwards, a circle of blazing fire filled a radius of 100 meters. As long as the soldier sculpture wanted to pass through, it would have to melt into a puddle of mud first.

The sculpture of the soldier seemed to know that he was extremely dangerous, so he started to spin around in place, and finally jumped up, wanting to fly into the sky.

"Suppress me!"

Facing this mischievous sculpture of a soldier, Zhao Yi shook his head, raised his palm slightly, and immediately there was a flash of thunder on the top of the sky, wrapping a crimson magic pillar.

"Boom!"

The evil spirit and the thunder light meet,

In the end, they merged together strangely, and finally hit the soldier sculpture mercilessly, there was a faint scream of pain, and a white transparent object flew out of the body immediately.

"Swallow!"

Zhao Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, black light flickered in his palm, and a terrible suction gushed out, unreservedly acting on the flying white object.

"What's this?"

Zhao Yi sucked the thing into his hand, looked left and right, it was somewhat similar to the plastic figurine he had seen in his previous life.

It's just that the plastic figurine in his hand seems to have vitality, as long as Zhao Yi lets go, it is very likely to take this opportunity to escape.

"Forget it, it's better to burn this kind of unlucky thing."

Zhao Yi muttered to himself, and immediately a layer of flames appeared in his hands, wrapping the plastic figurine tightly.

Burned by the law of fire, even hard things can melt, but the plastic figurine didn't react too much, and there was a strange pained expression on the plastic figurine's face.

"You are really weird. Why did you bring me here? This palace should have a lot of treasures."

Zhao Yi seemed to be talking to himself, and also seemed to be talking to the little plastic man, but the latter was motionless at this time, making people mistakenly think that what he saw just now was an illusion.

"If you don't say it, then you can't blame me."

Zhao Yi sneered, Yue Cangyan immediately appeared in the palm of his hand, and under the blessing of the law of fire, the power was doubled, and even the plastic figurine's body began to soften and melt.

Under the burning of Yue Cangyan, the plastic figurine couldn't hold on for more than two minutes, and immediately couldn't bear it, and began to jump up and down, but couldn't break through Zhao Yi's flame barrier no matter what!