Chapter 304 Forbidden Small Celestial Realm

"Walk!"

After the time of two incense sticks passed, the old man in black robe waved his hand coldly, and saw the black coffin under him soaring into the air, and swept towards the black spiritual mist behind him. At the same time, his hand A blood-red ancient mirror appeared on it, and the edge of the ancient mirror was also covered with a circle of tiny skulls.

Strips of blood-red brilliance spewed out from the mouths of these skulls, forming a blood-red aura mask with a radius of more than ten feet.

As soon as the old man in black robe entered the black spiritual mist, hundreds of monks under him immediately rushed to sacrifice various magical weapons. Suddenly, the entire hillside covered with steps was gusts of cloudy wind, ghosts crying and wolves howling, for a moment, There was no one on the hillside.

About half an hour later, on the north side of a huge island with a radius of more than 100,000 miles, shrouded in various spiritual mist and brilliance, a violent distortion suddenly occurred on the invisible wall of spiritual light, and then a silver beam of light Come in with a bang.

After the silver light disappeared, more than two hundred monks rushed in through the gap.

A small half of the more than two hundred monks are envoys to a flaming lotus stand that only allows one person to stand. There seems to be no threat.

The two leaders at the head are more powerful than all the monks behind them combined, and their power shakes the world. They are all the monks at the golden core stage. One of the monks, who is only in his thirties, has disheveled hair and is wearing a moon dress without any decorations. The white cassock, the white aura exuding from his body, above his head formed the shape of a treasured umbrella with silk covering his head when the god king travels in the Buddhist scriptures. The infuriating form looks much more powerful.

Practicing different exercises, forming golden pills, the spiritual energy in the body is entwined around the body, and the real shapes that are transformed are also different. After some people's kung fu has been cultivated to the golden core, the shape of the aura transformed into pieces is lotus petals, and some people's kung fu has been cultivated to the golden core, and they are clusters of flames, just like the black-robed old man of the Yin Corpse Sect just now. However, the real forms produced by the aura are eerie skulls.

Generally speaking, the larger the shape formed by the aura, the more majestic the treasure, and the more powerful it is, the higher the level of the monk's kung fu will be.

This cultivator in a moon-white cassock has disheveled hair. Although his face looks a little soft, and even looks like a woman, but judging from the sharp shape of his aura, the skills he practiced It is estimated that the worst is above the prefectural level.

The one who entered side by side with this monk was a middle-aged monk wearing a scarlet robe.

The crimson robe of this middle-aged monk was actually covered with golden round nails, which seemed to be shining brightly.

I don't know what the magic is. This person's face is very rough, and he looks very sturdy and bold, and the aura outside his body is also crimson, condensed into the shape of a flaming long sword, which makes this monk look bold and masculine.

Standing with the monks who even look like women, one is soft and the other is rough, but people can't help but wonder whether these two have that kind of hobby, whether the two of them have such a feeling.

After the two hundred or so monks broke through the invisible barrier outside the giant island that surrounded this land, with the wave of the rough middle-aged monk in the red robe, more than fifty monks flew out one after another. , flew along the periphery of the island.

The two Jindan stage monks and the other 150 or so monks all stayed on the surface of the sea, but they didn't make any rash moves.

More than half an hour later, the monks who flew out earlier returned scatteredly, and five monks respectfully came to the two Jindan stage monks, and each handed over a silk scroll.

On the five silk scrolls, the general shape of the island is outlined, and many labels are marked on it.

It seems that the more than 50 monks who flew out should be equipped with magic weapons that can make their sights look farther. Otherwise, no matter how fast the flying speed is, it is impossible to go around in such a short time. on the periphery of the upper half of the island.

The two leading Jindan stage monks carefully looked at the map drawn on the silk, and after glancing at each other, they saw that the rough monks in scarlet robes waved their hands without saying much. Signaling all the monks to follow, he and the soft monk in the moon-white cassock flew towards the north side, leading the way in front.

Flying all the way to the due north of this huge island, the two Golden Core stage monks stopped after seeing a yellow hill that was no more than two hundred feet high in front of them.

The yellow hill on the edge of this giant island is all khaki. It looks like an ordinary hill, but there are no trees growing. On the contrary, there is a long ladder in the middle of the mountain. Later, it extended to the past, but it was not clear where it extended to. Because behind this yellow hill, there are white clouds and mists floating, covering all the scenery behind.

When approaching this hill for more than three hundred feet, bursts of yellow light suddenly flickered on this yellow hill, and countless yellow dust suddenly floated up. This very fine yellow dust, after floating, is suspended in the air and does not fly away, covering the sky and blocking the sun, making the surrounding area dark for several miles.

The Jindan cultivator in the scarlet robe stretched out his hand, and a two-foot-long rocket suddenly condensed in front of him, shooting towards the yellow hill in front of him.

As soon as it entered the range where the yellow dust was floating, the yellow dust that was originally floating seemed to come alive, rushing towards the rocket one after another. It only took a few breaths to see This rocket became bigger and bigger, and turned into a huge yellow sand arrow that was more than ten times bigger.

Afterwards, the giant yellow sand arrow spread out again, and turned into very fine yellow sand, suspended in the air densely.

A spell issued by a Jindan stage monk was easily dispelled, and it seemed that it only stirred up the floating yellow sand tens of meters around the rocket.

Seeing the strange appearance of these yellow sands, people can't help feeling that if a monk walks in, they will be gathered by these yellow sands and swallowed up at once.

But seeing this scene, the rough middle-aged monk in the scarlet robe was immediately overjoyed, and turned his head to the soft monk in the moon-white robe beside him and said, "My dear brother, this is Feisha Mountain without a doubt. Now, it seems that the place discovered by the Yin Corpse Sect should be the small heavenly realm, the forbidden area of ​​the ancient Yunjie Sect!"

The yinrou cultivator's expression was very calm, "It should be the Small Heaven Realm without a doubt, and we are only a little sure about deciphering this small true solution yellow sand array, so we will enter from here."

The rugged middle-aged monk in the scarlet robe nodded excitedly and didn't say much.

I saw this sullen and soft-faced Jindanqi monk, but first took out a dozen blue formation flags, and with a wave of one hand, these dozens of blue formation flags turned into dozens of blue lights, shooting Entered the yellow soil mountain in front of him.

Immediately, more than a dozen green beams of light shot out from the ground of the yellow hill, but these beams of light did not appear to have any effect on the thick suspended yellow sand.

The soft-faced golden core monk frowned, and took out a set of more than 30 white formation flags. With a wave of his hand, it turned into more than 30 white lights, passing through without any hindrance. Thick yellow sand and thick fog fell into the yellow hills.

After the more than 30 white formation flags were laid out, the suspended yellow sand, which was not moving at first, began to oscillate violently, forming huge dragon-like shapes, which seemed to rush out at any time to devour the monks Same.

The more than two hundred monks behind the two Golden Core stage monks were not only shocked when they saw this scene, but for the two Golden Core stage monks standing still in front of them, these monks would definitely have retreated far away Besides.

There was a flash of light in the eyes of the sullen and soft-faced Jindan Stage cultivator, and he suddenly sacrificed a disc-shaped magic weapon. This magic weapon is very simple, and it looks very old at first glance. There are four ancient runes of "Life, Death, Rest, Qi" floating on it. As the cultivator's true essence poured in, a stream of white light as thick as a bucket shot out from the magic weapon, and shot into the suspended yellow sand array.

All the yellow sand tumbling endlessly like monsters suddenly gathered towards the white beam of light. In just a moment, a huge yellow ball with a diameter of more than fifty feet was formed with that white beam of light as the center.

The surrounding area of ​​the entire yellow hill was completely clear, and it seemed that there was no danger at all.

"Quick! All pass this mountain first! I won't last long!"

Seeing such a scene, the faces of more than two hundred monks behind were all overjoyed, but this sullen-faced monk let out a stern shout.

As soon as they heard the stern shout of this Golden Core cultivator, the expressions of these cultivators all froze, and they flew forward quickly.

After all the monks had passed, this sullen-faced Jindan stage monk continued to use the disc-shaped magic weapon in his hand, and then swept over by himself. After his figure submerged into the white clouds behind the yellow hill, the continuous white beam of light suddenly stopped. It dispersed suddenly again, turning into countless fine yellow dust, and once again filled the surrounding area for several miles.

At this moment, Patriarch Xuanyuan, Wei Suo and others have also arrived outside the invisible restriction of the ruins here.

Patriarch Xuanyuan, Wei Suo and the others were still underwater at a depth of five or six hundred feet, and there seemed to be nothing abnormal in front of them at this moment, but when their spiritual sense touched them, they were all met with a strong rebound. These monks all clearly felt the existence of that invisible barrier.