Chapter 308 Great Heitian Temple

The entrance of the huge black hall doesn't even have a gate, it's just a hole several feet high, with gusts of black wind howling non-stop.

As soon as it reached the entrance of the giant hall, the Yangzhi Bird flapped its wings immediately, anthropomorphically giving Wei Suo a dangerous movement.

Wei Suo nodded, aroused both the black water lotus and the blue and white aura mask, and then approached the black wind gushing from the entrance to test it out.

"Crack clap clap!"

I saw gusts of black wind impacting on the blue-white aura mask, making continuous explosions.

Wei Suo frowned suddenly, with a hesitant look on his face.

The black wind that blows out here actually has the power of a half-spiritual rank, that is to say, after entering this huge black hall, it is equivalent to having to withstand the attacks of many half-spiritual magic weapons from time to time. Moreover, this gigantic hall is so grand, after entering it, it will take a long time to feel it out.

"kindness?"

Suddenly, Wei Suo's expression changed.

Inside the giant hall, there seemed to be a faint sound of fighting, but it seemed to be extremely far away from him, and the sound of the black wind was very sharp, and it was impossible to judge the specific direction for a while.

After a little hesitation, Wei Suo rushed in towards the hole where the black wind was whistling.

The scope of this small heaven is too wide. After passing through so many areas, Wei Suo is sure that the hope of finding Ji Ya and Han Weiwei by chance is too slim just by touching in one direction. The most important thing now is to determine where he is in the small heaven. The map in Yin Lihua's hand reminded him that it might be useful to capture one or two monks of the Yin Corpse Sect.

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Just as Wei Suo swept into the huge black hall, there was a sudden violent roar in a canyon covered with yellow clouds, and then clusters of astonishing flames emerged from the yellow clouds, and then came out of the canyon A group of Yin Corpse Sect monks rushed out.

There are twelve or three monks in this group of Yin Corpse Sect monks, and most of them are at the first and second levels of the Mind Separation Realm, and the lowest among them is also at the fifth level of the Zhoutian Realm.

If such a group of monks were placed outside, they would already be an astonishing force, but at this moment, this group of people all looked like they were pissed off and terrified.

"puff!"

After the group of Yin Corpse Sect monks rushed out of the thick yellow cloud,

There was no sign at all, the aura mask outside one of the monks suddenly burst open, and then a blood hole appeared from the back to the chest, as if hit by an invisible hand It's the same as piercing.

"ah!"

Upon seeing such a scene, the rest of the Yin Corpse Sect cultivators suddenly let out a horrified cry, and all the magic weapons in their hands struck towards the cultivator's body.

The cultivator's body was instantly turned into ashes by the rushing rays of light of all colors.

But almost at the same time, there was another scream, and a bloody hole appeared from the back to the chest of another Yin Corpse Sect cultivator.

Seeing such a scene, the rest of the monks immediately turned pale, shouted, and fled desperately in all directions.

I saw the blood bursting continuously, and the various aura masks and defensive magic weapons outside these monks burst one after another like paper paste. After falling seven or eight corpses in a row, only four monks from the Yin Corpse Sect escaped without a trace.

After the four Yin Corpse Sect monks fled away, a blue light flashed behind the corpses all over Taniguchi, and a strange monster slowly appeared among the corpses of the monks all over the place.

I saw this monster standing like a human, its eyes were dim, its hands, feet and body seemed not much different from that of a human, but its back was arched and looked very stooped, but its head was a flat toad's head.

"Cuckoo!"

This monster moved towards the direction where the four Yin Corpse Sect cultivators were fleeing, and after yelling twice in a low voice, a thoughtful expression appeared in its dim eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the monster casually grabbed a few sets of hearts and lungs from the corpses of several monks underground, swallowed them, and then moved towards one of the corpses with an astonishing speed almost teleporting. Cultivator Zong chased him from where he fled.

With the emergence of a layer of blue light, the strange figure of the monster became fainter and fainter, and then became completely transparent again, disappearing into the air.

And at this moment, from a part of the huge black hall that Wei Suo entered, there was also the sound of monks talking.

"Brother Yaoxian, it seems that this place is indeed the Daheitian Temple. After passing this hall, it should be Fengmo Mountain and Daoxuan Hall!"

The place where the sound came from was a hall whose walls were all made of unknown black fine gold. One of the walls of this hall is engraved with runes of nine demon gods with different images, and each demon god's forehead is inlaid with a white spar the size of a fist. And within each rune, there is a faint flow of black light, obviously forming a magic circle by itself.

Among the two monks standing in the main hall here, the spiritual energy on one of the monks turned into the shape of a treasured umbrella with silk on the top of his head. The aura outside the other cultivator's body was crimson, condensing into a small flaming sword. These two monks are exactly the two golden core stage monks who came with many monks from Huohuang Palace.

"There should be no mistake." Wearing a moon-white cassock, the soft-faced cultivator nodded, and a look of excitement flashed in his eyes, "It seems that the Yin Corpse Sect hasn't reached here yet."

"They probably would never have imagined that our Huohuang Palace had obtained this ancient scroll map recording the small heaven hundreds of years ago. They just have to wait for this small heaven to be born." Wearing a scarlet robe The rough monk glanced proudly at a half-broken silver scroll in his hand, and then looked at the wall in front of him covered with demon-like runes, and said meaningfully, "It is said that this place in the Great Black Heaven Palace Among them, there are also several treasures."

The soft-faced cultivator nodded, without saying much, when he stretched out his hand, he raised seven white formation flags.

I saw the seven white formation flags floating in front of him, and in a short while, a fluffy and gorgeous white glow was emitted, connected together to form a semicircular white glow mask, covering the onto the wall engraved with the runes of the Demon God.

When the white glow shrouded this wall, the black light on this wall suddenly burst out, and the nine demon gods on it seemed to come alive, devouring the white glow.

The rays of light emitted from the seven white formation flags were actually not as devoured by these nine demon gods.

Seeing this scene, cultivator Yinrou's complexion didn't change at all, he just stretched out his hand and shook it forward again.

"laugh!"

I saw a white light rushing out from in front of him in an instant, making a sharp popping sound, and rushing towards the wall in front of him.

At the same time, the cultivator wearing the scarlet magic weapon also offered a small purple bell. There are three taoist-like runes on the surface of this clock, and when it is sacrificed, an astonishing wave of purple fire gushes out immediately.

In the blink of an eye, white light and turbulent purple fire waves impacted on the wall in front.

"boom!"

An earth-shattering loud noise burst out from where the black, white and purple brilliance collided.

The black light on the black and fine gold wall trembled fiercely, as if it couldn't bear it, it dissipated.

"Click!"

The white light emitted by the Yinrou cultivator was nailed to the wall, but it was a small platinum-like spear, half of which was exposed.

With a movement of consciousness, the three-foot-long white gun flew out again, hitting the wall continuously.

Under the continuous impact of this magic weapon and the purple fire waves, there was a "bang", and the wall was completely shattered.

Behind it, there is a slanting upward step, which is filled with black and red light.

Seeing the opening of this passage, the faces of the two monks suddenly revealed expressions of surprise. It seems that the arrangement called Daheitian Temple should be very consistent with their ancient scroll map.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

A surge of black air suddenly surged out of the passage and rolled towards the two monks.

The seven white formation flags suspended in front of the two monks had no time to take them back. When they were sprayed by the black air, they immediately lost their inspiration, and their faces seemed to be burnt, with strands of blue The smoke fell to the ground.

With the gushing out of this black energy, a monster that can be described as extremely weird appeared in the eyes of these two monks.

The body of this monster is like an upright crocodile. Not only is the skin all over its body the same as the crocodile skin, but it also has a crocodile-like tail, but its heads are two ferocious wolf heads.

Seeing the appearance of this monstrous beast and the sudden destruction of his seven white formation flags, a look of extreme shock and anger appeared in the eyes of the soft monk.

With a touch of his hand, the small white gun flashed and turned into a white light, hitting the monster's chest.

With a sound of "poof", it seemed that the outer skin of this monster was the same as that of a crocodile, and it didn't look like anything at all, but when the small white gun hit it, it was actually shot away by a single bullet.

Immediately, a horrified look appeared on the faces of the two Jindan stage monks, when two puffs of black air spewed out from the monster's mouth at the same time, and hit the small white spear. And the white light of the small white gun immediately dimmed a lot.

"What the hell is it!"

The face of the rough monk wearing the scarlet robe changed drastically, and the purple fire waves on the purple clock surged out again.

Others may not know what kind of magic weapon this soft little white spear is, but he knows it very well. The small white spear owned by Yinrou cultivator is named "Emperor Soul", but it is a powerful treasure of the real middle-level Dao class! But this magic weapon didn't even hurt the strange monster opposite at all, instead, its spirit energy was eliminated a lot, and it looked damaged.

Even Dao-level middle-level magic weapons can't break through its defenses. Could it be that this monster is a monster of seventh-level middle-level or above!