For this magic bottle, how many layers must be refined before it can be completely controlled, Tang Mingyang doesn't know.
He asked Xiao You, but this little guy is also a confused person, and he doesn't know many questions.
However, Tang Mingyang was a little surprised.
On the second layer of this magic bottle, Xiao Youshen has been enlightened for several years, but he has not been completely refined.
Tang Mingyang didn't force this little guy either, let it take its course.
The tenth year of healing.
At this time, everyone's injuries were almost recovered.
But at this time, the altar below suddenly changed.
I saw it slowly crumble.
Then where the altar crumbles, a pitch-black crack is revealed.
In this dark crack, a gloomy voice that seemed to be the roar of an evil ghost came out.
Listen to it.
It's creepy.
"What is this sound?"
Everyone was shocked.
In the face of this sudden change, no one knows what will happen.
No matter what kind of cultivation.
In the face of the unknown, there will be new fears.
"Is it a Death Spirit?"
Tang Mingyang said.
At the moment, the apocalyptic catastrophe is going on outside.
There's a death spirit coming in here, and that's normal.
"It's not the voice of a Death Spirit."
Li Xuan Ziyu said.
They were born in the Supreme Demon Realm, and they are all too familiar with the Demon Soul of Death.
"I don't think we should stay here any longer, let's go up first."
Dahuang Cultivator spoke.
Between this unknown life and death, he didn't have the heart to entangle grievances with Tang Mingyang.
"Yang Ming Tang Xiuyou, what do you think?"
Li Xuan Ziyu asked.
"I don't know what's in there, but it must have something to do with the fact that we've been here for so long.
Behind this, there must be a presence who pays attention to us, and the other party definitely doesn't want us to stay here for too long, so he wants to let us go up in this way. ” Tang Mingyang's bold analysis and speculation.
Li Xuan Ziyu listened to it and felt that Tang Mingyang made sense.
She asked a few others who were still recuperating from their injuries, "How are your injuries?"
” "It's so good."
Chongyang Xiuyou and the others, for fear of being disliked by Li Xuanziyu and others, hurriedly said.
"In that case, let's go."
Li Xuan Ziyu said.
The people walked up the steps.
The steps are not big.
So, we didn't walk side by side.
Tang Mingyang walked in the sixth position.
The surrounding causal mist became thicker and thicker, with a kind of corrosion, and his holy thoughts reached out, and he was immediately swallowed up by the strange corrosive energy contained in the causal mist.
So, here, you can only see with your eyes.
"Cheer me up!"
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Tang Mingyang admonished the three little guys.
He did not dare to let his guard down.
He always felt that something would happen along the way.
Above his head, a magic bottle, a shroud of demonic breath, shrouded his body.
And the demonic breath sword qi controlled by Xiao You has long been ready to go.
The higher you go.
The fog of cause and effect thickens.
It is often more than ten meters apart, and people walking in front and behind cannot be seen.
However, everyone is a monk of this level, and they need to protect some distance from each other, so it is impossible to be too close to each other like ordinary monks.
After all, everyone is not at ease with everyone.
I walked for about half an hour.
It's a walk.
But the strength of the people present can be done in one step and a thousand miles.
However, they still did not reach the ancient palace overhead.
The ancient palace was submerged in the fog of cause and effect.
"Something is wrong!"
Tang Mingyang's nerves all over his body tensed.
I haven't walked to the gate of the palace for so long, which means that the steps leading to the palace are not easy to walk.
But at this moment, the fog of cause and effect is so thick.
In it, the shadow of the ancient palace has long been lost.
"Ahh Suddenly, a scream rang out.
This came from behind Tang Mingyang.
Tang Mingyang remembered that it was Chongyang Xiuyou who fell behind him.
This scream was made by the Chongyang cultivator.
"Chongyang Xiuyou, what's wrong?"
Tang Mingyang stopped, turned around, and asked loudly.
He could only see a staircase, stretching down in the fog of cause and effect.
After his voice rang out, he didn't see a response from the Chongyang cultivator.
What made Tang Mingyang even more uneasy was that after he made this question, his voice was as loud as thunder.
It stands to reason that the other monks around should be able to hear it.
However, he stayed where he was for a long time, but he did not notice anyone coming, and no one responded to him.
Dead!
Terrible dead silence.
Where are they?
An unprecedented sense of danger invaded from the unknown depths in all directions.
"Secluded ......"
Xiao Yu shouted loudly.
It said that Tang Mingyang's boss asked him to make a move, and a fire burned the causal fog of this step!
This little guy is not afraid of heaven and earth.
Since this fog of cause and effect obscures the view, it would be nice to remove it.
If it was before, Tang Mingyang would definitely not be so impulsive.
This step, who knows what unpredictable changes will be caused by casting an attack here without permission?
However, at this time, Tang Mingyang and others couldn't manage so much.
He always felt that in the depths of the unknown, something was always approaching him.
If he doesn't clear the fog of cause and effect around him, then he might be attacked by that thing.
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"Scatter me!"
Tang Mingyang's holy thoughts moved.
A wave of law swept out, like a hurricane.
The surrounding fog of cause and effect was blown by this wind of law and began to blow away.
Blown away, just a trace of it.
Kilometers of stairs are revealed.
Looking down, there is no one, but a staircase that does not know where it leads.
When he looked up, Tang Mingyang trembled.
I saw that in the steps of this kilometer, the ancient palace gate was revealed.
"Arrived?"
Tang Mingyang was stunned.
He didn't react.
This is the gate of the ancient palace?
What about the others?
Tang Mingyang is the sixth position.
So, there should be five people walking in front of him.
"Illusions?"
Tang Mingyang used the power of the origin in his eyes, but he didn't notice any signs of illusion at all at the ancient palace gate that appeared in front of him.
Go up.
Looking at the stairs about a kilometer ahead, Tang Mingyang walked a tea kung fu to arrive.
The higher he went, the more uneasy he felt in his heart.
Sure enough, when he walked to the gate of the ancient palace, he found a man in blood, already waiting for him there.
Blood-clad man.
With his back to Tang Mingyang.
He stood in front of the gates of the ancient palace.
The door is closed.
Tang Mingyang's entire attention was on the blood-clothed man.
It's a familiar back.
Tang Mingyang felt that he must know this person, but for a while, he forgot it.