Wonderland

Chapter 627

"Young monk has no objection, so let's do what Zhuobangyan said." The white-faced young monk didn't show any dissatisfaction, but agreed with a smile on his face.

After making the decision, the Black Flood Dragon King stopped talking and came before the seal.

Only then did the Nascent Soul monsters realize that there was a pitch-black hole the size of a fingernail in the middle of the sealed aura rune.

There was a flash of inspiration in the Black Flood King's hand, and a gleaming silver key appeared.

Xiao Lin has come a hundred feet away from several Nascent Soul monsters at this moment, watching their actions anxiously.

However, Xiao Lin was a little relieved that he was not discovered by a few people. In front of that Zhuo Bang, his Yi Ling Changing Secret Art and Ghost Secret Art were easily seen through by him, but this time Xiao Lin used it. The Xiaohan Spirit Sealing Technique passed to him by Fairy Yeyue has achieved great results.

Several Nascent Soul monsters were watching the Black Flood Dragon King intently. The Black Flood Dragon King felt uncomfortable being watched by everyone, but he also knew that under such circumstances, any small action would be useless.

He came before the seal, and nodded to Bronze Monk and Zhuo Haoran.

The Bronze Monk and Zhuo Haoran immediately shot a stream of extremely pure mana towards the seal at the same time, the mana formed two arms-thick spirit pillars and hit the seal.

The seal suddenly shone with a strong blue light, and there were two beams of light on the left and right.

At this time, in the center of the seal, where the keyhole was located, the spiritual light suddenly dissipated. At the moment the spiritual light dissipated, the Black Flood Dragon King had quick eyesight and quick hands, and instantly inserted the silver key in his hand into the keyhole.

After the silver key was inserted into the keyhole, it was immediately sucked in by a suction force and disappeared.

"Boom..." The entire mountainside suddenly shook, and the faces of several Nascent Soul monsters also changed, and they stepped back a few feet, watching their surroundings vigilantly.

After a cup of tea, a pitch-black cave suddenly appeared in front of everyone, with a diameter of Zhang Xu, and I don't know how deep it was.

"Is this the entrance to the Lingzhen Secret Cave?"

Seeing the pitch-black hole, several Nascent Soul monsters showed joy on their faces, and even the white-faced monk and the bronze monk showed surprise expressions. After all, the lotus root of the Mingyan Black Lotus is very important to them .

"At this moment, a golden light suddenly shot towards the entrance of the cave."

Many Nascent Soul monsters froze for a moment, and then turned into a ray of light and shot into the entrance of the cave.

Xiao Lin, who was hundreds of feet away, saw all the Nascent Soul and old monsters entering the Lingzhen Secret Cave, he no longer hesitated, and was about to step into it, but suddenly a flash of inspiration appeared on his body, and his figure appeared.

Xiao Lin's complexion changed, and he abruptly stopped the momentum, showing a helpless expression on his face.

Xiaohan's spirit sealing technique failed at this critical moment.

But Xiao Lin understands that there is no other way. With his current level of cultivation, no matter whether it is the secret art of changing spirits or the secret art of ghosts, it is impossible for him to hide from the spiritual detection of many Nascent Soul monsters. .

Thinking of this, after he pondered for a while, a large piece of rich spiritual light appeared on his body, and then he dodged and jumped into the cave.

Xiao Lin only dared to see the streamers flickering around him. The entire cave wall seemed to be shrouded by a very powerful restriction. Xiao Lin once tried to find out his consciousness, but was surprised to find that his consciousness was touching the colorful streamer After that, it was immediately bounced back.

Moreover, Xiao Lin believed that the five-color streamer restriction could not be broken by his own abilities.

Xiao Lin descended to an unknown depth, and according to his perception, it was at least hundreds of feet above. When he got down on the ground, he realized that he was in a multi-colored tunnel.

As he expected, on the rock wall of this passage, there are also colorful streamer restrictions shining, giving people a sense of thickness and tenacity.

The figures of those Nascent Soul monsters have already disappeared without a trace, needless to say, they must have gone inside, Xiao Lin dare not neglect, the main purpose of his entering the Liuli Immortal Mansion this time is the lotus root of the Mingyan Black Lotus, And true spirit water.

One of these two things is related to his own life and the fate of the five major sects in Tianlu Mountains, and the other is related to whether he can successfully advance to Nascent Soul.

No matter which one, he didn't want to give up, but Xiao Lin also understood that with so many infants and monsters around, his chances were really slim.

However, Xiao Lin didn't appoint him, and the True Spirit Divine Water was even more related to his road to immortality, even if it was desperate, he would not hesitate.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lin launched the escape technique without any hesitation, and shot towards it.

Flying across several miles in this way, in Xiao Lin's perception, the entire passage showed an upward trend, and the passage for several miles was covered by the five-color streamer restriction.

Xiao Lin once tried to sacrifice a Qingluan ice sword, using all his strength to cut on the cave wall, but was horrified to find that no matter how much mana he poured into the Qingluan ice sword, when he cut on the cave wall, the aura of the sword would radiate Disappeared without a sound.

The colorful streamer didn't show even a wave, which really shocked Xiao Lin. At the same time, he also understood that the entire rock in the mountainside seemed to be shrouded by this streamer restriction.

That is to say, no matter how many Jindan cultivators like Xiao Lin fight here, even if they fight upside down, the cave wall will not be damaged in the slightest.

After understanding this point, Xiao Lin continued to fly towards the inside.

Flying for another two or three miles, Xiao Lin's eyes suddenly opened up. He found that he was already in a palace. The whole palace was in a circular shape, and dozens of thick colorful stone pillars stood upright.

And in the center of the stone pillars, there are five short and thick stone pillars, which are in gold, red, blue, green, and yellow colors, and each of these five short and thick stone pillars shone with a large amount of Yingying spiritual light, which gathered together and transformed It is a multicolored mask covering a place two or three feet wide.

It's like a big multicolored bowl turned upside down, and because the multicolored aura is too strong, Xiao Lin can't see what's inside the multicolored mask at all.

But soon a bitter smile appeared on Xiao Lin's face. It turned out that several Nascent Soul monsters were standing around, looking at him with surprise.

As soon as Xiao Lin saw the Nascent Soul monsters, he backed away without hesitation, until he reached the very edge of the hall, and then stopped, watching the Nascent Soul monsters vigilantly.

"Tsk tsk, I'm practicing ice-attribute skills, and my mana is pure and condensed, so I can barely count as one." The bronze monk stared at Xiao Lin, with a golden light in his eyes, and said with a smile on his face.

Xiao Lin was startled when he heard this, and his expression became more serious.

Seeing Xiao Lin's expression, the white-faced monk smiled slightly and said, "Don't be nervous, little friend, we have no malicious intentions."

Hearing this, Xiao Lin began to feel uneasy. These Nascent Soul monsters didn't pay much attention to the Golden Core cultivators who followed them along the way.

From the beginning to the end, they didn't take a direct look at it, because in their eyes, Jindan monks like Xiao Lin were just small fish and shrimps, just waiting behind people like themselves, looking for some soup to drink.

Therefore, when the white-faced monk spoke to him so kindly, Xiao Lin had a feeling of "a weasel giving a chicken New Year's greeting."

Old Monster Jinhe and Old Devil Yinkui stood together, looking at Xiao Lin with a hint of mockery.

That Zhuo Bangyan of the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong looked at Xiao Lin with a bit of approval in his eyes. Maybe it was because Xiao Lin, as a Golden Core cultivator, followed closely behind them Nascent Soul cultivators, making them The courage of this man is astonishing.

As for the Black Flood Dragon King, there was no expression on his face, he stood beside him, standing still.

At this moment, Xiao Lin was surprised to find that these Nascent Soul monsters were all restrained at the moment, and there was no trace of spiritual pressure leaking out.

Xiao Lin suddenly realized, no wonder he had also probed out his divine sense before entering here, but he didn't find anything, not even the slightest sense of the soul pressure of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

In this way, these Nascent Soul monsters did it on purpose, allowing themselves to bump into them without realizing it.

The Nascent Soul monsters did not take any further actions, and even the two people from the Tianzong of the Ancient West Buddha, after looking at Xiao Lin for a few times, they looked away again and looked at the five-colored figure in the center of the hall. mask.

"Donghai Shuangxian is really a peerless genius, no wonder they will become the most promising two people in that era to advance to the gods, and they have even practiced the top secret arts such as the Five Elements Sealing Immortal Art." Zhuo Haoran looked at the five-color mask , lightly waved the folding fan in his hand, sighed lightly, and said.

"Amitabha, Zhuobangyan's words are full of irony. Your Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong knew well what happened back then. Most of the two immortals are able to have today because of your Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong's gift. "The white-faced monk at the side looked at Zhuo Haoran meaningfully, and said.

(End of this chapter)