Chapter 526 Exploring the Immortal Palace

"It has always been the burial place for powerful men in the Eastern Wasteland. How many people can come out of this trip?"

A rootless river, also known as the River Tongyou, connects the Bronze Immortal Palace. The monks who came to join in the fun were stunned and sighed.

The chances are slim.

It's just that figures continue to arrive one after another, from ancient families, holy lands, great religions, and even the ancient dynasty of Zhongzhou, all have ancient figures appearing.

Then, amidst bursts of exclamations, bathed in the glorious past, he chose to give it a try.

Especially after I heard that the master of the Eight Views Palace had a Taoist body that could fight the semi-saints and entered it, I wanted to join him as soon as possible.

at the same time.

The surroundings of the Immortal Palace were groggy and very dark. Only a few people entered, and their bodies emitted little bits of divine light, like a bright light in the eternal darkness.

And the huge copper palace in front of it, mottled with green and rusty, comparable to a city, makes those who come feel uneasy, as if they are falling into the depths of hell.

After all, there were countless wax corpses scattered all over the place, making the atmosphere even more strange.

As we all know, this place is the tomb of the most powerful person. Every time it appears, it will shake the Eastern Wasteland. Unparalleled figures rush towards it like moths to the flame, regardless of anything.

Just because this magnificent bronze palace is said to have been built by immortals, and over the endless years, no one in the universe has become an immortal. Even those who stand at the pinnacle of human nature are unable to bear the temptation.

According to records, the Bronze Immortal Palace has run through the entire ancient history of the Eastern Wasteland!

"For millions of years, it has only appeared four or five times, and it has buried countless top figures..."

Beside him, the supremely powerful Nangong who had regained his demeanor was filled with emotion.

But Meng Fan ignored it. According to his understanding of the original work, this ruins were always moving irregularly under the Eastern Wasteland. They appeared in different areas every time, drifting along the rootless river. If you missed it once, at least. It won't happen again for 10 years.

In addition, its origin is also worthy of scrutiny. It is suspected that it is like a barren pagoda. It is a fairy artifact left over from the ancient era of immortality. It was originally a dormant cultivation place for remnant immortals.

As for the subsequent experience, Meng Fan can be sure that the ruthless emperor was transformed here, but an accident occurred, his body disintegrated, and the blood of the nearby immortal emperor was spilled, watering this place...

Frankly speaking, no one can tell exactly what happened except the person involved.

Anyway, I don’t know how long it took, the empress entered the ancient forbidden land in the name of Huang, and used four fairy chains made of divine gold to tightly imprison herself there, leaving the little girl Daoguo to walk in the world.

My thoughts are changing rapidly!

Without any resistance, Meng Fan followed the mysterious attraction and was able to enter the palace.

"boom!"

There was a sudden spin before their eyes, and the two of them fell heavily to the ground. They were now in the Copper Palace.

However, those old immortals who originally wanted to follow the master of the Eight Views Palace and Nangong Zheng, the supreme power of the human race, all came to nothing.

Endless emptiness, indescribable silence, the inside is groggy, and all kinds of scenes are blurry and hazy.

In addition, time seems to have stopped here, like the end of the world.

The moment he almost entered, Meng Fan's eyes showed a chaotic aura, and his gaze immediately penetrated all kinds of illusions. However, there were many secrets and murderous intentions here, and he still couldn't see the end at a glance.

"Crack!"

At this time, there was a cracking sound, and it felt like he had arrived at the beginning of the creation of the world. Nangong, who was quite disturbed in his heart, was looking at it with a frown.

I saw a snow-white skeleton on the ground, broken in many places, and turned into bone powder at the slightest touch.

Not far from the bones, a few words in dried blood were black and red and blurred, with an indescribable charm flowing around them. It seemed that all the energy and spirit of the person's body had been condensed to leave the mark, and it seemed to convey a kind of imprint. mood.

[Dare to ask God, is there any immortal? 】There are only eight words like this.

It is conceivable that before this person died, his heart was absolutely full of regret and unwillingness. No matter how outrageous his methods were and how profound his realm was, he still could not clear the clouds and see the blue sky!
"Fellow Daoists may leave behind a few words. If an accident happens, you can leave something in this world for future generations to pay tribute to."

Meng Fan opened his mouth and said seriously.

But Nangongzheng didn't hear the teasing, nodded, and began to concentrate on describing, using his own Dao fruit as the ink, leaving his will to future generations:
"Nangong Zheng of the human race wants to fight for the immortal!"

The ten words express one's will, and the artistic conception spread out of them can be described as earth-shattering, even Meng Fan himself, who is crossing Zhongzhou, was shocked.

Ignorance is real.

But faith cannot be faked.

A mere immortal ant actually has the ambition to climb.

"It's a pity that I was born in the wrong era. If the environment had been better in ancient times, becoming a sage would not be a problem."

"What happened?" Yi Yanwan asked curiously, not in a hurry to instill divine power to activate the Xuanyu Platform.

Beside him, Yao Xi, who had changed the door, also blinked his beautiful eyes, expecting him to tell about the scene he saw and the performance of the powerful human race.

the other side.

The ancient palace was still silent. Nangong, who had completed the inscription, was gathering his thoughts and followed Meng Fan closely. After all, there was no connection between the will to die and the desire to die. If possible, he wanted to get out alive.

In this way, the two passed by more than a dozen skeletons, and saw a line of blood, until the two doors were revealed.

The two portals resemble the yin and yang fish in Tai Chi!
On the left is a black fish.

On the right is a white sunfish.

Both of them are like irregular crescent moons, but when combined into one, it is Tai Chi!
If it weren't for the extreme danger, the extremely strong murderous intent, and the lack of suitable time, it would be impossible to find him. This place is definitely a top transformation place in the vast universe, no less than the Zhongzhou Immortal Pond and the Eternal Dragon Cave. , the land of creation.

On the black Yinyu portal, there is a vigorous ancient character engraved, which is so powerful that it wants to blow people away.

dead!
This word can be said to be very ominous, like a curse, it is imprinted on it, and there is a bloody breath blowing towards your face.

Such a scene made Nangong Zheng, who had just calmed down, tremble. He was glad that he had deceived the owner of the Eight Views Palace in advance and withstood all the pressure.

And on the white Yangyu portal, there was only one word engraved on the iron hook and silver stroke, which was:

Raw.

The pen is powerful and the charm is natural, exuding a peaceful atmosphere, which is completely opposite to the Yinyu portal.

Nangong was looking back subconsciously. Unknowingly, there was no way behind him, it was foggy and dim, and there were only two words of life and death to choose from in front of him!

"There is nothing to hesitate. It is natural to choose life. Who would choose death? I want to fight for the immortal life and find a piece of life..."

Firm tone.

It sounds very encouraging!

Even though he never moved a step, his eyes were fixed on Meng Fan, ready to slap him in the face at any moment, that is, to change his mind and choose another path.

"Tai Chi produces two forms, Yin and Yang arise together, the Yang is life, and the Yin is death."

"The anode produces yin, the cathode produces yang, yin and yang reverse each other, life and death transpose..."

 Starting to make up tomorrow~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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