Chapter 1949 Jixia Immortal Tower (Part 1)

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Halfway up the mountain, everyone who witnessed this scene was a little stiff at the moment.

They have seen a lot of murder scenes, and there are not many dead people. After all, there are not many of them here who think they are good people. But they still have relatively few opportunities to actually experience such a thrilling scene.

Because they are afraid that the next moment they may become the second set of bones and become the nourishment of this altar.

Now it is impossible to see that there is something wrong with the center of the abutment. For a moment, everyone was stuck in their original positions, unable to move forward or retreat. They didn't want to become the next victim, but they also didn't want to give up just like that.

Suddenly, there was some movement in the center of the abutment.

The man was dead, and he didn't even have time to shout out the second sentence except the scream, before he died in vain. The blood of his body became nourishment, and maybe not even his soul was left.

But one thing did remain intact - the small round ball rolling down from his body was the Mingzhu.

This strange platform can eat a person alive almost instantly, even the flesh and bones, and in the end not even a bit of meat or dregs is left. Looking at the magic weapon storage bag at the corner of the clothes, there is nothing, and the ground is clean... It can be seen that this is a greedy and edible monster.

However, this monster gnawed everything it could eat, except the Ming Bead. Mingzhu is the only one left.

The abutment, the underworld bead, the strange secret realm...these are connected in series, which seems to be a bit too coincidental.

Before everyone could figure out the connection, a new change occurred.

The dark bead that fell on the base began to shine with a faint light, flickering on and off, making the dark mud ground darker and darker.

As it flickered and flickered, the underworld bead suddenly rose up slowly, slowly moving up the center column, and soon reached the highest point.

Then this small bead moved horizontally, rushed towards the center of the pillar, and landed accurately in the middle of the top of the pillar.

"Click——"

At this time, everyone near the base heard a sound similar to the activation of a switch, like the sound of a machine gear connecting to a certain gate. This time a switch is truly turned on.

As if confirming everyone's bad premonition, the platform in front of them changed once again.

The small base began to rise from the high pillar in the center, like a weapon inserted into the ground. It was pulled up flat, shaking off some of the surrounding structures and tissues.

Regardless of whether they were halfway up the mountain or only one step away from the base of the mountaintop, they all watched helplessly as the base rotated up. First, there was a tall and slender column, with a faint purple light shining from the underworld's beads pulled out of the soil. rise.

How much spiritual power is needed to build a barrier with supernatural power? It is impossible for a person, or should I say an ordinary monk, to have such a huge amount of spiritual power, let alone supernatural spiritual power.

The barrier has been attacked by everyone for so long without seeing any splash, which is enough to prove that these people are not worth mentioning in front of the people behind the scenes. The power behind the scenes is far greater than everyone imagined.

But it was nothing at the time, and suddenly it exploded again. In such a way, no one believed that he didn't mean it.

The method of using supernatural power to build a barrier is the same as the spiritual power barrier. It is just an externalization of power. Even if it is gathered together, it can only act as a shield at most, and it is impossible to turn it into a fatal attack. The supernatural power does not have its own consciousness, only the person who controls it.

With this in mind, one can naturally think that the loss of control of this supernatural power is most likely caused by human control.

He had just discovered that although the abutment looked quite old and had some age, it was actually not as outdated as it should be.

It's so new, both the scratches and the outer layer are so old, but the most fake thing is that it has no traces of use. There is not even a trace of human involvement.

Why is such a platform built here? What's so special? I'm afraid it's just a mechanism set up by some people with ulterior motives.

Some people may say that this is normal. After all, isn't it a trial in the Immortal Palace? Trials naturally require trials and exercises, so that candidates can be distinguished. These can actually be counted as one of the levels of trials.

But this is different.

True Monarch Yuan Heng has lived for many years and has gone through the same journey as Ningxia and others. He has naturally experienced what the monks experienced when they were young. When he was young, he was famous in the world of cultivation at that time and was legendary everywhere.

It's not that he has never participated in the secret realm, it can even be said that he has witnessed enough storms. I'm afraid that the secret trial sites they have been to in Ningxia are not even a fraction of the others.

But no matter how many times he experienced this kind of behavior that deliberately manipulated and hurt people's lives and treated people like ants, he would never get used to it.

Since entering this so-called secret land of the Immortal Palace, he felt that his surroundings seemed to be strictly monitored by a certain line of sight. Although it is not pervasive, the feeling of being watched is omnipresent.

Obviously, his existence that completely exceeds the standards is one that needs to be closely monitored. True Lord Yuanheng could feel that most of his power was being suppressed. Once it was unleashed, he might face serious backlash.

People under the eaves have to bow their heads. Naturally, he had no choice but to lower his head and pretend not to know.

Because he has felt Ruzhang's voice constantly calling him. As long as he gets closer, he can find Ruzhang and then his long-lost little disciple. So for this, he had to do some patience.

His calmness was taken by the other party as acceptance of fate and acceptance of suppression, so he became more unscrupulous.

True Monarch Yuan Heng has been nourished by the complete spiritual cycle of heaven and earth these days. Although he is only a Yuanying monk, he has reached the peak of the late Yuanying period and is only a little short of touching the realm of becoming a god. The realm of soul is even vaguely hovering on the edge.

Although there was a big gap between his cultivation and that existence, the other party's arrangements could not be hidden from him. Zhenjun Yuanheng didn't care about the other party's plan and had no control over it, as long as the other party didn't take action against his disciples.

Unexpectedly, I almost got hit later. If he hadn't caught up with Qinghui just in time, he might have lost more than half of their Wuhua sect's young elite.

Fortunately, somehow later, that consciousness seemed to be delayed and he had no time to pay attention to this side. He breathed a sigh of relief and made a small plot against the other party.

It's a pity that in the face of absolute power, his moral character is still not enough. When the trial started just now, he felt that the existence was back, and it was obvious that the disaster caused by the supernatural power just now was its masterpiece.

Manipulating human life in such a bad way has no regard for human life at all. It is estimated that in the eyes of the other party, they are all just ants, pawns to finally achieve his goal, so they are not even willing to cover up.