The hub of the Demon Suppressing Palace is in the middle of the third floor of the Demon Suppressing Palace.
This is an isolated copper chamber surrounded by many strange and ancient texts.
Those ancient characters are like extremely subtle fly characters, but there is a primitive and wild atmosphere all over them.
Look closely, it's like the dim light in a dark room!
"Origin text?"
Lu Zhong just glanced at it, his eyes suddenly became solemn.
The origin text is the text evolved by the ancient sages imitating the divine patterns of the avenue, the runes of heaven and earth and other magical objects.
Every word has a unique power.
It was only then that Lu Zhong realized how terrifying this Demon Suppressing Palace was.
Deep in the core of this pagoda, there are so many origin texts engraved on it.
"Prison, imprison, suppress, destroy..."
After just a preliminary scan of the surrounding copper walls, Lu Zhong vaguely comprehended some strange mysteries of origin texts.
These origin words are like imprints engraved in time, intertwined into a terrifying suppression network, tightly suppressing the evil spirit, resentment, and the original power of vicious beasts and demons flowing in the Demon Suppression Hall.
“I don’t know which ancestor of the Yan Sect built this Demon Suppressing Palace?!”
Lu Zhong was secretly surprised.
He had tried to touch the Demon Suppressing Tower with his innate spirituality, but he had not received any useful information.
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I can only sense an extremely strong smell of terror from it.
It was something left by a terrifying god that he didn't dare to touch easily.
The innate spiritual machine is not always tried and tested. When encountering some terrifying existences that are too powerful, the innate spiritual machine cannot detect anything useful, and even Lu Zhong has to suppress this kind of death-seeking behavior.
In the center of the bronze room, there is a strange bronze mirror.
The bronze mirror was square, but it looked like it was pieced together from broken copper pieces.
When Lu Zhong got closer, he saw that there were many patterns of demons and ghosts all around the bronze mirror, and the surface of the mirror was also very rough.
"It is the hub of the Demon Suppressing Palace. The sect master has removed the divine soul brand from it. The palace master can re-brand it!"
Wang Heng, the left elder, reminded from the side.
There are left and right elders in the Demon Suppression Hall, with the left being the most respected.
Hou Fengping is the right elder.
Yao Yu is the deacon elder, and the left and right elders usually guard the depths of the Demon Suppression Hall. Only Yao Yu is in charge, responsible for dealing with many members of the sect.
Lu Zhong stepped forward and the process of refining the bronze mirror was very smooth.
Lu Zhong had long received a demon-suppressing talisman secretly passed down by the sect leader Yan Muling. After stamping the talisman and supporting secret techniques, refining the bronze mirror was as smooth as water.
"But why are there only some control hubs? This palace can sense that there should be several layers below the Demon Suppressing Palace, but they are not controlled by the Demon Suppressing Mirror?"
Hearing this, the left elder Wang Heng nodded and said:
"Yes, Lord!
This Demon Suppressing Palace is deep into the earth and has the same root as the earth's orifice, so it cannot be completely controlled. We, the previous masters and elders of the Demon Suppressing Palace, can only master some of the forbidden methods in the cells to deal with those demons. As for the deepest three levels, It is the forbidden area of the Demon Suppressing Hall, and it contains the strongest suppressive power of the Demon Suppressing Hall. No monk can enter or leave, even the elders like us who are in charge of the Demon Suppressing Hall are no exception! "
As he spoke, he looked at Lu Zhong again, with a strange dullness on his face with beard and beard.
"He who is in charge of the Demon Suppression Realm is no exception!"
"In other words, we can only control the upper six floors, the six font sizes A, B, C, D, E, and Ji!"
"The cells with the three sizes of Geng, Xin, and Ren below cannot be explored?!"
There was a trace of dissatisfaction on Lu Zhong's face, but he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Since the Demon Suppressing Palace has such great power, it is thought that the evil veins and divine corpses below are not something that ordinary people can touch.
I just don’t know what plan Shang Nan and others have prepared, and it seems that there is a way to bypass the power of the Demon Suppression Hall to detonate the evil veins!
Lu Zhong decided to take a look deep into the evil veins.
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On the other side, after the battle at Yiwangtai, Shang Nan withdrew from the Sect Master Peak with a gloomy face and returned to his cave.
Not caring about anything else, Shang Nan immediately took out some money after returning to the cave, poured medicine and soup into his mouth desperately, and took out some heavenly materials and earthly treasures that could restore the soul and stuffed them directly into his mouth.
But the more he poured the medicine, the red light in his eyes became more intense, and there were faint bloody pimples growing out from under his skin all over his body.
He seemed unaware!
It took him a while to catch his breath.
And with enough time to change his clothes, Da Ma Jin Dao sat on the mahogany chair.
There is something strange about his condition!
"Brother! Where are you injured?"
At this time, a slender girl with a delicate face also hurriedly walked into the cave. She was a little pale when she saw this scene, and she looked up and down.
Hearing this, Shang Nan raised his head and looked at the visitor with slightly red eyes: "It's okay, Junior Sister Duanfang!"
Shang Nan waved his hand to signal the pretty girl not to be nervous.
The girl's name is Duan Fangrui, and she is also an elder in the sect. The two of them were in the same division, and they have a close relationship.
Seeing Shang Nan's rosy face, Duan Fangrui's face softened slightly, and he complained: "It's so hateful that such a brat, such an immoral and disrespectful person, is sitting on top of me!"
Seeing Shang Nan sitting on the chair, his eyes were silent, but there was a faint redness in his eyes. Duan Fangrui thought that he was angry, so he couldn't help but stepped forward and comforted him softly: "Senior brother, there is no need to be sulky, it's just a matter of temporary victory or defeat." Come on, that kid is very proud now, but if he doesn't know how to restrain himself, he will be killed sooner or later... He is still old and hot, we have never experienced any storms..."
Speaking of the calamity of death, the face of this delicate girl changed slightly, and a bit of sternness condensed in the depths of her eyes.
Seeing this, Shang Nan secretly shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Junior sister, if I don't mention this in advance, I am afraid that I will be killed if I fail to succeed in ascending to the position of master of the Demon Suppression Hall!"
When Duan Fangrui heard this, he smiled on his pretty face and said, "No, senior brother..."
Just as he was about to continue speaking, he turned around and found that Shang Nan looked wrong in front of him. Shang Nan's face was gradually becoming terrifying!
Many emotions of struggle, violence, and desire were revealed. The next moment, he suddenly stood up and appeared in front of Duan Fangrui. Countless red smoke could not stop coming out of his body, and there was a sudden bulge under his clothes. Countless horrible, disgusting burning abscesses emerged, with countless juices bubbling faintly in those abscesses, and tentacles squeezing out crazily.
Evil energy and demonic energy are overflowing crazily.
At this moment, the red light in Shang Nan's pupils was like drops of blood.
"Brother!"
Seeing this scene, Duan Fang Ruihua's face changed color and her face became anxious. Just as he was about to step forward, he saw that Shang Nan could no longer contain the terrifying flames raging in his body. His figure suddenly expanded, and turned into a violent figure in the red smoke. The vicious swollen fireball, countless red beards burst out of the body and swept towards Duan Fangrui.
"No, senior brother, you have to control your sanity!"
As he shouted fiercely, Duan Fang Rui's jade face turned pale, and a jade fan flew out from Luo Shang's clothes, emitting a three-color mysterious light. It was barely able to fly out, but it was immediately contaminated by the terrifying evil energy. The treasure's aura flickered slightly in the air, and suddenly fell into the dust. , turned into mortal things.
Duan Fang Ruiqing knew something was wrong, and was about to rise into the air to find another life, but she saw countless tentacles densely packed with juice and viscosity in the countless black and red haze, suddenly submerging her, filled with evil energy, directly drowning the brilliance of vitality around her, a The huge palm grabbed her out of thin air and stuffed her directly into the fleshy mouth.
"Senior brother... have mercy on me..." Duan Fangrui's scream could be faintly heard from inside the bloody mouth.
Then there were bursts of creepy chewing sounds and the splashing of juices from within the cave.
After swallowing Duan Fangrui, the terrifying flesh and blood giant's eyes were red and he said in a hoarse voice: "Junior sister, you are so wonderful, I should have eaten you long ago! You and I become one, and we will never be separated again!!"
As he spoke, a huge pustule suddenly appeared on his shoulder, and a beautiful head stood out from it, exactly like Duan Fangrui's.
At this time, the beauty's eyes showed a sad look: "Brother, you are so cruel!"
In the eyes of the demon, countless fine red beards rushed out one after another, and the terrifying demonic energy escaped from the cave. In an instant, the peaks around the cave and the surrounding palaces were submerged, and this lively area immediately turned into a hell on earth. !
