Chapter 121: Palace within Palace
The atmosphere in the hall was tense, and Ye Chunyang was ready to fight to the death. Although his cultivation level was far behind his opponent, if he was pushed to the limit, even if he had to cast the fierce blood curse again, he would definitely not let them have an easy time.
Qing Huzi and Lian Feng on the opposite side had long wanted to get rid of Ye Chunyang, the thorn in their eyes, and at this moment, they seemed to be murderous.
However, just as the two sides were in a stalemate, there was a sudden loud bang, and the hall suddenly trembled, and a wave of amazing spiritual power came from all directions.
Ye Chunyang was slightly startled, and without thinking, he stomped his feet and flew into the sky.
On the opposite side, Qing Huzi and Lian Feng also felt the crisis, and did not dare to stay where they were, and quickly flew into the air.
Then, they saw a shocking scene.
The doors of the hall below opened one by one, like opening the door of death to everyone, rolling out an endless storm of spiritual energy, and in the blink of an eye, everyone was sealed inside.
"Ah!"
A scream suddenly came from the side. Qing Huzi heard the sound clearly, and it came from beside him.
He turned back quickly, and the fierce aura passed through a disciple in the middle stage of foundation building like a dragon roaring. The disciple was instantly disintegrated and his body turned into meat paste and scattered.
Everyone, including Ye Chunyang, felt a chill in their bodies.
Such a bloody scene was shocking.
"Not good, the prohibition in the hall was triggered! Retreat quickly!"
Lian Feng was reminded by the ancestor in his body. After shouting at Qing Huzi, he took the lead and rushed out of this place.
The aura that dismembered the disciples of Qianyuan Sect came from the various hall gates below. After killing one person, it did not decrease. Even with his cultivation, it was difficult to resist.
Qing Huzi barely came back to his senses and rushed out of the hall.
The disciples behind him screamed in fear and fled in all directions like monkeys scattering when a tree fell.
The speed of the strong wind was so fast that if they didn't evacuate as soon as possible, they would probably end up like the man just now.
Ye Chunyang's reaction was not slow either. He put on the Lingyin cloak and fled quickly with Xiaobao.
At the same time, the ground rumbled, and several connected halls emitted dazzling golden light.
When everyone was surprised, they only saw the light of these halls shrinking and then sinking into the ground with a bang.
Seeing this scene, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
But before they could really rest assured, their expressions became tense again. I saw that where the hall collapsed, a ray of golden light flew like a meteor and quickly rushed into the air.
Looking closely, it was a golden small hall about two feet high, shaped like an ancient castle, suspended in the air, emitting brilliant brilliance, like the hall of immortals.
Just as everyone was surprised, there was a sudden loud bang, and this hall seemed to have spiritual consciousness, pressing towards them in the air!
The astonishing gravity came in an instant, and the ground cracked inch by inch. Several fleeing disciples of Qianyuan Sect were crushed into meat paste on the spot because of their poor cultivation.
Green Beard was horrified and fled away as if to escape.
Lian Feng was also shocked. When he was about to escape, he suddenly felt a pain in his body and the old ancestor's wild laughter rang in his mind: "Hahaha! So that's it! So that's it!"
Lian Feng was puzzled and asked hurriedly: "Did the old ancestor find anything?"
"You bunch of idiots are really blind. Can't you see that this hall is a spiritual ancient treasure? As expected of a cultivator in ancient times, he can actually sacrifice and refine such a hall-shaped magic weapon. His hand is really amazing!"
The old ancestor was amazed, and from his tone, it was obvious that he was also shocked by the changes in this hall.
"This, this is the spiritual ancient treasure we are looking for? How is this possible?"
Lian Feng widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.
"Nonsense, if this palace is not a spiritual magic weapon, how can it actively chase you? I thought there would be forbidden methods to protect the ancient treasures around it, but I didn't expect that this palace itself is a magic weapon, which contains the remnants of the original owner. Anyone who triggers this treasure will be attacked by it." The ancestor said in a deep voice: "Judging from the spiritual power of this palace, it is probably a low-grade spiritual weapon. With such a powerful magic weapon, plus the spiritual consciousness left by its original owner, it may not be so easy for you to conquer this palace." "The ancient books of my Fuling Island are indeed correct. After passing the ancient pagoda formation, you will find a spiritual ancient treasure. Does the ancestor have a way to collect this treasure?" Lian Feng laughed twice, his eyes shining. "This treasure is extremely powerful, and it has the spiritual imprint of its owner. It is simply a pipe dream for cultivators below the mana period to want to conquer it." The ancestor poured cold water on Lian Feng mercilessly. Just when Lian Feng was about to be disappointed, he heard him say, "But there is a way to subdue this treasure. As long as you can erase the spiritual consciousness imprint left by its original owner and replace it with your own spiritual consciousness, you can master this treasure."
Lian Feng was just happy to hear that the ancestor had a way to subdue it, but he froze when he heard the second half of the sentence, and his face became ugly.
"Ancestor, you are not unaware of the younger generation's cultivation. In addition to the effect of the Guangling Cave Mansion's forbidden method, the spiritual consciousness cannot be used at all, so how can you erase the spiritual consciousness imprint of this palace." Lian Feng smiled bitterly.
Although the owner of this golden palace has long been wiped out, the spiritual consciousness he left behind cannot be underestimated. With this palace so violent now, let alone subduing it, whether you can escape is another matter.
Just like the green beard, he has already escaped and disappeared.
Lian Feng was a little hesitant.
He had put in so much effort to find this ancient spiritual treasure. As long as he could get it, he would become famous in the sect and even the next island master would be very likely to be him. He would be unwilling to leave.
But if he stayed, he had no confidence that he could take it.
"It's actually quite simple to take it. The ancestor is very happy to help you."
Just when Lian Feng was secretly distressed, the ancestor's voice sounded in his mind again.
Lian Feng perked up, and without doubting his presence, he hurriedly asked, "Ancestor, do you have any clever ideas?"
"Old Ancestor, although my cultivation has plummeted since the war was over, my spiritual consciousness is stronger than that of the foundation-building monks. I am somewhat sure of conquering this treasure. As long as I cast a spell to transfer my spiritual consciousness to you, I can use it to conquer you." The treasure is in your pocket.”
The ancestor sneered twice.
After hearing this, Lian Feng was naturally overjoyed and said repeatedly: "I would like to thank you for your kindness. If you can really take over this palace, I will work hard for you until my death."
"Don't worry, you are of great use to me, and the benefits you get are equivalent to the benefits I get, ancestor."
The ancestor smiled strangely, and just as Lian Feng pondered the meaning of his words, he felt a huge amount of spiritual consciousness pouring into his mind. In an instant, his perception seemed to have increased several times, and the suppression of spiritual consciousness in the cave seemed to have also Much weakened.
His spiritual consciousness surged, and even Feng gained unparalleled confidence. Not only did he not avoid the suppression of the Golden Palace, but he greeted it with a smile, and his spiritual consciousness quickly let go.
But this is, his eyes narrowed.
There seemed to be a black shadow flashing before his eyes, so fast that even with his current consciousness, he couldn't catch the trace of the other party.
Lian Feng looked shocked. Greenbeard, who had the same level of cultivation as him, had already fled for his life. Who is this black figure?
Suddenly, Lian Feng seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes immediately locked onto Ye Chunyang, but where could he see the figure of that damn fat man at this time?
Lian Feng suddenly had a bad premonition.
As he was turning back, he heard a loud roar in the air, and the suppressive force of the Golden Palace suddenly stopped. Then the treasure body shook and fell to a certain place.
Lian Feng's face turned cold and he stared at the place where the golden palace collapsed. Sure enough, a fat man in black appeared there. Who could it be if it wasn't Ye Chunyang?
"Fat Taoist, you are looking for death!"
The ancient psychic treasure that was about to be obtained was unexpectedly captured by Ye Chunyang first. Lian Feng was so angry that he cast a spell to attack it.
Ye Chunyang's eyes also flashed with murderous intent, and he used his magic weapon to block it without thinking.
But at this moment, he didn't have the time to entangle with him too much. He wanted to brand the Golden Palace when he released his spiritual consciousness.
Although he has only been cultivating immortals for a few years, Ye Chunyang has experienced it many times and has wider knowledge than ordinary people. He has already seen that this temple is an ancient psychic treasure.
While Green Beard was running for his life and Lian Feng was unable to save himself, he approached the temple as quickly as possible and activated the God Refining Technique to imprint it with his divine consciousness.
But he didn't expect that Lian Feng was not as stupid as Green Beard. With his actions, this boy could obviously guess the secret of the Golden Palace and would never watch him accept this treasure.
"Do you think you can compete with me for the ancient psychic treasure with your little skills? I originally wanted you to live a little longer, but since you are seeking death, I will help you!"
With a sneer in Lian Feng's eyes, a magic weapon that looked like a big seal was sacrificed in the air and hit hard.
This magic weapon is somewhat similar to the Qingxu Great Seal that Ye Chunyang once obtained, but it is obviously more powerful and may exceed the ranks of the best magic weapons.
In this regard, Ye Chunyang did not dare to be careless and hurriedly brought out the Immortal Killing Nail to meet him.
However, when dozens of Immortal Killing Nails fell on the Great Seal Magical Treasure, they seemed to have lost their spiritual power and were knocked back.
At the same time, Ye Chunyang also felt a fierce wave of air hitting his chest. He stepped back for more than ten steps, and Ye Xiaobao, who was invisible beside him, also suffered spiritual damage.
"Why is this guy so powerful?"
Ye Chunyang was shocked. No matter how bad the Immortal Punishment Nail was, it was still a top-notch magic weapon. It had never failed since its possession. It was unable to resist Lian Feng. His skills were probably stronger than those of the Shura Ghost King he had encountered before.
It wasn't that he hadn't thought about letting Xiaobao secretly collect the Golden Palace just now, but the Divine Refining Technique was practiced by his main body. Xiaobao didn't have the power of divine consciousness, so he could only collect it by his main body, but he didn't expect that Lian Feng would actually have it. Such means.
"The light of the firefly also wants to compete with the sun and the moon. I will destroy you after I collect the ancient psychic treasure!"
Lian Feng patted the Tianling Cover, stretched his body vertically towards the sky, pressed one hand towards the Golden Palace, and his spiritual consciousness was quickly imprinted into it.
"Lian Feng, you are happy too early!"
After the cold voice reached him, Lian Feng was suddenly startled. He saw a magic circle surrounded by dozens of jade pillars falling from the sky. He was unable to guard against it and was knocked upside down, vomiting blood and essence.
"Ancient Pagoda Formation! How is this possible!"
Lian Feng's eyes widened in anger. Not far away, floating dust beads floated in the sky. Although no one was controlling it, he was able to summon the ancient pagoda formation and summon the souls of countless rare birds and beasts to bite him.
Lian Feng was shocked to the extreme, but he did not know that it was the invisible Ye Xiaobao who controlled the Floating Dust Pearl at this time, and Ye Chunyang took this opportunity to approach the Golden Palace again.
He had lost many magical treasures before, and he must obtain this ancient psychic treasure, otherwise he would be unable to move forward in Guangling Cave in the future.