Looking at the "centipede" rushing towards him with poisonous fires spurted in the distance, Wuqi's face changed. The poison avoidance pill he gave to everyone was made of the seventeen most powerful spiritual herbs in the Yuanling Secret Realm. Each of the spiritual herbs has the miraculous effect of making Wan Poison Pi Yi. This poison avoidance pill also represents the highest achievement of the old man Yuanling in the alchemy path, and each one is extremely precious.

But the rabbit Xiaobai, who took the elixir, was actually swept away by the poisonous smoke emitted by the centipede? What kind of thing is that centipede? Wuqi didn't remember that he encountered this thing when he entered the Ancient Holy Palace. If there were such things at that time, it would be that the Seven Buddhas and Nine Paths would have been poisoned to death long ago, and it would not be their turn to establish a sect in the Pangu world.

The voice of gathering spirits sounded quietly: "Escape, they actually left the Green Bear Guard. It seems that this Green Bear has just been hatched, but after all, he is the descendant of the strongest race created by the Green Bear Saint. Although he is a little weak in nature, it is still easy to deal with a villain who has just entered the founding realm."

Wuqi was stunned, grabbed Tu Xiaobai and rushed to the nine archways close to the close. He didn't remember that there were so nine archways here in his previous life, and it seemed that there was only one passage. But now Green Hair hatched out, and the portal into the Ancient Saint Palace has also become these nine erratic archways. Could it be that the ban in the Ancient Saint Palace has changed?

Before he could think about whether this change was good or bad, Wuqi led everyone into a archway closest to everyone. The green storm running behind let out a dissatisfaction roar, opened his mouth and sprayed a fishy green flame, which almost brushed the top of everyone's heads. With a "gudong", Yuan Qing could not bear the terrible toxicity in the flames, rolled his eyes and was sung to the ground. Fortunately, Ao Buzun grabbed Yuan Qing's neck and ran in.

After rushing into the archway, everyone could hear the sound of blisters bursting, and there was no strange feeling of dizziness. They came to a small courtyard with great ease. The fertile soil of green grass was planted with different kinds of plum blossoms. The red sun was hanging high in the sky, but at the same time, white snow was floating down. Most of the half-foot-long green grass was covered by white snow, and only a small inch of thin grass poked its head out of the snow.

White snow fell on more than a hundred alien plum blossoms in the courtyard. Under the black and shaped branches of the dragon, half an inch long ice hangings were hanging. Egg-sized flowers bloomed in full bloom, and the various plum blossoms were fragrant. There were also a few bright white snowflakes stuck to the stamens. The red sun in the sky was the mansion of the gods.

A stream more than three feet wide winds through the middle of the courtyard. There are two thatched pavilions and a three-room hut. In front of the house was a very fat furry creature, which looked like a dog, but had the pattern of a tiger. There were three long tails behind him. He was nearly two feet long and swayed his tail, squinted his eyes and snored, and his fat body was trembling with the snoring sound.

"Illusion, or something?" Wuqi picked off the plum blossoms from a branch beside him in surprise, and carefully placed them on his nose and sniffed them. The fragrant fragrance made his internal organs clear and unobstructed. A cold air rushed straight from his head to the soles of his feet, making his whole body feel so trembling.

"If this is really a ruin left by the Holy Realm... Well, there is never the saying of illusion in the Holy Realm!" The spirit gathered and attacked Wuqi mercilessly: "The holy realm also has restrictions and formations, but the word illusion... Since it can create something out of thin air, what do you do when setting up the array? Everything is real, but there are countless dangers hidden in the reality. In fact, master, you shouldn't have picked this flower just now."

Wuqi's body condensed and hurriedly threw the plum blossoms in his hand away. Ju Ling sighed: "Not to mention the other top powers, just talk about the methods of the Blue Lost Patriarch. If he set up such a courtyard, just this plum blossom can at least be ambushed thousands of ways to kill people. The master must remember that here, don't use your common sense to judge any items here."

With a sneer, Ju Ling gurgled: "The flower you threw out just now is actually a thunder fire that can kill everyone here. The plums on this tree are probably a life-saving elixir. The grass under the tree may be a spiritual animal like us, or even a holy world warrior with strong cultivation... Well, even the snowflakes in the sky, who knows what they are?"

Wuqi was stunned. Ao Buzun, who was standing beside him, asked Ai Ai, "Can we just stand here and stay still?"

Ju Ling sighed, and he whispered: "Since you have come in, how can you not move? Be imprisoned to death here? But you must move carefully and be cautious. The weakest founder brought a group of ignorant "mortals" into the ruins left by the seven most powerful saints in the holy world. What else can be more unlucky than this?"

After sighing a few times, Ju Ling shouted in an incredible tone of surprise: "It's strange that the people the master said to Ju Ling can really go back alive from the Ancient Holy Palace? The master is sure that it is their original body? It is not the imitation of their memories and personalities that have been reconstructed from the Ancient Holy Palace after they were eliminated?"

The words of gathering spirits made Wuqi and others feel creepy, especially his last few words made Wuqi fall into indescribable at a loss. Yes, the holy world has such supernatural powers, Pangu and the Seven Buddhas and Nine Ways, are they really the original body of the ancient holy palace? Perhaps they have been destroyed by the ancient holy palace long ago, and those who left the ancient holy palace only retained all their physiological characteristics?

However, more complex and more tangled problems arise - if all the physiological and psychological characteristics of those imitations are the same as theirs, then are they the ontology or the imitation?

Qixia, who was standing beside her, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. She shook her head vigorously, and slapped her eyebrows with her backhand. She shouted softly, and then quickly recited a long list of evil and difficult curse. After a long time of busyness, Qixia said in a dark voice: "Don't think about it anymore, otherwise it will definitely cause her soul to be severely damaged. Just now I just thought about whether I am the one I am or the one I was created by this ghost place, whether my memories were originally created or artificially created, but my soul almost collapsed!"

Qixia just finished her words, and Xian Shengling Jun, Cat Jiao, Jinjiao and others spewed blood from afar. Xian Shengling Jun smiled bitterly and said, "I'm talking a little late. Xiaolong was just thinking about this problem. What's the one standing in this flower forest now..."

Wuqi waved his hands repeatedly to stop the Lord of Exhibiting Holy Spirit from continuing. He said in a deep voice: "Don't think about these things, you can't think about them. In short, we are us, and there is nothing else. Well, let go of our hands and feet to do things. If we want to die, we will die together."

Ji Lingyou sighed and said, "I am afraid that I cannot survive, and I cannot die..."

As soon as Ju Ling said, Wu Qi sneered, "It's like you are seriously injured and trapped in chaos and cannot be liberated? Well, how about I throw you back to Chaos?" As soon as Wu Qi said, Ju Ling immediately closed his mouth. After a while, Wu Qi's flattery was overwhelmed by the flattery of a tsunami. Ju Ling was afraid that Wu Qi would really throw him away, and used all his strength to pat Wu Qi to comfortably.

The group looked left and then. There were high walls around the small courtyard, black tiles and white walls, which looked very refreshing, but blocked everyone's sight. I wonder what the scene was outside the courtyard. Let Wuqi use his spiritual sense to scan there for a long time. The white wall was a white wall. His spiritual sense could not penetrate and could only echo in this courtyard with a length and width of several miles.

With a bitter smile, Wuqi shook his head. He pressed his hands on the heads of Tu Xiaobai and Yuanqing, sucking out the poisonous gas that invaded their bodies. The Tianlian Cauldron slowly came out, and the scary Yuanling Zhenyan turned a few traces of poisonous gas into nothing. Tu Xiaobai and Yuanqing woke up slowly, but they all looked weak. The few traces of poisonous gas just now made their vitality severely damaged for a long time and could not recover.

He poured a few pills for restoring energy on the two of them and asked them to ride on the nine-tailed armor. Wuqi and his group walked out of the flower forest, crossed the stream, and went straight to the strange beast that was shaped like a dog, patterned like a tiger, and three tails behind his buttocks.

He circled this amazingly fat beast, which was at least two or three thousand pounds, and was trembling with fat all over his body, and Wuqi carefully used his spiritual sense to sweep the sleepy beast around the strange beast. After pondering for a while, he grabbed a gold-eating bee the size of a fist from Yuanlingyou, and gently threw the poisonous bee with an inch of tail sting on the forehead of the beast.

The strange beast, who was still snoring just now, immediately opened his eyes, and slapped his forehead, slapped the golden poisonous bee whose body was strong enough to compare with the ordinary golden immortal weapon into minced meat. The strange beast muttered a few words, and finally managed to get up. He stood on the ground with his limbs, with his fat belly firmly pressing against his belly, which surprised Wuqi very much what he would look like when he walked around.

After talking deeply for a few breaths, the strange beast rolled his eyes and shook his head, "I've been sleeping for so long, and I've been woken up after sleeping and taking a rest and taking care of myself, why are you throwing insects on me? Or is it a bug that looks vicious and cruel, and people's hearts are not old!"

He yawned up to the sky, and the strange beast stared at Wuqi and asked, "What are you doing?"

Wuqi looked at the strange beast that was constantly complaining, nodded and smiled, "We got lost in by accident. I dare to ask this...sen...what is this place?"

The strange beast grinned and smiled, and he smiled to the sky, "Senior? Someone actually called me Senior? But... how many years have I slept? It seems reasonable to call me Senior." He squinted his eyes and looked up and down at Wuqi and his group for a while. The strange beast exclaimed, "A small founder and a group of 'fans', how did you come in? Why weren't you killed by the green hair at the door?"

Wuqi's heart moved. This guy said this, obviously he knew some of the settings here. At least he even knew the existence of the green steak in front of the door, and he should know more about where this small courtyard is now.

However, before Wuqi could speak, the strange beast had already opened its mouth and pointed its fat right claw at its big mouth.
Chapter completed!