The black palace floats in the air, full of endless mystery.

The ghost eyes try to enter it, and each time it will be blocked by an invisible layer of energy.

I tried the Eye of Heaven's Punishment and the Eye of Everything, and I couldn't get close to the Black Palace.

Although it cannot penetrate deep, the surface of the Black Shrine can still be seen clearly through the naked eye.

"What an ancient pattern, these patterns have never appeared in the fairy world."

On the surface of the black palace, there are many dense patterns attached.

These patterns look like fairy patterns, bird patterns, and ghost patterns. What exactly do they look like can't be said.

After confirming that there was no danger around, Liu Wuxie rushed towards the Black Palace.

Two birds are carved on the black door.

"The Vermillion Bird!"

Looking at the Vermilion Bird in front of him, Liu Wuxie looked shocked.

The Vermillion Bird's Divine Beast has long disappeared, and even ancient mountains like Wanshou Wujie are hard to find.

The Vermilion Bird on the stone gate on the left was about to soar into the sky.

The Vermilion Bird on the stone gate on the right fell from the air, forming two extremes.

"Is this the Suzaku Palace?"

Liu Wuxie frowned.

It is rumored that in ancient times, divine beasts were rampant, and they had a very high status and established their own palaces.

Like the Qilin tribe, the Dragon tribe, the Xuanwu tribe, the Phoenix tribe, etc., they established their own race and their status was not inferior to humans.

He gently pushed the stone door.

"KaKaKa..."

Two huge stone doors actually opened themselves.

An ancient, desolate aura came to my face with a lot of dust.

Liu Wuxie shook his sleeves and bounced the dust away.

After the surrounding vision was clear, look at the back of the stone gate.

Coming towards us is a long bridge, and we can't see the end at first sight.

Since he has come in, Liu Wuxie must go in and take a look.

Step into the stone gate.

The moment Liu Wuxie stepped in, the stone gate behind him slowly closed.

The overpass is supported by a large number of stone pillars, and a large number of marks of the Vermilion Bird beast are carved on it.

Liu Wuxie was even more sure that this was the Suzaku Divine Palace.

An oil lamp is hung on each stone pillar.

A faint fragrance came from the oil lamp.

The body shook and fell in front of one of the oil lamps. Through the wick, you could see everything inside the oil lamp.

"Immortal Emperor's Blood!"

Liu Wuxie rubbed his mouth and fell from mid-air, his face full of shock.

"Who has such great ability to refine the blood of the Immortal Emperor into lamp oil."

Feeling the surging breath of the Immortal Emperor in the oil lamp, Liu Wuxie was stunned.

These Immortal Emperor blood have been refined into oil lamps, and even if collected, it doesn't make much sense.

Take a deep breath to calm your inner shock.

Wherever you look, there are as many as thousands of these oil lamps, so how many powerful Immortal Emperors have been refined into lamp oil.

Liu Wuxie didn't dare to continue thinking about who it was, with such a big way.

Even if Xiao cannot, he can only win over those immortal emperors and dare not refine them.

Walking along the overpass, the passage of time here is completely different from that in the outside world.

He has been in for so long, and it has only been a moment since his life has passed.

Things about Liu Wuxie are gradually spreading to the outside world.

After walking for an hour, I finally reached the end of the overpass.

A towering hall appeared in front of Liu Wuxie.

The gateway of the main hall is still carved with Vermilion Bird, proving that the owner here has a special liking for Vermilion Bird.

He stretched out his hand and pushed open the stone door.

A smell that had been covered with dust for a long time penetrated from behind the stone door.

In case of danger, the moment he pushed open the stone door, Liu Wuxie flashed to one side.

For hundreds of thousands of years, all the monks who came in remained in the Forbidden Mountain without exception. What secret is hidden in this mysterious hall?

After the two doors were completely opened and confirmed that there was no danger, Liu Wuxie walked out from one side.

The hall is bottomless and extremely grand.

Liu Wuxie still had to see such a magnificent palace once.

Even the main hall of Biyao Palace is not one ten thousandth of that of him.

A large amount of mysterious aura penetrated from the depths of the hall.ъìＱυＧΕtＶ.℃ǒΜ

Liu Wuxie held the Gala divine dagger in his hand and entered carefully.

After walking for about a hundred meters, Liu Wuxie suddenly stopped and many bones were lying in front of it.

These skeletons should be all monks who have been in for hundreds of thousands of years.

Quickly forward, check these bones, and want to know who they were killed.

With a gentle touch, the skeleton quickly turned into ashes.

"Strange, the bone just now was at least a powerful Immortal Emperor. The body has long been corruption and will not turn into ashes even for a million years. Why did it disappear as soon as it touched?"

Liu Wuxie frowned, and all the spiritualities in these skeletons disappeared, including the Immortal Emperor pattern on the bones.

"No, they all died here, would they say..."

Liu Wuxie realized something was wrong, so he quickly retreated and rushed towards the gate.

Just as Liu Wuxie stood up, beams of light emerged from the ground and quickly spread around, forming a light curtain that trapped him in the middle.

"This is……"

Looking at the light curtain that trapped him, a solemn expression appeared in Liu Wuxie's eyes.

This is a formation, a formation that even he knows.

Even the strong Immortal Emperor trapped in it and could not escape, let alone the Immortal Lord Realm.

The Gala divine dagger was sacrificed and cut across towards the light curtain, trying to escape from the control of the formation.

Strangely, the sword energy hit the light curtain and disappeared quickly, and was swallowed by the light curtain.

"how so?"

Liu Wuxie's brows became deeper and deeper. Even the knife just now could not resist even the ordinary Immortal Emperor realm.

"Babaofutu, hit me!"

Liu Wuxie sacrificed the Eight Treasures and ran into the light curtain, intending to tear it open forcibly.

Babaofutu amplifies in the wind, turning into a stream of light, forming a rolling wave of air, and heading straight for the light curtain.

"boom!"

Babaofutu seemed to hit a quagmire pool, almost suffering backlash.

With a move, Babaofutu returned to his palm.

Use the blood-drinking knife and continue to chop.

These light curtains seem to be strong when they encounter strong. The stronger Liu Wuxie's attack, the stronger the rebound power of the light curtain.

All kinds of methods were used, and the light curtain was unbreakable.

"Strange, are those monks trapped to death?"

Putting away the blood-drinking knife, Liu Wuxie said secretly.

Even the Immortal Emperor Realm cannot be broken, so it is not very meaningful for him to continue cracking.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, closing your eyes, and experiencing everything around you may find a glimmer of opportunity.
To be continued...