The current in the whirlpool was fast, but the water was exceptionally clear, a strange force that seemed to lock the bright light in the current.

The trench is deep, but the water is not deep as the bright light passes through, but rather crystal clear and pale blue.

This pale blue color only appears in the shallow waters of many white reef beaches.

Standing on the surface of the sea, even if the Demon Sect did not rely on its powerful perception, it could see the two towering spires at the bottom of the sea through the crystal water that emitted a faint blue light.

There are many shadows in the great whirlpool, swirling around the two towering minarets.

Those shadows were fragments of ships, and even figures under their heads and feet.

There are a lot of figures, and the clothes are very new, but they are lifeless.

It is conceivable that the ships hovering on the sea at this time did not dare to approach, because they had already paid a lot of price before.

In these shadows, there is also the reflection of the white clouds in the sky.

The white clouds in the sky seemed to sink beneath the surface of the sea, embedded in these shadows.

Looking down from the surface of the sea, under the sea, above the two towering spires, there seems to be a sky, which makes people feel extremely strange.

However, what brought the most strange feeling to the Demon Sect was the power of the magic circle that lingered around these two spires.

Whether it is the undercurrents that pass through the reef or the strange magnetic force gushing out of the ground, they are all confined by these two spires, and become an inexplicable force field.

Everyone could see the outlines of these two minarets from the sea, and even their yellow sandstone-like surfaces, and they could see the joints of the stone blocks, but the Demon Sect was sure that no one in the Xingzhou area would be able to really touch these two minarets while they were alive, and even among all the cultivators of the Southern Dynasty and the Northern Wei Dynasty, not many people could accurately perceive their true location.

The power around these two spires can easily confuse the cultivator's perception, above the sea, the perception dislocation is not terrible, but in the deep sea with extremely high water pressure, the time consumption caused by this perception dislocation may be able to easily exhaust the true essence of many people, and turn many people who try to approach it into shadows in the whirlpool.

The shadows weren't eternal, and every once in a while, the two minarets were able to swallow up some of the shards of the shipwreck, including some figures in the whirlpool.

In the eyes of the black-clothed priests of those temples, the Demon Sect at this time did not have any vitality fluctuations, and it seemed that it did not consume true yuan at all.

The fact is that he consumes very little True Yuan at this time.

Any magic circle comes from the adjustment and change of the fixed laws of vitality between the surrounding heaven and earth, and for him, the rules of this magic circle can also be used by him.

He only used a small amount of True Yuan to change some of the rules of the flow of Yuan Qi, and he got the result he wanted.

Even if it was only a year earlier, his realm didn't seem to be enough for him to deal with such a magic circle easily, but at this time, the timing was right.

Without any excessive thoughts, his heart did not even give birth to any sense of danger except for a slight strange feeling, and he stepped unusually easily towards the center of the vortex.

His whole body quickly disappeared, as if that small hole of water had swallowed him up in an instant.

All the black-clothed priests looked at this picture silently and nervously, and after his whole body disappeared from the water for a long time, a black-clothed priest who got off the big ship quietly asked another black-clothed priest who had been waiting here before, "Just like this, how sure do you think he will succeed?"

"The water flow below is extremely strange, and the water flow above it seems to be warm, but down more than ten zhang, the water flow is extremely cold, and after any cultivator enters the water, the loss of true yuan is naturally very large. The other black-clad priest said.

The black-clothed priest who came down from the big ship raised his eyebrows slightly, "You didn't say that. ”

The black-clothed priest said, "It's just that I didn't have time to say it, and I don't seem to be too lazy to listen to us." ”

The priest who came down from the big ship nodded slowly, "This person is extremely weird, even more terrifying than the cultivator from Middle-earth back then... I hope he doesn't come back alive. ”

The voice of the black-clothed priest who got off the big ship and the other black-clothed priest was extremely low, and even the rest of the black-clothed priests around them couldn't hear it clearly, but the moment he said this, a slight strange sound sounded in his heart and qi at the same time.

The snort was like the sound of boiling water in a clay pot boiling, spilling some of it, and sprinkling it on a charcoal fire.

With this sound, the black-clad priest who had disembarked from the big ship died.

His breath came suddenly, and he fell backwards.

The black-clothed priest who was talking to him jumped backwards in shock, and even landed directly in the seawater, and the rest of the people didn't know what was going on at all, just looking at the black-clothed priest's ghost-like expression, they also vaguely guessed that this matter should be related to the Demon Sect that had entered the water.

Sensing the death of the black-clothed priest, a chill arose in the hearts of these people.

......

The Demon Sect stood silently in the center of the two spires.

The flow of water into the two minarets was like a bridge under his feet.

The position where he was at this time was only a few feet from the bottom of the sea, and from his position it was very clear that the two spires on his left and right sides each had a square hole, no more than a foot high, like two doors.

Above the water, in his perception, the torrent beneath his feet was generated somewhere in the center of the whirlpool, and then rushed into the base of one of the spires, and then into the other.

But at this time, it really stood on this stream of water, and all the perceptual effects of this circle on him were removed, and this stream of water really revealed its true face.

This current of water was not generated in the whirlpool, but in the center of the minaret on the left side of the moment, rushing out of the hole in the minaret on the left, and then rushing into the hole in the minaret on the right, rushing inside, and then disappearing inexplicably.

He found no entrances to the two minarets except for the holes through which the water gushed out.

These two spires were extremely strong in his perception, and under the compression of thousands of acres of seawater, the strange magnetic force emitted by these two spires seemed to be pressed into a powerful armor. Not to mention that the true yuan in his body was not abundant at all at this time, even when he was in his prime, it was impossible to directly explore the mysteries of these two minarets by destroying them in such a deep sea.

What's more, at this time, no one knows what kind of arrangement is in these two spires, and no one knows what kind of existence is in that iron coffin.

For ordinary cultivators, there are countless possibilities for such two spires, but at this time, the Demon Sect's state of mind is extremely calm, and for him, there are only two extremely simple choices.

Either enter the tower on the left through the hole in the minaret on the left, or enter the tower on the right through the hole in the minaret on the right.

He paused for a short time before making his choice.

Ordinary people may choose to follow the current and enter the right tower, which seems to have an infinite space inside.

However, he chose to swim against the current, and he went against the current and entered the left tower.

Because he has been swimming against the current all his life, he doesn't want to be an exception this time.

......

The current in the deep sea is often extremely cold, and the water around the twin towers is even more cold, but this chill was completely expelled by the Demon Sect using the original magic circle power of the twin towers, so it did not affect him much.

But the moment he went upstream, and just entered the hole in the left tower, the nature of the surrounding vitality suddenly changed, and countless frost flowers suddenly appeared in the oncoming water.

Countless crystalline and shining frost flowers with a faint blue light suddenly appeared, densely packed, like countless small swords falling around him.

Without any sound, these small swords shattered and disappeared one after another outside the Demon Sect's body, but the chill and terrifying impact inside that didn't seem to belong to the vitality at all were constantly transmitted to the Demon Sect's body.

The Demon Sect's body kept trembling, and his face began to turn pale, just like those drowned Xingzhou people in the whirlpool, he instantly figured out the flow of vitality that caused these frost flowers, and then quickly changed the nature of the vitality around him.

He disguised himself as one of the thousands of frost flowers.

He was already very proficient in the magic circle.

In the absence of a strong break, it is the best way to deceive the perception of this circle, just like if you want to extract honey from the hive, you can turn yourself into a member of the swarm.

However, what he didn't expect was that just at the moment when he completed his disguise, the impact of thousands of frost flowers on him did not stop, and in the countless biting extreme cold, a more terrifying sense of silence suddenly appeared, and an even more terrifying impact force hit his body, those piercing chills that had already penetrated into his body were like runes that had become drainage, and many wisps of vitality with the meaning of silence rushed into those runes at a faster speed than his true yuan flow, and then seemed to burn in an instant!

An indescribable force exploded in his sea of qi.

With a muffled snort of pain, a red air mass gushed out of his mouth and nose, and the flesh and blood on his face became distorted by the retrograde movement of qi and blood.

But at this moment, he didn't choose to retreat, and the original little True Yuan in his sea of qi surged out with his muffled snort, turning into an extraordinarily unruly arrogance, like a spear, stabbing forward.

Boom!

A bright light appeared in front of the Demon Sect.

His whole person broke through the thousands of surging frost flowers and rushed into the world behind.

The minaret had no other hole in it than the entrance he had entered, it was almost intimate, and anyone would have guessed that it would be pitch black inside, but the opposite was true.

The water behind him shone with a faint blue light, but in front of him, it was as bright as day!

In the countless chaotic waterlines, a distant and ancient aura suddenly surged, instantly filling his surroundings, impacting his sea of consciousness, even if his mind was extremely tenacious, at this moment, he could not perceive the specific situation in this spire, in the next moment, he really came back to his senses, and his face changed drastically.

In that ancient aura, he actually felt a strong vitality, like a powerful life with countless years of life, standing not far in front of him at this time.

In his era, there was no longer the legendary extremely powerful Ancient Beast, but the aura he was facing at this time made him intuitively feel that what existed in it was not some cold iron coffin dead thing, but a Ancient Ancient Beast that had survived for countless years.

However, when he really saw the scene in front of him, this terrifying aura was still sweeping in, as if it was about to completely overturn the spire and his perceptual world, but in front of him, there was no behemoth that he first intuitively felt.

Instead, he saw a cold iron coffin.

A large iron coffin that exudes a deep cold breath of silence.

......

The terrifying aura of desolation was still sweeping, but no more real killing was coming.

The figure of the Demon Sect stabilized.

The minaret was huge, and in front of him was a huge space, like a hill carved into the air.

As it appeared from the outside, the top of the minaret was extremely tight, with no gaps in the light at all, and the inside was filled with seawater.

But in the seawater, there are a little starlight constantly generated, just like crystal stars quietly transforming in the seawater, and then constantly falling.

Countless cold and bright starlight sinked down, constantly falling into the huge iron coffin below.

It's a strange feeling, like the huge iron coffin that is constantly swallowing the stars born in the sea.

There is no need to get close, at this distance, the Demon Sect can easily determine that it is indeed an iron coffin completely made of meteoric iron, and it itself is exuding a star vitality that is completely different from this world.

It was originally part of a star in the sky before it fell into this world.

It was black, but its surface was like a crimson chain entwined with it.

Those crimson "chains" are real flames gushing out from beneath the ground where they are placed!

This iron coffin was placed on top of an earth fire vein, and the cultivators who arranged this magic circle frantically compressed the heat and real flames in the fire veins below with the power of vitality, as if forming flowing runes wrapped around this iron coffin.

This iron coffin is an extremely cold and silent thing, but these earth fires are extremely blazing things, the violent conflict between these two different vitality properties is bound to continue to collide and explode, but these two diametrically opposed vitality forces seem to be drawn by this magic circle, especially by the living creatures that exude the ancient aura in the iron coffin, as if they have become the nutrients of the living creatures in the black coffin.

The vitality of the black coffin itself, coupled with the vitality of the stars, and the magic circle constantly pulling the fire qi of the earth... What kind of thing needs to be nourished by these two terrible energies?

The Demon Sect was shocked, and his brows furrowed deeply.

However, he did not hesitate, and he continued to walk, before the iron coffin.