Chapter 440: The Age Seal

Mingzun's face must be given.

Because he has a big fist, it seems that he is still the largest fist in the entire immortal cultivation world, and everyone has said that the time has come to use them, and if they refuse, they will use their fists to reason.

Stepping into the passage, the shattered Kunlun Shenmu stone was re-glued, so that the entrance of the cave was even darker, Mingzun snapped his fingers, and a wisp of oil fire jumped on his fingertips, vaguely illuminating the road ahead, and the range of light mapping appeared in crystal colors, like a layer of rainbow, but it gave people a sense of panic and suffocation.

The deeper he went, the drier the air became, mixed with cold, Huang Xiufeng's current system and mortals were undoubted, and he couldn't help but shiver and rubbed his dry lips

Jing Yao's cultivation was still there, and he couldn't help but tighten the neckline of his clothes, the cold aura was different from the cold on the periphery of Ten Thousand Demon Island, as if it spread out from the depths of his heart, and it was like the darkness hidden in his heart, which was completely released.

After walking for about two hours, there were only the sound of rubbing footsteps and Mingzun's sighs from time to time in the passage, as if he had made up his mind to make some kind of decision, but when it came to the end, there was wandering again.

The breath in the passage was finally no longer dry, with a trace of moisture, Huang Xiufeng said in a low voice: "There is no road ahead, if the old guy chisels through the passage, the sea water will definitely pour ......"

Mingzun tilted his head slightly and said calmly: "I think you are very noisy, so you should be quiet." ”

Huang Xiufeng resolutely closed his mouth, it was best not to provoke Mingzun at this time, it seemed that as he went deeper, Mingzun's breath became gloomy and uncertain, as if he was on the verge of an outbreak, and it would break at a touch.

Mingzun sighed again, and the index finger of his left hand waved slowly twice, and an iron door suddenly rose on the ground, and the lines on the door were quite ancient, which was the product of the isolated era, showing a sense of simplicity and vastness.

Jing Yao looked at it carefully, blinking in confusion, the lines on the door were undulating, and in the final analysis, there were only five lines up to the core, each line seemed to correspond to the qi of the five elements, the red is fire, the black is water, and the yellow is earth......

Mingzun commented on the iron gate for a long time, as if he was confiding, and said as if talking to himself: "This is the seal laid by the top five monks in the immortal cultivation world 100,000 years ago, just this iron gate, there are no less than ten thousand sword qi lurking in it, if you don't know the correct way to open the iron door......"

Mingzun's voice was a little trance-like, paused for a moment, and continued: "Mo Xinyan extracted the soul of the evil spirit in the deity and sealed it here, and today the deity came in order to have a red dust past, but too much time has passed, and this place has been perceived by outsiders, but if you can enter here, you must be the descendants of the five top monks of the year." ”

Jing Yao secretly thought about it, the so-called five top monks should be Mo Xinyan, the Buddha Emperor and the Confucian Holy Lord, and the remaining two are not favorable, and they will not be inferior to Mo Xinyan and others, such five monks are enough to compete with the immortals......

I only heard Mingzun say calmly: "Although the evil soul is a scourge, it can give the monk great power, and it is reasonable for some people to take risks and take advantage of the fire, but it is a little overwhelmed The way to open the folding iron door changes with time, environment, and air changes, and the first time it is opened, it does not require complicated techniques, but it will close over time, and if you can't leave in time, you can't get out again." ”

Mingzun stroked the five elements on the iron door, and a narrow thin sword popped out where his index finger slashed, and Mingzun held it in his hand at will and danced.

Jing Yao was stunned, the sword technique that Ming Zun used was actually the Heavenly Sword Classic, and the four sword techniques slashed towards the iron gate one by one, making a buzzing sound.

As Mingzun put away his sword and stood up, the iron door opened in response to the situation, and a dazzling light appeared, and a burst of fishy smell came to the surface, Mingzun frowned slightly: "It seems that a lot of people have died." ”

Jing Yao said in her heart: There is no spiritual energy supply, and it is isolated from the outside world, the people inside can't get out, and the people outside can't get in, so it's strange if you don't die.

Mingzun's fingertips flicked into the door with a swish, making a dry and popping sound.

The dazzling light gradually dissipated, and it was in a sunny state.

Mingzun took the lead in walking inside, Jing Yao and Huang Xiufeng followed, the two made eye contact from time to time, and there was a hint of worry in their expressions, and the world inside the door was throwing all kinds of magic weapons, there was no shortage of flying swords, spirit pens, Buddha treasures, and some shriveled corpses, Jing Yao even saw a shriveled corpse dressed in Sword Sect clothes......

These people may have been once powerful in the world, but they seem to have experienced a brutal battle in a closed world.

Among them, there are several dried corpses that can vaguely see the vague facial features, which seem to be a group of people who have recently broken in, and the traces of their corruption are also thousands of years old.

"Look there!" Huang Xiufeng pointed to the northwest corner and said in a low voice, "Their posture seems to be fighting for something. ”

Jing Yao followed the prestige, the two dried corpses ran one after the other, the one in front of him clasped his hands together, and looked panicked, and the one in the back took a dagger and entered the dantian qi sea of the corpse in front, but the one behind was also dead......

"It's kind of weird. Huang Xiufeng muttered: "The person in front is dying brightly, and the person in the back is inexplicable." ”

Mingzun snorted, raised his hand to draw a circle, and the fire was full of energy, and the corpse magic weapon turned into ashes, and then a drizzle fell, and the air suddenly swept away the fishy smell.

"Follow me. Mingzun continued to walk forward, and when he came to the second gate, he said calmly: "They want to obtain the evil soul enhancement cultivation, but they lost their way in front of the second gate, greed made them pay the price, you see, you will witness the ugly side of human nature in this door." ”

The second door is painted with abstract patterns, which is a unique feature of the Wuxiu lineage, it turns out that there were five people back then, and the fourth person is a master of Wuxiu.

Mingzun opened the second door with a familiar car, and the ground was scattered with all kinds of mutilated magic weapons, which were stained by the years, and there were also the corpses of the monks of Buddhism, Confucianism and Sword Sect, and the death was even more tragic, and the broken limbs abounded, and there were two dried corpses in the distance hugging each other tightly, piercing each other's internal organs......

"Five-color Divine Halberd, Great Thunder Sound Dzi, Heaven Turning Pen, Fulong Ding ......" Huang Xiufeng looked at the broken magic weapons all over the ground, and said in horror: "These are all famous treasures in the world of cultivating immortals, how can they ......?"

Ming Zun said coldly: "If it is not a top-level treasure, how can you extract the evil spirit?" These monks have been tricked into illusion, and even the air here has psychedelic elements, in their eyes, these treasures are not incomplete, but intact illusions in the body without knowing it, and finally regard friends as enemies ......"

Jing Yao suddenly realized that these monks had not yet found the evil spirits, so they should not kill each other, but the psychedelic elements awakened the ugliness in their hearts, and eventually led to no survivors.