In desperation, Mochen and the others could only continue to walk forward.

Beyond the immaculate beauty of the mountaintops, below is a river that flows east-west.

The river is only a little more than a zhang wide, and there are two figures sitting on the bank, holding slender fishing rods in their hands, as if they are fishing.

These two people were dressed like ordinary farmers, and they didn't have any spiritual yuan fluctuations on their bodies, but if they were able to stay in this area, Mo Chen wouldn't believe that they were ordinary people anyway.

He jumped onto the bank of the river and walked straight towards the two of them.

As he got closer, Mochen stopped in amazement.

The two of them sat dumbfounded on the rocks by the river, motionless, their eyes looking straight ahead, and there were no eyeballs in their sockets, only black hollowness.

It was a corpse that had been dead for an unknown amount of time.

Just looking at them from a distance, he saw that their skin was as usual, and there was no sign of decay at all, which made Mochen misunderstand that they were still alive.

"I could feel the breath of life in them. Emperor Fengchi's brows furrowed, and he didn't rush forward, but felt it carefully in place.

She could clearly feel that the breath that only belonged to the living was still wandering among the two corpses, but the breath was very faint and almost inaudible.

"This place is so weird. Mo Chen could also feel the vitality in the two living dead.

It's like they're trapped at the junction of life and death, and they can't get along with them whether they're alive or dead.

After thinking about it for a while, Mochen couldn't think of a reason. He walked forward with the Emperor Wind Chimes and stepped over the two corpses.

Standing by the river, he looked down at the river.

The river, which was supposed to be clear and clear, quickly turned into a gray-black, stinking cement slurry full of debris when he got closer.

The mud faintly emitted a foul smell, making the two subconsciously cover their noses.

With Mo Chen's eyesight, he could see that something was faintly emitting yellow light at the bottom of the river.

He squatted down and reached out to dip his hand into the flowing river water, the gray-black liquid was indescribably heavy, just a little stick to the skin, it was like mercury, and it slid down automatically as soon as he raised his hand.

"What kind of water ...... this" Mo Chen frowned and stood up, he could hardly describe the weirdness of this place.

There are obviously people, plants, and even animals. On the previous trail, he also saw several gray rabbits emerge from the grass and disappear into the bushes at the other end.

But everything here felt like lifeless, and everything was running on a previously designed track, exactly what was going on.

The two of them glanced at each other, jumped lightly, jumped over the river, and continued to move forward.

Ahead is a green field, and the wheat fields are not yet fully ripe, lush and floating in the wind.

The young seedlings that have just grown reflect the crisp new green, and they are almost dripping.

The two of them were not in the mood to enjoy the beautiful pastoral scenery, so they walked into the field and walked straight forward.

After about a stick of incense, the front finally reached the edge of the area.

Here, the original green grassland has completely disappeared, and the whole land has been transformed into a desert sandy land.

The ground was covered with countless golden sands, the sky was shining with a blazing sun, and from time to time several mad saloon scrolls spawned out of thin air, whistling past the two of them.

But all of this was far from the magnificent palace complex at the end of the line of sight, which could attract the attention of Mo Chen and the others.

Facing the ink dust in front of the eyes is a tall white marble palace building, towering in front of the eyes, on both sides of the stone pillars on the nine dragons turn the clouds and spit pearls, the top of the palace tower is impressively engraved with three big characters: "Ziqi Palace".

On the periphery of the palace tower, it is like being held upside down by an invisible giant bowl, completely isolated from the outside world.

Purple thunder and lightning snakes flashed and spread around the palace building from time to time, looking like spatial cracks, constantly tearing the surrounding heaven and earth.

Mochen stood in front of the barrier and gently reached out and knocked on it.

Knock knock.

This barrier is very special, it doesn't feel like a pure energy body, but it has a very strong feeling, like knocking on tough cowhide.

He thought about it, closed his eyes, and the inside of his body quickly adjusted, and a large number of demon elements poured into his body after the transformation of the Illusory Sun Realm Treasure.

These powers were contaminated with the aura of the Illusory Sun Realm Treasure, and their concentration was so high that they could even form a gust of wind around the ink dust.

After a few breaths, after these winds gradually solidified and turned into a film that wrapped his body, Mochen reached out and touched the wall in front of him again.

Phew.

The originally tough wall, but at this time, it was like a liquid, and when he touched it lightly, it rippled slightly.

"Sure enough, it was exactly what I thought. The Illusory Sun Realm Treasure is the key to whether you can get in and out of here. Mo Chen said to the Emperor Wind Chime. The latter also nodded and began to transform the spirit element in his body.

After the emperor wind chime was also ready, the two of them took a deep breath and strode straight into the barrier in front of them.

The barrier that was impenetrable to them before is now like ordinary water.

At the slightest touch, a circular ripple appears, and then it disappears into it.

Crash.

Passing through the barrier, he stepped into the large mountains of golden sand, and the instep of his foot sank into it, and he almost did not stand firm.

Although they still can't fly here, they can control themselves from falling into the sand.

They stepped on the Jinsha hills step by step, moving forward, neither fast nor slow.

The two of them only walked a few hundred zhang away before arriving at the gate of the "Ziqi Palace" of the White Jade Palace Building.

From the outside, the door of the Purple Habitat Hall was half-open, and there was a faint fire coming from inside.

Mo Chen stood in front of the door, and only heard the sound of flames burning violently from the palace building.

Without hesitation, he strode into the main hall, suddenly the light was dazzling, and a hot air came to his face, only to see a huge Dan furnace made of rock standing in the center of the main hall, and the flames around him rose, like countless fire dragons, rushing out from the bottom of the furnace and returning to the Dan furnace.

There is one person and one thing next to the stove.

One object is a statue several feet high, standing on the left side of the furnace, extremely strange, not like a human form, but a diamond-shaped diamond standing upright.

The large number of sharp water chestnuts that protrude from the mess makes the whole idol give people a cold and hard feeling.

At the same time, an old man covered in white hair, with his back to Mo Chen, was sitting next to the Dan furnace, facing the Dan furnace.

His hair and beard, like countless flowing white silk threads, stretched from the side of the Dan furnace to most of the main hall.

The ground, the walls, and even the ceiling, the tables and chairs, and the statues of the gods were full of white and hair, and the entire Ziqi Hall was more like a hair's nest than a glorious palace building.

Ink Dust paused, glanced at the man with his back to him, and then focused on the towering idol.

"I'm glad that someone is here again. ”(https:)

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