Great Emperor Myriad Chapter 259: Mysterious ancient monk

Ling Xiao looked up and saw the clouds and mist above the huge mountain peaks, and the sky was dark, but there was a quaint palace in the corner, exuding a holy atmosphere.

"What is that?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and from the ancient palace, he felt the fluctuation of the strange black mist.

"This mustard seed formation has enveloped such a large space. It seems that it is not just hiding the ancient peach tree, but perhaps the biggest purpose is because of this mountain!"

Ling Xiao's eyes showed a dignified look.

He stepped forward, stepping on the hard rock, towards the ancient palace.

The fog is shrouded in mist, the surroundings are blurry and invisible, there is no fluctuation of life, as if it has become a dead silence, only the ancient palace, the closer you get, the more you can feel a mysterious atmosphere. .

Holy and evil, light and dark, the ancient palace gave Ling Xiao a very strange feeling.

There are more and more corpses around, broken weapons, broken rocks, still leaving traces of war.

The years have washed everything away, but they cannot hide the past.

Ling Xiao saw a dragon-shaped sword, still filled with icy sword intent and murderous aura, but the blade was already rotten.

Ling Xiao also saw a white corpse, the bones were hard, exuding a faint luster, and there was a black horn in the abdomen, which pierced his body, the eyebrows were split, and the true spirit dissipated.

Such hard bones, at least the powerhouse of the emperor realm, can stay.

Ling Xiao felt sad, thinking of the weird black fog, looking at the traces of the battle around him, and imagining how tragic the battle was ten thousand years ago.

Those weird black fogs are very difficult to refine even for the secret art of swallowing the sky. If it wasn't for Ling Xiao's wordless scriptures, he just happened to restrain the weird black fog, I'm afraid Ling Xiao would have been more fortunate.

Ten thousand years ago, those strange creatures descended and launched a catastrophe that ravaged the entire Eight Desolate Regions, sweeping the Eight Desolates and Liuhe, and the gate of longevity that shook the world was shattered at once.

Jinse...where is she? Did she survive?

Ling Xiao's eyes showed a hint of sigh. In the secret realm of the Eight Desolates, layers of mist were shrouded in mist, which made Ling Xiao couldn't help but want to explore.

The eight ancient kingdoms of the year were the vassal of the Longevity Sect and were closely related to the Longevity Sect. Maybe we could really find the news of Jinse?

Ling Xiao's footsteps became heavier.

After stepping over the heavy bones, Ling Xiao walked slowly to the top of the mountain. There was a quaint palace there. Although it looked a bit dilapidated, it was very well preserved.

Outside the palace, there are corpses everywhere, incense burners, pestles, rosary beads and wooden fish, but most of them are broken, and there is no precious light, and they are also scraps of copper and iron.

Bang!

Ling Xiao kicked a huge bronze plaque, Ling Xiao blew the dust off it, revealing four ancient characters.

Mahavira Hall!

"The Mahavira Hall of Buddhism? There is no Buddhist temple in the Eight Wastelands. How can there be a plaque of the Mahavira Hall here?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, slightly puzzled.

10,000 years ago, the Eight Wastelands was the territory of the Longevity Sect, and there was no trace of Buddhism, but on the top of this mountain, the plaque of the Mahavira Hall appeared, which surprised Ling Xiao.

In the end, Ling Xiao's eyes fell on the palace.

The two stone doors were tightly closed, and a mysterious wave came from them.

Ling Xiao walked towards the palace slowly, standing in front of the huge stone gate, with his palms on the stone gate, the tentacles were icy cold to the bone, and there was a chill that pierced the soul.

"On!"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, his unparalleled divine power burst out, and the two stone gates were instantly pushed open by him.

In an instant, a strange black mist surged forward, like a **** mouth, trying to swallow Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao was already prepared, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes, and suddenly the wordless scripture in the sea of ​​consciousness trembled slightly, and a mysterious light rolled out from his eyebrows, which directly swallowed all the strange black mist.

Inside the palace, it turned out to be an Eight Treasure Lotus Merit Pond, showing the image of refining, with a faint Buddha light permeating, and a strange black qi lingering around.

In the center of the merit pool, sitting cross-legged is an ancient monk wearing a cassock, ten incense scars on his head, and exuding a mysterious aura all over his body.

The ancient monk looked lifelike, with low eyebrows pleasing to the eyes, with a compassionate expression on his face, and his whole body exuded an air of clarity and compassion.

But the strange thing is that half of his body exudes a golden light, and the other half exudes a black light. With the eyebrows as the dividing line, half of the Buddha's light shines, and the other half is full of magic. The sacred and evil temperaments are intertwined. Evil.

And those black lights are a strange black mist.

"How come there is an ancient monk here?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and he slowly walked towards the merit pool.

This Eight Treasures Lotus Merit Pond, in the shape of refining, has a total of eight petals, each petal has an ancient rune, and there is a silk thread between each other, and finally slowly intertwined, suppressing the most On the ancient monk in the center.

Except for this Eight Treasures Lotus Merit Pond, the entire palace is very empty, but there is a mysterious flow of Qi.

When Ling Xiao saw the runes on the eight petals ~IndoMTL.com~, a very excited look appeared in his eyes.

"The Eight Wilderness Suppression Demons Array?! This is Jinse... It's Jinse's handwriting, so Jinse really came here!"

Ling Xiao's heart set off a huge wave. The original Gu Jing Bubo's state of mind was instantly lost, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

The Eight Desolate Demon Suppression Formation was the formation that Ling Xiao passed on to Jinse back then. When Ling Xiao became the number one supreme in the world, he used the power of yin and yang, wind, thunder and volcano to connect the laws of heaven and earth. A supreme divine formation has been formed, possessing the supreme divine power to slay the supreme, slaughter the gods and destroy the demons. In the whole world, apart from Ling Xiao, only Jinse can lay it down.

However, before Ling Xiao had time to test the power of the Eight Desolate Demon Suppression Formation, he had already died in the Secret Realm of Chilong.

Ling Xiao did not expect that he would be here and see the Eight Wilderness Town Demon Array.

The Eight Treasures Lotus Merit Pond in front of you is actually formed by the energy of the eight directions and the power of the laws of heaven and earth, and this ancient monk in front of you has actually become the eye of the Eight Desolate Demon Suppression Array. Ling Xiao was extremely shocked.

It seems that this ancient monk must have been a peerless powerhouse in the Supreme Realm before his death, otherwise he would not be qualified to be the eye of the Eight Desolate Demon Suppression Formation.

Ling Xiao carefully inspected this great formation, and found that it was indeed integrated with the laws of heaven and earth in the entire Eight Desolate Secret Realm, and contained an extremely powerful sealing force.

However, what surprised Ling Xiao was that the ancient monk in front of him had no life energy, but why was he contaminated with those strange black energy?

"Could it be that under this mountain are the strange creatures suppressed in the underground ocean?"

Ling Xiao suddenly thought of a certain possibility, and there was a dignified look in his eyes.