Chapter 1372: Secret

The first thousand three hundred and seventy-three chapters

And the initiator of all this is walking in an unknown mystery at this time.

"Second Young Master, do you have any different feelings?"

Zhen Yuanzi hovered in the air, following Zhuo Bufan's side.

The two of them walked in this palace. The more they walked forward, the more they felt a kind of inexplicable heart palpitations, and the ancient and eternal breath became stronger and stronger.

"Well, I also feel a sense of pressure."

Zhuo Bufan's face was dignified, his sword eyebrows frowned, and the two of them continued to move forward along the passage of the palace. The passage became wider and wider, while the stone walls on both sides still had long lights burning, immortal.

Compared with the sudden pressure, the blood in Zhuo Bufan's body was surging, and the blood turbulence, excitement and excitement were even greater, making him faintly feel that there was something in front of him to summon himself and guide himself.

"Second Young Master, we should be careful!"

Zhen Yuanzi solemnly said, squeezing the magic trick in his hand, and seven-faced palm-sized ghost flags appeared around, rotating around the two of them, which can protect the safety of the two at the first time.

"Ok."

Zhuo Bufan also called out the Ice Emperor Rain Sword and held it in his hand.

The two walked carefully along the passage. After walking for about two hours, they met a corner, and then when they turned the corner, both of them stared at the same time, and a bright light appeared one kilometer ahead.

"Is that the exit over there?" Zhen Yuanzi said with wide eyes.

"I don't think it should be. If you can find the exit so easily, then there won't be many strange places here. Be careful."

Zhuo Bufan groaned.

"Okay." Zhen Yuanzi nodded, ready to cast spells in danger at any time.

However, when the two walked to the bright passage, they did not encounter any danger.

On the contrary, it was the sound of blood cooing flowing in Zhuo Bufan's body, like the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, the waves were rolling, and there was a rumbling sound in the meridians.

Zhuo Bufan forcibly suppressed the excitement in his body and continued to walk towards the light ahead.

Zhenyuanzi and Zhuo Bufan walked out of the passage and were surprised again.

Here, it is not an export at all.

Rather, it is a more magnificent palace. The entire palace is made of gold and jade. It is extremely luxurious and almost unheard of. Moreover, this palace is dozens of times larger than the palace where they first started, and it is infinite.

"Second Young Master, what do you think it is?" A black light flashed in Zhen Yuanzi's eyes.

"Be careful, I feel a strong breath ahead..."

Zhuo Bufan frowned, but his steps did not stop, and he continued to walk forward.

There seemed to be something calling him, attracting him to walk over.

"What a strong breath, I feel that something can slap me to death with a slap!" Zhen Yuanzi said with a grimace.

The two walked toward the front, and finally saw countless steps appearing in front of them, about a hundred meters high.

"Go up and have a look."

Zhuo Bufan flew up the steps instead of flying directly, but walked upward step by step.

Finally, after walking up the steps, I saw a uniquely shaped throne made of pure white jade with a skeleton sitting on it. Each bone exudes a jade-like luster, like colored jasper jade, which radiates from the corpse. It has an eternal, ancient, and powerful breath.

"What is this?" Zhen Yuanzi saw this scene, first was taken aback, and then revealed suspiciously.

Just now, Zhuo Bufan and the powerful aura he felt emanated from it.

"Bone is like colored glaze, even after 10,000 years of death, it will still not decay." Zhuo Bufan secretly said, the dead person in front of him has at least the transformation stage. I don't know how long he has been dead. It is still like crystal jade, and the remaining breath is also heart palpitating.

Zhen Yuanzi said: "Fortunately, he has fallen, otherwise it is estimated that a slap will take me away."

"This person is at least the cultivation base of the Deity Transformation Stage, and should have been lost for a thousand years." Zhuo Bufan said lightly.

Hearing extraordinary words, Zhen Yuanzi's complexion changed drastically, the monk of the transformation stage, even he did not know that there was a monk of the transformation stage on the blue star in the Jiuxing Palace, and the other party had fallen for a thousand years, the remaining ones The breath can make his soul tremble, it's... terrible!

Zhuo Bufan stared at this bone and shook his head. What attracted him just now was definitely not the bones of the strong man in front of him.

It's just why there is a saying that the bones of the monks in the transformation stage are here?

Where is this place again?

Everything is full of suspense.

"Ok?"

Zhuo Bufan suddenly raised his head and stared at the wall behind the throne. Some symbols were carved on the wall, leaving some spiritual imprints.

Zhuo Bufan carefully separated a ray of divine thought, and slowly leaned against the stone wall behind the throne.

After a long time, Zhuo Bufan took back this ray of spiritual thought, and a trace of clarity flashed through his pupils.

"Second Young Master, how is it?" Mamotoko frowned, suspiciously.

"This corpse is just the apprentice of the top powerhouse who arranged this secret realm." Zhuo Bufan said lightly, but there was some horror in his heart.

Zhen Yuanzi opened his mouth, enough to hold a duck egg, "You, you mean, this dead man is just a disciple of the top strong man who arranged here, then... what is that top strong man? Cultivation base?"

"I don't know, at least a few grades higher than Lian Shen, it is very likely to be an immortal Venerable." Zhuo Bufan whispered.

Zhen Yuanzi didn't know the level of the Immortal Venerable, but his cultivation level was several levels higher than that of the Refining Stage. One can imagine the horror of that truly top powerhouse.

And Zhuo Bufan also knew the ins and outs of the matter through the spiritual imprint on the wall.

This corpse was a disciple of the top powerhouse. He wanted to steal the master's treasure because he was rebellious, but was suppressed here, exhausted all his lifespan, and finally sat down.

The disciple of the top powerhouse, Yan Ran, was a native of Sang Country. When the mysterious top powerhouse suppressed this apprentice, he also arranged a barrier without allowing the monks of the Golden Core Stage to leave the island of Sang Country.

I'm afraid that even the people of Yin-Yang Shenzong don't know such secrets.

And this bone in front of him should be the founder of Yin-Yang Shenzong.

"The cultivation base is overwhelming, talented, amazing and talented, after all, it can't resist time."

Zhuo Bufan exclaimed quite a bit.

However, the doubts in Zhuo Bufan's heart are getting heavier and heavier. Who is the top powerhouse who can easily suppress the cultivating cultivator and arrange the seal barrier?

What happened to the former Yu Lanxing?

All kinds of doubts are hidden in Zhuo Bufan's heart, and he faintly feels that there is a big secret hidden on the blue star.

"Second Young Master, what are those things over there?"

Zhen Yuanzi's voice interrupted Zhuo Bufan's thinking. Zhuo Bufan followed his gaze and saw that there was an open stone door next to the throne.

"Go in and take a look."