Big dreamer

Sumeru Palace.

The golden glow outside the hall flashed frequently, intertwined with the dark green poisonous cloud shrouding the outside, and kept making "puff" sounds. It seemed like a violent reaction, but the poisonous cloud never broke through.

Baichuan held the Ten Thousand Poison Gourd in his hand, his face as gloomy as water. He never expected that the golden cloud restriction outside Xumi Palace was so powerful. The corrosive power of his poisonous cloud was already extremely powerful, but he still couldn't break it.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, it seems that your poisonous cloud alone cannot break through the restrictions in this hall. Why don't you let me help you?" Zulong said with a smile.

"If you want help, hurry up, otherwise no matter what treasures there are, it won't be our turn." Bai Chuan said with some displeasure when he saw that he had been laughing at her for a long time.

Zulong grinned and didn't care about it. He raised his hand and waved, and a golden awl appeared in his palm.

I saw him pinching the spell with one hand and hitting the golden cone. The golden cone suddenly shone with golden light, and an extremely sharp aura erupted from his whole body. It flew into the sky, grew several times in size, and headed towards the beard. Mi Dian rushed straight away.

The golden pointed cone plunged into the golden glow, and immediately spun rapidly, stirring and making a loud "whooshing" sound. It penetrated three to four feet deep in an instant, as if a vortex was pressed on the water surface, causing poisonous clouds all around. Injecting towards the vortex.

The poisonous cloud that had been fighting on the surface immediately penetrated deep into the Jinxia Restriction, and the erosion speed greatly accelerated. Bai Chuan's eyes lit up, and his dissatisfaction with Zulong also disappeared instantly.

Far away from the two of them, Nie Caizhu peered towards this place with furrowed eyebrows. She suppressed her own aura with her witchcraft power, and seemed to be integrated with the surroundings, quietly approaching here.

Inside Xumi Hall.

Mr. Zi could feel that someone outside was trying to break the restriction, but he had no time to care. At this moment, he was lying on the ground with a carving knife in his hand, carving formation patterns bit by bit, repairing a magic spell that originally existed in this hall. Array.

Outside the main hall, the sound of "Puff" was heard frequently, while inside the hall there was only the sound of "Kaka" being carved.

After a while, Mr. Zi raised his head, sweating profusely, and glanced at the ground and the five surrounding pillars. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the lines on them were all connected.

He glanced in the direction outside the hall, snorted coldly, turned over his hands and took out a black magic mirror, a black finger bone, a black Bay-leaf Buddhist scripture, a black bead and a black sharp corner, and placed them on the Below the five pillars of the house.

These five things were all surrounded by black demonic energy, and they also emitted some spatial fluctuations. The moment they landed, they integrated with the entire array, and strands of black demonic energy spread from them, filling the ground and room. in the lines on the pillars.

Mr. Zi walked to the center of the magic circle, sat down cross-legged with a solemn expression, formed seals with his hands, and chanted in waves. Immediately, majestic demonic energy escaped from his body, and also merged with the magic circle. One body.

Almost at the same time, on the top floor of the Golden Pagoda of Ten Thousand Buddhas, there stood a black and white stone pillar, engraved with complex runes, which was shining brightly and darkly.

Behind the black and white stone pillars, bursts of light floated, and a huge vortex of mist was suspended in the void. Half of it shone with black light, and the other half shone with white light, spinning endlessly.

The center of the vortex sinks downwards, like an abyss cave, giving people a sense of unfathomable depth.

Within the vortex, demonic energy and spiritual energy intertwined, all exuding an aura that was so pure that it was unimaginable.

On the side of the black and white stone pillar facing the vortex, where the black and white meet at the top, there is a very strange blood-colored mask embedded in it. The material is like jade, smooth and delicate.

The outlines are very rough and the lines are not complicated, but they give people a natural feeling. After looking at it for a moment, you have the illusion that you are looking at a real human face.

However, on top of that mask, there are slender white chains tied up, all extending from the stone pillars, and they are integrated with them. It is obvious at a glance that they are some kind of restriction.

The space inside the tower was silent. Suddenly, in the center of the two empty eye sockets of the blood-colored mask locked in white chains, a strange wave appeared, and two masses of blood appeared out of thin air.

The bloody light was like substance, spurting out from the mask's eye sockets, like two lines of sight, looking at the Sumeru Temple in the distance.

The blood light hadn't sprayed far before the white chains on the black and white stone pillars aroused an extremely violent reaction. White electric lights burst out from them, sliding across the surface of the blood-colored mask with a "sizzling" sound.

The blood in the eyes of the blood-colored mask suddenly dissipated, and silence returned.

However, at this moment, Mr. Zi, who was sitting cross-legged in the Xumi Hall dozens of miles away, seemed to feel something. He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the Golden Pagoda of Ten Thousand Buddhas with joy on his face.

He changed the techniques of his hands and suddenly raised his palms and slapped them towards the ground.

A piece of black light burst out from his palm and spread around, instantly lighting up the entire magic circle.

The rolling magic energy surged, and the five magic weapons and magic weapons glowed simultaneously. The power of the entire formation was mobilized, and a rich magic light rose from the ground and passed along the five pillars to the roof.

In an instant, the entire Sumeru Hall shook violently, which shocked Zulong and Baichuan who were trying to break the formation outside and stopped their movements involuntarily.

The two people looked up and saw a stone sculpture shaped like the sun in the middle of the ridge of the Xumi Palace. It was shining with black light at the moment, like a round sun burning with blazing black flames.

Before they could react, the black sun suddenly erupted and turned into a thick black light that shot out, without any hindrance from the golden clouds, and shot in the direction of the Golden Pagoda of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

"Hey, what's going on?" Bai Chuan frowned.

He originally thought that their method of breaking the formation inspired the hall's forbidden counterattack, but it seemed that was not the case now.

Zulong also looked confused and didn't know why.

"The Jinxia ban is still there, and Mr. Zi hasn't come out yet. Don't worry about anything else. Let's continue to break the ban." He pondered for a moment and said immediately.

When Baichuan heard this, he did not object and continued to work together to break Jinxia's restriction.

A little further away, Nie Caizhu also saw the black light passing above his head, and felt a faint uneasiness in his heart. After hesitation, he resisted the urge to catch up and check, and continued to pay close attention to the activities in Xumi Palace. .

In just a few breaths, the black light spanned a distance of dozens of miles and hit the Golden Pagoda of Ten Thousand Buddhas with a "bang".

A huge earthquake sounded, causing the Golden Pagoda of Ten Thousand Buddhas and the surrounding ground to rumble and tremble.

The little white dragon suddenly stood up from the ground, raised his spear in his hand, and looked towards the golden pagoda.

Granny Sun and the other two were also shocked. They all stood up from the ground and looked around cautiously.

Tu Shantong was also forced to interrupt his treatment and stood up with a pale face.