Miss Feng Wu, the female alchemy goddess, is busy refining alchemy

A small plain with a wide view. Looking up, it is empty and there is no place to hide.

The sky was extremely dark, and the moon hanging high in the sky was just a crescent moon. There was a patch of dark red flowers on the ground, which looked very much like the legendary Lycoris radiata that bloomed in hell.

There are transparent water droplets condensed on the petals, which are bright and clear.

Looking at so many spiritual herbs in front of him, Feng Yunzhao suppressed his excitement and began to collect them.

This flower has many amazing benefits, one of which is that it can be used to refine the Great Dao Reincarnation Pill.

Thinking about how she was able to be reborn here with the help of this pill.

In the night, several people were busy picking herbs and handed all the collected herbs to her.

Monsters would appear from time to time, but they would not approach the people, and soon all the flowers in a small patch were collected.

The clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the moon changed from a crescent to a round disk, revealing a deep blood color.

The blood moon appears, and evil spirits emerge!

There were gusts of cold wind blowing around, and the roar of beasts could be heard from time to time.

When the moon turned completely red, the ground suddenly shook and cracks appeared.

Then they saw many souls smiling sinisterly, crawling out from the cracks in the ground, and began to float in front of them.

Some of them wanted to possess the guards, so the guards quickly took out torches and ignited them to drive away these wandering ghosts.

Feng Yunzhao frowned as he looked at the wandering soul that was dangling in front of him. Could it be the result of him picking all the flowers?

She threw out Zi Yan and ignited her fingertips, and all the souls moved away from her in fear.

It would be a disaster if these wandering souls were allowed to float around. Thinking of this, she directly cast a small fireball spell at the souls.

Seeing this, the souls dodged and tried to escape, but if they were touched by the strange fire, their souls would be torn to pieces.

After clearing out some of the wandering souls, she used the soul-raising technique to compress the remaining souls into small white beads and put them into the jade bottle.

It would be better to keep these souls for now, as they may be of unexpected use in the future.

Suddenly, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky again, and the projection of the palace that appeared before appeared in the sky again.

At this moment, the monks in the mountains were all looking up at the sky. The magnificent palace attracted their attention and stirred their hearts.

Feng Yunzhao looked up at the direction of the palace facing them, then looked in the direction of the blood moon, calculating something in his mind.

When the image disappeared, she spoke to Long Xingran:

"I found something different. Do you want to come with me to take a look?"

The man smiled and nodded with a look of doting on his face.

She found that the man looked at her differently, as if he was looking through her at another person. This feeling was very bad.

Put aside the messy thoughts in your mind and walk forward quickly.

When the vision appeared just now, she suddenly remembered the ancient secret: the blood moon appears, the demons emerge! The Palace of the Immortal King, save all things!

The palace that appeared in the sky should be the legendary Palace of the Immortal King.

To find it, you have to wait until the blood moon shines at midnight, where there must be an entrance.

From time to time, she looked up at the sky and then looked at the ground, back and forth many times.

The blood moon shot out a huge beam of light that shone on the ground, covering Feng Yunzhao and the others.

In the flowing blood-red moonlight, the figures of several people disappeared in an instant.

The moon also turned back to its normal color and everything returned to calm.

After the light column faded away, Feng Yunzhao and his companions found themselves in the palace.

The glaring light made it impossible for them to open their eyes, and they slowly opened them only when the light gradually became dimmer.

In front of me is a palace hall with many statues placed on both sides.

Some are standing, some are lying cross-legged, and some are holding magical instruments in their hands.

Not sure if it was his illusion, Feng Yunzhao always felt that these statues were staring at them.

But when she looked at the statue, the eyes were clearly looking forward, and she was suddenly confused.

After observing the main hall, I found that there is a small red halo behind each statue?

What are these things? Why do they seem so out of place?

She looked around vigilantly as Long Xingran was slowly approaching. When their eyes met, they immediately understood each other's meaning.

Several people slowly moved together, back to back.

As she expected, a sinister laugh suddenly rang out in the hall.

The statues on both sides were staring at them as if they had come to life, and their laughter made people feel creepy.

Long Xingran said solemnly and in a low voice:

"These are evil gods! This is a bit tricky."

Feng Yunzhao's mind was also spinning frantically as he analyzed the current situation. The expressions of several people were extremely heavy.

Suddenly Feng Yunzhao remembered the ancient legend that the evil god was most afraid of the most yang fire in the world, and her Phoenix Divine Fire just happened to fit the description.

Some of the statues on both sides have begun to move their hands and feet, and the situation is extremely critical.

The guard's forehead was dripping with sweat due to nervousness, and he couldn't help swallowing.

Suddenly, a stone statue attacked them. A black spiritual power transformed into a sharp sword and rushed towards them.

Feng Yunzhao used his spiritual power to transform into a shield to block the black sword.

There was a trace of divine fire on the shield, and the friction between the sword and the shield made a crackling sound.

She looked at the shield in front of her seriously, and exerted force to enlarge the Divine Fire Shield, turning it red.

The black sword broke into thousands of pieces and turned into stars and disappeared.

Just one strike had such great power that the faces of several people became even uglier.

Unfortunately, they were not given a chance to catch their breath as new attacks followed.

Several black spiritual lights attacked them. The guards were unable to block them due to their low skills. Two of them were hit and were instantly covered by black smoke.

Black smoke came out of his body, and his face shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye. The blood faded, and the flesh clung to his bones, turning him into a mummy.

Things happened too quickly, and Feng Yunzhao decided to go all out. In this situation, he could only fight desperately for a chance for himself.

He took out a handful of pills and poured them into his mouth, using all his spiritual power to fight against the endless black spiritual energy.

But there were too many of them, and she couldn't possibly resist them on her own.

Seeing her like this, Long Xingran could no longer hold back and stared at the statues on both sides with gloomy eyes.

A strange purple fire was emanating from his whole body, carrying a trace of electricity. He quickly formed seals with his hands and struck up at the sky.

There was a loud rumble of thunder, and Feng Yunzhao looked at him nervously and kept shaking his head to remind him.

"You can't use too much spiritual energy, otherwise the poison in your body will relapse quickly."

At this moment, Long Xingran no longer cared about the poisoning. Purple flames flashed in his eyes and he threw a handful of magical weapons in front of him.

They are all high-level immortal weapons and magical instruments of all kinds.

He just waved his hand lightly, and the magic weapon flew towards the statue.