Chapter 213 The Eye of the Holy Venerable(2/2)
"Sure?"
"Sure."
The two nodded.
"You go and push the door."
The man from Taixuan Mountain suddenly pointed at Zhao Fan.
The latter was slightly stunned and felt a little scared, but when he looked at Bai Heming, he saw that he had no reaction and was calm.
He walked up slowly, reached out and gathered a ball of martial arts power, and pushed forward.
Click
The gate was opened directly, the formation was not activated, and it was safe and sound.
The dust raised a fog, revealing the scene inside.
The ends of three large mahogany chairs are placed in the highest point in the middle of the hall.
The fur, internal organs and limbs of many unknown animals are nailed to their respective walls on both sides.
In addition to the smell of dust, the air is filled with a strong smell of fishy smell.
The floor was covered with a thick blood-red carpet with a faint black blood clot on it.
"It's here." The man from Taixuan Mountain glanced at the hall and glanced at Wang Qiaoqiao.
"Are you coming or I?"
Wang Qiaoqiao's face did not change, she took a step forward and slashed it hard with a sword on her head.
Chih!
The sword light pulled out a moon-white half-moon in the air and rushed towards the mahogany seat at the top of the hall.
"burst."
Boom!
With a loud bang, countless sword energy exploded in the entire hall.
The moon white half moon exploded a large amount of white silk sword energy, madly destroying everything around.
But strangely, it seemed that there was a layer of distorted and inexplicable ripples in the air, intercepting all the power of the explosion without missing any trace.
With the continuous explosion of sword energy, all five people clearly saw that what blocked the sword energy was a transparent ripples in the hall similar to the barrier protection.
This ripples of space that blocked the explosion were like a huge oval eye that wrapped the sword energy in the center.
"Certainly!"
A golden light suddenly appeared from the hands of the Taixuan Mountain people, shooting into the ripples in the space.
The sword energy dissipated quickly, revealing the real thing that blocked the sword energy.
It was a huge one-eyed with a diameter of more than ten meters.
The white white eyes and black pupils were clearly visible, but the whole one-eye was translucent, floating in the center of the hall, not a physical body, but was calmly staring at everyone in front of them.
"Is this the Eye of the Holy Lord?"
Zhao Fan immediately recognized the iconic scene, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
When the Saint Lord fell, the only thing they kept was their heads, and other places were transformed into skeletons.
After the death of the Holy Lord, their eyes will be polluted by the hell ghost energy over time and gradually become a killing machine.
When Ouyang Xue heard this, her face turned pale.
They were not practical cultivators, and at this time they felt even more regretful. For these martial stones, they actually encountered the Eye of the Saint.
However, they were also very surprised that the Holy Lord's Eye turned into an evil thing and would at least be polluted by the ghost energy for 100,000 years.
Chapter completed!