Everyone rushed into the palace and was stunned.

The outside of the palace is full of gold bricks, but the inside is simple and dark, with a big difference, as if a hunter who is particularly good at disguising himself.

Everyone stood at the door and looked back and forth at the entire palace.

The palace is very wide, and the most conspicuous one is the load-bearing cylinders that are twenty meters high and three people thick.

The cylinder is reddish-brown, as if blood has been stained, and is engraved with the wind and frost of time.

There are various ancient patterns carved on it, all of which are huge monsters and monsters. Time has not washed away their hideousness. Each one is lifelike, as if it is alive, as if it is about to break a pillar.

"These are statues of the Hundred Tribes. Why are these statues staring at me?" A Jindan monk felt cold on his back and changed his position several times. However, no matter where he looked, he felt that the sight of the Hundred Tribes statues fell on him.

"I feel this way too." The ancestor Dongri said in a deep voice.

Everyone also had it, and their vigilance suddenly increased.

"These statues of hundreds of races, from their charm, are all extraordinary. This place may have been the base camp of hundreds of races back then."

The ancestor Dongri looked solemn and whispered, "We are waiting at the door. When the yellow wind passes, we will leave the palace immediately. Here, I always feel like something is peeking in the dark."

Hearing this, everyone's backs tightened, and they all became alert. They opened their eyes and looked back and forth at the entire palace.

"What's going on? Look, the statue on the edge... seems to have jumped out? It's gone?" A Jindan monk suddenly spoke out and stared at the cylinder on the left.

When everyone heard this, their faces changed drastically and found that the hundreds of tribes carved on the load-bearing pillar had "fallen off" and disappeared.

"Why is the statue missing? Where did it go?"

"I didn't check the several statues carefully just now. Are you sure there were statues on them just now?"

"I'm sure there is, but it's gone now." The man was surprised.

"Can it be...it's like this groove shape? Did you see it before?" Everyone hesitated and didn't even believe what they said.

"No, I'm really sure there is!" the man said affirmatively.

"Don't be suspicious. When the Huang Feng passes, we will go out." The ancestor Dongri said in a deep voice.

Time passed slowly, and the yellow wind blew for half an hour.

"Let's go." Just as everyone turned around and took two steps, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew from behind. This tiny wind was very unusual because everyone was a master, and his spine was cold.

"Why is the wind blowing?" Everyone looked back and found a low whimpering sound deep in the palace, and a cold breath came out from it. The dust on the ground danced with the wind like a human being, making it look so terrifying.

"There is something strange, let's leave here quickly." The ancestor Dongri noticed something was wrong, and everyone felt it was strange, but when they turned around, with a sound, everyone staggered backwards.

A ignorant of a hundred tribes who were five meters tall stood at the door and blocked everyone's way. Its eyes were extremely cold and did not contain a trace of warmth.

"Statue, it is the shed statue of the hundred clans." The man before shouted.

"The head has horns, the back has four wings, and one leg has a hard thorn. It... it is the hundred tribe that fell off the stone trough!" Everyone looked at the stone pillar, then at the monster at the door, and kept comparing, and they were shocked to find that its body could be perfectly embedded in the stone trough.

The statue was alive and still smiled gloomy. Such an evil thing made everyone's scalp numb.

"Hurry up, fight out."

The golden halberd in the hands of the ancestor Dongri was invincible, and slashed over with a destructive force, breaking through the darkness and directly slashing the hundreds of clans.

Yang Buyi and others also took action, each of them taking a strong blow, and various techniques shone brightly, and they smashed the statue of the hundred clans.

Suddenly, the light overflowed, and the statues of hundreds of tribes were wrapped in a rain of light.

When the energy ripples dissipated, everyone was shocked to find that the statue of the Hundred Tribes was nothing. It grinned and seemed to be mocking.

Then he reached out with one hand, silently, simple and unpretentious, like the sickle of the god of death, which was particularly terrifying, tearing the sky and directly hitting everyone.

Bang!

puff!

The dull sound of impact and the miserable vomiting of blood all declared everything. Everyone was defeated, and they were defeated miserably without the slightest power to fight back.

"It has the combat power that transcends the transformation of God and retreats quickly." The human-shaped evil spirit changed drastically and he shouted in a low voice.

Yang Buyi and others turned pale when they heard this. Without saying a word, they fled backwards.

"It's coming." The stone sculpture of hundreds of clans slowly stepped forward, and the stone sculpture's face showed anthropomorphic jokes, as if it was playing with everyone.

"It is forcing us, it wants to approach us in the depths of the hall." The human-shaped evil spirit looked ugly and saw its intention.

"Let's go." The ancestor Dongri turned his head, waved his hand, and rushed into the hall with everyone. Instead of dying outside, it would be better to find a glimmer of life inside.

The colder it gets inside, like an ice cellar, and at the same time it becomes darker, as if it has entered the giant mouth of a monster, extremely traumatized.

"I wonder if it is chasing it?" Everyone said nervously.

"I don't know, it's better to be careful." The ancestor Dongri said solemnly.

The next moment, the ancestor Dongri suddenly felt a great crisis, and a cold breath silently pressed on his throat. Suddenly, a burning heat spilled out and flowed down his neck.

The ancestor Dongri was shocked and covered his bleeding throat and retreated quickly.

Everyone noticed his abnormality and turned their heads to look at it. They saw that the stone sculpture had appeared at the place where the ancestor Dongri had stood before, and the stone knife in his hand was still dripping blood.

"It's coming, we're going to retreat."

Everyone was shocked. Even the ancestor Dongri was injured silently, so they were even more dangerous. At this time, they didn't care about what was deep in the hall, so they rushed into it.

I don’t know how long it has passed, and the chasing stone sculptures appear from time to time, and no one dares to stop.

Gradually, the environment in front of everyone changed a lot, and the refreshing fragrance of flowers came to their faces. A small bridge, flowing water, and a fairyland filled with strange flowers and plants appeared in front of everyone.

Before this, everyone was still experiencing death and darkness, and in a blink of an eye, they ushered in light and vitality, and everyone was surprised.

There is such a fairy land with rays of light in this dark palace, which makes people feel incredible and like a dream.

"How could there be a pure land here?" Everyone was surprised, and their vigilance became stronger.

“It’s full of strong vitality!”

The human-shaped evil spirit laughed, and the surrounding energy kept floating towards him, and his evil body changed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The evil spirit surged, and he slowly changed. In a blink of an eye, flesh and blood regenerated and his muscles were full. A middle-aged man with a majestic appearance appeared in front of everyone.

How can you tell the skinny decadence before? The smiling face is completely a middle-aged man.

"Senior, are you reborn in your flesh and blood?" Everyone was a little surprised.

"Yes, my flesh and blood are reborn, and it is full of powerful vitality. It not only eliminates the death principles in my evil body, but also helps me reborn, haha." The human-shaped evil spirit laughed.

"My injury has healed too!" Old Ancestor Dong Ri touched his throat and was surprised.

"What is this place? Death is full of vitality, incredible!"

"Look, blood lights emerge inside!"

"Blood Light?" Everyone's eyes turned forward, passed through a fairyland, and saw the blood light hidden behind them.

"How come there is a blood light flashing inside? Will there be a great evil?"

"Oh no, the statue of the hundred clans is catching up again!"

"There is no way to escape here, so I can only walk inside." Everyone had to run deep into the depths of the flash of blood.

As soon as they entered, everyone saw countless broken divine weapons, and the blood stains stained on them showed the tragic battle that year.

But what is strange is that there is no corpse, even a single bone has never been seen.

Everyone was extremely alert and glanced around and was shocked to find that there was a bone table in the middle of the hall, and the blood light that soared into the sky was coming out from the bone table.

"All the corpses are gone. Have they been made into this bone table?" The old ancestor Dong Ri shrank, and he felt a powerful oppression from the bone table. "These... are extremely powerful in front of the bone table?"

"Look, there is something on the bone table."

A Jindan monk shouted.

Everyone moved and slowly came to the bone table and found a human skin on it with bloody handwriting on it, which read "Presentation of Destiny".

"This time, you and your group of forty-nine people come in, and all of them will die!"

"Die?" Everyone looked at each other, their expressions tightened.

Mysterious prophecy, death sentence.

Everyone felt a great evil.

The human-shaped evil spirit is at the peak of the Nascent Soul. At this time, he takes action and is ready to destroy the human skin prophecy.

The strongest blow was hit, and the mysterious mystery turned into a heavenly sword and slashed on the human skin.

Buzz!

The mysterious rule rushed up from the human skin, which actually blocked his sky sword. All the power dissipated out of thin air without causing any fluctuations.

"What?" The human-shaped evil spirit changed his color and did not believe in evil, and he slashed out three consecutive swords.

The Sword of Secrets has no brilliant light or great momentum, but it is the power of the Great Dao.

At this time, the three swords slashed on the human skin, but were almost perfectly blocked by the mysterious Taoist intertwined on it, only causing a slight ripples, like a slight rippling waves in the calm sea.

"This..." After three swords, a strong sense of uneasiness surged in the human-shaped evil spirit.

"You are finally here, but I have been waiting for a long time." An inexplicable voice suddenly appeared, and the faint tone of voice hit the heart like a giant hammer. Everyone could not bear this almost death-like oppression, and the corners of their mouths were bleeding and they retreated continuously.
To be continued...