He ignored the eyes of others. Meng Zhao's eyes were deep, and he stretched out his right hand and gently tapped towards one of the chains of the void.

The originally slender fingers seemed to have undergone an explosive growth under the infusion of a powerful force, turning into a finger pillar that was dozens of feet long, with countless mysterious characters entangled on it.

What was even more conspicuous was that this finger seemed to pierce the layers of space, and finally arrived at the place where the chain of the void was located. Only a crisp sound of breaking sounded was heard.

In an instant, the countless void chains that had originally entangled the square space and bound them made crackling sounds, and under the eyes of everyone, they broke and dissipated one after another, and a space whirlwind blew up, causing everyone to break and almost scare.

After all, that was the aftermath of the fragmentation of the space, and it didn't affect them. If they really swept over, they would have to stop eating except Meng Zhao.

Everyone was not too surprised by Meng Zhao's finger. After all, the more they understood, the more they discovered Meng Zhao's power.

Don’t look at what he can do, that’s normal, it depends on what Meng Zhao can’t do. This is a rare thing, and it can be said that he is tying up the pinnacle.

Just after the chain of void was shattered and turned into nothingness, the square space that was originally trapped revealed an abnormality at this time. It actually drifted slowly, gradually fitting along the disturbing and fearful black crack and embedded in this square space.

The next moment, a strong light flashed, and everyone present burst into tears, and there was a melodious, long-lasting, deep breath spreading.

The origin of this strong light was very good, and Meng Zhao was not spared, with two lines of clear tears left at the corner of his eyes. However, as soon as his true energy urged him, he dried the tears. Instead, he just looked at the scene in front of him carefully.

The square space that was originally cut into independent individuals and trapped has disappeared without a trace at this time, and replaced by a semi-open golden hall.

The hall faces them, and it is indeed in the shape of a pyramid, but it is half hollow, allowing you to see all the scenes inside clearly and intuitively.

In fact, it is also very unkind inside. There is only a black three-legged tripod, about the size of a copper bell, standing in the golden hall. The shapes on the outside are very wonderful, including mountains, water, and some extremely subtle textures that look like ferocious beasts.

This should be the evil weapon brought back by Emperor Yang of Sui from Goguryeo, but under the refinement of the Sui Dynasty and the long time, it has been transformed into the country tripod.

Not only does it have any evil spirit, it shows its grand and grand atmosphere, but it also contains a very similar energy to the head of the dragon vein I saw before. It is likely that the remaining power of the hidden dragon vein is hidden in it.

In addition to this big tripod, there is also a round object floating above the big tripod, which looks like a pearl, but emits colorful light, containing a gentle, vast, compassionate and holy Buddha light that purifies all filthy worldly filth.

This is the whole picture of the so-called evil-suppressing Golden Palace, and it is also the truth.

"So this is the real Golden Palace for Evil Suppression. The Great Sui national master was really a scholar and actually used the way of space to such an extent."

When he saw the relics, Monk Chengkong's eyes lit up, feeling the charm of Buddhism and the surging of his own Buddha power. He knew that this time he was stable, he would be able to return the relics of the first ancestor to the original sect.

Of course, this was based on his resignation to Meng Zhao, but this was enough.

At the same time, he was also grateful for the power of the Great Sui State Master. He perfectly transformed the way of space into the formation and then transformed the formation into the hall, which was linked together, which was indeed extraordinary.

Most of the others have the same thoughts, but they are more coveted by these two treasures.

Among them, the Siji Ding, which was leaping up to the leap of Nafu Yu Ding, attracted the most attention of everyone, especially Gan Mingfeng and Mu Yi.

The moment Gan Mingfeng saw the black cauldron, the black seed that had already taken root and sprouted, grew rapidly and eventually turned into a black lotus, causing black cauldron patterns to appear outside his body.

Deep in his heart, a familiar voice could not help but appear, guiding him to quickly enter the black cauldron. He will conquer this supreme artifact, and from then on, his luck will increase greatly, be reborn and achieve the supreme path.

This voice is extremely deceptive. Fortunately, Gan Mingfeng had escaped by chance. He was already more vigilant about the voice in his heart. With the blessing of the foundation at this time, he barely resisted this temptation, and instead sweated coldly.

It’s not that he didn’t want to take the Soji Cauldron for himself, but if he did anything unusual, it would definitely bring about a storm-like blow from Meng Zhao, the North Meng Dragon King.

Without more than one move, he will surely die. No matter what foundation he uses, he will never escape.

This voice was purely directing him to die, how could he listen?

As for Mu Yi, after seeing the black Soji Cauldron, he developed a sense of boiling, admiration and closeness from the depths of his bloodline.

This feeling is different from the vertical relationship of the dragon vein, but it is like a relationship between elders and younger generations who have direct communication.

Of course, the same is true for Gan Mingfeng. Although he really wanted to come forward and try it out to see if he could put the country tripod into his palm and have the status of winning the mountains and rivers from now on.

Unfortunately, under Meng Zhao's eye, no matter how many thoughts, no matter how many dissatisfaction, no matter how much unwilling he is, it is in vain.

The most painful thing in the world is that the opportunity is right in front of you, but you can't get involved.

Although the others are not as unforgettable as the two of them, and the contrast under the forbearance.

Most of them are ambitions. After all, people always pursue things that are better, stronger, and more beneficial to themselves.

In comparison, Mr. Bai, who was once most eager to husband Yu Ding, seemed a little sober at this time.

First, of course, they were also concerned about Meng Zhao's extraordinary magical skills. With the other party there, they could only stare at him and could not interfere.

Secondly, his blood sacrifice map needed evil weapons, not holy weapons, which made him very disappointed.

All the preparations before are now empty, and naturally, the expectation is reduced, and it is not as enthusiastic as others.

Another one is Lu Houer.

His demonic nature was hidden. Even if Meng Zhao pointed it out, everyone was wary of it and feared it. At this time, he was still standing among the crowd. Although he was in a certain isolated posture, his ambition was still undiminished.
Chapter completed!