Buzz!

The clear and crystal blue door trembled slightly, and a soft blue light was flashing on it, but it was not as bone-broken as cold as before.

Then, a rumbling sound came, and the gate of the Blue Ice Crystal Palace slowly moved, revealing a dark space inside.

The five people who were originally extremely alert were relieved to see this scene, at least they did not have the expected dangerous situation.

At first, the five people did not dare to enter the Blue Ice Crystal Palace easily and waited in place for a long time, but nothing unusual happened.

"It seems that the suppressed devil is probably dead..."

The old man surnamed Chai had a slight surprise on his face, and the rest of them also had the same mentality.

Zhang Heng and his friends tried to use their spiritual sense to explore the blue ice crystal palace, but as soon as the spiritual sense entered it, they encountered a shocking chill that could freeze the soul, which made them quickly withdraw their spiritual sense.

"The cold air in this palace has reached a terrifying level, and even the spiritual consciousness cannot stay in it for a moment."

Hou Bo showed a solemn expression on his face, glanced at Zhang Heng, and found a trace of strange colors flashing in the other person's eyes.

"In the Nascent Soul Stage, I'm afraid no one can stay here for one or two breaths."

Zhang Heng said calmly.

Even Zhang Heng and Hou Bo, two Nascent Soul-level monks, said this, and the other monks in the Dan-level stage had no way to do it.

"What should we do? If we want to give up, will our previous efforts fail?"

Fan Lin said with a look of reluctance, his eyes swept towards the blue ice crystal palace, and he didn't dare to penetrate his spiritual sense at this moment.

Even the spiritual consciousness can be frozen, which shows how terrifying the cold air here has reached.

Master Bailian fell into thought and glanced around. When the afterglow of his eyes touched the black lake water of the Blue Ice Crystal Palace, his eyes suddenly lit up:

"Look at that side!" Master Bailian exclaimed.

Zhang Heng and others hurriedly looked at the place where Master Bailian signaled.

I saw that the originally dead lake water was fluctuating slightly.

At first, this kind of fluctuation was simply difficult to detect, and after a while, this kind of fluctuation could only be seen with the naked eye.

"So that's it..." Hou Bo felt the slight shaking of his feet and laughed loudly: "'Secret Land' is not in this blue ice crystal palace. This palace is the power hub to suppress the 'devil' and surrounding formations, and it is also a place to unseal the seal. The real secret land should be..."

"It should be the black lake below this palace!"

At the end of his speech, Hou Bo's face was still covered with a few traces of color, and his eyes looked at the frozen corpses in the lake.

Zhang Heng and the others nodded, looked at the bottom of the Blue Ice Crystal Palace, and looked expectant, guessing what might happen next.

“The lake is rising.”

At some point, a silver light flashed in Zhang Heng's eyes.

call!

The mysterious black liquid in the black lake was slowly rising, and the blue ice crystal palace under the feet of several people was also shaking slightly.

Soon, the strange liquid carried the frozen corpse, rising little by little, and even reached a point where it was within reach.

Among them, the body of a monk and storage bag appeared in front of Zhang Heng and others.

It can be analyzed with the naked eye that the storage bag has a very high level, and I am afraid that only monks at the Nascent Soul stage level are worthy of possessing this item.

The people present had a slight heart, but they did not dare to take action easily. This was not only fear of the black lake, but also concern for the monks around them.

Buzz ~

At some point, the black reached a height flush with the blue ice crystal palace, and then came to an abrupt end and returned to calm.

Looking around, the lake water was frozen with many monks' corpses and storage bags. It can be imagined that tens of thousands of years ago, these monks were all peerless figures who were famous in the country, and what they left behind would be ordinary things.

The eyes of the people present lit up and their hearts were ready to move.

"The ice in this lake seems to have signs of melting..."

Uncle Hou suddenly pointed at the ice cubes frozen over the monk's body and said in surprise.

Zhang Heng sneered: "The cold air in the lake is dissipating, and the seal here is about to be untied."

The few people were slightly stunned, and indeed found that the terrifying cold air in the lake was dissipating rapidly. For a moment, the surrounding air condensed into droplets of water and fell dripping downwards.

If a powerful monk flies over the sky, he will find that it is raining in the Ghost Mist Mountain, but the sky is clear.

"If I'm not mistaken, the sealed demon should be under the mysterious palace, that is, the bottom of the lake..."

When Zhang Heng said this, he pulled Master Bailian to fly into the sky. In the dark, there was a sense of crisis that made him do such a move.

Hou Bo also felt that the situation was a bit strange. When he saw Zhang Heng running, he subconsciously turned into a blue light and flew into the sky.

Under the blue ice crystal palace, only the old man surnamed Chai and Fan Lin who had not yet reacted were left.

"Senior Hou..."

Fan Lin looked puzzled and was about to speak, but at this moment, the originally calm lake suddenly soared into the sky, and for a moment, half of the sky would be covered.

"Run!"

The old man surnamed Chai turned into a fire ray and flew away from here before the lake was covered.

Of course Fan Lin would not wait to die here, and followed him away from the Blue Ice Crystal Palace.

"Hahaha... no one wants to run away!"

At this moment, a creepy sound came from the depths of the Black Lake. The sound was filled with gloomy and murderous meaning, and it was transmitted to the souls of everyone within a radius of dozens of miles.

In other words, this is no longer an ordinary voice, but another advanced means of communication.

call!

A terrifying pulling force came from the lake, pulling down the old man named Chai and Fan Lin who were flying in the air.

The old man surnamed Chai changed his expression. At this critical moment, he didn't care about anything. The golden elixir in his dantian suddenly burst out and pushed him out dozens of feet away, finally leaving the strongest range of this pulling force.

Fan Lin behind him was pulled into the black lake water without any power to fight back. Under the attention of Zhang Heng and others, he was buried in the lake water. His body was not frozen, but pulled into the lake water.

"Master, you leave this place quickly, the faster the better..."

Zhang Heng told Master Bailian that he did not leave immediately, but instead paid attention to the situation below in the distance.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, take care of yourself, you should be careful..."

Master Bailian also understood that the next thing was no longer something that he, a cultivator in the Killing Stage, could handle.

Stepping on the fiery red escape light, Master Bailian escaped, and he consumed a lot of energy to perform secret techniques.

The old man surnamed Chai flew to the sky with a "swoosh" sound, not far from the remaining Zhang Heng and Hou Bo. He looked at the Master Bailian who used the secret technique to escape, with a hint of hesitation on his face.

In the end, the old man surnamed Chai did not leave immediately, but stood beside Zhang Heng and Hou Bo, watching the development of the situation. After all, there were two masters of the Nascent Soul stage on the field, and they might not be unable to cope with the next scene.

All three of them stood in the sky and used their spiritual sense to observe the scene below.

After the black lake water swallowed Fan Lin, it fell into a brief calm, but in just a few breaths, the lake water began to surging again.

"Hahaha... I can finally see the light of day again!"

A figure surrounded by black liquid flew out of the lake. He floated in the sky, opened his hands and roared at the sky.

"This... isn't this Fellow Daoist Fan?"

The old man surnamed Chai showed horror on his face.

Zhang Heng looked closely and found that the person lingering in the black liquid was Fan Lin.

At this moment, "Fan Lin" had a few madness in his eyes, and powerful pressure emanated from him, and he opened his hands, looking majestic.

"Take a house?"

Zhang Heng couldn't help but spit out two words. He himself had experience of taking over the body and was quite sensitive to it.

"That's right, Fellow Daoist Fan is indeed taken over at this moment. I think the person who took over the body should be a devil who has been suppressed for tens of thousands of years, right?" Hou Bo said indifferently, and suggested to Zhang Heng:

"Fellow Daoist Fan is still in the Dan-Graining Stage. Even if he is taken over, the devil will not be able to exert his strength. Moreover, the devil has been suppressed for tens of thousands of years. It is better for you and I to join forces to kill him before he recovers his vitality, and then distribute various treasures in the Black Lake."

Speaking of this, Hou Bo looked at Zhang Heng with anticipation.

"Fan Lin" at this moment was really weird. Even if his strength was not too strong, Uncle Hou was not sure to take it down.

Zhang Heng nodded: "If you have the chance to kill this demon, of course I, Zhang, will not miss it."

He also made a good mind in his heart. Even if he couldn't win, he could use the "secret technique" to escape. The devil took over the body was just a cultivator in the Dan-King stage. No matter how strong he was, he would not be able to reach the speed of Wuyou Lin Tiemu.

The two made up their minds, discussed it slightly, and then slowly leaned down together.

"Haha, do you want to come and go and my life?"

"Fan Lin" floating above the Black Lake showed a strange smile on his face, looking at the two monks who were as powerful as the Nascent Soul who slowly descended from the sky.

"Uncle Hou? Fellow Daoist Zhang?"

"Fan Lin" who was taken over the body looked at Zhang Heng and the others with a smile, and his smile became brighter.

Zhang Heng and Hou Bo looked at each other, all of whom were surprised, and they didn't expect such a strange side to appear.

"Who are you?"
To be continued...