Chapter 1130: The Mysterious Shadow of the Holy Palace

"The dragon travels in the shallows, and the tiger falls in the flat sun. I think I am also a holy weapon made by the saint of Mengmei. How could it fall into the hands of a small inventor?" There was a little lotus-shaped light the size of a thumbprint on Wuqi's eyebrows rolling, but this point of the color light was making a resentful cry like a resentful girl in the deep palace: "It's even the beginning of the holy power that just got the holy power, the little birds hatched from the eggshell!"

The holy realm was destroyed, and the gathering of spirits was greatly damaged, and the Bluex Palace was almost destroyed. Even though the gathering of spirits had the ability to gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, after the destruction of the holy realm, he could not extract much holy power from the chaotic aura. He even lacked the holy power needed to maintain his daily life, let alone recovering his injuries while maintaining the stability of the Bluex Palace.

The mistake is that Wuqi met him this time. After a while, Ju Ling really wants to die with the Blue Lost Palace.

That is, Wuqi encountered him and even inputted a holy power to him. The hungry spirit gathered together with green eyes hesitated between the dignity of the holy weapon and the life of the holy weapon for a long time, and finally chose his own life importance. He absorbed Wuqi's holy power, integrated it into the core of his natal life, and transformed it into the original holy power needed to repair injuries and maintain survival. From then on, Wuqi became his master.

After all, the holy weapon is no different from ordinary creatures, which means that the appearance is a bit different. In fact, gathering spirits is a living creature. Since it is a living creature, it is the one that is important to have milk and mother. Now Wuqi has the holy power, he is the wet nurse who gathers spirits. If you gather spirits, you can only listen to him obediently!

Hearing the grim complaining of the spirit, Wuqi scolded impatiently: "So much nonsense, why don't you spit out all the holy power I gave you, and then find a cesspool to throw you in?"

Ju Ling immediately closed his mouth, and he shouted loudly in his most enthusiastic and flattering voice: "Master, your light is enough to shine on the entire chaos. You are the Lord of Destiny, and you will definitely be able to restore the glory of the holy world! Oh, give me another holy power, the taste of these rags is so unpalatable!"

The various Hongmeng treasures that Wuqi plundered from Taoist ancestors and Buddhas, except for the few pieces of protection each of Princess Zhengle and others, all the others gathered near the Gai Ling. Gai Ling was devouring the origin of these Hongmeng treasures and extracting the various spiritual energy and substances he needed from them.

After all, the Hongmeng treasures are all transformed by the projections left by the holy weapons when the holy world was destroyed, and gathering spirits can also get a lot of benefits from it. But where can this thing that has been refined by self-refining so hard is so easy to eat? In the past two days, the gathering spirits have complained that he has followed a master with a weak strength, and are begging Wuqi to give him more pure holy power that does not require his energy to be exhausted.

The spirit gathered was so loud that Wuqi was really a headache for him. He had no choice but to mobilize a holy power and lost to the spirit gathered, and immediately received the sound of flattery like a tide. It has to be said that the "flattery" is also very popular in the holy world. The disciples of the Blue Lost Palace are even more so for their ancestors. I don’t know how many years I have been in the Blue Lost Palace in the Blue Lost Palace, and I have learned so many flattery.

After all, it is a product of the sacred world that is profound and unfathomable. The flattery of gathering spirits is almost at the level of Tao, and it is much smarter than the flattery in the Pangu world. Even if Wuqi knew that he was flattering himself, he was actually beaten to the point of being so beautiful that his bones were several pounds lighter. He couldn't help but lose a few more holy powers to gathering spirits. The words of gathering spirits were really comfortable.

Ju Ling was happy and flattering Wuqi, while releasing his spiritual sense to constantly please Princess Zhengle and Qixia, the two mistresses. It’s okay for Qixia. Although her strength is extremely powerful in the Pangu world, Ju Ling didn’t think she was so powerful. Instead, Princess Zhengle’s supernatural powers are vast and she has vaguely touched the edge of the ‘Holy Way’. Ju Ling knew very well how he should be towards a future strong man.

Especially Princess Zhengle and Qixia are both wives of their current master. Even if they are weaker, they have to do their best to please them.

As they were noisy all the way, Wuqi and his group had been away from the ruins of the Blue Nose Palace for more than half a year. Following Wuqi's vague memories of his previous life, the group struggling hard in the chaos, looking for traces of the ancient holy palace. Since there is such a large piece of ruins left by the Blue Nose Palace, how could it be that the seven most powerful people in the holy world would not leave any powerful arrangements in the chaos?

Perhaps, they still left a foreshadowing that was earth-shaking? Who knows?

This ancient holy palace should be where the seven strongest men and other saints retain certain information and certain items. Pangu also said that this ancient holy palace came from extraordinary, everything inside was incredible, and Pangu got a lot of benefits from it. Although Wuqi had already obtained a lot of information from the spirits, he must go to the ancient holy palace.

With the spirit gathered around, Wuqi's many questions were answered. During the demise of the holy realm, the thirteen world-breakers knew a lot of information gathered with intelligence gathered. Especially the main practices of the Lanx Palace lineage made Wuqi happy. A complete set of 1,800 runes were taught to Wuqi by the spirit gathered. These days, Wuqi was comprehending these complex runes under the guidance of the spirit gathered.

Runes from the Holy Realm are the core of all powers in the Holy Realm.

To be precise, to put it another way, these runes in the holy realm are the "genomes" of all creatures in the holy realm. All creatures in the holy realm communicate natural matter and energy to form bodies and souls. Different runes are combined together to form countless races with different appearances, power characteristics and even racial personalities. Therefore, these runes are equivalent to the genomes of creatures in the holy realm. They are nothing more than the strengths and weaknesses of runes and the changes and combinations of runes.

If Wuqi could organically combine 1,800 runes and add enough holy power, he could create the most powerful race, the Bluex Palace lineage, the Bluex Palace lineage. It is a powerful creature that looks like a giant lizard, but has huge wings behind it, covered with beautiful blue feathers, and is good at driving the power of light.

But in the words of gathering spirits, even if he understands the current strength of Wuqi, even if he can organically integrate them into one, he can at most create a hair of the bluex. After all, the bluex race is extremely powerful, and the youngest son of the newborn has the peak level of "mortal". With a little effort, he can break through to the realm of creation. Yi Wuqi's strength has just climbed to the threshold of creation, so how can he be qualified to create such a powerful creature?

Listening to Ju Ling's quarrels all the way - maybe so many years of loneliness made Ju Ling a little schizophrenia a little, in short, he had completely become a chatterbox - he worked hard to search in the chaos, and Wuqi and his group finally came to the vicinity of a miserable green star in the chaos.

This miserable green star was deeply impressed by the memory of the old man Yuanling. The inside of this star was a giant emerald with a diameter of hundreds of millions of miles, and the outside was a layer of highly toxic juice that was as thick as 30 million miles. The high-temperature toxic juice continued to erupt around, forming this highly toxic star that even the Chaos Demon God dared to approach easily.

Wuqi vaguely remembers that the old man Yuanling was near this miserable green star, tracking the Seven Buddhas and Nine Paths and other people, bypassing several hidden energy tides, and then suddenly was teleported to the ancient holy palace.

But the memory came to an abrupt end here, because as soon as the old man Yuanling appeared, he was beaten to pieces by hundreds of demons.

He looked around with emotion, and Wuqi said in a deep voice: "It should be nearby! With our current strength, we are sure to escape after entering the Ancient Holy Palace! Gather spirits, gather spirits, don't be lazy, please help me according to your knowledge!"

A clear cloud light appeared between Wuqi's eyebrows. He looked around in the cloud light with a ghost mind, and he said with a slight hint: "It seems that there are some shadows of prohibition. But it is also slightest! You must know that master, you may be tracking the palace left by the strongest. If it is really the most powerful, with your eyes and strength, it is impossible to find any clues."

Wuqi sneered, "But you have to think that after the Holy Realm is destroyed, who can still have the strength of the strongest? If the seven saints use all their means to cover up the Ancient Holy Palace, wouldn't it be a joke? A pure grave? Or a memorial hall? Or a left for those who break the Realm?"

Ju Ling laughed suddenly and said flatteringly: "It's just a master who is wise, how about giving another holy power? Oh, thank you, your generosity is enough to compare with the largest light source of the holy world, "The Light of the Holy Source". Well, in this way, they will definitely leave some clues, and if there is a dangerous restriction, it will only target the boundary breakers and those who are overestimating their own abilities."

Wuqi's spiritual consciousness and the spiritual consciousness gathered together, turning into invisible ripples and sweeping around.

On one side of the green star, a shadow similar to a archway flashed faintly. Wuqi immediately took out a bottle of poison-proof pill and distributed it to everyone. The group took the pill one after another, then rushed into the heavy venomous juice of the highly poisonous star, and rushed towards the direction where the shadow was.

Unlike the fact that he had to follow the Seven Buddhas and Nine Paths to find traces of the Ancient Saint Palace, Wuqi came here this time and directly discovered the existence of the entrance. His strength was far worse than his previous life, far stronger than his previous life.

After struggling with the viscous and extremely pressured green poison juice for several days, relying on the effect of the elixir to drive out the terrible poison, the group finally came to the entrance that Wuqi's spiritual sense sensed in front of him.

But as soon as he got there, Wuqi's face changed. What appeared in front of everyone was not a archway, but a total of nine archways with the same shape. Nine archways with simple shapes floated in front of him like mist, as if they were entering the entrance to the Netherworld Hell.

Before Wuqi could decide which entrance to enter, he heard a long roar from a distance. Everyone hurriedly looked at it and saw a giant "centipede" that was several miles long and shaped like a giant dragon driving countless green poisonous smoke and fire, and rushed towards this side angrily.

This centipede with a dragon head and a scorpion tail with more than a hundred sharp poisonous claws is still hundreds of miles away from Wuqi and his group. Everyone has already smelled a pungent fishy stench. Wuqi's poison-avoiding pill refined with precious materials in the Yuanling Ghost Realm has failed, and Tu Xiaobai's face suddenly turned into a miserable green color.

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Chapter completed!