Emperor of Nine Suns

With the cultivation level of the monks, they are not afraid of encountering any ancient monsters or strange demons. No matter how strong the enemy is, as long as they can see and attack, it is not a big problem.

There are so many Tianhe old monsters present, with endless tricks and tricks, so they will not be afraid of any opponent they encounter.

What I'm afraid of is that I won't meet any opponents at all. If everyone can't figure out the secret of this layer of space, they may be trapped here forever and be unable to get out for the rest of their lives!

In the history of the monk world, there are countless examples of being trapped like this!

"Everyone is looking around to see if they can find any clues to get out of trouble."

The old woman in gold robe whispered, imitating Gong Xuexi's example and used her spiritual power to extinguish the thick dust on the ground, and also observed the lines on the ground in detail.

The other wheelchair-bound boy in white, Baili Yingxiong, and others also used their own methods.

Either take out the ancient secret eye, or activate the exploration magical power, hoping to find some abnormalities in this space.

Everyone got busy, and a flash of light suddenly illuminated the dark space.

At this time, Su Yun didn't know what to do?

She was the weakest in cultivation, and she didn't know any secret skills such as seeing from the sky and hearing from the earth. Seeing everyone around her busy, she subconsciously looked at the little roc on her shoulder.

The bright silver little roc stood on her right shoulder, tilting its head, covering it with a feather, and sleeping soundly again.

There seemed to be faint snores, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly.

A strange feeling emerged in Su Yun's heart. She knew that this little roc had intelligence that was not weaker than that of humans.

Now trapped in the black tower space, most people looked uneasy and panicked, desperately looking for a way out.

But this little roc was not anxious at all and was able to sleep soundly...

Does it really not care about its own situation at all?

Or has it found a way out of its current predicament?

Su Yun is more inclined to the latter.

If you really fall into a desperate situation, any creature with a normal mind will definitely become anxious. This little roc's behavior in the past was not stupid.

Or maybe it doesn't matter if it's trapped for tens of millions of years?

"Grandma..."

Su Yun bit her lip, hesitated, walked up to the old woman in gold robe and said softly, "Since you seniors don't have any clues yet, why don't you ask the Lord God? I always feel... I always feel that the Lord God seems to be Be confident and don’t panic.”

Um?

The old woman in gold robe was stunned for a moment and glanced in the direction of Chu Chen.

Seeing the little roc bird sleeping nonchalantly, a trace of confusion appeared in her eyes.

"Although Lord God is extremely powerful and physically tyrannical, this Black Tower Talisman Formation was made by the ancient Medicine Ancestor and is much more mysterious than ordinary formations. I think it's better not to trouble Lord God."

The boy in white clothes in a wheelchair glanced at the mother-in-law and grandson and said calmly.

"It makes sense."

The black sword Taoist with the sword light on the side also nodded. There was no expression on his ancient face, and his voice was as cold as a stranger.

"Although it is a mythical beast,

After all, it's just a bird. Even if the magical power is amazing, it is impossible to imitate humans in studying and practicing formations. What's more, this bird is still just a baby, how can it possibly understand the formations left by the ancient powers? "

Everyone looked at the expressionless face and speech of the Black Sword Taoist, and were slightly shocked: Such an attitude can be considered quite disrespectful to the descendants of the sacred beasts.

However, if you think about it, you can understand that Tianzhiguan is transcendent from the world, and people still don't know if the disciples of Tianzhiguan are from the Southern Sky Region.

After all, it is only in the Southern Sky Region that the Golden-winged Dapeng is extremely revered and worshiped as the supreme light of the Garuda Heavenly Emperor.

People from the non-Nantian region look at it as an ordinary mythical beast and have no such level of belief at all.

From this point of view, it makes sense that the Taoist priests of Tianzhiguan are disrespectful to the golden-winged roc.

Seeing that both the black swordsman and the young man in white clothes in the wheelchair had spoken, the old woman in gold robe moved her lips a few times, did not speak, and just shook her head slightly.

Tang Rou didn't have any psychological burden. She still had the bright silver feather hidden in her arms, so she naturally knew how unfathomable the magical power of the little roc in front of her was.

So she walked up to Su Yun, saluted Chu Chen on her shoulder in a decent manner, and said softly.

"Senior God, can you give us some advice?"

Seeing Tang Rou's respectful look, Taoist Black Sword was startled for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.

Baili Yingxiong frowned, and Han Feng couldn't help but shake his head and sighed softly, "Women, you are indeed a brainless creature, you really ask so respectfully..."

"Why, how dare you question my divine power?"

At this moment, a cold voice shot out like a sharp arrow, freezing the sneers on several people's faces.

Chu Chen raised his head from his feathers and stared coldly at Han Feng and the others with a pair of sharp eagle eyes.

"Don't dare, please calm down, Lord God."

The old woman in golden robe could hear the displeasure in Chu Chen's words, and she hurriedly bowed and said, "We were just joking, just joking."

"Humph, you ignorant ants! I am a born divine body. I am blessed by the destiny of heaven, and my magical powers are self-expanded. How can it be speculated by ordinary people like you!"

Chu Chen snorted coldly, "I am meditating on the great road of heaven and earth. I am trying to figure out the secret technique that swallows up Baikun. I don't want to care about your life or death. Since this little girl named Tang sincerely asks for advice, I will mercifully warn you." One sentence!”

It roared softly, and the roaring eagle's chirping shot straight into the sky, shaking the entire space at the bottom of the tower that seemed to be trembling slightly.

"Listen up, shrimps. I will tell you that this space is a refining talisman array. If you don't leave here within six hours, all of you will be refined into fly ash!"

"What?"

Hearing Chu Chen's words, all the monks were immediately shocked.

After a while, Gong Xuexi pointed to the thick layer of blue-black dust on the ground and asked tremblingly: "Could it be that all this dust is..."

"Yes, the ashes on the ground are all the remnants of the monks who entered this ice tower before and were refined!"

Chu Chen sneered, "Don't you think that only your group has come in from ancient times to now? You are not the only ones who know the magic of talisman formations and have Tianhe-level combat power."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. What this little roc said is right, the legend of Yaozu’s secret place has existed since ancient times.

It was precisely because someone had come in before that they were able to leave a few words in the world.

It was then painstakingly collected by the old woman in gold robes for hundreds of years before all the information was sorted out.

Since she can collect this information, there is no reason why others cannot collect it.

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