Chapter 692 (1/2)

”But that won't stop me!” At the same time, Su Bai sneered, and the power of his mind burst out, turning into a silver sword outside the green wood Ding.

”Broken!”

Boom!

The black river surges violently, and heaven and earth seem to shake.

Hum!

An invisible light broke, and the world seemed to be spinning. In the blink of an eye, the two people who were falling directly from the sky and then fell to the ground.

Pale summer shallow language just came back to mind, Zhang Yan blankly looked at the situation around, instantly stunned.

”Su Bai, this - where is this?”

Su Bai eyebrows slightly pick, looking at the surrounding environment, some surprised.

It's all black in the eye.

In the dark land, there is no grass, no vitality - even the air looks gray.

It's like hell.

In the distance, the scorching breath came, which made Su Bai's eyes move.

”Go

He thought out and pulled Xia Qianyu towards the distance.

On the black soil, it was extremely hard, as if it had been burned by magma, and there was a fiery red in the black depth

a moment later, in front of them, there was a huge underground canyon.

There are many strange stones, hanging upside down in the dark, giving people a sense of depression.

Without hesitation, Su Bai and Xia Qian stepped into the canyon.

At the entrance is a huge square.

On the square, there are nine huge Huabiao stone columns, on which nine exotic animal patterns are carved.

The first stone pillar is a yellow dragon with scaly horns. They like music and squat on the head of the instrument.

The second pillar is a dragon head tiger and leopard, which is beneficial to a huge Trident.

The third stone pillar, a four hoofed beast like a unicorn, stands on the huge palace Pavilion.

The fourth stone pillar is the statue of nine sons of the dragon in Chinese legend!

In folk myths and legends, there are nine sons of the dragon with different shapes. On these nine Huabiao stone pillars, the nine sons of the dragon are carved: Prisoner ox, Jai canthus, tau Feng, Pu Lao, lion dragon, Baxia, Cuan, negative quality, Cuan kiss!

Su Bai's eyes were slightly fixed. He looked at the stone pillars on the huge bluestone square in front of him. Then he looked at the huge bronze tripod in the center of the square. His eyebrows were raised high, and a sneer was raised at the corner of his mouth: ”Jiulong nourishes the spirit, Lingding contains the soul!”

”It's really a big deal!”

This kind of Dharma array already belongs to the category of real spirit array. For example, the Fengshui Dharma array of Wu Xuean in Hong Kong City can not be compared with this kind of Dharma array.

He looked at the square bronze tripod, his eyes flashing, and finally knew why the eight Qi snake could survive for so many years.

This Baqi mountain is also a place of spiritual pulse. Now, in the deep underground of the mountain, a spiritual array has been set up to intercept the spirit and nourish the Yin, so that the spirit of Baqi snake in the tripod can devour and cultivate.

Xia shallow language dull looking at all in front of me, it seems that some can't return to God.

”Su Bai, what are these things?”

”It's just a Dharma array that nourishes the spirit and survives. It's not worth mentioning!”

”See how I break it!”

Shua!

Su Bai points like a knife, and suddenly cuts off the blue cauldron in the distance.

Bang!

The cyan cauldron gave out a low hum, and the dense pattern on it suddenly rose, and the golden light lit up.

The fine gold pattern seemed to have life. When it flowed all over the bronze tripod, the bronze tripod suddenly gave out a clear sound.

At the next moment, the nine sons of the dragon carved on the stone pillar seemed to be alive. When a touch of gold came out of his body, a dense pattern appeared in his eyes.