Fortune Teller

He doesn't care what exists behind Chijin Mountain. No matter whether he is a venerable or a true venerable, he will never take action against a Douxiao realm!

After searching in the mountains for a long time, Gu Xiuyun could not find the whereabouts of the ancestor Gu Zhen. It can be seen that the ancestor was sealed in the depths of the ruins, and even through the third layer of the void, his traces could not be found.

"Listening to the tone of that voice, there is a big secret behind Chijin Mountain, and even the Venerable must pay attention to it," Gu Xiuyun whispered in his heart, "This is probably a hidden hand left by a Venerable, or even... it's real "

There are nearly forty venerables in the realm of the heavens, but there are only three true venerables. Two of them sit in the Dao Pavilion and Tianxing Palace, and one is the palace owner who built the war monument space.

The owner of the palace traveled around and never established a sect, so only Daodao Pavilion and Tianxing Palace could be called superpowers, and the other sects could only be ranked among the top.

The gap between the Venerable and the True Venerable is huge.

Thinking of this, Gu Xiuyun felt uneasy and a little excited at the same time.

The relics left by the true master must be extraordinary and may contain a lot of opportunities. Of course, they are also very dangerous.

Although Bai Kongze's life-saving methods are strong, he is still just an ant in front of the Venerable.

Quietly, the void approached the bottom of Chijin Mountain. Suddenly, a ray of fire emerged out of thin air and pierced into the void in the surface space. The formless and formless body of the void was burned to ashes by the flames. The flames were like gangrene attached to the bones. After going deep into the end of the second layer of space, it finally dissipated.

"My God, what kind of flame can even burn the void?" Gu Xiuyun took a breath.

The void transformed by Bai Kongze is no different from normal void. After all, its essence is a light, but the flame can sense its existence and burn the body. It can be seen that the level is far beyond the Douxiao realm.

If it weren't for the third layer of void that isolates all living beings, even the true artistic conception cannot be touched, I'm afraid the flames would have burned him to ashes.

Ordinary true artistic conception can only enter the second level of the void.

On the third level, only those who understand the true artistic conception of space rules, or the venerable ones, can enter.

As for the fourth level, it is difficult for even the Venerable to reach it.

Gu Xiuyun took a deep breath and was about to continue exploring when he suddenly heard a faint moan coming from the second layer of the void.

"Huh? Are there any living beings hiding in the second dimension?"

Gu Xiuyun carefully stretched out part of his body and extended it to the second layer of the void. This time, no flames appeared.

In the second layer of the void, there is a scorching space with a radius of thousands of miles. The strange thing is that there are no debris in the space, and there is no storm. There is only heavy invisible pressure that permeates everywhere.

In the distance, hundreds of human Douxiao realms were struggling to move the red ore, heading towards the giant cemetery in the deepest part of the space. The cemetery was surrounded by flames, sometimes revealing blue and sometimes turning red, and the color was extremely gorgeous.

The red ore is only half a foot thick, but a strong person in the Douxiao Realm cannot hold it in his hands. He can only carry it behind his back and climb forward slowly like a snail.

On both sides, there are several ape-like monsters walking back and forth. Judging from their behavior, they seem to be guards guarding the human race's Douxiao Realm.

"The second level of the void was actually transformed into a prison." Gu Xiuyun looked around, his eyes becoming more and more solemn, "It is impossible to forcibly refine the storm space to form a prison. It is absolutely impossible to do it with true artistic conception. It should be done by the Venerable, but Why would he set up a prison just to punish human cultivators? "

impossible!

Gu Xiuyun shook his head.

Ancient ruins from 800,000 years ago are still preserved today just to punish a few Douxiao Realm human races? How can it be.

This is not a normal space, but the second level of storm space. Refining it into mustard seed Xumi would cost an unimaginable amount of money. In terms of value, it is almost close to the main altar of the Divine Religion!

Gu Xiuyun cautiously looked forward. Among the Douxiao Realm human race, in addition to the ancestor Gu Zhen, there were also the Yan family ancestors and many powerful people from the human race family, and there were even two mid-level Douxiao Realm people.

The strange thing is that these strong men are surrounded by surging spiritual power, but they can't even use low-level secret techniques. They can only use their flesh and blood bodies to carry the ore.

"Didn't the ancestor of the Yan family fall? Why do you appear here?"

"The soul lamp of Ancestor Gu Zhen is always on. It seems that both ancestors are imprisoned here. The soul lamp may be extinguished for other reasons."

Gu Xiuyun glanced at the humans around him, and finally looked at the giant tomb.

The tomb is made of red ore, and the whole body is like a glazed tower, but it is burning with hot flames. Gu Xiuyun remembers clearly that it was these flames that burned Void's body before.

"A cemetery burning with flames, hundreds of Douxiao Realm experts seem to be carrying red ore and adding firewood to the cemetery."

Gu Xiuyun turned his head and looked further away.

The prison space is so weird that it is almost impossible to rescue Ancestor Gu Zhen and Ancestor Yan. Those two ancestors are only in the early stage of Douxiao Realm and cannot survive in the storm space. Even if they are lucky enough to break out of the prison, they will Torn to powder by an endless storm of debris.

Thousands of miles away, I could vaguely see many figures working in mines. The red ore was dug out of the rock.

"That rock seems not to be in the storm space?"

Gu Xiuyun had a strange look on his face.

Bai Kongze's space sensing ability is extremely strong. The prison space looks ordinary, but it is actually divided into three layers. The outermost periphery is connected to the ruins array and connects to the surface space.

Hundreds of miles around the cemetery are all in the second level of space.

The rocky area in the distance is in the third layer of space.

In other words, this is a small space spanning three levels of space, or in other words, a special space bridge.

"What the hell!"

Gu Xiuyun couldn't help but curse secretly. It was really unimaginable to imagine what kind of existence could do this in a prison that spanned three levels of space.

Can the palace owner who built the war monument space do it?

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, and Gu Xiuyun turned his head to look.

Not far away, a human Douxiao realm trembled, and red ore rolled down next to it. The ape demon kings supervising on both sides immediately stepped forward, swung their whips and whipped them hard, "How many times have I told you, Chi Yan?" The stone cannot be hit, are you all deaf? If you dare to make a mistake, it will not be as simple as a few whips!"

Looking at this scene, Gu Xiuyun's expression moved slightly.

He didn't care about being whipped in the Douxiao Realm. A strong person in the Douxiao Realm could withstand a few whips, and he was not a mortal.

Although the human race is in the Douxiao realm and is invisibly constrained from performing martial arts and secret techniques, its own moral conduct has not been damaged, and it can recover quickly from even serious injuries.

What Gu Xiuyun cared about was the ape demon king who deliberately took a few steps to avoid the red ore.

He originally thought that the demon clan captured the human race in the Douxiao Realm to transport ore just to torture the strong human race. Now it seems that there is something fishy about the matter.

"Those ape demon kings seem to dare not touch the red ore?"