Zhang Shiping and seven Nascent Soul cultivators put away their magical powers they had used before and flew to the Golden Scale Demon King.

Jinlin then let go of his hands and stopped pinching the magic formula.

At the same time, on the edge of the palace group, white light threads suddenly shot out, as fast as lightning, wrapping the eight stone pillars one after another.

With a "click", the stones on the surface of the stone pillar were completely destroyed into powder. The foundation of the eight soul-locking array was completely revealed, and the originally unstable spiritual light also settled in an instant.

In this moment, the eight Nascent Soul monks each selected the basic spirit pillar and suddenly fled away.

In just two breaths, Zhang Shiping had already pressed the wall of the king pillar with golden light, and did not rush to cast the spell, but waited for another moment until the three who had the slowest escape technique, Ao Ce, Kun Zhen and Ming Ling were in place, and then they could use their magic power.

Suddenly, the rolling fire spirit energy surged into this metallic spiritual pillar, making it extremely red in the blink of an eye, like a bullet column, with heat waves rushing towards the face, and the air around it was constantly twisting.

The temperature of the bronze column of the world's torture is far less than that of this high temperature. If a mortal gets close, he will definitely dehydrate and turn into a mummy, or even spontaneously ignite into ashes without a few news.

However, Zhang Shiping's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't even frown. After all, ordinary foundation-building monks have long been invincible to the cold and heat, and the Nascent Soul monks who practice the Fire Action Practice are even more afraid of this mere high temperature.

The fire spirit pillar in front of Dorayu on the other side turned into dark blue with water waves on the surface.

As for the other three five elements, each has its own changes.

And the three Nascent Soul cultivators with different spiritual roots, including Gu Zhang, were also not relaxed in order to stop the riot of the spirit pillar.

With the combined efforts of the eight monks, eight-color rays burst out from the palace in the middle, becoming more and more dazzling. Gradually, the waves scattered to nearby hills, and then a bright beam of light rose into the sky, extremely gorgeous.

"Everyone, don't keep it and try your best to break the flow of magic array nodes, otherwise the stalemate will be in vain." The Golden Scale Demon Lord shouted.

As this sound came into the ears of the seven Nascent Souls, the beam of light that soared into the sky became brighter and suddenly increased several times wider, accompanied by an extremely sharp thrust sound.

The rocks in the distance exploded.

The sound waves even spread to seventy or eighty miles.

However, there was a hill three or four hundred feet high, which suddenly swayed slowly, and the soil and rocks on it rolled down one after another.

However, at present, the eight of them were all focused on this formation and failed to take into account the abnormal movements in the distance.

After more than ten breaths, the thorn sound stopped abruptly, and the light column also disintegrated, turning into rays of rays, like rain, falling on this radius of twenty or thirty miles.

At this time, the eight formation base pillars suddenly became dull.

At this moment, the Golden Scale Demon Lord breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he said with some excitement:

"Thank you, fellow Taoists, you can break this eight-door soul-locking array. Fortunately, this array is in the barbarian realm and has been in the barbarian realm for tens of thousands of years, and it is no longer as powerful as before, otherwise it would not be so simple."

"It's just to use some magic power, but it's because fellow Taoists' research on magic circles is so profound that they can break it." said Mingling Demon Lord.

"Fellow Daoist Jinlin, let's go to the palace quickly to see what treasures there are. I hope there are some magical medicines that can help break through the bottleneck." The eyes of Xiaofeng Demon King was full of enthusiasm.

"That's right, we went in together and searched all the palaces and pavilions. I have long seen that the spiritual wood used for the construction of this palace are all the best spiritual woods, and there should be good things inside. There will definitely be rewards for this trip." The Golden Scale Demon Lord said confidently.

Since it discovered this place, it can see the extraordinaryness of this palace at a glance. I don’t know how much wood is used in such a huge palace, and each of these wood looks extremely extraordinary, no less than the third-level spiritual wood.

Also, because no other monks had ever entered it before and were protected by the formation, these woods were still full of spirituality.

Even if there is nothing in the palace, just relying on such a huge amount of third-level spiritual wood, it is enough for the eight Nascent Soul cultivators to get it separately.

"I am worthy of being an ancient monk, and I have such a big deal. But that's true. For such a powerful monk, I'm afraid there will be as many as the third-level spiritual wood as I want, and it's not a precious thing." Gu Zhang also exclaimed.

The Golden Scale Demon King didn't say much, but flew outside the palace gate in a blink of an eye. There was a plaque on the door, which was written in the three big words "Jin Guangfu" written in the words commonly used in the immortal cultivation world 70,000 or 80,000 years ago.

Seeing this, Zhang Shiping knew that this ancient cave was left by Master Jin Guang.

Jin Lin, who was walking in front, stretched out his hand and pushed it gently, and the door several feet high slowly separated.

"I observed this place. There are two side halls in front and back, each in order of the front hall, the main hall, the back hall, the medicine garden, and the left and right. It should be where the owner of the place refining and forging tools. However, there may be some restrictions in the palace, so we should not separate and search together. If we encounter any abnormal changes, we can help each other." said the Golden Scale Demon Lord.

At this time, it does not want to separate from other fellow Taoists, and it depends on opportunities.

Once something good falls into the hands of these guys, it is almost impossible to get them to take it out without outsiders. Only in full view of the public can the spiritual objects obtained be divided.

The other monks present immediately agreed to the proposal after hearing what the Golden Scale Demon King said. If something goes wrong at this time, I am afraid the old snake will turn its back on it.

In the scene, except Du Yu, the others are far from being the opponent of this old middle-stage Nascent Soul snake demon. Furthermore, the life span of the Golden Scale Demon King is only two or three hundred years left, and at this time, the Nascent Soul monks are the most unable to provoke.

After saying that, Jinlin stepped into the door first, and then the other Nascent Souls followed.

However, although the front hall area looks quite large, the eight Nascent Soul monks walked around and saw no elixirs or spiritual treasures.

However, because this place has been untreated for a long time, the spiritual medicine produced by spiritual energy has grown in the cracks of the soil, or simply taken root in bricks and stones, and on spiritual woods.

However, because this cave is isolated from the outside world in the barbarian realm, most of the spiritual energy produced by these spiritual medicines is absorbed to maintain the normal operation of the formation, so that the number of spiritual medicines is not large. However, the highest age of some spiritual medicines is five or six thousand years.

As for the higher ones, they did not survive because no one was careful to take care of them.
Chapter completed!