Eight Hundred and Twenty-Seven. Treasure Furnace in Hand

The illusory huge palace was shrouded in black light, and the atmosphere was formidable, as if it enveloped the sky in an instant and filled the surrounding fields.

The long medicinal fragrance spread from the palace, permeating the entire space.

This foreign space is indeed divided into seven layers.

But at this moment, the six layers of void below are moving upward together, as if centered on the top layer, they are constantly folding and closing.

At this time, if there are still people on the lower six floors, they will be directly crushed into slag by the space if they do not reach the cultivation level of the Xianqiao Martial Saint, and there will be no bones left.

Yan Zhaoge looked at the great hall with strange lights in his eyes.

Some unfamiliar pictures in the depths of memory resurfaced in my mind one after another.

The hall in front of me, from the outside, is exactly the alchemy hall of the Heavenly Court Shrine in the past!

The Nine Heavens, the place where thousands of elixir and miraculous medicines are stored in the heavenly court, is also a vital treasure place for the heavenly palace.

The only difference from what Yan Zhaoge remembered was that the alchemy hall, which was supposed to be flawless, shining with golden brilliance and surrounded by fresh air, was shrouded in black light at this moment.

This is not the real Alchemy Hall, but a projection of the Alchemy Hall here.

Yan Zhaoge narrowed his eyes lightly: "Relying on that Xuanxiao Zijin Furnace, is it a ritual?"

Fu Ting, Gao Qing and the others also sensed something was wrong, but at this moment, it was too late to repent.

The six immortal bridge martial saints who put their hands on Xuanxiao's purple gold furnace couldn't be restrained and were swallowed by the black hall.

The black hall is the condensation of light and shadow, and the walls look transparent.

Yan Zhaoge and the others could see that the six martial saints were uncontrollably floating in mid-air in the hall.

Xianqiao Martial Saint, his body shape is completely involuntary and controlled by others!

Among them are two Martial Saints Jiuzhong, the top powerhouses in the late stage of Xianqiao, they can barely struggle, but they can't escape.

The black hall began to collapse towards the center, forming a black hole, involving the six Xianqiao martial saints together.

Fu Ting, Gao Qing and others who were on the periphery were not spared either.

Even Yan Zhaoge and his group who were farther away were affected, captured by the huge suction force, and threw themselves into the black hole involuntarily.

Below the main hall, the Xuanxiao Zijin Furnace at the head of the black light source vibrated, and also flew upwards, flying into the black hole.

The foreign space where everyone was in the outside world completely collapsed, time and space were distorted, and it was also swallowed by the black hole.

Yan Zhaoge entered the black hole, and saw that there seemed to be an endless space-time passage in front of him, and he didn't know where it would lead.

The six Xianqiao Martial Saints who were swallowed first were completely gone.

Fu Ting, Gao Qing and others also disappeared.

Ah Hu smiled wryly: "My lord, as you expected, there is really a problem!"

"It's just that we are in some trouble now..."

Yan Zhaoge's expression was calm, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "That's not necessarily the case."

Where his thoughts moved, the Hall of Dragons reappeared. The beams on the hall, the pillars in the center, and the door of the hall all exuded colorful brilliance.

With the brilliance everywhere, the speed at which Yan Zhaoge and the others shuttled through the time-space channel suddenly became sluggish, and they no longer flew involuntarily.

The chaotic void in front of him seems to be a real passage that can make people feel down-to-earth.

Yan Zhaoge sat at the entrance of the main hall, with his back leaning against the door, then stretched out his fingers and wrote in the air.

One after another runes appeared out of thin air, remaining in the void for a long time, like carvings.

The beams of the shrine, the columns of the shrine and the gate of the shrine, which were integrated into the palace of dragons, shone brightly at this moment, and rows of colorful runes appeared on the surface.

The rune culture formed streams of light, extending toward the void in all directions.

After a long while, there was a sudden noise in the void.

The next moment, the streams of colorful light were recovered, and a huge golden pill furnace surrounded by purple energy was forcibly dragged out of the dark space!

It is Xuanxiao Zijin Furnace!

This alchemy furnace is very quiet at the moment, as if falling into a deep sleep, dragged by the colorful light stream, and does not resist.

Yan Zhaoge pushed open the gate of the Hall of Dragons, and directly "swallowed" the treasure furnace in.

The next moment, the door slammed shut.

As the gates of the Hall of Dragons closed, the time and space in front of Yan Zhaoge and the others suddenly became manic and chaotic!

It was like a rope that was pulled tightly by a huge force at both ends, and the person at one end suddenly let go.

The power at the other end pulled empty suddenly, and the rope flew straight away.

The dark passage of time and space broke with a "boom".

Yan Zhaoge took Feng Yunsheng, Ah Hu, Xiao Ai and others together to hide in the Hall of Dragons, and was involved in the turbulent flow of time and space on the other side.

For a moment, Yan Zhaoge felt an extremely cold aura coming from the other end of the original space-time passage.

The aura was cold and dry, without any emotional fluctuations from the blade's cold light, but it also seemed to be a life with its own emotions, conveying the emotional fluctuations of anger and dissatisfaction.

The two opposite and contradictory feelings are intertwined and merged together, and at the same time they are clearly conveyed to Yan Zhaoge.

But it is a pity that the Xuanxiao Zijin Furnace was sealed in the Hall of Dragons, and the ongoing ritual was suddenly interrupted.

Yan Zhaoge and the others no longer went to the end of the passage, but stepped into other directions in time and space.

The void road quickly annihilated and disappeared without a trace.

Everything is like an illusion.

But the foreign space of the seven-story pagoda that has collapsed told everyone the thrilling scene that happened just now.

And the six Xianqiao Martial Saints who were involved first may be completely swept away before they can get out of trouble.

Yan Zhaoge looked at what was happening in front of him, and fell into deep thought.

It is self-evident that two powerful people at the Xianqiao level who are in the Ninth Layer of Martial Saints can be swept away if they cannot resist.

If it wasn't for Yan Zhaoge's Qunlongdian, who had the ability to block the Xuanxiao Zijin Furnace, would have been swept away as well.

Who is the existence of arranging the ritual instrument?

Others are not sure, but Yan Zhaoge was sure of one thing after seeing the projection of the black alchemy hall.

The alchemy hall of the Heavenly Court Shrine in the past was preserved quite intact after the great destruction, and survived that catastrophe!

At this moment, it exists somewhere in the endless void.

Only in this way can the black hall be projected.

But who is the person who arranged the ceremony?

Logically speaking, to be able to arrange such rituals, the Pill Palace should have already fallen into the opponent's grasp.

However, when Yan Zhaoge intercepted Xuanxiao Zijin Furnace to destroy the ritual, the other party failed to stop it, let alone respond forcefully afterwards.

This feeling should not have mastered the alchemy palace.

Yan Zhaoge couldn't figure out the reason behind it, and felt that there were many doubts.

"Things are a bit weird..." Yan Zhaoge let out a long breath, and looked into the depths of the Hall of Dragons.

There, Xuanxiao Zijin Furnace was "sleeping" without any movement.

Although the Great You Minglun was also quiet, it reacted somewhat when it was attacked by the outside world.

No matter how hard Yan Zhaoge tossed about this alchemy furnace, it remained motionless.

"My current cultivation level is not enough to refine this furnace. If I want to mobilize it, I still need to plan and spend some time." Yan Zhaoge was not discouraged, this was also expected.

He drives the Hall of Dragons to shuttle through the turbulent flow of time and space.

Although there is no worry for the time being, they are also caught in the predicament that Luo Zhitao and others had been in after they came out of Emperor Youming's Mausoleum, and they need to find their way home.

It is not an option to go on like this for a long time, and the Hall of Dragons will be overwhelmed.

After wandering for an unknown amount of time, a world suddenly appeared in front of him, and Yan Zhaoge urged the Dragon Hall to enter it first.

As soon as he entered, Yan Zhaoge looked intently, and saw that there was already an acquaintance in front of him.

Headed by Gao Qing, several Shangqing disciples looked at the sudden arrival of Yan Zhaoge and his party in surprise.