Chapter 686 Lost Contact

"This place has not been affected by the flames of war, that's great!" Seeing this scene, the Immortal Master Ruohuo looked happy and let out a long breath.

"The surroundings of the main hall have been tampered with. It may not be easy to get in." Han Li said as he looked at the empty space around the palace, with purple awns flickering in his eyes.

"That's right, there is our sect's Liangyi mote formation around here. This formation is one of the most powerful hidden killing formations in our sect. Even if it exists in the Taiyi state, it is difficult to detect it. Fellow Daoist Li can actually sense it. The presence of this array!" The Immortal Master Heat showed a look of surprise, and looked at Han Li's purple eyes again.

"Fellow Daoist Heat is so confident, could it be that he already has a way to enter?" Han Li put away the pupil technique and asked.

"It's very difficult for outsiders to get in, but with me here, you can relax, Fellow Daoist Li." Immortal Venerable Heat laughed.

Then he turned over with one hand, and a silver jade plate emerged, and it was thrown upwards. At the same time, the other hand made a spell, which disappeared into the silver jade plate in a flash.

Immediately, the surface of the jade plate shone with silver light, and in a flash, it turned into a ball of silver light and shrouded it, covering himself and Han Li under it.

Nuanhuo Immortal Venerable muttered something in his mouth, and after a while, he came out a little far away towards the hall in front of him with a solemn expression.

The silver ball of light flew towards there immediately, not fast.

Flying forward for a short distance, the surrounding void suddenly buzzed, and criss-crossing white rays of light emerged.

These white lights are long or short, big or small, spread over a range of about a dozen miles around the Palace of Mantra, tumbling and spinning non-stop, deriving various changes.

"Liangyi Mote Formation..." Han Li muttered to himself as he looked at the white light outside, with purple light flashing in his eyes.

These white lights are only the most superficial changes of this magic circle, and the deeper changes are extremely complicated. Under the inspection of his Nine Nether Demon Eyes, countless large and small white light spots appeared in the surrounding space, flickering endlessly, which can be described as gorgeous colorful.

But if Dingqing looks at it, there is a small independent world faintly in each of the light spots, in which there are faintly mountains and rivers, birds and animals, blue sea and blue sky, which is extremely real and mysterious.

When Han Li saw this, his complexion changed slightly.

This Liangyi Mote Formation is even more mysterious and powerful than he imagined.

Although these light spots look gorgeous and mysterious, they actually have some kind of relationship with each other. If they touch each other rashly, they will immediately trigger the entire Liangyi Mote Formation and be strangled by the full force of this large formation.

Although Reign Immortal Venerable spoke confidently, his expression was still extremely solemn, his hands were making quick gestures, and he controlled the silver ball of light to move forward carefully, not daring to make a wrong step.

It took more than half an hour, and the two of them barely walked half of the distance.

The situation in front of the formation suddenly changed again, and black light balls like water droplets emerged one by one, spinning around, spreading out circles of black ripples.

As those ripples gradually expanded, the scenery in front gradually became blurred, revealing a strong sense of chill.

"The second half of the magic circle restriction is even more troublesome. I need to concentrate all my energy. Fellow Daoist Li must not disturb me." Immortal Venerable Heat looked at the scene ahead and said to Han Li.

"Don't worry." Han Li naturally knew the severity and nodded.

Immortal Venerable Heat also knew that Han Li was a steady person, so he said this just in case.

He took a deep breath, and was about to urge the silver ball of light to move forward.

At this moment, the black ripples in front suddenly became violently disordered and dissipated quickly.

Those black water droplet light balls also quickly shrunk several times, and violently turbulent, the space ahead instantly became clear, and the gate of the Palace of Mantras could be faintly seen.

The magic circle behind the two was the same, all the white light quickly dimmed, and the restraint quickly dissipated, and I don't know what happened.

Han Li was startled when he saw this scene.

The Reigning Immortal Venerable was also taken aback for a moment, but he immediately made a tactic to activate the silver light group, and moved forward quickly. After a few breaths, he passed through the remaining area of ​​the magic circle, and landed in front of the gate of the Mantra Palace in a flash.

"What's going on? Why is this formation suddenly so turbulent?" Immortal Revenant turned around and looked at the still violently stirring formation behind him, muttering to himself.

"The eye of this formation should be inside the Palace of Mantras. I guess something happened inside." Han Li said, looking into the gate of the Palace of Mantras.

"What! Could it be that someone has already come here before us?" Hearing the words, Immortal Master Ruanhuo changed color, and turned to look into the palace.

The gate of the Palace of Mantras is not very tall from a distance, but the two of them stood at the gate at this moment, and only then did they really feel the grandeur of the palace.

The two stood at the gate of the palace, like two little ants, which further set off the majesty of the Mantra Palace in front of them.

Looking around, there is a long passage in the entrance of the palace, but the light in the passage is very dark for some reason.

With Han Li's eyesight, standing at the door, he could only see a range of more than a dozen feet, and the depth was shrouded in darkness, giving people a strange feeling of bottomless depth.

With a thought in his mind, his spiritual consciousness penetrated into it, and the dark passage ahead was filled with an invisible force, which bounced back his spiritual consciousness unceremoniously.

Han Li frowned slightly, and looked towards the Reigning Immortal with a questioning look on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Li, don't ask me. It's my first time visiting this place. As for the Liangyi mote formation outside, I just saw the formation diagram of this formation by chance before, so I know the way to pass it." Spreading his hands together, he said.

"It's already here, it's impossible to retreat now, let's go." Han Li pondered for a while, said something, and then stepped into the palace gate.

Seeing this, the Immortal Master Nuanhuo hurriedly followed and walked in.

The passageway was dark, and it seemed that some kind of special restriction had been imposed on this place. No matter what lighting objects Han Li and the two used for lighting, the light could only radiate within a range of more than ten meters.

Beyond this range, everything is shrouded in darkness.

There was a dead silence around, only the footsteps of the two echoed.

In the blink of an eye, the two of Han Li walked inside for a quarter of an hour. The passage was unimaginably long, and there was no sign of it coming to an end.

The ominous fortune ahead is unknown, and the two of them dare not speed up, step by step, and move forward honestly.

It's just a silent space with unchanging stone walls on both sides, making people feel extremely depressed and uncomfortable when walking in it.

After a while, the panting sound of the Reigning Immortal Venerable gradually became dull.

Even Han Li gradually felt a little bored in his heart at this moment, as if he couldn't hold his breath anymore.

At this moment, a faint sound came from the front, if there was nothing, it seemed to be the sound of people crying.

Han Li's eyes were fixed, and he stopped immediately, and the fairy power in his body was instantly lifted.

But the voice in front of him suddenly disappeared, and what happened just now seemed to be a hallucination.

"Fellow Daoist Heat, did you hear..." Han Li looked aside, his face froze suddenly, and his voice stopped abruptly.

The Reigning Immortal Venerable who was walking next to him had disappeared at this moment, and suddenly disappeared at some point.

"Fellow Daoist Heat!" Han Li shouted loudly, and with a bit of real strength, the voice rolled and reverberated, shaking the nearby ground and walls violently.

But there was no response from around, and the Immortal Venerable Heat seemed to have really disappeared.

"Could it be that I've been under an illusion?" Han Li's face darkened, and he immediately activated the huge power of consciousness in his mind, but he didn't feel the slightest difference, as if he had been under an illusion.

"Fellow Daoist Moguang, you..." He looked at Huazhi Space, and his spiritual thoughts contacted Moguang.

Halfway through the question, Han Li's voice suddenly stopped again.

The connection between him and the magic light has also disappeared, and the spiritual consciousness in his mind seems to be imprisoned by a mysterious force, and he can't leave his mind at all.

Not only the Huazhi space, but he also completely lost contact with the magic weapon stored on his body.

Han Li's complexion finally sank.

When this happens, although it may not be due to falling into an illusion, it is obviously because of some kind of restriction in the passage.

His eyes were flickering, he glanced at the front and back, and after pondering for a while, he suddenly walked forward quickly.

It has been a long time since he entered this passage, and retreating at this moment would be a waste of all previous efforts, and even if he wanted to retreat, he might not be able to retreat now.

Han Li continued to walk forward, but within a short distance, a black light flashed in front of him, a shrill scream sounded, and a black light arrow shot straight towards his chest at an astonishingly fast speed.

Although his field of vision is only a dozen feet at the moment, but his reaction is so sensitive, he easily dodged the arrow with a wrong step to the side.

Whoosh!

The black arrow disappeared into the darkness behind in a flash.

"Who is sneaking around?" Han Li stopped, looked into the darkness ahead, and let out a loud shout.

Rumble!

The entire passage trembled violently, and it took a while to calm down, and there was no movement in front of it.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" He snorted coldly and continued to move forward.

As a result, he had just walked a few steps, when the screaming sound from the front resounded again, and under the trembling of the dark void ahead, another black arrow of light was shot, hitting his body at the same speed as before.

A trace of doubt flashed in Han Li's eyes. No matter how many arrows of this level came, he could avoid them. What's the point?

Thinking in his heart, he moved and was about to dodge to the side.

At this moment, an even weirder scene appeared!

The only bright area around him suddenly disappeared, leaving him in complete darkness.

A sharp whistle sounded, and Han Li let out a muffled grunt, before quickly retreating two steps to the side.

The darkness just came suddenly, and his reaction was slow for a moment, he couldn't completely dodge the second arrow, and his shoulder was slightly scratched by the light arrow.

I don't know what kind of supernatural power that black light arrow is. Although it was just a scratch, Han Li felt as if someone had stabbed the soul with a red-hot knife, and the pain was extremely painful.

"Damn it!"

Han Li suppressed the boredom in his heart, quickly circulated the fairy power, and waved his hands to emit a blue light, trying to illuminate the surroundings.

But no matter how he uses power to shine light, or sacrifices treasures to illuminate, the surrounding is still dark, and he can't see or feel anything.