Chapter 232 Deep Sea Dragon Palace

   "So this is the real entrance!" said the bald bird.

   "These people have done a lot of work to cover up the real entrance."

  Boom!

  The sea surface under Chen Fan's feet also began to boil, which was exactly the same as the sea area behind the ancient city before, but the difference was that the sea under their feet, as the waves churned, there was a golden light shining, the sun was transpiring, and it was extremely bright.

This scene will soon be seen by the monks far away in the ancient city, but when they find something is wrong, it will take more than two hours to come from there, and the real treasure has already been taken by others Walk.

   "Let's go!" Old Huangya seemed a little interested, and he took a step forward and rushed into the sea with a plop.

   After scanning the surroundings slightly, Chen Fan also jumped down and dived into the sea, followed by the bald bird.

   This sea area was also considered a great ocean current hundreds of years ago, and it still has not dried up. After entering the water, even though Chen Fan has the body protection of real energy, there is still a sense of ice cold covering his whole body.

   What made him think was that in the depths of the sea, there really was a magnificent palace hidden, like a palace, it was huge, the whole body was made of bronze, and it looked extremely crystal clear in the water.

But what is amazing is that the size of this bronze palace is far beyond Chen Fan's imagination. It actually extends for hundreds of miles. Imperial Palace.

   "Deep Sea Dragon Palace!" This word popped out in Chen Fan's mind unconsciously, because only the word "Dragon Palace" is enough to describe the magnificent building in front of him.

   With the power of today's human beings, it is impossible to accomplish such a feat, even in the high-tech era hundreds of years ago.

   "This palace really comes from Daxiu Immortal Realm!" Chen Fan shuddered in his heart and said in a low voice.

"This is nothing in Daxiu Immortal Realm, but judging from this seal, it seems to be a bit extraordinary, and being brought to this realm, there may be some conspiracy or something to hide." The bald bird followed Chen Fan. Beside, said in a deep voice.

At this time, the five Golden Core cultivators who jumped into the water first were already infinitely close to the entrance of the main hall. As the light curtain on the outermost layer of the main hall dimmed and disappeared, these people immediately speeded up and led the disciples behind them quickly. Swim into it, and finally land outside the main hall, stepping on a golden road, like a dragon palace!

   Immediately after, Chen Fan and Lao Huang Ya also arrived. When they approached the light curtain, they were instantly pulled away by a suction force, and immediately lost their center of gravity, and suddenly fell down the Golden Avenue.

  Chen Fan stabilized his figure, tapped the void with his footsteps, and landed directly and smoothly.

"It's cut off from the sea!" Chen Fan marveled at the ingenious hall and formation hidden in the deep sea, but it can last for hundreds of years without leaking water. What's more, the aura here is not weaker than the outside world. More than anything.

   Whoosh!

  The old woman in black seemed to have no scruples, and took the lead in pushing open the bronze gate of the main hall, and immediately walked forward with the disciples behind her.

  After the two Jindan stage Westerners looked at each other, they followed with a few Western men and women of the Foundation Establishment stage.

  Only Cheng Xianzong and others stayed outside the gate of the main hall. The old man in white seemed to be talking to Mu Yunshui through sound transmission.

  As for those monks, they stood like golden bells at the end of the golden road, as if they wanted to block Chenfan and his way.

   "Amitabha, benefactor, the good fortune here is limited, and the poor monk advises you to turn around and do it!" Although the monk in the Jindan stage had a kind face, his eyes showed murderous intent, staring at Huangya and Chen Fan coldly.

   "Hehe, old man, I only know that we are already on the shore, so why turn back?" Old Huangya said with a smile.

   "Benefactor Bai Jing, although you are evenly matched with the poor monk, the benefactor next to you may not be the match of my disciples. The poor monk advises you once again, turn your back on it." The monk of Jin Danqi said in a deep voice.

   "You are really poor, old man, I generally don't like to confront people head-on..." Lao Huangya showed embarrassment.

The bald bird couldn't stand it anymore, flew into the air, patted the back of Huangya's head, then glared at the monk and said: "A dead bald donkey is not a poor man, a fake monk like you dares to call himself a poor monk, that old man It’s the old monk! Old Huangya, bite him to death, and the old man will tell you something about that world.”

   "As the saying goes, eliminating harm for the people is everyone's responsibility, bald donkey, take your life." Lao Huangya chuckled, and with **** condensed, the sharp sword suddenly turned into a streamer and came out of its sheath, floating on him.

   "Since this is the case, the poor monk can only save you! Fellow Taoists of the Immortal Sect, why not come and help the poor monk?" The monk said in a deep voice, looking slightly at the white-haired old man outside the main hall.

   "We don't want to interfere with things related to Mount Shu, please leave!" The old man in white didn't want to waste any time here, so he went directly to the hall with Mu Yunshui and others after speaking.

   "Illness!"

  Old Huangya suddenly withdrew his smile, and swiped his hands forward, and the sharp sword suddenly spawned hundreds of sword shadows, lined up in a row, about to move, ready to go.

   "Amitabha!" The golden core monk and the four foundation-establishment late stage disciples behind him chanted a Buddhist voice at the same time, and immediately the golden light on his body shot up and rushed towards the old yellow tooth.

  Lao Huangya calmed down, waved his big hand, and the row of white sword shadows in front of him immediately flew towards the five monks like ten thousand arrows.

  Boom!

  A monk in the Jindan Stage has a golden glow outside his body, but he uses his body to block the sword glow, and his whole body is like a copper wall and an iron wall, indestructible!

   "Amitabha!" Behind him, the four monks in the late stage of foundation establishment flickered, bypassed Lao Huangya, and came to kill Chenfan.

   "Om!"

  The sharp sword in Chen Fan's hand was infused with majestic true energy, and it began to tremble in the scabbard.

  The four monks were all covered with golden awns, and there was a special force floating out of their bodies, with killing intent on their faces, surrounding and killing Chen Fan from all directions, and coming from the front, attacking with golden fists.

  Zheng—!

   Chen Fan looked cold, pulled out the sharp sword from its scabbard in an instant, and swung out a rainbow-like purple-gold sword energy, which was incomparably blazing!

  Boom!

  A monk who was killed head-on was directly swept by the sword energy, and the whole person was blasted back tens of meters. The golden light on his chest was slightly dimmed, but there was no damage to the fur.

   "King Kong is not broken?" Chen Fan shuddered slightly, he knew the power of his sword, and with his current physical body, he could not take the sword without damage, but the monk easily blocked it.

   "Amitabha, goodness, goodness!" The monk stabilized his figure, muttered silently, and came again.

   At the same time, the golden fists of the other three monks have also rushed to attack Chenfan!

   "Boy, there's no need to hide anymore, everyone in Chengxianzong is gone!" the bald bird reminded suddenly.

Chen Fan nodded slightly when he heard the words, stepped on the Jiugong step, the majestic momentum suddenly dissipated, his figure disappeared from the spot instantly, and immediately a sharp sword suddenly appeared behind a monk, with a trace of golden lightning, quietly Breathlessly stabbed at his throat.

  (end of this chapter)