Wuhuang is above

Chapter 495
Beside the light pillar in the center of the altar, a man in black quietly watched the increasingly darker light pillar in front of him.

Standing in his position, you will find that this beam of light is not actually made of light source, but more like a special ore.

This kind of ore is transparent, and under the blessing of spiritual energy, it will gradually transform into white like that emulsion, and thousands of fine and dense ores are arranged together, looking from a distance, it looks like a bridge connecting heaven and earth beam of light!

The man in black frowned and murmured softly, "It's still not enough..."

But then his expression relaxed, and he stretched out a hand, in which lay a purple crystal quietly.

With a flick of two fingers, the purple crystal flew into the beam of light, and there was a bang, above the beam of light, a brilliant purple bloomed, and then disappeared in an instant.

In the pool under the twelve statues.The spiritual milk boiled and quickly merged into the statue at a speed that was more than ten times faster than before.

The power contained in the spiritual milk soaked the twelve statues, and twelve thin and dense lines connected the statues with the beam of light in the middle.

The man in black nodded, remained silent, quietly watching the beam of light, waiting for the last moment to come.

In the beam of light, two faint figures appeared, then disappeared, and after a while, they appeared again. This happened several times, and the two figures stared more and more.

"Success!"

A voice came out, and the beam of light dissipated suddenly. The ore that made up the beam of light was broken into powder and dissipated in the sky and the earth. In the center of the beam of light, two figures stood out.

There are two people, one old and one young, the young man has wild eyebrows and a trace of paleness in his pupils, while the old man is as thin as a stick, and his eye sockets are deeply sunken.

The strange thing is that from this old man, there is no silence at all, but an extremely strong vitality surges.

"Inferior aura in the lower world, I feel like I'll spit it out if I take a breath!"

The white-eyed boy opened his hands to feel the aura of heaven and earth, but then he frowned and said with a look of disgust.

The skinny old man also frowned, but he didn't say anything. He took a step forward and noticed the man in black in front of him. He only glanced at him lightly.

"It's already used up, just take it back."

The white-eyed boy nodded and pointed at the man in black. A black shadow flashed between the man's eyebrows, fell into the boy's palm, and then disappeared.

And the man in black, after losing this black shadow, seemed to have become a lifeless body, his eyes were dull, his steps staggered a few times, and he fell to the ground.

"Is there someone?" the white-eyed boy suddenly said, a white light flashed in his pupils, and he closed his eyes. After a while, the white-eyed boy opened his eyes and said with a sneer, "It's just a few mortals. I don’t even have the qualifications of the upper realm!”

The skinny old man frowned, and said softly, "It should be the master of the major sects in the mortal world. Don't forget our mission in the lower realm this time. We still need their help for some things."

The corner of the white-eyed boy's mouth curled up: "Of course I know that!"

The skinny old man took a deep look at him: "It's good that you know! I know that you have always been ruthless and ruthless in doing things in the upper world, but this is not our territory after all.

You should also feel that the confinement of this world, the strongest strength that I can display may only be equal to the strongest in this world. "

"People who can cultivate to the top of the world will not be easy... In short, you should restrain yourself and don't provoke the most powerful people in this world."

The white-eyed boy waved his hands impatiently: "I know, I know!"

There was a trace of bloodthirsty in his eyes: "The strongest can't do it, then, I'll find a few low-level monks to have a meal, can it be okay?"

The skinny old man frowned, and finally nodded.

(End of this chapter)