Historical records record that Huodu, the capital of the Zhongwu Kingdom, is surrounded by endless fires day and night. This flame is the fire of the gods and the flame of heaven and earth. As long as the flames exist for one day, the ancient country will not fall.

But the irony is that the last Fire City was burned to the ground by the rebels.

But in this 'Fire City', the flames were extinguished, and there were only wisps of green smoke constantly overflowing from the twelve large pillars.

'Twelve Tianyuan Pillars, Tongtian Pillar is a treasure divided into twelve, but it is a pity that it is just an illusion.'

Yun Yuzhen took the two of them and flew across the moat in front of the palace. It was originally a river of magma, but now there are only countless volcanic rocks with wrinkles on the surface.

There were countless forbidden troops and divine guards in the imperial city who didn't seem to see the three of them at all. They were still patrolling on their own. These tall figures were filled with huge momentum. The leader of each patrol team seemed to be a demigod.

"kindness?"

Hong Yi suddenly saw a familiar face, with knotted white hair, a simple and square appearance, wearing black armor, and with a black scabbard on his waist, the Eight-Zhan Sword.

He had seen this person in his ancestral temple, the ancestor of the Hong family, Hong Longxiang.

"This is where your chance to get the three deadly sword moves will be. Whether you can get it or not depends on you," Qi Lantou said without replying.

"Thank you, Lord Marquis!"

Hong Yi's eyes flashed with excitement, and he rushed towards this person.

Qi Long and Yun Yuzhen went straight to the Tiangong Division under the Qin Shen Jian, which was at the intersection of the twelve Tianyuan Pillars, a casting mechanism covering an area of ​​hundreds of acres. The two entered it, and various ancient castings

The equipment is dazzling, especially a metal giant with a height of 100 feet is very eye-catching.

'The prototype of the little Tianqi guy, is this guy so tall?'

"Master Marquis, His Majesty the Demon Emperor entered through here -"

Yun Yuzhen walked to a stone chair and turned the right armrest. The next moment, a large hole slowly opened, and a dragon's energy rushed in.

The artificial dragon vein in Qi Long's body suddenly emitted a long groan like "a wanderer is returning home". It seemed that this dragon vein was born here.

The two of them went down, and soon there was a huge statue of a god covered in fire blocking them in front of them, but it was motionless. A large hole opened in its chest, and blood like magma flowed out of it. With the big hole as the core, the crack began to move toward

Expands outward and overflows the whole body.

"Master, this -" Yun Yuzhen was a little panicked. Only she and the previous owner should know about this place, but if Zhong Yuxiu had been here, this statue would never attack her.

Qi Long looked at the other party's curly red hair and murmured to himself: "Zhu Rong."

"Go down and have a look."

Sure enough, as we went deeper, fragments of statues scattered all over the ground one after another, Suanni, Baize, God of Plague, Qiongqi, Jumang, in addition to the twelve royal families, there were also some ancient-looking dragon gods, Prisoner Niu,

Yazhen, Chaofeng, Pulao...

These idol structures were violently blasted open, so in the end, when he saw the empty altar, Qi Lung also expected it.

"The Ghost Courtyard Picture, the Earth-Connecting Altar, the Twelve Branches of Fire, and the Five Hell Pictures, it's impossible, they're all gone."

Yun Yu was really panicked. Her previous two masters were ruthless characters who killed without blinking an eye. If there was nothing Qi Long wanted here, the other party would probably take away her position as a protector in anger.

"No need to look for it," Qi Lung said calmly, "The answer is very simple. Your former master told another person the location of this place, and that person should be Emperor Wu of Zhongshan."

Along the way, Qi Lung could see that the statues of royal gods like Zhu Rong and Qiong Qi were usually bombed away by two or three punches, while dragon gods like Qi Niu and Ya Sui were fatal with one blow. Logically speaking,

To put it bluntly, this is where the artificial dragon veins were born, and with the blessing of the Dragon Qi Pillar, this type of dragon god statue would only be stronger, at least it would not be a problem to deal with ordinary demigods.

The only possibility is that the more powerful dragon energy suppresses the opponent in an instant and kills them with force.

Dragon Qi that is more powerful than Long Jiuzi, at least as far as Qi Long knows, only one person can do it, and that is the Zhongshan Martial Emperor Xu Tiangong who has four dragon veins, no, it should be said that he now has three dragon veins (one was cut off by Lu Aohou)

.

Yun Yuzhen flew over in fear, lowered her head and closed her eyes, trembling all over, like a castrated quail.

"Haha," Qi Lung smiled with an unknown meaning, "After refining the Ghost Courtyard, it's unknown whether Emperor Zhongshan Wu will make further progress, or what kind of price he will have to pay in exchange for the condensed Ghost Courtyard.

Zhong Yuxiu is not a person who does loss-making business."

"Owner--"

"But the question is, with Zhong Yuxiu's temperament, will he really pass on the tricks to the other party?"

"Master, what do you mean?" Yun Yuzhen's eyes lit up.

"Either, there is something wrong with the Ghost Court's method, or Zhong Yuxiu has a more tyrannical method, more powerful than the Ghost Court, or even a way to restrain the Ghost Court."

"Since this is the place where she originally condensed the Ghost Court, it is impossible that there are no clues at all. Don't be too hasty to apologize. We haven't found anything yet."

…

Hong Yi followed his ancestor closely and watched him walk into a palace, and then disappeared in a flash.

Hong Yi frowned and ducked in, but did not see his ancestor.

"Wild Temple."

The Hong family is knowledgeable and naturally knows the name of this hall. According to rumors, the first generation of demon emperors canonized Zhongwu as the Immortal Buddha. However, there are some spirits who cannot enter the Five Elements and cannot wait for the elegance of the hall. According to what many important ministers said at the time, they rushed directly

Go away, or rather, kill them all.

However, the Demon Emperor was merciful and directly built this wild temple to worship these weak wild demons and mountain elves. In fact, the ancestors of the Hong family also had to use this temple when they established the 'Night Guard' to detect the enemy situation in various places.

With the help of these wild primates, the Hong family built a similar palace next to their ancestral temple.

But it’s not called the ‘Wild Temple’, but the ‘Night Temple’.

Hong Yi stepped silently. Wherever he passed, statues of strange mountain monsters that looked like foxes or ghosts flashed past him one by one. But after he passed by, these magical statues were so weak that

The almost non-existent spirit quietly withdrew his gaze, and a hint of worry flashed through his eyes.

"Who are you?" A series of cold voices sounded, and at the same time, the cold air circulated on the surface of Hong Yi's neck, and a black knife that was one size larger than the Eight-Zhan Dao was placed on it.

"We should ask, who are you," Hong Yiyi said expressionlessly: "You are wearing the skin of my ancestor, what do you want to do?"

A strange color flashed through Hong Longxiang's mighty and cold eyes. He lowered his head slightly and saw an eight-cutting knife pressed against his chest.

"You think I'm fake?"

"So many forbidden troops here turn a blind eye to us. Why did you sense us? This is one of them. The most important point is that when our ancestors served as the guards of the Wild Temple, they were deeply loved by the demon spirits in the temple. Why did they come to you?

Only fear but no joy?"

"Tell me, who are you?"

Hong Longxiang's mouth slowly opened, and the shape of a bat monster appeared, and he said: "Who am I? This is a good question. I am a unique existence. I am a fragile, sensitive, material creature like you. I am completely

A powerful being beyond comprehension."

"Extraterritorial devil?"

"I've said it before, I don't belong to your world, so don't judge me by your vulgar standards."

Hong sensed a strong threat of death in an instant. The light of the sword flashed past his eyes. The death sword and the heavenly punishment were blasted out, like thunder coming from the sky. After the violent thunder, there was a seven or eight-foot-long streak on the ground.

There was a hole in the hole, and Hong Longxiang was standing in it. His injuries on the surface appeared and then disappeared. He tilted his head and looked at the other person with interest.

"Impossible!" Hong Yi blurted out. Even if a demigod was struck by his sword, there was no way he would not be injured at all.

"I've said it all, don't use the standards of your world to measure me. Your world has the concept of life and death, but we don't. This is the biggest gap between us."

Hong Longxiang smiled strangely, holding the Night King Sword, the strongest Shinto soldier recorded in the Hong family tree, and rushed at him. He only attacked but did not defend. In an instant, countless sword shadows enveloped Hong Yi. Fighting in all directions at night, the Forbidden Army Divine Sword, Hong

Jia Ku Zhan Dao, Jiugong Evolution Dao...

The sword's light surged, the sword's intention changed constantly, and the never-ending sword's intention enveloped Hong Yi.

According to the normal timeline, Hong Longxiang's strength at this stage was far from reaching its peak, and he was not ordered to organize the night guard, the intelligence agency of the Imperial Guard. Even so, under the continuous impact of the sword, Hong Yi was in danger several times.

Surrounded.

Although what he appeared here was just his spiritual thoughts, if his thoughts were shattered, there was no doubt that he would die.

Hong Yi rolled like an ugly donkey and gained a small gap in the path of the knife, and then tightened the handle of the knife without hesitation.

Ordinary knives cannot be transmitted with spiritual thoughts, but this knife is an exception. This knife contains Hong Xiaosi's idea of ​​a heavenly sword.

'Brother, you have been inferior to me in the art of swords since you were a child, but this time, it is your turn to be my teacher.'

Hong Yi merged the idea of ​​the heavenly sword without hesitation, and then in the next moment, the light of the sword reversed, and the heavenly sword was unsheathed!

…

'Well, Hong Yi had a knife fight with his ancestor who was possessed by an extraterrestrial creature. At the critical moment, a group of wild gods possessed him, and they learned the second form of the death knife from the sky sword, the night knife, and completely drove this extraterrestrial creature out of this place.

Small world, this is his chance.'

Qi Lung naturally sensed Hong Yi's fight and had no intention of intervening. Not to mention the possibility of a breakthrough, even if there was only a 10% chance of defeating the enemy, it was already enough for a swordsman.

Yun Yuzhen has not returned yet, but Qi Lung has already deduced the opportunity. In a flash, he appears in the harem. A girl with a horn whip braided and who is naturally charming at a young age is being chased by a group of palace maids.

Running with a giggle.

"Chase me, you chase me. If you catch me, I won't let my father beat you to death."
Chapter completed!