Qinglian King?
Feeling the memory fragments peeled off by the legendary holy weapon, Lu Li looked strange.
This remnant soul is the 19th generation descendant of the Qing Emperor. He accidentally learned about the imperial army more than a thousand years ago and decided to visit the original ruins alone——
First he left a few words to his tribe, and then he resolutely plunged into the grave.
At that time, the Imperial Palace had not yet emerged, and there was no way to open it. King Qinglian relied on his great strength to forcefully open the passage.
Success is a bloodline, failure is a bloodline.
Relying on the power of his bloodline, he successfully entered the first floor of the Imperial Palace at the wrong time. Then he was trapped by the power of killing immortals that had not yet retreated. He could no longer move forward and could only watch the psychic weapon not far away. , and the Sacred Heart of the Demon Emperor.
In the end, King Qinglian's lifespan was completely exhausted, leaving only a trace of his soul to survive until now.
According to the plan, he targeted a young monk with the blood of the demon god in his body, but unfortunately, he encountered him and cleared the place halfway.
Due to his physique and potential, he became the perfect choice for the powerful demon clan to seize his body.
"……"Land from.
There is no resurrection after death.
At this moment, he made a decision not to tell Yan Ruyu about this.
There's no way... things are too bloody.
This Qinglian King was also in a state of confusion, completely out of his wits. There were clearly marks left by the legendary holy weapons between his eyebrows, and he actually hit it hard.
at the same time.
Yan Ruyu suddenly felt uneasy. Out of worry, she kept paying close attention to Lu Li. At this moment, she had vaguely guessed something.
After all, the fluctuations emitted by the remnant soul can resonate with the same race.
In addition, in order to successfully take away the imperial weapons, Yan Ruyu studied all the family classics and knew about the uncle of the clan, King Qinglian.
It was the mysterious disappearance of the other party that caused the Qinglian clan, which was already in decline, to completely lose its right to speak. The descendants had to rely on others and were subjected to various schemes...
On one side is a strange uncle who has no feelings.
On one side is a strong ally and a secretly enamored Taoist companion.
Yan Ruyu chose the latter without hesitation. Ru Shui's eyes did not change at all, silently watching Lu Li who was in control of the entire scene.
Deep in the crater.
The entire ancient palace is rising little by little.
It was made from five-color sacred jade. It was crystal clear and gleaming. It was very magical, especially now that its foundation had been completely revealed.
Countless ancient characters are carved on it, which look particularly mysterious. Some are shaped like dragons and phoenixes, and some resemble black turtles and unicorns. They are very extraordinary.
"Pack it all up and take it away."
This was Lu Li's simplest thought.
However, it is impossible for the Demon Clan Emperor's Tomb to attract just a bunch of rotten fish and rotten shrimps. The Dongtian monks and the Demon Clan's casual cultivators just came a little earlier because they occupied a favorable location.
After a while of silence, Lu Li's process of comprehending the demon clan's imperial text was interrupted.
Yes, he has been able to determine that the ancient characters engraved on the foundation of the palace are the imperial characters of the demon clan from the Qing Emperor's era. They may be engraved on the bottom of the imperial seal, further transforming this important weapon.
Unfortunately, in the distant sky, there were bursts of sound piercing the sky, and divine rainbows flew towards here.
Those Cave Heaven monks who were driven to the periphery saw that there were dozens of people coming.
Boom!
The sound of thousands of troops galloping followed closely behind.
Obviously, Shenhong is just an outpost, a pawn leading the way.
Amid the roars of the wild beasts, the mist rolled and clouds covered the sky. These beasts, which can soar into the clouds and ride the mist, all carry a monk on their backs. The number is not that many, but they can stir up bursts of thunder, just like tens of thousands of troops. The horse is coming!
"The legendary heavenly soldiers and generals..."
The knowledgeable little casual cultivator murmured, his eyes full of awe and curiosity.
Above the crater, Lu Li ignored the alien species left over from the ancient times. He didn't care. After all, they were all just like humans. Not to mention speaking human words, even their intelligence was far inferior to that of demons. They were no different from ordinary animals.
On the contrary, the monks who were riding on the backs of savage beasts, fearing that others would not know their origins, held a large flag in their arms, rustling in the wind, with four big characters written on it:
Holy land of shaking light!
Thirty-six divine rainbows are in front, and twenty-seven wild beasts are carrying twenty-seven knights behind.
The style is really right.
But when he looked at his cultivation, he found that the thirty-six palace realms and the twenty-seven four extreme realms were all traitors.
"Shaking Light Holy Land, so majestic, haha!"
It seemed like it had been discussed in advance.
A cold sarcastic sound came from another direction in the sky, and there was also a rumbling sound. Eighteen ancient chariots rolled in, and the sky was trembling.
"Huang Guji's family!"
After seeing the ancient chariot, the knights of the Shaking Light Holy Land were on guard, their murderous auras surged up, and their momentum rose sharply.
But this situation of each occupying a piece of the sky and facing off from afar did not last long.
Among the cave monks, someone stepped on the rainbow and rose up. Needless to say, it was obvious that he was going to complain.
"snort!"
"Which little boy dares to kill me, the leader of the vassal sect of the Holy Land of Light? Because you are young and ignorant, you have to tie your own hands and feet and ask the elders of the clan to take over!"
Two killing intents came together to kill.
Yakuza forces?
If the emperor's soldiers don't come out, the secrets won't come out.
not afraid!
This is the confidence brought by the family.
"It's useless to talk more. Once you kill one, you will know where this place belongs."
Lu Li didn't say fight.
They are all thousand-year-old foxes, what kind of fairy tales are they playing?
The Emperor's Tomb touched people's hearts. His eyes turned red every time he hit him. It was normal to see blood. The lower part was already covered with the bones and blood of casual cultivators and little demons.
"Ridiculous."
The knight holding the fluctuating flag snorted coldly, and at the same time shot a golden war spear. The divine light rippled brightly, with unparalleled power, as if it was about to pierce the sky.
"It's over...Brother Kamito is too arrogant."
On a mountain peak in the distance, Ye Fan held a shriveled purple stove in his hand, and his heart trembled.
Pombo sighed.
clang!
Suddenly, a golden sound echoed through the sky.
The golden war spear deformed instantly, like garbage, and was swept away by the cuffs, and flew towards the lonely mountain where Ye Fan and Pang Bo stood.
"court death."
Against the backdrop of the shimmering black armor, Lu Li's skin was unusually fair, but there was no trace of femininity. His black hair danced like a young god walking out of the netherworld.
Behind him, a black wall appeared out of thin air. The aura of God and the aura of the underworld penetrated the sky completely, and the endless divine swords and magic weapons inserted into the underworld wall were flowing with hazy fairy light.
Immediately afterwards, a red sword that looked like it was stained with the blood of the gods flew out at an incredible speed.
puff!
Blood splattered everywhere, and the Holy Land Knight who took action was split in half. The same happened to the flag in his arms, and the wreckage fell directly to the ground.
It wasn't until there was a strange noise after landing that everyone around him woke up from a dream.
The Great Perfection of the Dao Palace killed a knight who had entered the Four Extremes Realm early with just one blow?
Clang!
The divine sword, which was as red as blood, spun around. Lu Li did not turn around, but directly inserted it into the underworld wall behind him. It intertwined with the breath of countless other divine weapons' sharp blades, exuding a terrifying aura.
"Who else wants to die?"
Lu Li's eyes were deep and his iron clothes were cold and formidable as he looked down at the two major forces.
At this time, the two groups of casual cultivators turned around and ran away without any hesitation, no longer daring to think about the good fortune left by the demon emperor.
All the magic weapons flying out of the wall can penetrate even the mountains, right? On the mountain peak in the distance, Ye Fan, who had just opened up the sea of suffering, clutched the golden war spear he had just picked up. He was not discouraged, but found the target of pursuit.
Only by becoming stronger can we return to Earth!
