"The master of the palace was joking, it was just a coincidence." Zhou Wenhan said with a laugh.
"I wonder who this corpse king is?" Xiao Yifeng asked curiously.
He always felt that the corpse king's figure looked familiar, but he couldn't figure out who it was.
But regarding this corpse king, both Xie Ding and Zhou Wenhan were very secretive and didn't want to say more.
"We don't know her identity yet, so the master of the palace should not make it difficult for me to wait." Zhou Wenhan said with a bitter smile.
Xiao Yifeng noticed that in addition to these six corpse kings and corpse generals, there was also a powerful force hidden under the corpse pool.
He looked carefully and saw a white jade coffin looming at the bottom of the pool, and the power emanated from it.
The fourth corpse king!
"Palace Master, please, we'll be here soon." Xie Ding drove people away dryly.
Xiao Yifeng continued to stride forward, but he kept thinking in his heart.
Luo Hu, is this the corpse king who wants to collect the eight magical spiritual roots?
What is the identity of the corpse of a woman in wedding clothes, and what is the identity of the corpse king at the bottom of the pool?
But except for the Nine-Finger Sword Demon and the Rakshasa Girl, most of the corpses did not take action or were sealed in coffins. Xiao Yifeng did not know their attributes.
He was not even sure about the spiritual root attributes of the corpse of a woman in wedding clothes, which made Xiao Yifeng a little depressed.
If he could know the missing attributes of the remaining two positions, he could give this guy some trouble.
But at this moment, he had a vague guess in his mind, but he hadn't confirmed it yet.
The three of them continued walking forward and finally arrived at the end of the underground palace, where a huge door stood.
Various restrictions and formations circulated on the huge stone gate, exuding a good aura, which seemed to be able to isolate everything, making people feel a little heavy.
There is a statue of a bird and animal on the top of the stone gate. When several people arrive, a faint light flashes in the eyes, as if to identify the incoming people.
Xie Ding and Zhou Wenhan next to Xiao Yifeng kept making secrets in their hands, activating tokens and blood recognition. After a lot of fiddling, the stone door slowly opened.
Xie Ding and Zhou Wenhan said respectfully: "Sir, we have brought Qisha."
"Come in!"
The half-dead voice came again. The three of them walked forward and saw that this was a circular underground palace that was more like an ancient cemetery palace.
There are nine black dragon-shaped sculptures surrounding the underground palace, their eyes glowing red, lifelike, and they are breathing out majestic corpse aura.
The nine corpse auras gathered at the black coffin in the middle of the underground palace. The coffin was completely black, like jade and stone, with densely carved patterns on it.
The corpse water flows around the coffin, forming a formation similar to a moat, with spiritual power and corpse energy flowing.
There was still red blood flowing out between the corpses. The scene was strange and abnormal. When they came here, Xie Ding and Zhou Wenhan didn't say a word.
From time to time, there were strange sounds coming from the coffin, as if something was gnawing at the bones, which made people feel agitated.
Zhou Wenhan and the other two saluted the coffin and said, "I have met Lord Luo Hu."
The sound of gnawing suddenly stopped, and a hoarse voice came out: "Are you the Seven Kills? Or should I call you...Sword Demon Mo Tianqing?"
When Xiao Yifeng heard this, he bowed and said, "Senior, you can call me whatever you want. Your name is Luohu. Could it be that he is the Demon Emperor Luohu from our Star Temple?"
"Hehehe... I didn't expect you to know about me..." Luo Hu's hoarse voice came.
"As far as this junior knows, Demon Emperor Luohu has already fallen. How...?" Xiao Yifeng said hesitantly.
"Everyone in the world wants me to die, but how can I die so easily..." Luo Hu's breathless voice came.
Xiao Yifeng complimented: "Back then, I had a close relationship with the Demon Emperor, which I have always regretted."
"I didn't expect that the Demon Emperor is still alive. It is really a blessing for our Star Temple. With our senior here, our Star Temple is safe and worry-free."
As early as Leng Xiqiu's time, Luo Hu, the old immortal, was about to die. By the time Mo Tianqing rose to power, Luo Hu had already disappeared.
Mo Tianqing was obsessed with swords, and he was not from the Star Temple. He had never dealt with this old guy in his life.
Luo Hu snorted coldly and said: "Safety? How can we be safe with a guy like you making trouble?"
Xiao Yifeng pretended to be crazy and said: "This junior is stupid, I wonder why my senior said this?"
"I heard that you took the initiative to apply to thoroughly investigate the affairs of Zhao State?" Luo Hu asked.
"That's it. I wonder what senior Luo Hu's instructions are?" Xiao Yifeng asked.
He also breathed a sigh of relief. Listening to what Luo Hu meant, he didn't know he had the Gate of Destiny in his hand?
"Instruction? The instruction is to tell you to stop immediately? Otherwise, you will be the shortest-lived deputy hall master of the Star Temple." Luo Hu said coldly.
"Could the matter in Zhao State be related to the senior? Otherwise, why should the junior stop?" Xiao Yifeng asked.
Luo Hu did not comment, but said coldly: "The water in Zhao State is very deep. I'm afraid of drowning you, so you'd better stop."
Xiao Yifeng knew that it was impossible for Luo Hu to admit that Zhao Guo's matter was related to him. After all, admitting this would mean becoming Yao Ruoyan's enemy.
He was a little confused: "But the Holy Queen has agreed to this matter. If I don't go, I will not be able to explain to the Holy Queen."
Luo Hu said hoarsely: "Yao Ruoyan, I will explain it to her, you just refuse."
Xiao Yifeng pondered for a moment and then asked: "What if this junior doesn't want to stop?"
Luo Hu chuckled, and then the coffin suddenly opened a crack, and an invisible big hand suddenly grabbed Xiao Yifeng and flew into the giant coffin.
Xiao Yifeng's expression changed drastically. He didn't expect this guy to be so unscrupulous and take action as soon as he said it.
He was forcefully pulled towards the giant coffin, but he was trying hard to hold one hand on the giant coffin to resist the suction force.
A pungent stench and fishy wind came out, and Xiao Yifeng saw a guy as skinny as a devil inside the coffin, gnawing happily with a jade-like arm.
There was a beautiful head next to it, but the body was chewed to pieces. There were many dead bones in the coffin, some old and new, and the stench was overwhelming.
Luohu is extremely skinny, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, shaped like a monkey, but there are not many hairs on his head, which are hanging randomly.
Xiao Yifeng couldn't help but think of the portrait of Demon Emperor Luohu that he had seen. He was a wise, powerful and handsome man.
Damn, is this the same thing?
Time is like a butcher's knife, I will never be deceived!
Xiao Yifeng noticed that the coffin seemed to be a world of its own. The time and space inside were different from those in reality, and they passed very slowly.
Is this the God's Coffin?
Luo Hu bit the arm in his hand and looked back at him with his green eyes, smiling, blood dripping from his eyes.
"Sword Demon Mo Tianqing? Others may be wary of you as a past tribulation, but in my opinion you are just a brat."
"If there hadn't been the Nine-Finger Sword Demon back then, you would be the one standing next to this corpse pool now! I hope you will be more sensible!"
