Emperor of Nine Suns

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Historical records record that a strong man who had reached the Linghe Realm was accidentally injured by a stone weapon carved from Jade Demonic Poison Rock, and was not treated in time. As a result, the poisonous gas invaded the heart and lungs and there was no cure, and he was eventually poisoned to death.

The output of Jade Demonic Poison Rock is extremely low. The average evil cultivator only collects a piece the size of a fist and polishes it into small weapons such as flying knives, poison needles, judge pens, and daggers for self-defense or assassination.

Even so, you must be careful not to be harmed by poisonous gas, but this dark green ancient palace is actually made of poisonous stones. This scene makes everyone feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

This kind of place is simply not accessible to humans.

Even if everyone's strength is not suppressed below the Linghe Realm, they may not dare to enter this ancient palace casually. This is simply a place of death!

But Chu Chen didn't care. His Silver Eagle clone wasn't even afraid of the magic mist formed by the eternal gases of gods and demons in the Black Mist Valley, and these mere poisonous gases had almost no effect on him.

Just like this, walking down one hall after another, everyone completely became a spectator, because except for the silver giant eagle, they had no way to enter, and almost all of them were in desperate situations where they would die.

Seeing that they had passed most of the ancient temples, the other people finally couldn't stand the feeling of being just spectators.

I saw Xiong Tiangang slightly arching his hands towards Ling Xuan: "Senior Sister Ling, there are a lot of ancient palaces here. It would be too inefficient for so many of us to gather together to explore. How about temporarily dividing the troops into several groups?"

"Yeah, I think this is a good idea. It would be too boring for us to do it like this." Lan Xuan nodded hurriedly, with a wry smile on his face.

These people really had no choice. Ling Xuan chose some ancient palaces that were relatively well preserved and had extremely powerful formations.

Except for the silver giant eagle, there is no way for anyone else to detect such an ancient palace. If this continues, no matter what good things they come across, Ling Xuan and others will not get a share of the pie.

At the very least, if you go to detect it yourself, you might be able to open up a few formations in the ancient palace if you think of a way!

Ling Xuan also understood what they meant, so she simply nodded and agreed to the scattered request, "There is a square behind the ancient palace complex. After everyone has finished exploring, please gather in that square."

"OK."

Everyone's faces instantly turned happy.

Immediately, the group of people divided into three teams.

Ling Xuan and the Silver Eagle did not need help from others, so they formed a team on their own. Xie Xueyun, Lan Xuan, and Xiong Tiangang formed a team, while the evil bone old man relied on his strong cultivation and the protection of ancient banners, so he decided to be alone. Explore the ancient temple.

After dividing the teams, several people rushed in their own direction, and Ling Xuan was suddenly the only one left standing outside the ancient palace door.

Seeing the crackles and explosions coming from time to time in the gloomy ancient palace filled with deathly energy, a look of concern appeared on the witch's cold face.

There is no distinction between day and night on the suspended earth, and all the bloody stars in the sky disappear into the void every six hours.

At this time, the entire floating land seemed much brighter without the dark red light shining on it, and this was the "daytime" of the floating land.

With the passage of time, the ancient remnant formations in ancient palaces were cracked one after another, and the ancient secret treasures that had been sealed for thousands of years were also broken out and obtained by others.

One after another, the treasure energy soaring into the sky continued to disappear, and the magnificent scene where all the treasures appeared gradually calmed down.

Finally, after three full days, all the ancient temples that were still intact were finally explored, and the precious light rising into the sky completely disappeared.

After walking through the ancient temple complex, there is a wide square. The ground here is all made of an unknown black metal, so the ground is extremely hard.

Even after tens of millions of years, there is still a cold fluorescence, revealing a grand, thick, and vigorous atmosphere.

Xiong Tiangang, Xie Xueyun and Lan Xuan were the first team to arrive at the square. They waited in the square for several hours before they saw the evil-skeletal old man in black robes in the distance, holding a huge ancient flag in both hands. It glided in like a big bird.

The face of the old man with the goatee revealed a look of exhaustion that was difficult to conceal, and even his clothes had some damage. It was obvious that he had experienced extremely difficult battles in the past few days.

Seeing the evil-bone old man gliding over, Xiong Tiangang was the first to move forward and cupped his hands: "Hehehe... Look at the old man, I must have gained a lot from the ancient palace this time."

"Oh, I almost lost my life here if I wasn't careful." The evil-bone old man shook his head slightly, "What did you gain?"

"Ashamed, ashamed." Xiong Tiangang let out a long sigh, with a bitter smile on his tough face, "The remaining formation in this ancient palace is really too difficult. The three of us know very little about the formation, so we can't solve it at all. . There have been many times if we had not fought hard to break free from the shackles of the formation, I would have fallen into a life-and-death dilemma. It seems that the opportunities in this ancient palace are no longer available to us."

As he spoke, he scratched his scalp somewhat honestly, "If my father-in-law and Senior Sister Ling don't need some of the secret treasures they obtained from the classics, you can consider selling them to us."

"Haha, to be honest, I didn't gain much. I only opened four ancient palaces."

The evil bone old man said and took out a dark red horn from the storage ring, "This is the ancient ghost horn that I obtained from a dilapidated ancient palace. If it is refined with spiritual power, It can open a gate to the netherworld and summon the purest and most evil nine evil spirits."

oh?

After hearing the evil bone old man's words, several people were suddenly shocked. This was really an ancient secret treasure.

The so-called "Nine Nether Evil Souls" are a kind of "spiritual body" where pure evil and demonic energy gather. Different from those evil spirits and evil spirits that do evil everywhere, this kind of evil spirit has no independent consciousness. The evil energy it contains can be directly absorbed and refined by evil cultivators. Therefore, to the evil cultivators, this thing is almost like a ghost. The best "natural elixir".

The evil energy contained in the Nine Nether Evil Souls is extremely pure and vast. It is basically only used by evil monks who urgently need to replenish their cultivation after impacting the realm barrier or being seriously injured.

If this horn can summon the evil spirits of the Nine Netherworlds anytime and anywhere, then its value is simply immeasurable, equivalent to a continuous "elixir generator"!

"Haha... It's a pity that after using this ghost horn once, it has to go through a twelve-hour cooling period before using it again. In this way, it can barely be regarded as a treasure."

Seemingly seeing the shock in everyone's eyes, the evil-bone old man laughed and pointed out the shortcomings.

"natural elixir".

The evil energy contained in the Nine Nether Evil Souls is extremely pure and vast. It is basically only used by evil monks who urgently need to replenish their cultivation after impacting the realm barrier or being seriously injured.

If this horn can summon the evil spirits of the Nine Netherworlds anytime and anywhere, then its value is simply immeasurable, equivalent to a continuous "elixir generator"!

"Haha... It's a pity that after using this ghost horn once, it has to go through a twelve-hour cooling period before using it again. In this way, it can barely be regarded as a treasure."

Seemingly seeing the shock in everyone's eyes, the evil-bone old man laughed and pointed out the shortcomings.