He started out as an Immortal Emperor, and thirty years later he accepted the Empress as his apprent

The atmosphere in the Demon Dao Emperor's tomb was solemn and mysterious. The surroundings were filled with an ancient and decaying atmosphere, as if telling the vicissitudes of time and the precipitation of history.

"Boss, you are really a well-deserved lucky star for our Demon Dao! If you hadn't obtained this magical compass by chance, I'm afraid that even if our group of people searched all over the world, it would be difficult to find this emperor's tomb that has been hidden for tens of thousands of years and has never been visited by anyone."

The Demon Dao elder who first discovered the tomb door was holding the compass in both hands at this moment, flattering the current Demon Dao leader Xie Ying with a flattering face. His excitement was beyond words, and his eyes were shining.

Xie Ying stood with his hands behind his back, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, and his black robe fluttered in the wind. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a subtle excitement flashed quietly.

Xie Ying nodded proudly. When he went to the Seven Star Sect, he fled immediately after the death induction was activated. Jiang Wuming did not attack them, so he saved his life.

Then he hid in the Southern Wilderness and searched for resources in some ancient ruins.

Another death induction made him escape from death, but he was trapped in a secret realm.

There was a notice board in the secret realm, which recorded that this place was left by the Yellow Dao Immortal. Only by completing the designated tasks can you leave this secret realm.

Xie Ying looked at the tasks below and felt numb. Planting flowers and plants? Wait until all the seeds are mature, then you can go out. At first, Xie Ying was disdainful and looked for an exit everywhere, not caring about this so-called task.

However, after a few days, he honestly took the seeds from the box next to the notice board and planted them. In the past few days, as long as he stepped out of the farmland, he would be struck by lightning. When many parts of his body were burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, he regretted not listening to the notice.

After half a year of planting, all the flowers and plants finally bloomed, and the words on the notice changed.

"Since you have completed the task with sincerity, the road is under your feet."

Xie Ying looked at this sentence and dug down. After a while, he dug a box. Open it and there is a compass inside.

When Xie Ying picked up the compass, the secret realm disappeared and he returned to the original ruins.

"Finally out!" Xie Ying exclaimed loudly.

Then he prepared to refine the compass in his hand. Since it was a secret realm left by the immortal, it must also be a thing of the immortal, and it is a treasure.

After refining, the compass information was all in Xie Ying's mind.

"The treasure-hunting compass can guide the person holding the compass to find the place where the treasure in his heart is."

Seeing this, Xie Ying felt that he had made a fortune. With this treasure-hunting compass, the treasures that have disappeared in Xuantian Continent for tens of thousands of years can be found.

Before he could be happy, the following description gave him a chill.

"Using this compass consumes the life and luck of the person holding it. The higher the quality of the object being sought, the greater the consumption."

"It's so terrifying that it actually consumes life and luck. If a person with a short life span dies on the way to treasure hunting, he will lose a lot." Xie Ying thought.

"The things of the immortals are indeed extraordinary. Since I don't use them myself, I will give them to the people below. Anyway, the treasure will be mine in the end."

After returning, Xie Ying summoned most of the high-ranking magicians, showed them the treasure-hunting compass, and after telling them about his experience, he set off to the Dragon Ridge Canyon to find the magic treasure in the tomb of the great emperor.

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The periphery of the tomb of the great emperor was full of white bones. These pale bones were scattered all over the ground, as if telling the story of the extremely tragic war that year.

Every bone and every piece of broken bone belonged to those once powerful magicians. As he went deeper into the cemetery, the masters of the bones he saw became more and more unfathomable. It was obvious that they were even more powerful when they were alive.

In this eerie and mysterious place, the elder of the magic sect was full of joy. He shuttled freely in the cemetery like a greedy wolf, searching for treasures that might be hidden in it with shining eyes.

He didn't realize that his life was quietly passing away.

At the same time, other people who entered the tomb of the emperor had more or less gained something and obtained many remarkable opportunities.

However, the elder of the magic sect had very bad luck. Whenever he touched a seemingly powerful weapon or a secret manual with great expectation, they would instantly turn into a pile of worthless sand and slip from his fingertips.

Even the precious items given to him by the disciples of the sect would suffer the same strange fate once they fell into his hands, and turned into ordinary sand and dust in the blink of an eye.

He thought it was caused by the erosion of tens of thousands of years. He had no idea that his luck had become negative.

While all the demon disciples were exploring the periphery, XieYing and many elders of the Demonic Path found the core place, the Emperor's Tomb.

Opening the door of the tomb, what came into view was the coffin placed in the center, and there was nothing around. Xie Ying thought: The treasure must be in the coffin with the leader of the Demonic Path at that time.

Everyone stepped forward, but found a person covered in blood and with a destroyed dantian lying next to the coffin.

"What is this? Has anyone come in?" asked an elder.

"Could it be that everything here has been looted and there is nothing left?"

"Uneven distribution of spoils? Murder and robbery? Robbery?"

Looking at Mo Yuan's miserable condition, a series of questions popped up.

"Don't worry about him for now. It seems that no one has touched this coffin. The treasure should still be inside." Xie Ying said and started to open the coffin.

The coffin lid was opened easily, which made Xie Ying look puzzled. He thought that the coffin must have restrictions that prevented the previous people from opening it, so he wanted to try to push it hard first, and it opened just like that.

His eyes scanned the coffin, automatically ignoring the corpse of the Demon Emperor, and directly locked on the Demon Treasure.

This treasure is called the Demon Dragon Scepter, which is a token left by the Demon Founder before he ascended to become an immortal, and is several times more powerful than the Emperor's Weapon.

When Xie Ying picked up the Demon Dragon Scepter, before he looked closely, it flew to Mo Yuan lying on the ground and merged into his body.

Xie Ying wanted to forcibly take the Demon Dragon Scepter out of Mo Yuan's body, but found that there was no reaction at all, and he could not detect it directly. Moreover, Mo Yuan's breath was weakening.

Xie Ying was helpless, fearing that after Mo Yuan died, the Demon Dragon Scepter would disappear with him. The treasure that he had finally found was gone, which made Xie Ying very depressed. He could only take Mo Yuan back, treat him well, and then find a way to take out the Demon Dragon Scepter.

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Seven Star Sect, Tianshu Hall.

Jiang Wuming, who had just returned, was lying on the rocking chair. He had been looking for so long, but there was no clue where the seventh disciple was. He simply gave up looking.

[Ding, the host's seventh disciple candidate was detected. Please go to accept the disciple and complete the first stage of the task of accepting disciples]

"What? Appeared? Finally." Jiang Wuming jumped up.

"System, location, accept disciples, let's go."

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