Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

Xia Qingchen puzzled: "Is this thing fake?"

Why make up false legends, and who made up, and what is the purpose?

"I almost died is real!" The six palace masters opened their shirts, and a dark red, scarred palm print was shocking.

The palm print is concave and deeper, I am afraid to shatter the heart.

"But, it wasn't me who captured the hatred of heaven, but the deity of the cold king!" The main fan of the Six Fan Palace told the true secret that few people knew!

"It's not the top ten of our six fan palaces, but the ten palace masters!"

Xia Qingchen couldn't help moving, and the Cool King together with the ten major palace masters could capture the strong?

How terrible is its strength?

"In addition, the matter is not a hundred years ago, but, twenty years ago." The Six Fan Palace Master said slowly: "The cultivation of that hatred of the heavenly hate, but not much."

Xia Qingchen was cautious. If it wasn't necessary, the No. 1 jail wouldn't go away.

"Thank you for reminding me." Xia Qingchen clenched his fists, stepped down the stairs, and stepped into the legendary Heart Refining Prison.

As the nine stone doors above him closed one after another, Xia Qingchen fell into a fiery world.

As far as the eye can see, it is a sea of ​​magma.

Over the magma, a hundred small islands with a radius of one square are suspended, and on each island, there is a cage.

That is the jail where the fierce criminals are held.

Between the different islands, there are stairs connected, Xia Qingchen jumped up and jumped to the first island.

Suddenly, he noticed a faint flame in the air and tried to drill into it.

That flame should be a pervasive fire.

Xia Qingchen immediately lit the candle, put it in the lantern and carried it, feeling around.

The cage on this island was empty, so there was no trace of pure power nearby, and he had to walk deeper down the stairs.

It wasn't until I reached the cage of the eighty that I finally felt a trace of strength, but it was too weak and might be attractive to the small star position, but it was useless to him.

He went forward again, and kept coming to the tenth prison.

The strength here is okay, but it is still difficult to satisfy Xia Qingchen.

"Did someone take the power away?" Xia Qingchen frowned slightly. According to his understanding, there had been no disciples from Six Fan Palaces here for ten years.

The accumulated power should be quite majestic!

Until coming to prison No. 2, Xia Qingchen's brows were deeper, and the strength of this place was not as good as that of No. 10!

Absolutely someone took away the power!

"How many years have passed, the Six Fan Palace Masters still let their disciples come down to practice, isn't it a lesson?" Suddenly, a voice came near the ear.

Xia Qingchen turned around suddenly, leaving no one behind.

There is only one small island ten miles apart, and that small island is the taboo in the Heart Refining Prison-Prison No. 1.

He stared at the island and saw a cage in the center of Prison No.1.

"Did you talk to me?" Xia Qingchen tempted.

"Otherwise?" The voice appeared again in the ear.

Xia Qingchen was slightly surprised, ten miles apart, no matter passing the sound, or listening to the sound, they were all close.

This person's sense of five senses has gone beyond the scope of ordinary people!

Its cultivation is so advanced that it may not be a little weaker than the Banshee Emperor.

"Twenty years have passed, Xiu Wei is still so high, your strength is stronger than legend." Xia Qingchen commented lightly.

At this moment there is still such a strength, the peak state, I am afraid that it is really not worse than the demon emperor.

"Oh, the place where the deity is strong, you haven't seen it yet." The man smiled mysteriously.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely harsh sound wave came from the island.

The air nearby and the magma below were all slammed.

The inmates within the prison cell number 10 all screamed in pain.

Prisoners No.2 to No.9, which is not a powerful mortal master, they are still suffering, not to mention a disciple of the Six Fan Palaces?

But who knows, Xia Qingchen held his hand in place, except that his hair and clothes were flying, his face was expressionless, and Meiyu didn't even wrinkle.

Sonic continued to breathe before finally exhausted.

Xia Qingchen wrote lightly: "This is your strongest place? To be honest, it's boring."

That sound wave is actually a mental attack.

The Master of Six Fans reminded him not to get close to Prison No. 1, probably a group of disciples once suffered a mental attack.

"Who are you?" There was a trace of suspense in the old man's voice.

His mental attack is that the mid-month guard who has been monitoring him can't bear it. Can ordinary teenagers be indifferent?

Xia Qingchen didn't return his head, and said lightly: "Like you, prisoner in the Heart Purgatory! It's just that I am very popular and don't have to stay in a cage like you."

prisoner?

The old man immediately uttered: "Slow! The deity mistakenly thought you were a person in the Six Fan Palaces, so he shot right."

"Is it right? Is there a difference?" Xia Qingchen said indifferently.

The old man smiled mysteriously: "Of course! The difference is that the island where the deity is located has accumulated 20 years of strength, and it is still there. You can be taken away as you are in the same path."

Oh?

Xia Qingchen thought about it, stepped on the stairs, and walked halfway to feel the powerful and extraordinary free power.

Even with a light breath, the just-consolidated big-star position Qiyu was able to climb up in a hurry.

If you set foot on an island, the strength there is too large to imagine.

The old man said with a tempting tone: "The rest of the local power has been privately taken away by the local guards. Only the deity's island, he dare not take a step."

No wonder!

Xia Qingchen wondered why the free power here was so weak, it turned out to be someone guarding against theft.

"Come to my island, enough to give you endless power!" The old man continued to lure.

Xia Qingchen stood on the ladder and stopped moving forward, saying, "What will lead me to the island, let me explain first."

The old man laughed: "Let you go to the island, but just want to talk to you about a deal, is this deity still greedy you for nothing?"

"Let's talk about it first." Xia Qingchen said lightly.

The old man's smile narrowed and his eyes narrowed: "You let me go, I tell you that you don't know how to learn."

He was the unparalleled hero of the world twenty years ago. He hated the heavenly officials. His strength was extraordinary, and he was rare in the world.

I believe anyone will be tempted.

"Not interested." Xia Qingchen bluntly refused, but he still set foot on the island.

Sure enough, the power on the island was suffocating.

The power evaporates into a piece of white mist, which makes the whole island shrouded in white mist.

Xia Qingchen came to the cage with his hands down. The cage was long and wide, made of unknown metal, and it was dark inside.

He lifted the lantern and took a picture inside.

But there was a person hanging in the dark dark cage.

His limbs, waist, chest, and thick chains of arms are tightly wound, hanging it in the air of the cage.

Except for his head, he was bound up and down, unable to move at all.

Because it has been entangled for many years, the chain has grown together with its flesh, regardless of each other.

Xia Qingchen secretly wondered, what kind of person should actually be so tightly guarded against being trapped, and not give any chance to get out of it.

"It turned out to be a little doll!" Hate Tianchen's gray eyebrows gently bent, revealing a ray of disappointment. (It will continue to erupt tomorrow!)