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The mechanism of the underground palace was lifted, and everyone went straight to the depths of the underground palace, and there were no obstacles in between.

The entire underground palace vibrated violently when the ring was opened, which obviously attracted the attention of Lei Yan, the master of the green jade altar. Zhou Ji and others walked along the corridor to a secret door at the end of the underground palace. Through the stone wall of the secret door, they faintly heard Someone inside is threatening Ouyang Shaogong with Xunfang.

Hearing the man's maniacal laughter, Baili Tusu's heart was shaken, and he instantly remembered the childhood memories he saw when he fell into the illusion several times.

Although he lost his childhood memory, he remembered this laughter.

Ghost-faced man. The man who spoke is the ghost-faced man who slaughtered Wumeng Linggu back then!

Zhou Ji felt an evil spirit rising from the side, turned his head to look, and saw Baili Tusu's eyes were bloodshot with hatred, and the Fen Ji sword pattern on his forehead was glowing, and he rushed out with a hideous face.

Boom~

The stone wall was opened wide, revealing the huge and deep mysterious palace. In the center of the mysterious palace, a thousand-year-old alchemy furnace ignited a raging fire.

A middle-aged man wearing a dark sapphire altar Taoist robe with a flying face stood beside the alchemy stove. Seeing that his clothes were of a higher grade than the rest of the disciples, he was Lei Yan, the current head of the sapphire altar.

And Ouyang Shaogong, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, was being held hostage by two disciples of the Qingyu altar. When he saw Baili Tusu breaking into the Xuan Palace with a black and red evil spirit all over his body, a faint glint flashed in his eyes.

Lei Yan glanced at Zhou Ji and the others who were beside Baili Tusu, and he was not surprised. He had been waiting for everyone to arrive when he lost contact with his disciples outside the imperial mausoleum.

"You guys are finally here." Lei Yan raised a confident smile, looked at Zhou Ji and said, "This must be Mr. Zhou Yi, right? I knew you wouldn't honestly leave that kid from the Fang family alone. Come, so you have been prepared. That’s fine, then let’s stay together and be a witness! Witness what this seat can’t accomplish even for an emperor through the ages, live forever, and gain the most extreme power in the world!"

Baili Tusu interrupted with a ferocious face, "You are the ghost-masked Lei Yan!"

"It's really embarrassing. I have been obsessed with this seat for more than ten years, but now I have no interest in Fen Ji." Lei Yan raised his head and let out a devilish laugh, his eyes glanced at Baili Tusu and said to everyone: "If you don't want them If something happens to the two of you, hand over the pieces of Yuheng!"

After Lei Yan finished speaking, he clapped his hands, and his disciples Yuan Wu and Yuan Feng held a beautiful woman and an old woman with a half-mask respectively and walked from the passages on both sides.

"Xunfang! Aunt Tong!"

"Shao Gong!" The beautiful woman saw Shao Gong subconsciously wanting to go over, the cold blade touched the thin jade neck, drawing a shallow bloodstain.

"Xun Fang!" Ouyang Shaogong exclaimed, stepped forward to stop him, but was stopped by two other disciples holding swords to his throat.

"stop!"

Baili Tusu almost lost control when he saw this, he yelled angrily and pulled out Fenji, but seeing that Aunt Tong was captured by Lei Yan, he had to try his best to control his emotions to prevent the evil spirit of Fenji from eroding his mind and causing consequences beyond regret.

"I can give you the shards of the jade balance, but before that, I still have a few questions I want to ask you." Zhou Ji frowned slightly, and spread his palms, revealing three pieces of the jade balance, then grabbed them back and looked at Lei Yan He said: "I came from Xianshanzhuang that day, but there was a woman in red with a bow who fought with you?"

A gleam flashed in Lei Yan's eyes, and he laughed maniacally again, "The woman in red that Mr. Zhou mentioned was the girl Hongyu who was a guest of Tianyong City, right? Yes, we did have conflicts at that time."

Zhou Ji's face was as dark as water, and he said without any emotion in his words: "Then where is she now?"

Lei Yan lamented Shaogong's thoughtfulness and thorough planning, took a deep look at Zhou Ji and said, "I didn't expect that Houyi's sun-shooting bow in ancient legends would fall into the hands of a fierce spirit who lost her sword body. It's a pity that she can't be so fierce. It is a sword spirit without a sword body, once the sun-shooting bow is restricted, how much ability will it have left? If the young master delays any longer, I cannot guarantee her safety now."

With a cold look in Zhou Ji's eyes, he raised his hand to grab the fragment of Yuheng, and slowly increased his strength, "I'm asking you, where is she now!"

Lei Yan has worked so hard for so many years, how could he let the pieces of Yuheng be destroyed in front of him like this? The arrogance on his face dissipated, and the muscles at the corners of his eyes twitched undetectably.

Relying on the hostages, even though Zhou Ji's tone was heard to be wrong, Lei Yan still raised his head and maintained his arrogance and said: "I have found the prohibition used by the ancient heavens to suppress the immortals, and I have suppressed her in the underground palace. In the hidden sword room, as long as you hand over the jade balance, I will tell you how to lift the restriction."

The prohibition used by the ancient heavens to suppress fairy spirits!

"court death!"

Zhou Ji's eyes showed a cold light, and he turned his head to look at Ouyang Shaogong who was being held hostage by the disciples of the Qingyu Altar.

Ouyang Shaogong noticed that Zhou Ji's sight came from the depths of the prince Changqin's fairy soul, and there was an indescribable and terrifying death warning.

That feeling is infinitely more terrifying than facing the sky-piercing Japanese style with a full bow. For a moment, it seems to return to the despair of being smashed by the emperor of heaven and suffering from the separation of souls.

Although he still can't see through the young man in front of him who is shrouded in countless secrets, at this moment, Ouyang Shaogong inexplicably flashed a trace of regret in his heart. He regretted helping Lei Yan suppress the red-clothed man with his little fairy power. woman.

'Ka~'

The crisp sound of glass jade shattering echoed in the empty and quiet underground palace, and everyone was stunned, watching the crushed pieces of the jade scale fall from Zhou Ji's fingers, turning into a handful of dust.

Ouyang Shaogong's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at the completely destroyed Yuheng in disbelief.

Lei Yan has planned for Yuheng for more than ten years, but he has been searching for it for thousands of years.

The fairy spirit of the prince Changqin in this life is about to be completely exhausted. Yuheng was an important part he used to plan the other half of the prince Changqin fairy spirit in Baili Tusu's body. Now, it was so easily destroyed by Zhou Ji.

This means that everything is in vain.

"stop!"

Lei Yan also didn't expect that Zhou Ji would dare to really destroy Yuheng. He couldn't laugh out of his habitual maniacal laughter, his eyes almost spewed fire, and all the true energy in his body exploded, turning into a golden stellar energy body, and roared , rushed towards Zhou Ji.

Baili Tusu tried to step forward to stop him, but was struck back by Lei Yan's palm. Ten steps away, Zhou Ji looked at Lei Yan indifferently, took a step up, and his figure disappeared suddenly, appearing in front of Lei Yan's left.

Turning around, he saw Zhou Ji's indifferent eyes, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on top of his head. Lei Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he calmed down from his original furious and violent emotions. Before he had time to think about how the other party loomed, he subconsciously took a step back. , raised his arm and punched Zhou Ji on the side of his neck.

Zhou Ji swung Lei Yan's fist away with his hand, and clasped Lei Yan's face with his claws. Before Lei Yan could react, he continued to charge forward.

boom!

I saw a stream of light hit the stone wall, smoke and dust billowed, and there was a loud roar, which shook the Xuan Palace.

Everyone blocked the flying debris, only to find that the stone wall on the side of the underground palace had been crushed by Zhou Ji holding Lei Yan's head, and even the original golden protective energy seemed to have faded a bit.

Lei Yan snorted, struggling to push Zhou Ji's palm away, but under the suppression of a thousand years of cultivation, there was no effect at all.

Zhou Ji held Lei Yan's nearly deformed head tightly, and walked along the corridor all the way to the sword room.

Lingyue protected Fang Lansheng, Yin Qianshang and Baili Tusu Fengqingxue took advantage of the opportunity that the disciples of the Qingyu altar were shocked by the scene before them, each stepped forward to 'save' Ouyang Shaogong Xun Fang Jitong, and dealt with the remaining disciples of the Qingyu altar , quickly followed the direction Zhou Ji left.

Before leaving, Ouyang Shaogong looked at the dust of Yuheng scattered on the ground, and a flash of determination flashed deep in his eyes.

Since the central devices of all the organs of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor had been disarmed by Fang Lansheng, Zhou Ji broke into a door along the way, held Lei Yan's head and crashed into the hidden sword room.

At this time, Lei Yan could no longer maintain the circulation of the Gang Qi, and was dragged to the ground by Zhou Ji, who was dying.

According to his words, Xiaokui was banned by him in the past, and suppressed in the sword room of the underground palace.

But when Zhou Ji approached the stone gate, he didn't feel the existence of the restriction and enchantment.

"Forgive me!" Seeing that Zhou Ji picked him up and threw him at the door again, although Lei Yan's physique was far superior to that of ordinary people, his head was far from the level of 'opening mountains and cracking rocks'.

Just smashing through two thick stone gates one after another, Lei Yan's qi collapsed, and there was severe pain from breaking his skull from time to time. If it happened again, his head would break open before the stone gates were knocked open.

Up to now, he has clearly realized the gap in strength between the two. As long as there is life left, everything can be returned. Looking at Zhou Ji's unmoved expression, he said anxiously: "The ancient books that record the ban have been Destroyed by me, if you kill me, no one in the world will know how to break the restriction of the heavens!"

"No one in the world knows?" Zhou Ji sneered, with killing intent in his eyes, "Doesn't even Ouyang Shaogong know?"

Hearing Zhou Ji mention Ouyang Shaogong, Lei Yan's face changed slightly, his eyes flashed with disbelief, and he lost his voice: "How do you know?"

Bang~ The stone door broke, and a bloody corpse slowly slid down along the cracks in the door like an abandoned sack.

As if hearing the movement from outside the door, Zhou Ji felt an extremely fiery madness rising rapidly from the other side of the stone door.

Kakaka~ A line that was originally cracked gradually expanded. Through the crack, it seems that a weak flame can be seen seeping out from the inside out.

When the cracks covered the entire stone gate, the flames seeping out from the cracks intertwined into a net, and a piece of gravel fell off, revealing a bright and dazzling red light.

Baili Tusu and the others who found along the bloodstains couldn't help slowing down when they saw Zhou Ji outside the stone gate, and the sound of rocks collapsing came from in front of Zhou Ji.

Boom~!

A violent evil spirit occupying the size of the entire doorway, surrounded by countless rocks in burning flames, rushed out like a mountain torrent, and at the moment it arrived in front of Zhou Ji, it was separated from the middle and diverted from one left to the other.

For a moment, the entire corridor was illuminated by fire, and the extremely fierce evil spirit made everyone terrified.

Even Ling Yue couldn't maintain his usual calm indifference, he murmured, "How many killings would it take to form such a ferocious evil spirit?"

"One hundred thousand? One million? Who can say for sure?" Yin Qianshang raised his epee to block the falling stones, and said in shock, "I am afraid that only the ancient Longyuan clan's seven fierce swords are so fierce." Cruel."

"In other words, Sister Hongyu has killed many, many people?" Feng Qingxue covered her mouth and exclaimed.

While speaking, a lonely figure in fresh clothes like fire slowly walked out from the depths of the torrent. The skirt and sleeves seemed to be slowly separated from the surrounding red flame torrent; the long hair fluttered, and the bright red at the end returned to smooth black hair.

The two torrents of baleful energy that were diverted circled around the wall and rushed back into the body from Hongkui's back.

Two extremely blazing flames ignited in the depths of Hongkui's red pupils. He stubbornly raised his head, looked at the figure he had been looking for and hated for hundreds of years, and said through gritted teeth, "It really is you!!"

Zhou Ji was silent for a moment, quietly looking at the woman in red in front of him, he kept his mouth shut with countless things he wanted to say, and finally avoided looking at the sword room behind her, and changed the subject, "I heard from Lei Yan that he I found the ancient prohibition of the heavens to suppress you, are you okay?"

"That restriction is indeed a little troublesome." Hongkui nodded, stretched out a palm and spread it upwards. Zhou Ji didn't know why, so he lowered his head to look at the slender and tender Rou Yi, and then looked at Hongkui with a serious expression, Thinking that she wanted her to perceive something, she stretched out her palms, with the palms down, and the palms overlapped.

Um?

At the same time as the palms were touching, Zhou Ji felt that Hongkui's body was stiff, and he withdrew his hand for a moment. But for some reason, he stopped again, and even pressed against him even tighter.

Zhou Ji released a ray of true energy through the palm of his hand and poured into Hongkui's body. The true energy circulated for a circle, his brows were slightly frowned, and he took away his palm with a slightly dignified expression: "The restriction that Lei Yan said seems to be suppressing the sun-shooting bow. ?”

"That's right, that's it." Hong Kui retracted her small hand to her chest, and said in a deep voice: "This person seems to know in advance that the Sun Shooting Bow is in my hand, and specially set up a divine restraint to seal the Sun Shooting Bow, so that I can't call it out."

Unable to summon the Sunbow. Unable to summon the Sunbow.

"." Zhou Ji moved his eyes down and looked at Rou Yi who was resting on Hongkui's chest. Thinking of the way she stretched out her hand to him just now, and the moment she withdrew her hand, he hesitated and said, "Did you just want to give me a hand?" Show the effect of prohibition?"

"How is it possible?" Hongkui raised her chin arrogantly behind her hands, her bright eyes flickered, and changed the subject: "By the way, why is that thunder so strict? Tell him to release the restraint for me. It’s not that I can’t use the sun-shooting bow, I wouldn’t have been suppressed by these pre-Qin ancient swords for so long!”

Hongkui looked around as she spoke, her eyes fell on the bloody corpse beside the stone gate, she turned her head suddenly, glared at Zhou Ji and said, "You killed him?!"

Zhou Ji said dumbfounded: "Isn't it? You can recognize this?"

"I like to hold grudges! I will recognize those who owe me to ashes!" Hongkui snorted coldly, folded her arms, raised her chin and looked at Zhou Ji and said, "And you! She forgave you, but I can't help you!" No! Don't try to get rid of me until I forgive you!"