Low Key Demon

　　"Emperor's Tomb?" The purple-clothed old man was shocked, and asked quickly, "Isn't this the cemetery of the strong fate?"

　　 "This seat is the Fate Wheel Realm!" The middle-aged man replied with a sneer, "The top of the ancient times, the five emperors, this is the place where the blood emperor sleeps!"

The purple-clothed old man was taken aback at first, but after hearing that, his nervous expression couldn't help but relax: "Haha! Although your excellency is a member of the Zixiao Palace, don't wait for me to be ignorant! The nine great emperors in the long history have never No one is called the'Blood Emperor'!"

　　 "Then you are really ignorant! This seat is talking about the five prehistoric emperors, not the nine emperors of the sky!" The middle-aged man replied gloomily, looking back and forth at the people behind the purple-clothed old man, as if looking for something.

　　 Hearing this, the purple-clothed old man couldn't help but look at Meng Heng next to him, and quickly transmitted his voice: "Have you heard of the five primordial emperors?"

　　 "No! There is no record in any classics in Hanchen!" Meng Heng replied very surely.

　　 The purple-clothed old man nodded slightly, and then transmitted his voice: "But this person doesn't seem to be a lie!"

"Ancestor, this man behaves strangely! His heart has been lost, but he is no different from ordinary people, and his clothes are very shabby. It is obvious that he has been tortured by magic methods for a long time, and his consciousness has been lost! Maybe he did not lie because he has already Crazy!" Meng Heng replied earnestly.

　　 The purple-clothed elder was convinced, but his face was calm, and he asked tentatively: "Your excellency is extremely true. I don't know where the five great emperors came from?"

"Hey! The specific origin is not clear to this seat. What this seat knows is that at the end of the prehistoric period, a demon emperor forced the catastrophe outside the road, causing the entire world to be destroyed, countless inheritances were lost, and even the mainland was destroyed. In each of the five domains, there is a prehistoric emperor buried!" The middle-aged man replied calmly, his eyes gradually stopped on Meng Heng.

　　 "Your Excellency is a strong fate, how did you fall here?" The purple-clothed old man asked the key question. What he cares about now is not the identity of the cemetery owner, but whether he and others can get the inheritance inside!

Hearing this question, the middle-aged man's face suddenly showed a trace of pain. He lowered his head and glanced at the hollow of his chest, and sighed with a sigh of relief: "I blame this seat for greed in the first place, otherwise... I won’t end up like this! However, it’s about the inheritance of the Devil Emperor, how many people can resist this temptation? This is not the first person to be fooled, nor the last..."

As the middle-aged man slowly told the story, the purple-clothed old man and others gradually understood what had happened. The middle-aged man was named Zuo Xunyang, who was a direct disciple of the Grand Elder of the Purple Cloud Palace thousands of years ago. A fellow who chased and killed a strong demon road strayed into this place, but this place is easy to enter and hard to get out. After killing the strong demon road, the two of them after a month of exploration, they figured out that this place is the tomb of a demon emperor, and inherited the demon. The conditions of the Di Zhen Chuan are also very simple, as long as the bone age is less than 20, the wizard of Tianzong is enough!

　　 Of course, who can enter the Purple Cloud Palace, who is not a wizard of heaven? It just so happens that both of them meet the requirements, but there is only one copy of the Devil Emperor's inheritance, and it will fly into the sky when it is obtained, and it will surpass the entire five domains from then on! In contrast, the relationship between the two is just ordinary brothers in the same school, and it is clear which is lighter and heavier at a glance! Therefore, Zuo Xunyang took the lead and killed his fellow mate!

　　 When Zuo Xunyang was happily preparing to harvest and inherit, he unexpectedly discovered that this is a trap! Before him, countless ‘geniuses’ had entered this place, and without exception, these geniuses were all refined into blood slaves by the Great Array, and became sacrifices to maintain the operation of the Great Array!

Speaking of this, Zuo Xunyang pointed to the hollow in his chest and said: "I don't want to be a blood slave, but I have exhausted all the means and even used secret methods to lose a hundred years of life, and I still can't get out of here! Finally, the heart of this seat is destroyed. Seize, the soul is stunned, and the body is refined by a large array to become a member of the blood slaves!"

　　 "What! The inheritance is fake?!" The purple-clothed old man suddenly surprised.

"Haha! It can't be said to be fake, the blood emperor's gaze is too high, this level of genius, the blood emperor can't look at it at all!" Zuo Xunyang laughed at himself, and then changed the conversation, "but now, now Great changes have taken place in the tomb of the emperor. You came here very coincidentally. You may be able to inherit the true biography of the blood emperor. This seat will show you the way!"

　　 Hearing that, instead of being happy, the purple-clothed old man took two steps back vigilantly. If he really wanted to get the true story, why didn't the other party inherit it himself?

"Thank you for your kindness, your Excellency came before me, this blood emperor's true biography, you should keep it for yourself..." The purple-clothed old man replied with a dry smile, the profound energy in his body was already working wildly!

"You don't have to be polite! As long as you offer a body to this seat, this blood emperor's true biography will be given to you!" It’s a waste of time! There are only 21 of you, and you won’t have your turn if you are too late!"

　　 As soon as the voice fell, the thin palm of the middle-aged man suddenly grabbed Meng Heng!

　　……

　　 At the same time, above the blood river, a **** cloud flew by, and soon came to the edge of the sinkhole.

brush!

　　 Yunxia dissipated, and two figures gradually appeared inside. One was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, and the other was a tall unicorn!

　　 "It's a bit messy inside, do you want to calm the chaos first, or take the remains first?" Blood Qilin asked immediately.

　　 "Take the remains first, and leave the rest to the blood beast! Now you just need to cover up for this seat~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Once the remains of this seat appear, there will be some movement!" Han Yi replied without thinking about it.

　　 The blood unicorn nodded, and then didn't say much. He opened his mouth and spit out a cloud of golden flame the size of a grinding disc, which flew to the top of the tiankeng and exploded suddenly, forming a huge golden sky curtain in an instant, covering the entire tiankeng!

　　 "It can only last for a quarter of an hour!" Blood Qilin said slowly, his breath seemed to be weaker than before.

　　 "Enough!" Han Yi immediately replied, and immediately made a handprint with his hands towards the large formation above the tiankeng, and then waited for three breaths, and a **** vortex the size of a meter was created out of thin air above the tiankeng!

　　 Click!

At this moment, a crack suddenly appeared on the golden sky, and the blood unicorn immediately spit out a cloud of golden flames, and instantly filled the cracks intact. Then, the **** vortex grew larger and larger, and the grayish breath continued to gush out from it, as soon as it hit the golden flames. The sky curtain left a crack on it! Upon seeing this, the blood unicorn had long expected it, and immediately spit out a cloud of golden flames, gradually forming a stalemate with the gray air in the sky...

　　Han Yi kept changing his handprints, and more and more gray gas gushing out of the **** whirlpool. This is the death gas accumulated by the remains of his previous life over countless years! Death is a great supplement to the soul, but it is a pity that his current cultivation is insufficient, and his physical body cannot touch the death, otherwise it would not be so troublesome to take the remains!

　　 Thinking like this, Han Yi suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed at the whirlpool. A jade bone the size of a human face shot out from the whirlpool. In the blink of an eye, it pierced the golden sky and stopped in front of him...89