Peerless Divine Emperor

Huatian Temple stands in the central area of ​​Huatian Island. Although it does not have the grandeur of the past, it can still be vaguely seen that this place was once a prosperous place.

I saw two figures falling in the void, looking towards the Huatian Palace in front. These two people were Qin Xuan and Feng Qing.

"Brother Feng, seal this place off, I'm going in." Qin Xuan looked at Feng Qing and said.

"Okay." Feng Qing nodded slightly, and then he made seals with his hands. An invisible wave of waves spread out, and patterns seemed to shine out. It seemed that a huge formation was created, integrated into the space, and covering a hundred miles. All areas are sealed within it.

No matter what happens inside, the outside world will not have the slightest perception.

Then Qin Xuan stepped forward and walked into Huatian Palace.

The interior of the hall looks very similar to the outside. It has no dazzling luster and is dull. Even the walls and the floor are covered with cobwebs. Obviously, no one has set foot here for a long time. Even those who came here to remember the past have not entered. here.

"If Holy Lord Xihua sees the scene here, I'm afraid he will be very sentimental." Qin Xuan murmured to himself. Everything here was created by Holy Lord Xihua himself. However, because of his fall, he also went to destroyed.

Qin Xuan stood on a long staircase that led to the depths of the hall. There were many palaces on both sides of the staircase, row upon row, with similar shapes. Without looking carefully, it was difficult to tell the difference between them.

Qin Xuan looked towards the depths of the stairs. His thoughts spread crazily without encountering any obstacles. He saw the deepest part of the stairs. There was still a palace there, but it looked ordinary and nothing special. place.

"Where is the mausoleum?" Qin Xuan's eyes showed a hint of thinking.

The Holy Lord Xihua said that there are things he left behind in his mausoleum. However, there are many palaces here, and none of them seems to look like a mausoleum. How to find them?

Do you want to go in and see each palace?

With a thought in Qin Xuan's mind, the power of his thoughts became a little stronger. He wanted to penetrate into those palaces to observe. He could enter almost all palaces with his thoughts, but there was only one palace where an invisible force seemed to pull his The mind is isolated and cannot enter.

"Um?"

Qin Xuan's eyes swept to a certain location, and his deep gaze fell on that palace. The palace was ordinary and ordinary, located in the center of many palaces. Moreover, it was very close to the entrance, so it was more difficult to attract the attention of others. .

Generally speaking, most people will keep their treasures in the most hidden places to prevent others from easily finding them.

Therefore, Qin Xuan subconsciously ignored the palaces near the entrance. He also believed that the mausoleum should be in those deep palaces.

Fortunately, he still covered all the palaces with his thoughts, otherwise he might have simply ignored this palace.

Qin Xuan's body flashed and he came to the sky above the palace. He stared at the palace in front of him, and a powerful thought was released, wanting to pour into the palace again.

However, the ending remains the same.

That barrier seemed extremely powerful. Even if Qin Xuan released his thoughts to the extreme, he could not shake it at all.

"Could it be that you want to force your way in?" Qin Xuan whispered, and then the Heavenly Dragon Halberd appeared in his hand. The light of destruction activated, and the avenue halberd lights filled with destructive power swept out crazily. The space shook and there was a rumble. Loud noise.

But at this moment, a golden light curtain appeared in front of the hall, like a divine wall. Countless magical lines were seen flowing on the light curtain, which blocked all attacks, but remained unmoved and was not affected at all. Signs of destruction.

"This is..." Qin Xuan's eyes were fixed there, staring at the golden light curtain.

What a powerful defense, most likely holy level!

At this time, Qin Xuan was even more convinced that the tomb pointed by Saint Lord Xihua should be hidden in this palace, or it might be this palace at all.

But, how to open the door of this palace?

Breaking in by force would definitely not work, he had already tried it, and it had no effect.

"Xihua Ling."

A flash of light suddenly flashed in Qin Xuan's eyes, and then he pointed his finger, and Xihua Ling emerged and shot straight towards the golden light curtain.

The moment Xi Hualing came into contact with the golden light curtain, there was a strange wave, and then a surprising scene happened.

Xihua Ling actually merged into the golden light curtain, and then a ripple appeared on the golden light curtain. This indestructible barrier disappeared little by little, as if it had never existed.

"It's open." A bright smile appeared in Qin Xuan's eyes, and then he raised his steps and stepped into the palace.

The moment Qin Xuan stepped into the palace, everything in front of him changed. The originally dim palace suddenly lit up with an extremely bright light, like a magnificent temple. Everything in the hall was clear. It can be seen that it made him extremely shocked.

"That's..." Qin Xuan looked in one direction of the hall, his expression fixed there.

There, there are countless divine weapons neatly placed in one area. Each divine weapon is shining and dazzling, and is filled with powerful spiritual power fluctuations. Most of them are imperial weapons, and, The grade is very high.

Qin Xuan seemed to sense something and looked in another direction. He saw many golden boxes placed there. His thoughts filled the air. When he saw the contents of the boxes, his expression changed again. .

It's an elixir!

Dozens of boxes of pills!

There is another place, where there are rows of bookshelves, all filled with Taoist classics. A quick look shows that there are at least thousands of books.

"This..."

Qin Xuan opened his mouth wide, his face full of indescribable astonishment.

This is not a mausoleum, this is clearly a treasure!

Qin Xuan's eyes were filled with ecstasy. If he guessed correctly, the things here should be prepared for him by the Saint Lord Xihua, so that he could use these treasures to unify the Xihua Islands.

The magic weapons alone are enough to call on countless strong men to serve him. As for the elixirs and Taoist classics, they should be used to build his power.

However, Qin Xuan felt that something was missing.

For a person like the Saint Lord Xihua, the most precious thing is definitely not the magic weapons and elixirs he collected, but his inheritance.

The strength of an ordinary saint is extremely terrifying, let alone a world-class figure like the Saint Lord Xihua. He can unify nearly a thousand islands. It is conceivable how powerful he is.

How precious is the inheritance of such a powerful person?

The person who possesses the Xihua Order is the co-lord of Xihua. The Saint of Xihua gave him the Xihua Order, which should be regarded as his own heir. Otherwise, it is impossible to give him such a precious thing.

He only left some magic weapons, elixirs and classics, which seemed a bit casual and perfunctory.

Moreover, the Saint of Xihua asked him to find a mausoleum, but this place doesn't look like a mausoleum at all.

Thinking of this, Qin Xuan's expression became a little solemn, and his eyes looked at everything in the hall again. He had a vague feeling that he might have missed something.

After observing for a long time, Qin Xuan found nothing.

Apart from the three treasures, there seemed to be nothing else worth noting.

"Is there a mechanism in it?" An idea suddenly popped up in Qin Xuan's head. Could it be that the Saint of Xihua arranged a mechanism and hid the inheritance in the mechanism?

Qin Xuan's expression suddenly became a little weird. Although he felt that this idea was a bit unrealistic, there was no other way now. It would be better to try it, maybe there would be some gains.

He walked around the hall, occasionally reaching out to touch some places that might be traps, but there was no response. The hall was so quiet that it was a little scary.

At a certain moment, Qin Xuan walked to the center of the hall, where a dark golden throne was placed. However, the throne was empty and looked a little abrupt.

Qin Xuan's eyes fell on the throne, and there was a hint of meaning in his eyes. This throne should be where the Saint of Xihua sat. Is there any meaning in putting it here?

There are no statues here. Could it be...

He was asked to sit on it?

When this thought came to mind, Qin Xuan's face suddenly showed a strange look.

To some extent, he is the descendant of the Saint of Xihua. If he sits on the throne, it should not be good, right?

However, in the future, when he unified the Xihua Islands, he would be the co-lord of Xihua, and his status would be equal to that of the Saint of Xihua. There seemed to be nothing wrong with sitting on the throne.

No matter how you look at it, this throne seems a little redundant, and perhaps there is something unusual.

It seemed that there was an inexplicable force that aroused Qin Xuan's curiosity deep in his heart. Qin Xuan's expression condensed, and he walked towards the throne without hesitation.

He sat down slowly on the throne without any strange feeling. However, when he wanted to get up, there seemed to be an invisible pressure coming down and pressing on his body, making him unable to get up.

"Hmm?" Qin Xuan's eyes suddenly flashed with a vigilant look, and the power of the Tao on his body burst out. Only a sharp whistle was heard, and countless swords appeared in the void, stabbing upwards, trying to penetrate the pressure.

However, the pressure released in the sky also suddenly increased, pressing Qin Xuan's body to be unable to move at all.

In addition, a huge vortex appeared in the space, rotating like a black hole, containing the terrifying power of the Tao, swallowing all the swords into it, and all the swords disappeared in an instant, as if they had never appeared.

A terrifying edge flashed across Qin Xuan's eyes, and he vaguely guessed something.

This is indeed a mausoleum, but it is not the mausoleum of the Saint Lord Xihua.

It is a mausoleum prepared for him.

At this moment, many thoughts flashed through Qin Xuan's mind, and he felt terrible in his heart, as if he had seen the most vicious side of human nature.

From the beginning, he stepped into the chess game set by others without knowing it, so everything that happened before his eyes was completely beyond his expectations.

However, he was a little puzzled. How did the Saint Lord Xihua calculate it?