Chapter 113 The miserable descendants of the demon emperor
"winter!"
"winter!"
"winter!"
At some point, the demon emperor's heart, sealed in the jade coffin, suddenly began to beat. The sound was like muffled thunder, and it was like a war drum beating in the heavens. All the creatures in the primitive ruins felt a heartache.
It was as if their hearts had been captured by an invisible force and they could no longer make the decision. Boundless fear shrouded the hearts of all living beings, and monsters of all sizes near the Demon Court area fled away one after another.
Of course, some powerful and confident monsters not only did not flee, but instead fled in the direction from which the sound came.
No matter whether it is the emergence of ancient caves or the emergence of rare treasures, as long as they are still in these primitive ruins, they belong to them.
This is an opportunity. If you miss it, you will be sorry for yourself.
I have never thought about it, but all opportunities require someone who is destined to be involved, and those who are not destined to be lucky are likely to die on the spot.
However, losers are often not remembered by all living beings, and the examples of successful people are the life guidance they advertise.
The beating sound of Qing Emperor's heart became louder and louder, and gradually spread out to the scope of the original ruins. The elders of Lingxu Cave and Head Li all heard the sound.
The idea of "great opportunity" suddenly appeared in everyone's mind.
Important or unimportant things were immediately put aside by them, and everyone harnessed the light and flew towards the direction where the sound came from.
As the sound of "Dong, Dong" sounds, the interval becomes shorter.
The hidden magic circle that shrouded the Yang Tomb of the Emperor's Tomb suddenly disappeared.
A crater that had been sealed for thousands of years reappeared in front of the world.
The ancient temple, made of five-color sacred jade, slowly rises from the magma.
Complex and mysterious demonic texts emerged from the magma sea, as if the timed magic circle was about to expire and could no longer stop the ups and downs of the ancient temple.
"Boom!"
As the magma burst out of the ancient temple, the crater shook and the splashed magma turned into scarlet sparks that kept blooming in the air.
But right after this, the ancient palace made of five-color sacred jade shined even brighter. The dazzling light was like a five-color golden sun rising from the volcano, directly illuminating the entire ancient land.
At this moment, the stars were dim, the sky was dim, and all their brilliance was taken away by the five-color divine light blooming from the ancient palace.
The big demons and the powerful men from Lingxu Cave who were fighting around them all made the most correct choice at this moment.
They all harnessed the divine rainbow and rushed towards the ancient palace.
It seems that if you rush too slowly, the sacred treasures in the temple will disappear.
Zhuang Jiutian, who was sleeping inside the Zhenjie Divine Monument, was not awakened by the beating of Emperor Qing's heart, and used his consciousness to observe the inside and outside of the ancient temple.
Soon, he discovered something interesting.
I don't know how many generations of the Qing Emperor's grandson he is, but he has already lived in such a miserable state. His body is decaying and there is no difference between the ancient corpses that are constantly falling from the sky, and his soul is almost turning into a ghost.
Judging from his appearance, he must have been exploring the emperor's tomb for who knows how many years.
Unfortunately, being blocked by the formation, he could only turn into an ancient corpse like those tomb robbers outside the formation.
"Huh!"
Soon, Zhuang Jiutian saw a famous scene that surprised him.
The descendants of the Qing Emperor actually took over the physical body of a human monk who had just entered the threshold of spiritual practice, and was then sealed by the elders of Lingxu Cave.
Ye Fan, who was on the side, was even more worried and yelled, putting on a beautiful picture of brotherly love.
Looking back on the past, if he was in danger, would any of his brothers worry about him?
I'm afraid not.
Not to mention living and dying together.
So far in my practice, I don’t have a brother who I can entrust my life to.
Is it because he has a cold nature, or has he taken the wrong path of spiritual practice from the beginning?
Zhuang Jiutian felt more and more that he should take another trip to the world of mortals.
If you don't make up for the shortcomings in your soul, I'm afraid you will encounter a lot of trouble in the future.
The love of parents, brotherhood, and husband-wife love, these are basic human feelings, but he has never enjoyed them since he came to this world.
I think that enjoying loneliness is the eternal emotion of practitioners, but I have forgotten that before enduring endless loneliness, eternal beautiful emotions should have been established in my heart. This is the emotional sustenance after embarking on loneliness.
Just when Zhuang Jiutian's thoughts were racing, strong men from the human and demon tribes had already broken through the gate of the ancient palace.
The ancient aura that had been sealed for thousands of years spurted out, and the massive life essence emitted from the Qing Emperor's heart was mixed with it, directly overturning the strong men of the human and demon clans to the ground.
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Then, those people who had lost their sense, the strong men of the demon and demon tribes, rushed into the ancient palace like crazy.
He didn't care about the physical discomfort caused by the beating of Qing Emperor's heart, or even the flaws in his skills and magical powers.
"Poof!"
"boom!"
"Kacha!"
The sounds of flesh being torn apart were heard one after another, and magical weapons of various shapes released colorful light, harvesting lives one after another.
Within a few breaths, most of the monks who rushed towards the ancient palace were dead, leaving only the leader of Lingxu Cave and the two big monsters.
Subsequently, the descendant of Qing Emperor who occupied Pang Bo's body also broke free from the seal imposed by the elder of Lingxu Cave and flew into the ancient palace.
Immediately afterwards, several big demons in the distance and the remaining Supreme Elders from Lingxu Cave rushed into the ancient palace.
The humans and monsters who can survive the first round of fighting are both elite.
The battle between them was indeed better than the previous battle and was much more powerful.
Unfortunately, their cultivation was too weak. The beating of Qing Emperor's heart was a little stronger, which caused the space to vibrate, directly injuring them.
In an instant, there were roars and roars.
The blood flowers of death also infected the ancient palace.
Seeing this, Zhuang Jiutian felt a pity that such a clean and tidy ancient palace was stained by them.
It was only then that Zhuang Jiucai discovered that the seals placed on those treasures by Emperor Qing had disappeared at some point.
And the scene of deep brotherly love was staged again.
Pang Bo, whose body was possessed by the old demon, unexpectedly hit Ye Fan, who was far away from the crater, with the golden page recording the Wheel and Sea Scroll of the "Tao Jing" at this time.
Zhuang Jiutian could see through his physical body that Pang Bo, whose soul had been suppressed by the old demon, was cursing the descendants of the Qing Emperor.
"Old monster, your Master Pang is not dead yet, you can't even hope to get a treasure."
Zhuang Jiutian discovered that Pang Bo's spirit was so tenacious, and even had the ability to resist under the oppression of the old demon. This was not a spirit that normal people could possess.
Normal monks, after the old demon enters the body, the soul will be completely imprisoned, and even become an idiot directly after being squeezed by the huge soul.
Sure enough, those who can be brothers with the people of destiny have their own special qualities.
However, Zhuang Jiutian felt a little sorry for this miserable descendant of Qing Emperor.
The descendants of other great emperors are rich in resources, powerful, and protected by imperial soldiers. Even though hundreds of thousands of years have passed, they are still majestic.
But Zhuang Jiutian couldn't bear to see him in such a miserable state.
Although the so-called descendants of Qing Emperor are only the descendants of Qing Lian who evolved from Qing Emperor using his imperial blood.
After getting to the bottom of it, their heels are still extremely pure.
Zhuang Jiutian quietly captured a trace of the soul origin from his soul, and then obtained a drop of emperor's blood from Qing Emperor's heart. After ingesting them into the World-Suppressing Divine Monument, he used Dafa to condense a body without soul.
's physical body.
Of course, there is no cultivation.
Then he sealed his physical body in his soul.
When one day his soul is in danger, his physical body will carry his soul and escape far away, leaving an extra incense for the Qing Emperor.
Otherwise, the little girl in the distance would really become a homeless dog hiding in XZ.
Even though there are imperial soldiers, not many people really respect him.