There are various formations and restrictions in the Holy King's Mansion, making it impossible for ordinary people to sneak in quietly.
And in the depths of the Holy King's Mansion, there stands a majestic spiritual mountain. The mountain is steep and the soil is covered with colorful holy clouds.
A thirty-three-story ancient pagoda is built in the mountains, giving people a sense of mystery.
Xie Canghai swallowed a heaven-grade healing elixir worth hundreds of millions, barely recovered 60-70% of his injuries, and rushed here immediately.
Because Mr. Shenya told him that this Holy King's Mansion is located at the node of all the ancient inscriptions in the Holy City of the Eastern Region, and is a key place.
The node of the ancient inscription is not in the main city of the Holy King's Mansion in the Eastern Region, but it is here. This is an unusual thing.
When Jie Canghai stepped into Lingshan Mountain, it was like stepping through a water curtain and emerging into a vast small world.
Lingshan still stands in front of you.
However, the ancient pagoda in Lingshan showed its true appearance. It actually had three hundred and thirty-three floors, reaching into the clouds. It was so towering that it could oppress people's souls. It was ten times taller than what it looked like outside.
Times, a thousand times bigger.
A smile appeared on Xie Canghai's face: "This is the true form of the ancient pagoda. What you see from the outside is just an illusion. It should be the control hub of the ancient inscriptions of the Holy City in the Eastern Region. Mr. Shenya really doesn't have it."
Wrong calculation."
Suddenly, the smile on Xie Canghai's face froze and he saw an old man with silver hair sitting under the tower.
The old man was dressed simply, his face was wrinkled, and his eyes were cloudy.
In front of him, there was a dead and rotten tree root. The root was so rotten that the wood would break into pieces at the slightest touch.
However, the old man seemed unwilling to do so. He took a knife in his hand and carved on it, as if he wanted to carve out a stunning work.
"Da da."
Xie Canghai walked over step by step, stood upright on the opposite side, and said: "Rotten wood cannot be carved, you'd better replace it with the roots of a tree."
The old man did not raise his head, immersed in the world of carving, and said: "Rotten wood naturally has its own carving method. Rotten wood cannot be carved, which only means that the carving skills are not enough."
Although the old man's hand was as skinny as firewood, he seemed unable to hold a knife steadily.
However, every pattern he carved was mysterious and had the same trajectory as the rules of heaven and earth. Every knife had rules of heaven and earth attached to it.
It is both carving and understanding the way of heaven.
Ordinary monks cannot see the mystery.
However, Xie Canghai saw the clues and was secretly shocked, "Kehen Hedao. This person's understanding of the rules of heaven and earth is actually better than mine. Is there such a master in the Kunlun world?"
"What do you call me?" Xie Canghai said calmly.
The old man said: "Chen Yuhua."
Zhang Ruochen, who was hiding far away, was shocked when he heard the name.
Is Chen Yuhua still alive?
Chen Yuhua was the ancestor of the Chen family. Eight hundred years ago, he helped the Qing Emperor pacify the Eastern Region and made great contributions. After the establishment of the First Central Empire, Chi Yao named him one of the twelve heroes of the founding of the country.
Eight hundred years ago, Chen Yuhua was one of the strongest men under the Nine Emperors.
Just now, when Zhang Ruochen's mood fluctuated, both Xie Canghai and Chen Yuhua glanced at his hiding place.
Ignored him.
Obviously, in the eyes of Xie Canghai and Chen Yuhua, the other party is the enemy.
Xie Canghai clasped his hands in his fists and said: "It turns out that I am the ancestor of the Chen family, but I am disrespectful. I want to enter the tower and look at the scenery of the Holy City in the East. I wonder if Daoyou Chen can give in?"
"The scenery of the Holy City in the Eastern Region belongs to the Kunlun Realm, not to another world."
Chen Yuhua's voice was quite hoarse as he continued: "I am staying here to guard the tower. Your Excellency cannot enter. Please leave quickly and don't disturb me carving rotten wood."
Xie Canghai smiled and said: "Although Daoyou Chen's realm is high, he is too old and has long passed his prime. His blood is declining and his body is not as good as before. If we really fight, we will definitely lose within a hundred moves. Why not retreat immediately?
, maybe you can still save your life?”
"You only have a few years to live, so what difference does it make if you retreat or not?" Chen Yuhua said calmly.
Xie Canghai shook his head and sighed, saying: "It's a pity, it's a pity that your qualifications are still a little bit behind after all, and you are destined to be unable to enter the realm of the Great Sage in your lifetime. Otherwise, you can at least extend your life for a thousand years."
Upon hearing this, Chen Yuhua stopped holding the knife in his hand.
The pattern being carved is broken.
Obviously, Chen Yuhua's calm mind was disturbed by Xie Canghai's words.
After eight hundred years of hard training, his cultivation has progressed slowly. In fact, Chen Yuhua has long known that he has reached his upper limit and has no hope of reaching the realm of a great saint in this life.
This was limited by his qualifications and was his biggest regret in his life.
At this moment, Xie Canghai seized the opportunity, and the demonic energy all over his body burst out, condensing into a black demonic dragon in the palm of his hand, making an earth-shattering dragon roar, and surged towards Chen Yuhua.
The sound of the air exploding, the earth shattering, and the surging demonic energy intertwined together, like rolling thunder, which shook Zhang Ruochen's eardrums hiding in the distance to pieces.
Zhang Ruochen didn't care about exposing his body, and activated the divine patterns carved on his body by the Moon God, so he could withstand the impact of the aftermath of the battle.
Looking towards the direction of the ancient pagoda again, he saw that the knife in Chen Yuhua's hand turned into a giant flaming blade, slashing across it and cutting off the head of the black dragon.
"Wow——"
Xie Canghai's second move had already been struck, holding Xuantian's battle ax in both hands and slashing straight down.
The battle ax not only bursts out the perfect power of Qiyao, but also releases a divine power that has the power to open up the world.
If this ax were used elsewhere, it would definitely be able to split the land thousands of miles apart and wipe out thousands of creatures in a territory.
Chen Yuhua showed a solemn look, and the flaming giant blade in his hand also showed seven layers of holy power light waves, colliding with Xuantian's battle axe.
"Boom."
In Lingshan, countless ancient inscriptions were activated, turning into colorful rays of light rising into the sky, dissolving the power of Chen Yuhua and Xie Canghai, and preventing it from pouring out of Lingshan.
The next battle became more fierce.
The perfect power of Qiyao continued to escape, causing Zhang Ruochen's eyes to burst with pain. He could only see half of the spiritual mountain covered by light waves, and two figures were fighting fiercely, and the battle was turned upside down.
"It's so scary. Xie Canghai was so seriously injured, how did he recover so quickly? Does he have a heavenly healing holy pill?" Zhang Ruochen became a little nervous.
If Chen Yuhua is defeated, Xie Canghai will take control of the ancient pagoda, thereby controlling the ancient inscriptions in the Holy City in the Eastern Region.
The two most important trump cards for the Chen family to be the lord of the Eastern Region are the control of the ancient inscriptions and the Zhoutian Formation. The hub of the ancient inscriptions is this ancient tower.
The hub of the Zhoutian Formation is the main city of the Holy King's Mansion in the Eastern Region.
If you control the ancient inscriptions, you can restrain the Zhoutian Formation.
"Boom."
Chen Yuhua burst back and retreated to the bottom of the ancient pagoda, with holy blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Xie Canghai's figure appeared, like an unparalleled demon god holding a battle axe, laughing loudly: "I have long said that you have passed your prime, and you are as old as a piece of rotten wood. A hundred moves.
Inside, maybe you can still hold on, but you will definitely be defeated after a hundred moves. You are old, it is time to go to the grave!"
"Pop."
The giant flaming blade in Chen Yuhua's hand shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.
A sacred instrument with seven radiances and ten thousand patterns was destroyed in this way.
"Chen Yuhua seems to be really too old. His fighting power is not as good as in his prime. He probably won't be able to stop Xie Canghai."
Zhang Ruochen summoned the Qingtian Pagoda and rushed towards the ancient pagoda, preparing to join forces with Chen Yuhua to fight against Jie Canghai.
Xie Canghai glanced sideways and recognized Zhang Ruochen, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You can't find anything after wearing iron shoes, but you took the initiative to come to the door. You, a junior, really have a lot of problems."
Xie Canghai didn't dare to entrust him, so he took out a battle picture from his arms.
The battle map is made from the skin of a great sage-level beast.
Unfolding the battle map, what is drawn on the scroll is a majestic and horned beast, with teeth and claws, and is extremely ferocious.
Xie Canghai pressed his palm on the picture scroll, and immediately, the beast in the picture rushed out from the battle picture. Its body was dozens of feet tall, and it released a huge holy power and attacked Zhang Ruochen.
It is not really a great sage-level Jie beast, but a soul shadow. At the same time, there are also various special inscriptions integrated into it by masters of painting.
"Dragon Elephant Divine Furnace."
Zhang Ruochen had no time to activate the power of the Qingtian Pagoda, so he formed a Dragon-Elephant Prajna Palm, his whole body burned, and he struck with one palm, colliding with the beast.
The beast was so powerful that it knocked Zhang Ruochen away.
The divine patterns on Zhang Ruochen's body flickered, neutralizing 90% of the power erupted by the beast. Therefore, after falling to the ground, Zhang Ruochen slapped his palm on the ground, immediately ejected, and rushed over again.
Chen Yuhua wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said: "Your Excellency is indeed very strong, but this is the territory of the Chen family. As long as the ancient inscriptions are activated, you will definitely die."
Xie Canghai laughed: "Since I am here, I have a way to deal with the ancient inscriptions."
Xie Canghai took out a pearl the size of a human head and threw it upwards. The pearl suspended in mid-air.
In Lingshan, all the holy energy of heaven and earth was sucked in by the pearl, as if it was drawn into a vacuum.
Whether it is inscriptions or formations, the power that bursts out is not generated out of thin air. It requires holy energy to activate, holy stones, and even divine stones to operate.
The ancient pagoda is indeed the hub for controlling the ancient inscriptions in the Holy City of the Eastern Region, but the holy energy of heaven and earth has been sucked away, and the ancient pagoda has temporarily lost its function.
Xie Canghai laughed loudly: "Is it time for you to despair now?"
Chen Yuhua remained calm, and his eyes gradually became sharp and determined. He was no longer as senile as before, but instead full of energy and formidable energy.
"Don't you just want to seize the Chen family's "Four-Nine Mysterious Skills"? Today, I will let you see how powerful the special skills in the "Four-Nine Mysterious Skills" are."
Xie Canghai didn't believe that Chen Yuhua could reach his peak state again. He must have used some kind of secret technique to burn his remaining lifespan and wanted to fight him to the death.