It is still the mountain fire area, this is the entire blood prison, and it is also the only trace left by the Chinese saints in the entire world.
After sending Aizen and Leshi back to the area, Zhuo Yifan came here alone. He urgently needed strength to support himself and the world that was about to be broken.
Wuzhi Mountain in the treasure land still maintains its original appearance, and ordinary people can't see anything abnormal at all.
But the young demon king is not what he used to be. He created the Five Emperors Demon King Way and has a deeper understanding of the power of the five elements. Before he can get close, he feels a powerful restraining force coming towards him.
"The power of the five elements is truly worthy of its reputation." He praised that the power of the five elements can transform the heaven and the earth, allowing the sun and the moon to carry it. If it has the power of the four images at the same time, the power of the seal will be even more powerful. Even a true god will have a hard time escaping.
At the beginning, the old man of the Saint clan was injured and was accidentally suppressed to this point. Now, thousands of years have passed, and he has survived despite the seal. You know that he is by no means a simple person.
"Senior, I'm here. I once said that one day I will help you get out of trouble." Zhuo Yifan stood in front of the mountain, stretched out his hand, and divine light shone in the palm of his hand. Densely packed runes flew out from there, instantly surrounding the entire mountain.
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The thousand-year-old seal of the Five Elements had long been loosened, and could not withstand the power of the Five Emperors' Demon Emperor's Dao. With a roar, a loud noise erupted there, and the entire mountain floated up, revealing the palace hidden deep beneath the surface.
At this moment, a powerful sword intent suddenly burst out from the distance, accompanied by almost crazy laughter: "Hahahaha!"
This aura is astonishing, coming in like a tidal wave.
Zhuo Yifan did not hide or dodge. He stood there and felt the sword intention. What a transcendent sword!
"The vast seal of heaven and earth. My sword can cut the secrets of heaven!" Then, a figure fell down along with the sword intent that rushed out. It was the old man from the mountain.
He looked at Zhuo Yifan with a very moved expression and said, "I didn't expect that I would be rescued by you after all."
"It's not too late, senior." Zhuo Yifan smiled and said, "The battle of the gods is about to begin. I wonder if senior would be willing to go with me."
"God's war..."
The sword master laughed: "I am sealed. I am helplessly watching the saints disappear little by little. It is so powerless. I suffer and die every day without any relief. The person who brings me a glimmer of life now is you. If you don't dislike me
What's the harm in taking this old bone with you?"
"How can I dislike it? With seniors joining us, Tianmen will become even stronger!"
Zhuo Yifan said, he raised his eyes and looked at the old man: "The glory of the saints will not be annihilated. The legends they created for the human race will be continued by my hands..."
The treasured land of the Saints. With a flash of light, he and the Sword Master stepped into a passage and disappeared from here.
Tianyu Beitang, inside the palace.
"Your Majesty, Jiang Nan has announced to the world that he has officially surrendered to Jiulong Mountain, claiming that he will seize Beitang's unification..." The court hall was empty, with only Liu Changqing making a report to Beitang Xian.
Almost everyone defected to King Jiang, including Beitang Xian's most trusted person, Chen Shijun, who also surrendered. Not only that, they also secretly took away the scroll left by the master.
"puff!"
Beitang Xian feebly slapped the dragon chair and spat out a mouthful of blood: "Damn Chen Shijun! I treated him badly, but I actually fanned the flames and threatened the ministers... Do I, Beitang, really want to be annihilated like this?"
Nowadays, the trees have fallen and the hozens have dispersed. The great dynasty in the past has become dim in a blink of an eye, and no one will be willing to accept it.
For several days, Beitangxian was warned by Jiang Nan, asking him to dethrone himself from the throne and retreat behind the scenes to become his subordinate.
"It's really too much to deceive others. Do you really think you can be lawless and do whatever you want by relying on Jiulong Mountain?" Beitang Xian said coldly.
Today, he received an ultimatum. The filthy words in it were unsightly and made him angry and angry.
Beitang Xian was born unable to practice. If Jiang Nan wanted to seize the throne with his current strength and status, he could only snap his fingers. But now the other party has not taken action. The reason is just to stabilize Beitang's imperial power. Because if he takes it by force
If we seize it, it will inevitably damage the general government. The gain outweighs the losses, so we can only waste time with him.
"It's a pity that the master back then has traveled far away, and the minister has sent people around for many years without getting any information. If we can call him, we will definitely scare them to death." Liu Changqing said, he was naturally referring to the young devil king.
"If Jiang Nan gets the imperial throne, manages Beitang well and lets my royal family go, what's the problem if I abdicate? But now he ignores his past kindness and bullies others too much! Once he gets the imperial throne, Beitang will be greatly damaged.
At the same time, everyone in my royal family will be captured and tortured by him!" Beitangxian said trying his best to calm down his emotions.
"It's a pity that the little prince has amazing talent. If he can get guidance from an expert, he will definitely become famous in the future..." Liu Changqing sighed. His face was haggard and wrinkled. He was very tired.
"Changqing, I have suffered a lot from you these past few years... If you run away now, I will never blame you..." Beitangxian couldn't continue.
At this point, he has no way to turn around, and Beitang's past has finally turned into dust, with the winds of history passing by.
"His Majesty!"
Concubine Hua stepped forward, hugged Beitang Xian, and said, "Maybe we still have a glimmer of hope..."
As she spoke, she took out a delicate little cloth bag and carefully opened it in front of several people. There was a pine needle hidden inside.
"What is this?" Liu Changqing only glanced at it and felt that this pine needle was extraordinary and had strong spiritual energy flowing on it.
"When the master was about to leave, he handed this pine needle to me. He said that if there is any difficulty in Beitang in the future, if he holds the pine needle in his hand and prays sincerely, he will definitely come to help..." Hua Rong said, feeling a little sad.
Because although she kept this matter in her heart, she never thought that doing so would have any effect, because it was too ridiculous. Why does Jiulong Mountain need a clan? Now that Jiang Nan has defected to it, once she fights with it, she will be with the entire
Jiulong Mountain is against him. No matter how powerful this expert is, how can he become an enemy of the Nine Dragon King for his little Beitang?
As for telling the truth now, it's just like treating a dead horse like a living horse.
"Confused!"
When Beitangxian heard this, he was furious and stood up suddenly: "A master with such a status must do what he says! How can you doubt it!"
"Pray quickly! Maybe we can call the experts to come!" Liu Changqing said hurriedly: "The situation is urgent now, and Jiang Nan may not be able to sit still."
Beitangxian took the pine needles with a pious face. He knelt on his knees and silently prayed to God to bless Beitang.
When several old officials around him saw this, they felt that Beitang Xian had gone crazy. They were worried and sentimental. How could the country of Beitang have fallen into such a state?
At this moment, divine light emitted from the palace. Beitang Xian suddenly raised his head. He was surprised to find that the pine needle in his palm turned into a string of runes and flew out. A magic circle was constructed in the inner palace, and then a divine pillar emerged from the array.
Rushing out, someone appeared during the period, alarming the few ministers and guards in the palace.
"What?!" Countless people were surprised. They didn't expect that the pine needle was really effective, and they found that they couldn't detect the opponent's strength at all, because it was too much higher than theirs and unfathomable.
Sure enough, Liu Changqing saw Zhuo Yifan, the mysterious master in the painting studio back then, who appeared immediately after sensing the prayer and was walking out of the formation... (To be continued...)