Ye Shen resisted in her heart, but when the words came to her lips, she could only obey.
He probably didn't know where he got the courage, so he led Ling Xiao to a dark ancient palace in the center of the Jiao Clan.
The temple in front of me was obviously different from the surrounding ancient temples. It exuded a cold and evil aura.
There seems to be a pattern flashing on it, containing the power of sealing.
"Huh? It's really something magical."
Ling Xiao stopped and looked at the hundred-foot-high black palace, a hint of joy filling his brows.
Now the combat power in his hands, Jiuyou, Duoying and Wuxie are in the realm of the God King.
This ancestor of the Jiao clan is at the level of the God-Emperor.
These four people are all the strong men he can bring to the table.
But these four people alone are obviously not enough to compete against the Holy Religion.
Although Ling Tian, Ye Qingchan and others are extremely talented, they still need time to grow.
Therefore, what Ling Xiao has to do now is to accumulate as much strength as possible.
If there really is a peerless evil demon in this devil abyss, it will naturally be a threat to the world.
But those who are enemies of the world are not our good friends.
No matter how bad it is, he has ten thousand ways to escape. To say it is dangerous is too exaggerated.
"Young Master... this Suojiaoyuan has always been the place where the most evil people of our Jiao clan are dealt with. You..."
"Haha, brother, have you ever thought about why it is necessary to enter the devil's abyss to punish your fellow tribesmen? Maybe the people who set such rules have their own problems."
Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at the three big characters written by dragons and phoenixes in the middle of the black hall.
Lock Jiaoyuan!
It's just that above these three words, not only is there no evil spirit, but it is filled with a touch of Taoism.
Is this something a demon can do?
This was obviously done by humans!
"The one who sets the rules..."
Suddenly, a look of confusion flashed across the face of the ancestor of the Jiao clan.
Who made this rule?
He actually couldn't remember clearly for a while!
It shouldn't be. The Jiao clan only lasts three generations to his generation. Although it's a bit old, it's not to the point where he has forgotten where he came from.
Could it be...that there really is a ghost?
"Ye Lang, from today on, you are the master of the Jiao clan. Young master, please."
Ye Shen hesitated for a moment, but finally explained the funeral arrangements in advance.
Once there is danger in this abyss, he will risk his life to protect the young master.
In this line of work, he is at risk of falling into decline.
"Let's go."
Ling Xiao smiled calmly, without saying any more nonsense, he directly pushed open the black palace door and walked in.
"Buzz!"
A strange and gloomy aura, accompanied by a blood energy that seemed to come from the past, rushed towards me in an instant.
Ye Shen's face changed, and there was fear in her eyes, but she finally raised her feet and walked in front of Ling Xiao, her whole body shimmering with spiritual light, blocking all the fishy wind.
"Young Master, follow me."
The two of them walked forward until they reached the depths of the ancient palace, and then their pace slowed down.
At this moment, what appeared in front of Ling Xiao was a dark demonic abyss.
The black mist shrouded it, like a demon coming.
"This is the Suojiao Abyss of our clan. It is here that members of our clan who have committed serious sins are thrown into the abyss. For hundreds of years, no one has been able to come out again."
Ye Shen took a deep breath, the spiritual light outside her body was bright, and it was obvious that she had a deep taboo.
"It's interesting. Come on, brother, let's go down and see what kind of big demon is hiding here."
Ling Xiao raised his feet and stepped into the demonic abyss. Behind him, Ye Shen gritted his teeth. In the end, he did not dare to hesitate at all and followed Ling Xiao towards the bottom of the abyss.
For some reason, ever since he came to the Jiao Clan, he always had a hunch that there were some answers he wanted in this demonic abyss.
at the same time.
On the outskirts of the secret realm, Zhou Yang, the descendant of the Zhou family, looked coldly at a figure in black above his head, with a hint of wariness in his eyes.
"Who are you?"
Next to Zhouyang, there were several geniuses from the ancient clan standing, with a bit of surprise on their faces at this time.
In this secret realm, there are still people who dare to block their way!
Although the mysterious young man in front of him was wearing a mask, the murderous intention between his brows was undisguised.
Not Ling Xiao, not Xia Chen, nor the young master of the Ancient Puppet Sect.
But how many people in Eastern Xinjiang dare to be enemies with Zhou Yang?
"The person who wants your life."
The young man in black smiled calmly and disappeared directly. When he reappeared, he was already among the crowd.
"Huh? Damn it!!! Let's take action together!"
Feeling the terrifying aura surging outside the figure, the expressions of the geniuses of the ancient clan changed instantly.
And Zhou Yang was worthy of being a descendant of a rich family. Although his face was a little gloomy at this time, he didn't show the slightest hint of panic.
Outside his body, the monstrous spiritual light gradually surged, and his palm suddenly came out, directly touching the veil on the face of the figure in black.
He wanted to see who dared to threaten to kill him.
"Buzz."
A harsh buzzing sound echoed through the sky, but Zhou Yang's palm failed to touch the black shadow in the end.
Lowering his head and looking at the black dagger stuck in his heart, Zhou Yang's expression gradually solidified.
How can it be?
How could it be so strong?
He didn't even see clearly how he took action, and the battle was over?
The wind blew and lifted a corner of the dark shadow veil.
Zhou Yang's originally dull face instantly showed a frightening shock!
"It's...it's you!!"
In the distant sky, some geniuses gradually stopped and looked towards this place.
Just when he saw the slaughtered party, he immediately turned his head and flew into the distance.
joke!
That figure in black had even killed the descendants of the Zhou clan. If they stayed here any longer, wouldn't they be seeking death?
But before they could run very far, they heard a deafening scream suddenly coming from behind.
"Taixuan Daozi!!! It's you!!"
The boundless evil energy began to spread, covering the entire sky in an instant.
But those talented monsters who escaped only heard the screams that kept coming from behind, and their hearts had already become cold.
Taixuan...Daozi?!
The one who killed Zhou Yang just now was Taixuan Daozi?!
But...how is that possible?
That aura is clearly mixed with endless demonic intent?
Could it be...
Many people only feel a chill rising from the soles of their feet and reaching the top of their heads.
It turns out that this hidden ancient sect was actually founded by a great demon?!
It turns out that all of this is a scam!
No wonder!!
No wonder that whenever the geniuses of Eastern Xinjiang enter this secret realm, only a few of them can finally get out.
It turned out that they did not fall into the ruins, but were killed by Taixuan Daozi!
Suddenly, many geniuses changed their direction and began to escape towards the entrance of the ruins.
At this time, they only hope that this trip to the secret realm can end as soon as possible. As for the fairy treasures hidden in it... they are not worth mentioning.
If you can live, doesn’t it smell good?
I hope Taixuan Daozi didn't see them and spared their lives!
But...this wish seems too extravagant!
Duiying stood on the top of the sky, looking at the several figures fleeing in all directions. A beautiful smile suddenly appeared on his originally indifferent face.