An ancient sad voice came from the box: "The blood of the Three Emperors, Xuanyuan Sword, I didn't expect it to be five thousand years..."
Chen Xuan felt a storm in his heart when he heard this. The big devil could see two things in his hand.
Things are so weird.
"Who are you?" Chen Xuan asked this sentence subconsciously.
"You don't have to be afraid, child."
"I am Shennong, the father of Huangdi, and the emperor's name is Shaodian."
"Of course, now I am just a wisp of remnant soul."
Every sound from the box made Chen Xuan extremely shocked and incredible.
In this mysterious box on the top floor of the Chuangong Pavilion of Yanhun Moying Sect, the souls of two human emperors Shennong and Fuxi's father were actually enclosed?
This is really beyond Chen Xuan’s ability to accept!
Even if the box is blocked with the most powerful formless demon among the devils, he will not be surprised.
But now the devil in the box told him that he was Shaodian, one of the emperors of the Great Xia Dynasty?
Chen Xuan was shocked and a moment of blankness appeared in his mind. After he reacted, he thought that what he could not believe in the mountains and sea realms was what a demon said. The demon in the box probably saw that he had obtained the inheritance of the Three Emperors, so he lied to him that he was the Emperor Shaodian and wanted him to help unblock the ban.
This must be the case!
The more Chen Xuan thought about it, the more he felt it made sense. He immediately said coldly: "The Great Xia Dynasty was destroyed because of the Yuanshi Demon Lord. I don't believe that the dignified Shaodian Emperor would become a lackey under the Yuanshi Demon Lord."
"Hahahahahaha..." The devil in the box couldn't help laughing wildly when he heard Chen Xuan's words, but there was a hint of helpless desolation in his laughter.
"Child, you don't know the inside story of the collapse of the Great Xia Dynasty back then, so it's normal for you to not believe me."
"But think about it, I can kill you at any time or force you to unblock the ban for me, why do you still make up a lie that sounds very false?"
"Isn't the most fragile thing in attacking people's hearts the best thing for you devils?" Chen Xuan asked coldly.
The devil in the box sighed quietly when he saw that Chen Xuan did not believe it at all.
The next moment, Chen Xuan sensed that someone was running up at the stairs. He was shocked and immediately flashed to the side.
The person who came up was the mysterious ghost.
The ghost's body appeared and seemed to be difficult to maintain its soul body. It seemed that fighting with two puppets just now caused its vitality to be greatly damaged.
I don’t know how this mysterious ghost defeated the puppet and came up to the top floor.
As soon as the mysterious ghost came up, the demon in the box stopped talking and even completely restrained the demonic energy.
"Boy, why haven't you taken off the box for me?" The mysterious ghost saw Chen Xuan and spoke a little suspiciously.
It was the top master of the Yanhun Moying Sect back then. Over the past few hundred years, it was fought with the two puppets guarding the gate several times, but they were suppressed, so they could only lie dormant and recover from the wounds. Unexpectedly, after the two puppets fought with him several times, their spiritual power was almost exhausted, but they couldn't see it on the surface. But when they were halfway through the fight, the two puppets lost their spiritual power, so he could easily get up.
Chen Xuan frowned and said, "You can come up by yourself, why don't you take the box yourself and ask me to take it? This is an extravagant way?"
"Hmph, I'll ask you to take it, you'll get it! Say so much nonsense, are you looking for death?" The mysterious ghost was furious and seemed very irritable.
Chen Xuan sensed that the aura of this mysterious ghost was much weaker than before, so he was even more fearless: "Are you sure you can kill me now?"
"You! Hum!"
The mysterious ghost with the Golden Pill stage cultivation level was actually a little afraid of Chen Xuan's strength. Thinking of the special vitality that Chen Xuan burst out, he finally decided to go over and take off the box himself.
Walking carefully to the box, the mysterious ghost only sensed a faint soul power in the box, and a curve appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Shaodian, Shaodian, five thousand years, your residual soul has finally reached its weakest moment. You caused my entire sect to be wiped out, but now you still want to be refined by me? Hahahaha..."
The mysterious ghost laughed a few times, with deep resentment in his smile. Then he pinched his fingers with both hands and pushed them out of thin air. Dozens of black chains wrapped around the box actually shrank towards the wall.
Chen Xuan looked surprised.
The mysterious ghost was able to unlock the ban so easily, which forced Chen Xuan to suspect that the ban on the box was set up by this mysterious ghost.
When all the black chains are untied, the mysterious ghost will reach out to grab the box floating in the air.
Suddenly, a dark gray demonic energy burst out from the box that was more violent than when he attacked Chen Xuan before, instantly covering the mysterious ghost.
"ah!"
The mysterious ghost screamed bitterly, and his soul body was constantly eroded by the demonic energy, and soon became dying.
The box was shining with black light, and opened the lid. In Chen Xuan's shocked gaze, a shadow wrapped in dark gray demonic energy shot out from the box, which fell to the floor and changed to a mighty man with a tall and burly body, wearing a golden dragon and a yellow robe, and a golden jade crown.
The mighty man looked at the mysterious ghost kneeling on the ground with a look of contempt, and said domineeringly: "Youhuo Mingjun, you who have the cultivation level of Hedao Zhenren seven hundred years ago cannot resist my demonic defilement. Now that his cultivation level has fallen to the golden elixir stage, how dare you come to unblock the ban?"
"No, it's impossible! Your residual soul has been refined by the ancestors of my Yanhun Moying Sect for more than 4,000 years with the Nine Netherworld Fire. How can you maintain your cultivation level during your lifetime?" The mysterious ghost known as the Netherworld King was swallowed by the demonic energy. While resisting, he shouted in horror. He obviously could not believe the facts that were happening in front of him.
The mighty man shook his head, opened his five fingers with his right hand, and the demonic energy that wrapped around Youhuo Mingjun suddenly contracted. Youhuo Mingjun's soul let out another shrill scream.
Chen Xuan looked aside and was secretly frightened.
The cultivation of this mighty man is really unfathomable. The mysterious ghost with the strength of the Golden Pill stage is completely unable to resist when facing this person.
The screams of Youhuo Mingjun turned into unwillingness, anger, and crazy roar, and then gradually became low. In the end, he laughed: "Shennong, the father of Huangdi, Emperor Shaodian, has now become a lackey under the Yuanshi Demon Lord. Compared to the entire sect of our Yanhun Moying Sect, you, no, you should be the Shaodian Demon Emperor. Your fate is ten thousand times more ridiculous than my sect! Hahahaha..."
The mighty man's thick eyebrows were condensed, and he controlled the demonic energy to completely wrap the soul body of Youhuo Mingjun. The laughter of Youhuo Mingjun stopped abruptly.
Chen Xuan watched the mighty man shrink the demonic energy that wrapped the Youhuo Mingjun into a dark gray sphere and float on the right palm of the mighty man. The man seemed to be considering whether to crush the sphere.
However, the next moment, the mighty man looked at Chen Xuan like a torch, making Chen Xuan feel nervous.
"Child, Fuxi's spirit in heaven, sends you to me, and recognizes you as the inheritor of the Three Emperors."
The mighty man showed his domineering spirit in every move, but his tone of speaking to Chen Xuan was very gentle, and he had no intention of hurting Chen Xuan.