So, after seeing through the hidden formations here, Ye Qingfeng used the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron again and headed towards the next place of wealth.
The place of wealth is of course the end of the third chain.
At the end of the iron chain, what was tied was a human being kneeling on the ground.
The kneeling human race was also made of fine iron, wore a noble armor, had no head, and was kneeling on its knees with its hands tied behind its back.
Tu Tian opened his mouth and said immediately: "With this appearance, he should be the enemy of the Eight Demon King during his lifetime."
"It is possible." Ye Qingfeng blinked and said, "It only has a torso, but no head or face. Perhaps the person kneeling on the ground does not refer to a specific person, but represents the entire human race."
"The entire human race?!"
Tu Tian exclaimed, but then thought about it and then said,
"It is possible! After all, the Demon King of the Eight Tribes is a quasi-emperor. He was invincible in his life and had few human enemies. It is worth caring about him after his death! The demons and humans are in opposition, and the humans are blocking him from unifying this big star.
, the human race is blocking his path to enlightenment and becoming emperor, so it is reasonable for him to hate the human race!"
Xihe suddenly said: "According to what you said, the kneeling figure can not only represent the entire human race, but also specifically refer to a certain human emperor who blocked him from becoming the emperor..."
At this point, the meaning behind Xihe's words was already clear.
Several humans, looking at the kneeling human, already had the answer in their hearts.
The Willow King and the Mouse King also reacted and remained silent for the time being.
A person who means the Great Emperor is kneeling here, whether he is from the human race or the demon race. To identify his identity at this time is like a great insult to him.
Ye Qingfeng and others did not tell the truth, but carefully observed the hidden lines on the headless figure.
"Ah! I know!" After a long time, the little demon vine suddenly had an idea, swung its flowers and leaves, and said excitedly, "Is he the beginningless emperor of the human race? It's the beginningless emperor kneeling here, isn't he?"
Xihe raised his hand, pinched the demonic vine, and tried to pull it out by the roots. He also threatened, "Shh, don't talk nonsense. Who can call a headless person an old man?"
"But, just now, you, obviously..." The little demon vine felt aggrieved. It looked smart for a moment and felt that it was not wrong.
"Good boy, don't talk too much. Silence is your gold." Liu Jing stretched out a branch and protected the delicate little demon vine in Cong Xihe's hand.
Moreover, Liu Jing was secretly glad that her dog brother did not hear this.
Brother Gou is the Great One who pulls everything together, and he is also a crazy admirer and follower of the Great One.
If Brother Dog were to know that a figure suspected of being the Emperor Wu Shi was hiding in a kneeling position at the bottom of the sea, Brother Dog would have to dig up the figure with his dog to come and bite the figure a few times.
Of course, biting the human statue does not mean disrespecting the Emperor Wu Shi, but rather destroying the blasphemous human statue.
"Ah... sneeze!"
The black dog, who was still trapped in the cold northern plains, was suddenly so cold that he sneezed loudly.
However, it is also very good at comforting itself. It trembled on its four legs and kept thinking in its heart: "There must be someone who loves me and misses me!"
Under the vast sea of Nanling, Ye Qingfeng carefully looked at the headless figure, front and back, up and down, from neck to feet.
This headless figure still has the immobilization rune pattern and the explosive rune rune superimposed on it.
The rune pattern itself was nothing new to Ye Qingfeng.
However, because the trend of the human figure is different from that of the black turtle, it is also different from the trend of the skull demon god.
Therefore, on those bronze statues, the superimposition and intersection of the two runes are also different and clever.
Ye Qingfeng kept those clever superpositions in mind, and after some deductions of his own, he benefited a lot.
If we say that when I first saw the black turtle, I only felt that there were two overlapping talisman patterns, and I was only 10% sure.
Well, after seeing the skull-headed demon god and the headless human statue one after another, her confidence in breaking the talisman formation has increased to 20%.
This is already very difficult. After all, it is the Dao pattern laid down by the Quasi-Emperor, and Ye
Qingfeng has improved again in such a short period of time.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"
Duan De looked at Ye Qingfeng's calm face and intelligent profile, and felt a wave of peace of mind.
The collaborator he chose this time was indeed right, and he was countless times more reliable than that black dog.
"Ah... sneeze!"
The black dog, whose teeth were chattering with the cold, sneezed loudly again and cursed, "Who is your pet again, talking about me?!"
After Duan De finished his observation, he wrote and drew in a thick book, using symbols he could understand to record what he wanted to record.
In fact, as monks, most people have good memories, so there is really no need to record what they see and hear in books, unless they want to leave what they see and hear to future generations.
However, Duan De is not confident about his memory. He always feels that he has forgotten many things.
He always felt that something was stealing his memory.
For example, at noon today, he does not remember what he drank or what he ate at noon the day before yesterday.
In some respects, he is indeed surprisingly forgetful, but he also remembers everything about the tomb.
A good memory is not as good as a bad pen, so Duan De has the habit of recording what he sees and hears in his spare time.
At this time, Ye Qingfeng was meditating on deductions, and no one else dared to disturb him.
Duan De had nothing to do, so he took the time to record it, lest his ridiculously bad memory forget some important details.
"Hey, brother, what are you drawing? It's such a thick book."
Tu Tian leaned over and wanted to pay his respects, but was pushed away by Duan De.
However, Tu Tian was very thick-skinned. Although people stopped pushing past him, he immediately used his spiritual consciousness to explore.
But Xihe was obviously smarter. He had already kept calm and secretly released his consciousness to look at Duan De's thick book that was as tall as a person.
But Xihe couldn't see much. He could only see the contents of the top dozens of pages through the stack of papers.
They are all circles and crosses. I wonder what the fat man is doing.
"Don't look at anything inappropriate, do you understand?" Duan De was a little annoyed. He used his bloated body to protect the thick book as high as a person like he was protecting food. He complained dissatisfiedly, "You are already in the Immortal Stage, and you are still prying into other people's privacy."
"Privacy?" Tu Tian grinned, "What kind of privacy do brothers need? Tell me, brother, what exactly did you record in such a thick book?"
Duan De didn't answer. Seeing that Ye Qingfeng was fine, he simply took out another low-level space magic weapon in the white jade bottle, and then got into the space magic weapon, including the person and the booklet.
"Tsk, stingy." Liu Jing's curiosity was aroused, and she was a little dissatisfied.
"Tsk, stingy." Little Demon Vine, with a golden flower on its head, also followed suit.