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Chapter 336 The Great Demon

As one of the three major countries in the Eastern Continent, the Chu State's imperial palace contains countless secret treasures, countless magical secrets, and endless treasures of heaven and earth.

It is a treasure land that any practitioner would envy, but since the founding of the Chu State, the country's treasure house has never been truly lost.

No thief is so courageous as to tease the tiger of Chu.

But today there is an exception.

Tang Xuanming reached the Royal Library of Chu State with familiarity, skillfully pushed open a bookshelf, and a dark cave appeared in front of him.

Not seeing any hesitation on the part of Tang Xuanming, he jumped into it in a flash.

The cave spiraled downwards, and there was no light in the dark underground. Tang Xuanming was calm and unhurried. He was like a fish entering the water, without any pause.

About tens of meters deep into the earth, Tang Xuanming saw a bright light.

A tunnel came into his eyes. The tunnel was simple and mottled, and was surrounded by the hardest diamond rock that ordinary practitioners could not break.

Every three feet or so, there is a luminous night pearl above the head. In the mortal world, it is regarded as a rare treasure. In this underground tunnel, it is just the most ordinary light, used for lighting.

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The twists and turns of the ancient tunnel were so complex that Tang Xuanming even got lost when he entered it for the first time. However, after half a month of exploration, Tang Xuanming became familiar with the route. Without any hesitation, he arrived in less than half a quarter of an hour.

We arrived at a bright hall.

Although the ancient temple is buried deep underground, it is still stained by the vicissitudes of time.

On the four walls are exquisite reliefs, most of which are gods and demons from myths and legends. The reliefs are inlaid with luminous pearls one after another. The level of luxury is staggering.

Under the reflection of the light, the reliefs on the temple seemed to come alive and burst out of the wall.

But these were not what attracted Tang Xuanming's attention the most. When he walked into the main hall, he was immediately attracted by a white jade platform in the ancient center. The white jade platform was crystal clear and shone with soft white light under the luminous pearls. At first glance, it was the most top-notch one.

Baoyu.

But that was not the reason that caught Tang Xuanming's attention. Tang Xuanming had seen a lot of various rare and rare treasures from the West. What really caught Tang Xuanming's attention was a majestic middle-aged man standing on the white jade platform.

The middle-aged man has obvious characteristics of the oriental continent, with a full head of black hair, bronze skin due to exposure to wind and sun, a straight nose and a square mouth, and a pair of black and white eyes, full of momentum and intimidating to look at.

Just by looking at it, you can feel a strong oppression, which makes people feel admiration in their hearts.

This is a top oriental martial arts expert.

Everyone will have this idea the first time they see him, he is strong, domineering, and leaves no room...

Words about domineering can be applied to middle-aged men, and there seems to be no violation at all.

This is a man who dominates the world.

But what is shocking is that there is a crystal clear flying sword stuck above the head of this unparalleled martial arts master. It is this flying sword that makes this extremely strong man fall into a deep sleep.

"Even after watching it several times, it's still shocking! Descendants of the Demon Lord lineage are always so shocking."

Tang Xuanming sighed sincerely, but didn't stop for much.

Entering the catacombs again, he could already feel the faint fluctuations of spiritual energy in the surrounding boundaries, which had begun to revive. There was already a thin shield at the entrance of the tunnel, showing a colorful color, enough to block characters below the fourth level.

This indicates that the demon's recovery is about to begin, and if he doesn't hurry up now, he won't have a chance.

Tang Xuanming walked up to the middle-aged man's back in a familiar manner, glanced at the flying sword above the middle-aged man's head, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

"The flying sword seems to have jumped out half an inch?"

Tang Xuanming was a little surprised and confused, but when he thought about what he was going to do, he quickly composed his mind. After thinking for a moment, he decisively slapped the flying sword above the middle-aged man's head.

"Qiang!"

As if two peerless magic weapons were colliding, a string of sparks clearly appeared on the middle-aged man's head, and the flying sword that originally jumped half an inch was directly slapped down by Tang Xuanming.

The tall and majestic body of the middle-aged man was shaken, and the aura that once dominated the world seemed to have stopped for a moment. The sharp-eyed Tang Xuanming seemed to see the corner of the middle-aged man's eye twitch.

"Well, it must be an illusion."

Tang Xuanming exhaled and looked at the wisp of blood slowly seeping out from the middle-aged man's head. He immediately threw away the doubts in his heart and excitedly collected the little bit of blood.

This is the direct bloodline of the Demon Lord, the most evil and terrifying bloodline in the world.

Every drop of blood is a supreme treasure, and not a single drop of it should be wasted.

"Sure enough, it will only be useful if it reaches level six."

Tang Xuanming rubbed his hands excitedly: "Hey! Why doesn't it bleed again?"

He slapped the flying sword hard again. Originally, only half of the flying sword was exposed, but now Tang Xuanming slapped a small section off, and a little scarlet blood seeped out of it.

Tang Xuanming completed the collection in a hurry, and then slapped it down with a slap.

"Damn it, uncle, it's so hard, my hand hurts from the beating."

"Flow more, flow more, okay?"

"Huh, take a punch from grandpa."



Tang Xuanming ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong.

And the flying sword that was originally half-length, stuck on the middle-aged man's head like a bun, was completely penetrated into the big devil's head by him. It was impossible to see it when looking further away. It was completely covered by the big devil's thick black hair.

Covered up.

In addition to the gushing blood, a little bit of white substance was faintly sprayed out from the head of the world-dominating demon.

Tang Xuanming looked at it and said with some embarrassment: "Oh, why did you accidentally blow out the big devil's brains? It didn't kill the big devil, right? That would be a big sin."

He carefully checked the aura fluctuations in the big demon's body and found that the majestic power in the big demon's body was still surging with no signs of fading, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

He sincerely praised: "As expected, he is a descendant of the Demon Lord. His brains were beaten out without any impact. His life is indeed tough."

Tang Xuanming slipped out of the underground cemetery and prepared to escape from the Eastern Continent.

After continuously provoking the nameless gods and demons of the Death Jedi, as well as the big demons who were under control of the Chu Kingdom, Tang Xuanming felt that he basically had no way to stay in the Eastern Land.

The best way is to go to the West to avoid disaster. He feels that the current situation is a bit bad.

The bloodlines of the nameless gods and demons and the big demons are extremely powerful, but he doesn't dare to eat them!


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