Xiao Changfeng and Emperor Wu sat opposite each other.
This time, Emperor Wu did not play chess again.
But he still made a pot of Wuyi tea with his own hands.
The tea is refreshing but has a strong bitter taste.
"Changfeng, you have to be more careful this time. There are many dangers in the secret territory of Qianling. If things go wrong, you should protect yourself first."
Emperor Wu took the teapot and slowly poured it over. The hot air rose and turned into mist.
Although Eunuch Hong is very important.
But for Emperor Wu, Xiao Changfeng's safety was even more critical.
"Father, don't worry, just a secret realm can't stop me."
The secret realm of Qianling may be a dangerous place for others.
But in Xiao Changfeng's previous life, he had visited many deadly places.
Even in the chaotic time and space where thousands of immortals have fallen, he has entered and exited three times.
A secret realm of the Qianling Mausoleum is nothing more than a feeding ground for demons for warriors in the Tianzun realm.
How can you stop my pace?
"You can make your own judgment about what Patriarch Ziyun said about Liu Yuange. Even if it cannot be cured, it doesn't matter. Even if my father gives up this old face, he will not let you suffer any harm."
Emperor Wu said seriously.
He didn't know whether Xiao Changfeng could cure Liu Yuange.
After all, Patriarch Ziyun had been visiting famous doctors for so many years but could not cure him.
"I have never seen Liu Yuange's condition before, but father, don't worry, I have my own solution!"
Xiao Changfeng took a gentle sip of Wuyi tea, letting the bitter tea dance on the tip of his tongue.
"Changfeng, you have grown up. I believe that your mother will be proud of you!"
Looking at Xiao Changfeng, Emperor Wu's eyes flashed with pride and pride.
Although he didn't know where Xiao Changfeng got this all-powerful ability.
But he is his son after all.
It is the fruit of his love with Xia Chan.
This alone is enough to make him love him with all his heart!
…
Ten days later, it will be the day when the secret realm of Qianling Mausoleum will be opened.
Ancestor Ziyun did not leave, but stayed in the palace.
at the same time.
There are many people around the world who are looking forward to the secret realm of Qianling.
Beiyuan is located in the north of Xuanhuang World.
The climate here is extremely cold, with ice and snow.
Every creature that can survive here is very fierce, fighting against heaven and earth.wavv
On a snowy plateau.
There stands a castle that looks like a kingdom of ice and snow.
Outside the castle, there are several huge figures that cover the sky and the sun.
Each of these figures contains a terrifying demonic power.
Astonishingly, they are all top-grade spiritual beasts.
However, these powerful spiritual beasts are like stars over the moon, guarding this ice and snow castle.
at this time.
In this ice and snow castle, there is a tall figure sitting high on the throne.
As he sat here, the wind and snow between heaven and earth seemed to be centered on him.
It seems that he is the king of wind and snow.
At this time, a young man stepped into this place.
"Yuan'er, the secret realm of Qianling once every ten years is about to open. This time, I plan to let you go."
On the throne, a majestic and profound voice sounded.
"Yes, Father!"
The young man's tone was cold, and his whole body was as cold as ice, like a piece of ice that would never melt.
The moment he raised his head, he could see that his eyes had no pupils, only white.
…
In the land of Xizhou, Buddhism is prosperous and Buddhist temples are everywhere.
This is a country where Buddhism is prevalent and faith is very strong.
However, there is a lot of darkness hidden under Xizhou.
The Demon Spirit Master comes from Xizhou.
And at this time.
In a certain small temple, a fire broke out, accompanied by shrill screams.
A young novice monk, covered in blood, escaped from the fire, trying to escape this hellish place.
However, a hand suddenly grabbed his head.
"Young novice monk, I will send you to the Western Paradise of Paradise!"
A rough and fierce voice sounded.
"no no……"
The little novice monk's eyes were full of fear. He stretched out his palms and pressed the door of the hospital, trying his best to escape.
Bang!
This palm, with sudden force, directly broke the young novice's thin neck.
The fear and desire for life in the little novice's eyes turned into ashes in an instant.
"I don't practice good deeds in my life, I only like killing people and setting fires!"
A rough and fierce voice filled with pleasure sounded from inside the temple.
A burly monk in gray clothes with a ferocious face walked out of it.
This monk is dressed in gray.
Gray monk's hat, gray monk's robe, and a pair of gray monk's shoes.
In his hand, he held a sky blue stone.
"I finally got the spirit-guiding stone. I can't miss this Qianling secret realm!"
The gray-clothed monk put away the spiritual stone and strode out.
Behind him, the temple burned into the sky, carrying the wail of death.
…
Somewhere in the East.
There was a young man wearing tiger skin.
This young man has fine features and beautiful eyes, but his eyes are full of evil looks.
He stepped into a small town.
This small town is called Qingshui Town and is located in the Huai Kingdom among the thirty-four small countries.
"No, Liu Yuange is here again, run away!"
When the residents of the small town saw the tiger-skinned boy, their expressions suddenly changed and they ran away.
This boy, who looked to be only eleven or twelve years old, turned out to be the son of Patriarch Ziyun.
Liu Yuange's real age is already fifty years old.
But because of his strange illness, his appearance decreased instead of increasing, and he looked like an eleven or twelve-year-old boy.
"I am a little monster, carefree and at ease!"
Liu Yuange grinned, and a cold voice came from his mouth.
The tender voice of a child is very pleasant to the ear.
However, it sounded like the call of death to the ears of the town residents.
Rumble!
In an instant, the residents of the town fled quickly.
However, they were unable to escape in front of Liu Yuange, who was at the ninth level of the Earth Martial Realm.
"Bone-turning evil fire!"
Liu Yuange opened his mouth and spat out, and a black flame suddenly spurted out from his mouth.
This bone-transforming evil fire is extremely strange. It does not burn houses or firewood.
Specialized in burning flesh and blood creatures.
An old woman, moving slowly, was hit by the Bone-Transforming Evil Fire.
"Ahhh!"
A shrill scream came from the old woman's mouth.
Her whole body was stained with black evil fire that turned into bones.
But in the blink of an eye, the screams suddenly stopped.
The figure of the old woman was also burned to ashes and disappeared.
"Jie Jie!"
Liu Yuange's eyes showed a look of pleasure, and he continued to step forward, continuously spitting out the bone-transforming evil fire from his mouth.
"ah!"
"No, please, let me go!"
"Don't kill me!"
The sounds of begging for mercy and screams were endless.
However, Liu Yuange seemed to be immersed in the pleasure of killing without stopping.
Half a day later.
All the residents in Qingshui Town were slaughtered until no one was left.
However, the buildings inside were not damaged at all.
Qingshui Town was completely transformed into a dead town.
"I am a little monster, carefree and at ease. I kill without batting an eye and eat without salt!"
Liu Yuange left Qingshui Town with his hands behind his back, and his childish voice sounded like a nursery rhyme.