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Chapter 437: Under the Altar

"Stop! It's too naive for you to want to run away with your treasure before you can defeat me, Xuan Zhai!"

Seeing Li Kezhou rushing towards the direction of the demonic smoke, Xuan Zhai chased after him.

Chi Hong of the Doomsday God Clan looked troubled when he saw this scene.

Judging from such visions, a heavy treasure must have been born. This was not unheard of ten years ago.

But the current situation is that he and the entire Protoss have misjudged the strength of the Human Race.

In his eyes, Li Kezhou didn't mention it for the moment. The Seven Kills Sword Game performed by his defeated general just now made him terrified. He thought that he had no chance of surviving against him.

Under such a situation, even if he went there, he would not have the strength to seize the treasure.

He struggled for a moment, and then he made a decision in his eyes: "There is no other way. We can only go back and report to the Son of God, and ask him to take action personally. If he takes action, these people will die without a burial place."

After he finished talking to himself, he took out a jade sword in his hand, instilled the sword energy, made a stroke in the void, and a dark crack appeared. He jumped into it, and the crack closed and disappeared.

As this person left, there was only one person left in the place that was originally crowded.

Jia Chidao's face looked dull, and forty-nine flying swords were scattered around in confusion. He seemed to be in a daze, and he kept mumbling the impossible.

"How could this happen? My all-killing Seven Kills Sword Game was actually... easily broken by this person. Even my ultimate transformation, Killing Star Qiluo, was disintegrated by this person!"

"I, Jia Chidao, was defeated by this person today... Impossible! Absolutely impossible. That was definitely not my full strength."

He was muttering to himself, and suddenly his eyes lit up as if he thought of something.

"I must get the reincarnation wine. With this thing, I will be able to save a hundred years of enlightenment. My seven-kill sword game will enter another world. This Li Mochen will never be my opponent. I must take it back...

…”

With greed in his eyes, he looked fiercely in the direction Li Kezhou left, with a desperate look on his face, and left in a hurry.



At this time!

Li Kezhou arrived at the source of the demonic smoke.

This is an altar. The place is not big, with a radius of ten feet. The floor of the altar is the same as everything else here, and is completely made of jade.

But Li Kezhou could see that this so-called jade was also transformed by a strange kind of sword energy. The dark demonic energy rising into the sky like wolf smoke rushed out from the center of the altar.

Just as a group of people arrived, the demonic energy suddenly disappeared, revealing a dark cave.

The group of people who rushed over in a hurry became more reserved this time and looked at each other. No one had the courage to look forward to see what was going on.

Li Kezhou walked onto the altar.

He looked down, and a force that shocked his soul surged out.

He had been prepared and sacrificed the magic ring to protect his body in advance, otherwise his soul would be washed away in just this moment.

"What a strong demonic energy! Have you found the source of the demonic energy?"

He was shocked and looked at it.

At the bottom of the darkness, there is a faint light, but I don't know what it is.

At this time! Another person walked up to the altar. This person turned out to be the Ximen Sword Flag who had snatched a drop of reincarnation nectar before and instantly ran away without a trace.

I don't know where this person went, and now he suddenly appears here again.

Li Kezhou glanced sideways at him: "You were also attracted."

Ximen Jianqi said calmly: "It's not that I was attracted, but I had to come. The exit when I came was blocked by a powerful force, and I couldn't leave even if I wanted to. At this time, the vision appeared. As expected, the answer was

Down below."

"Do you still remember the guards in each hall of the Nine-wheel Demon Palace when we came?" Li Kezhou asked again.

"You mean, if we get involved, our fate will be the same as theirs?" Ximen Jianqi asked.

Li Keyzhou nodded: "This also explains why those who are not very strong get out alive, and those who are strong do not get out of here, because people like them may not have the courage to enter it."

As he spoke, he glanced at the dozen or so people around him who were hesitating.

Ximen Jianqi nodded: "What you said is not unreasonable. Let's go down, die, and then become demons. We will be selected as the guards of the Demon Palace for the next ten years. At this time, the exit will be opened, and only the living can go out. But this place is magical."

What’s the point of doing this?”

Li Kezhou was silent for a moment and said, "The answer...maybe lies below."

Two whooshing sounds broke through the air.

Xuan Zhai and Jia Chidao, who followed closely, rushed to the altar one after the other.

"Li Mochen! I know you still have seven drops of nectar in your hand. Looking at the situation at hand, you and I have to share the danger. It's not appropriate to fight to the death. You and I each take a step back. Give me three drops of nectar and keep four drops for you. I have enough

Is that generous?"

Xuan Zhai thought he had made a concession, and his eyes looked like he had gotten a big deal.

After hearing this, Jia Chidao, who was behind, turned pale for a moment: "Xuanzhai! Where will this proposal of yours take me, Xuanzhai? I must have a share of these seven drops of wine today."

Xuan Zhai sneered when he heard this: "How can someone else's defeated generals be qualified to share this treasure with me?"

"Xuan Zhai! You have such a strong tone. When I faced this person just now, my skills were indeed inferior. But if it was you who faced me, you would be the one who lost just now!"

Seeing the two of them squabbling, Li Kezhou looked impatient.

"Shut up, you two idiots. If you want to share the treasure in my hands, why not go home and dream and make noise again! Send you on your way in advance. Anyway, if you go down for a while, you will become a demon after death."

"Li Mochen, you are too crazy!"

There was anger in Xuan Zhai's eyes.

Jia Chidao's defeat did not shock him much, because his Zhoutianxing sword fight was a completely different kind of extreme power. No matter how sharp the opponent's sword energy was, it could not defeat him.

The Sword of Destruction.

Jia Chidao was also furious, but he was no match for the other party. He only dared to roar: "Li Mochen, you are too greedy to swallow all the wine..."

"Greed comes from strength, but it's a pity that you don't have it!"

Li Kezhou counterattacked with what the other party said not long ago.

Jia Chidao's face turned red. He was so crazy before, but now he is so ugly.

Li Kezhou stopped talking to the two of them, surrounded by a magic ring, and said: "The place below is definitely a place of nine deaths. Anyone who wants to go down must be prepared to die."

Among the dozen or so people watching from a distance, some showed shrinking expressions.

Ximen Jianqi suddenly said: "If I die down there, I will borrow your sword."

Li Kezhou glanced at him and nodded: "Okay! For the sake of you and me fighting the enemy side by side, when you die, I will definitely cut your body into pieces."

When a person dies and the body is broken into pieces, this is something that would only be done if there was a blood feud.

But now, when Ximen Jianqi heard it, he showed a rare smile.

Li Kezhou pondered and then said: "But you can choose not to go on!"

Ximen Jianqi smiled. There was no need to explain the answer. He held it up with one hand, and the demon-destroying seal appeared. Light enveloped his whole body, and he jumped out of the dark hole first.


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