Five hundred and ninetieth chapters Tai'e Remnant Hall
"You seem to have many enemies." Mu Zhaoyang said meaningfully: "There are also many people who want your life."
Xia Mang's eyes became cold. Mu Zhaoyang's words had revealed a lot of information. He couldn't help but sneered and said to himself: "It seems that those people have also caught up with Canglan..."
There were too many people who wanted his life in the eternal world. He came to the land of Canglan through Jishi Palace. He thought he could avoid the limelight, but now it seems that those people are obviously not going to stop and don't want him to have an easy time. They even follow him.
came over and leaked his identity information.
"That's fine, I'll kill as many as you come."
Xia Mang sneered, then looked at Mu Zhaoyang and said, "I also want to know how powerful the Immortal Blade is."
He slowly raised his right hand, and there was a small golden sword between his fingertips, which shone brightly and was very dazzling.
It is a shrunken gold mace that looks like a small sword.
Facing Mu Zhaoyang, Xia Mang did not pull out the Qianqiu Sword, but took out the golden mace and used it as a weapon to fight against Mu Zhaoyang.
The two confronted each other, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.
Bai Hu's heart palpitated and he quickly retreated, fearing that he would be harmed by Chi Yu.
"Young Emperor Xia who was sealed as a demon in the early days?"
Mu Zhaoyang's eyes sparkled, and he shouted: "It is said that when Yongji abandoned the land, you were hailed as the most handsome man in three hundred years. Today I will break your legend with my immortal sword!"
Before he finished speaking, he took action boldly, slashing his gun in the air and striking Xia Mang horizontally!
Buzz!
The momentum of this sword is like a rainbow, the sword light is dark and deep, reflecting the broad black blade, as if dyed with ink, lingering with terrifying demonic intent, and contains a domineering and powerful aura of death, which makes people feel inexplicable.
The immortal sword uses the breath of death to condense the immortal demonic will!
Cut the air with one knife and split the sky!
The Immortal Demonic Sword, Huanghuang slashed down! Bai Hu's expression changed drastically. This sword was too terrifying. He felt that even if he manifested his true form and resisted this sword, he would definitely be split in half.
Even his white tiger true form couldn't withstand the blow of the immortal sword!
"Chi!"
Xia Mang's eyes were as bright as a torch, and his right hand trembled violently, and the golden sword shot out, like light and electricity, as if it penetrated the void with unparalleled speed.
The golden sword was very sharp, like a meteor falling from the sky. It flashed a sharp edge, so blazing and brilliant that Bai Hu couldn't help but close his eyes.
That was when the sword energy was splendid and extremely blazing.
"Keng!"
The golden mace and the immortal sword collided with lightning, making a clanging sound, and both were lost in the dazzling power.
This is the collision of swords and swords, and a competition for each person’s understanding of the Dharma!
Sword fight!
Xia Mang swayed, but Mu Zhaoyang was trembling violently, and blood was bleeding from his mouth. He put away his gun, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Xia Mang deeply, and said: "You are very powerful, you didn't give in."
I'm disappointed."
Whoosh!
Xia Mang stretched out his hand to grab it in the air, and the golden mace came back with lightning. He smiled and said, "You're not bad either."
Mu Zhaoyang narrowed his eyes and said after a long time: "We will fight another day."
After he finished speaking, he carried the gun on his back and walked away.
Xia Mang looked at his back and suddenly asked: "Do you know where the Ksitigarbha Tower and Phoenix Heart Bone are?"
Mu Zhaoyang's body suddenly froze, and after a moment of silence, he said: "You can go to the ancient palace and have a look. There may be something you want there."
Without waiting for Xia Mang to ask further questions, he shouldered his * and strode away.
"The ancient palace?" Xia Mang chewed, looked at Baihu, and asked, "Do you know where the ancient palace is?"
Bai Hu was still immersed in the duel between the two, looking a little dazed. After hearing Xia Mang's inquiry, he came back to his senses and said with some hesitation: "It is said that there is an ancient ancient temple in the gap between the Demon Suppressing Ruins and the Demon Sealing Land.
The ruined palace——"
"The ancient palace is also called the Eighth Paradise of Bliss!" He added.
"The Eighth Abyss of Bliss?" Xia Mang raised his eyebrows. According to Bai Hu, there is an ancient ruined palace in the gap between the Demon Suppressing Ruins and the Demon Sealing Land. That area is also called the Eighth Abyss of Bliss.
That is the ancient palace, and it will also be his destination.
Xia Mang and Bai Hu did not stay in this "ruins" for too long. They buried the dead members of Zhenyao's lineage and left.
The body was buried in a pile of loess, with no inscription or inscription, it was simple and desolate.
In the next few days, they traveled through almost half of the Demon Town Town. Naturally, they encountered some groups of demons and ghosts along the way, and a fight was inevitable.
Of course, we have never seen tribes as miserable as before. Most of these sparse tribes are guarded by strong men. Generally, the big demon spirits are difficult to approach and the damage is not serious, because the demon-suppressing lineage is very "exclusive".
In order to make contact, Xia Mang and Bai Hu did not rush forward rashly. They usually stayed away from each other most of the time and went around.
Nearly ten days later, they finally passed through the Demon Town.
"The Eighth Abyss of Bliss?"
Xia Mang looked at the rolling ancient forest in front of him, looked at Baihu Lake, and asked: "Is the ancient palace located deep in this ancient forest?"
He came to the Seventy-Two Cave just for the Ksitigarbha Tower and the Phoenix Heart Bone. There had been no clues, but Mu Zhaoyang mentioned the ancient palace. Naturally, he couldn't let it go easily and wanted to investigate in depth.
"The legend...is..." Bai Hu said hesitantly.
"Legend?" Xia Mang frowned.
"It is indeed a legend." Bai Hu smiled bitterly and said: "The Eighth Bliss Abyss has always been a bad land, and ordinary people dare not approach it. Even the top experts in the seventy-two caves are in awe, and few people dare to go deep into it, because...
"
He looked at Xia Mang and said in a deep voice: "Because everyone who went in is dead!"
Xia Mang's expression condensed.
"There is no return, so naturally no one knows the reality of the so-called ancient temple."
Bai Hu's voice was low, "But in the Seventy-Two Cave, there have been legends about the ancient palace. It was an extremely weird and dilapidated palace, and it was very illusory and did not seem to be real..."
"Illusion?" Xia Mang frowned, "What do you mean?"
"I once heard my ancestor mention it. He said that many times, the ancient palace that appears in the Eighth Paradise is not the real ancient palace, but just a... projection."
"But at certain special moments, illusory projections can also become reality!" Bai Hu added.
"At that time, the ancient palace will truly descend into the Eighth Abyss of Bliss."
Bai Hu smiled bitterly and said: "That's why I say that the ancient palace is a legend because few people have seen it. Even if they have seen it, it is probably a projection and not the real ancient palace."
"So weird?"
Xia Mang was stunned. He originally thought that the so-called ancient palace was just a dilapidated palace, which should be deep in the Eighth Bliss Abyss. But now it seems that his thinking was obviously too simple.
"I once heard a saying."
Bai Hu hesitated for a moment and said hesitantly: "There is another name for the ancient palace..."