Su Xuan slowly walked towards the location of the Demon Suppressing Prison.
There is a face forming on his hand, exactly like Bai Ze's.
Su Xuan was naturally familiar with the matter of disguise.
But his current physical body is too terrifying, and his recovery ability is too strong. His face is easily disfigured, and he will recover within three breaths.
So Su Xuan can only use this method to create shame! "The Demon-Suppressing Prison is too close to the White Feng Qingluan Sect. Whenever I make some noise, strong men will come over.
This time when we enter the Demon Prison, we need to keep a low profile."
Su Xuan thought.
He is still the Titled Spiritual Emperor at this moment. Although he can kill second-level spirit masters with full power, the dignified earth sect is obviously not a place for him to run wild! Although Su Xuan has had quite a few conflicts with these earth sects in recent years, and
Many people were killed, but that was all because Su Xuan had the right time and place! "The five major earth sects all came from the eighth era, and each of them cannot be underestimated.
If you don’t become a spiritual master, you can never have a head-on conflict!”
This is something Su Xuan must definitely follow.
The Qixuan Sect is now very powerful and has endless methods. In Su Xuan's eyes, it is even more mysterious than the Tiannan Immortal Sea.
But even so, we don’t have to look up to the Earth Sect! “And the most terrifying thing about the Earth Sect is the number of hidden old monsters.
Those are all seventh-level spiritual masters and above, and there should even be half-level spiritual emperors!"
Su Xuan's eyes were deep.
The so-called Half-Step Spirit Emperor is naturally above the level of the ninth-level Spirit Lord, sprinting towards the Spirit Emperor! Their own spiritual patterns are already spread all over, and then imprinted on the world, forming an indescribable terrifying pressure! The pressure of the Spirit Emperor can suppress the Spirit Emperor to death
! And this spirit pattern imprints the world, which is its prototype! Bai Qianchen was a half-step spirit emperor back then! After getting the memories of Bai Qianchen’s life, Su Xuan had a deeper and more detailed understanding of practice! Walking, walking
, Su Xuan had a meal.
The Demon Suppressing Prison...is just ahead.
He gently put the leather belt on his face, and the awe-inspiring aura on his body quietly changed, becoming slightly mediocre.
"In Bai Qianchen's memory, there is a treasure he kept under the first level of the Demon-Suppressing Prison! Or rather, part of the treasure!"
Su Xuan's eyes flickered.
The four words "Nine Dragon Chariot" crossed his mind.
Although the name is foreign, it is the chariot used by the Holy King Lingxiao to patrol the world. It is one of the seven treasures of Lingxiao! What is placed under the Demon-Suppressing Prison is one of the nine dragons pulling the chariot, the Demonic Dragon! Of course, this is not
A real dragon, but somewhere between a puppet and a living being.
This is the Holy King of Lingxiao who captured nine evil-doing dragons and made them into puppets! Bai Qianchen got them by chance back then, but they were extremely damaged, so he put them here to let the dragons absorb the evil energy in order to recover them!
"The Holy King Lingxiao is known as the Holy King closest to immortality in the second era. After his death, he built the Lingxiao Immortal Tomb.
There are seven treasures in the seven-level Immortal Tomb. The first-level Lingxiao Sword was obtained by me, and the second-level Human Emperor Pen is in Lingxiao Jiuhuang.
As for the other five levels, it is said that they appeared in the world in the previous era, and I don't know where they are..." Su Xuan is naturally very concerned about the Holy King Lingxiao.
The inheritance of the Holy King! This is a treasure that can drive everyone in the East Wasteland crazy, and Su Xuan is not immune to it.
According to rumors, when the Seven Treasures appear in the world, the true inheritance of the Holy King Lingxiao will also appear! The seven-level immortal tomb... whoever gets the successor of the seven treasures has the right to control it! When Su Xuan got the Lingxiao Sword, he did have some control over the first-level immortal tomb.
It has a lot of control, there is no doubt about it.
The Lingxiao inheritance is selected from the seven people who have received the inheritance of the seven treasures! "I don't know when the Lingxiao inheritance will be born, and who are the inheritors of the other six treasures..." Su Xuan was full of thoughts, sighing that this world is really true.
Things are about to change, and even this kind of inheritance is showing signs of being born.
"I have the Lingxiao Sword, but I am suffering from the lack of corresponding techniques and cannot exert the true power of the Lingxiao Sword! If the inheritance of the Lingxiao Saint King is born, I will definitely fight for it."
Su Xuan thought as he walked into the mountains.
The next day.
Su Xuan stood alone at the entrance of the Demon Suppressing Prison.
This is a door leading to the underground. It is as huge as a mountain and like the mouth of a ferocious beast. It has a faint smell of blood and seems to be able to swallow everything.
"The three demon-suppressing prisons are all controlled by the Earth Sect. If I force my way in, I will probably cause some trouble."
Su Xuan thought.
Soon, the sun rose and monks arrived one after another.
The two young men who killed Bai Ze last night were also chatting and laughing.
Their names are Qingfeng and Qingxu, and they practice the Qingluan Evolution Method! And those who can practice the Qingluan Evolution Method must have some status in the Bai Feng Qingluan Sect.
"This time when I enter the Demonic Prison, I will definitely become a spiritual master. Let those idiots who enter the spiritual master through external forces see who is the waste!"
Qing Fengqing smiled coldly and proudly.
"Haha, with the qualifications of my two brothers, as long as the spiritual tribulation is not abnormal, we will definitely be able to survive..." Qingxu also spoke, but paused the next moment, with an expression as if he was alive.
"Brother, Bai Ze!"
"Um?"
The two of them stared at Su Xuan at the entrance of the Demon Suppressing Prison, their eyelids twitching.
Before... they clearly observed that Bai Ze was dead! With three swords, his body and soul were cut off from life! What the hell?
They couldn't help but get closer.
"White Pond?"
Qing Feng was a little unsure.
Su Xuan opened his eyes and looked at it coldly.
Looking at the expressions of the two men, he knew without guessing that the young man Bai Ze was killed by these two men.
However, he paid no attention and looked directly at the entrance of the Demon Suppressing Prison.
The two people's faces suddenly turned ugly.
"Bai Ze, I underestimate you."
Qingxu said gloomily.
"You can come back to life even if you are dead, but I want to see how many times you can be resurrected!"
Qing Feng also looked cold.
The two of them said something and stood aside with twinkling eyes.
now.
In the Othello Palace, the monks from the Mysterious Medicine Alchemy Sect also arrived.
Su Xuan suddenly frowned and glanced at Senior Sister Zhao, who was taking the lead from the Xuan Yi Dan Sect, wearing purple clothes and white hair, and wearing a mask.
"Why does it feel familiar? Have you seen it somewhere?
But if you look closely, it feels very strange."
Su Xuan looked away because Senior Sister Zhao also looked over, her eyes as fierce as a wild beast.
"Sister Zhao, Brother Pastor."
The monks from Bai Feng Qingluan Sect immediately bowed enthusiastically and respectfully.
"Isn't Fairy Qingfeng here yet?"
Mu Tianqing smiled lightly.
"Sister Liu will be here soon."
they answered.
"Okay, let's wait."
Mu Tianqing has a gentle demeanor and is neither impatient nor impatient.
But soon.
His eyes lit up and he looked into the distance.
There... a woman came out of the air, with an unrivaled beauty and an air of nobility.
Next to her, there is a light blue phoenix measuring three feet long, with its wings spread out like a queen of heaven and earth.
One person and one phoenix appeared and immediately became the focus of the place.
Everyone looked at it with envy and admiration in their eyes.
"Brother Pastor, Senior Sister Zhao, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long."
Liu Hanyan smiled slightly, looking forward to the glory.
Su Xuan turned his head suddenly and stared at the woman, and even more at the green phoenix.
The corners of his mouth twitched.
It's been nearly fifty years.
Su Xuan did not expect to meet Liu Hanyan under such circumstances.