Four galloping black shadows, like four tireless geese, rowed from the wild hinterland in the eastern part of the continent to the Gobi Sand Sea in the northwest of the continent in the vast blue sky......

At dusk, these four black shadows finally stopped in the sky above the desert and drilled into the endless Gobi Desert.

Ahead, there was a barren mountain range, the turf was all yellow, but there was a sour mildew in the air, and the mud and sand under his feet were also damp and red, dripping with ground water.

Panhong took off his black cloak and took the lead in moving forward, in front of which was a large hall built on the mountain.

The last of the four fell from the sky, the cloak slid down her graceful silhouette, and Su'er's angry face was revealed, "Hey, you guys, don't wait for me." ”

Su Er was complaining, and when she raised her eyes to see the hall in front of her, a sour feeling choked up on Su Er's heart, and she sighed in her heart: "Shura Palace, it's been ten years, what about your former majesty?"

I saw that the main frame of the main hall had collapsed, and only the outline of the ruined wall remained, like a tent full of loopholes. On the dusty plaque in the center, the three big characters of "Shura Palace" have been cracked, like a piece of rotten wood, buried in the hustle and bustle of the ruins.

Su Er stretched out the tip of her tongue, moistened her chapped lips, looked at the ruined hall, and muttered, "It's been ten years... Ten years ago, when I was in the Shura Temple, my sister was still alive, and Guiruo was only six years old, how good it was at that time......"

Panhong was the first to step forward and shouted briefly, "Let's go!" The first one entered the main hall.

Like Su Er, the green mouse real person was still stunned with emotion, Bai Qiuhuan had already caught up with Panhong and strode into the gate of the Shura Palace.

A few mermaids rushed in, Su Er waved her gauze sleeves in disgust to block the ashes, and the three men had already split up to find something.

In the silent remnant hall, Bai Qiuhuan's voice was loud and crisp, "He really came!"

Panhong was shocked, and quickly moved towards Bai Qiuhuan, who stopped in front of a damaged shrine, his slender fingers wiping away the dust, revealing a distinct red spot.

Bai Qiuhuan's lips barely moved, and he muttered, "Tiger stripes." ”

Su Er's heart was like ice and snow, and when she heard this, she immediately thought of the "Flame Demon Tantra" that she had peeked at - thousands of years ago, the three spirit beasts that followed the Demon Venerable Xuanye - the white-headed phoenix, the Qingkui python, and the flame killing tiger were refined by the Demon Venerable because of their meritorious deeds, and the descendants were passed down from generation to generation......

Maybe the person in Bai Qiuhuan's mouth is the descendant of the Flame Killing Tiger!

Su Er pretended not to understand, and deliberately probed: "What tiger stripes? Who are you talking about?"

Bai Qiuhuan stared at Su'er defensively: "Don't do your business!"

Su Er ignored the tricky Bai Qiuhuan, and asked Panhong with a wave of anticipation: "He doesn't say it, you tell me, who are you talking about?"

Panhong was powerless to parry Su'er's amorous style, and said: "There is nowhere to find when you step on the iron shoes, but you can find the whereabouts of this guy who kills the tiger!"

Su Er "chuckled" in her heart, and said in her heart, she guessed correctly. Su Er felt strange, and said in her heart: It should be said that the descendants of the flame killing the tiger are, why does Panhong only say that the flame kills the tiger?

Su Er couldn't show that she had read "Flame Demon Tantra", so she continued to ask, "What is Flame Killing Tiger?"

"This starts with the Ancient Seven Clans!"

Panhong's eyes darkened, "Somewhere, there is a group of people, they are ahead of the chaos of heaven and earth, before the rise of all things, the Yan Continent is just a projectile land in their hands, they have selected seven people, as the beginning of the seven ancient clans!"

"What!" Panhong's statement was unheard of by Su Er, and Su Er was stunned and said, "Don't be kidding, why is the Holy Ancestor of the Seven Clans coming from like this......?" They were chosen by men......"

"Since the beginning of the world, the holy relics have existed on the mainland, illuminating the obscurantism of the Yanqi Continent and opening up the Hongmeng of the era!" Panhong said forcefully: "But the holy relics were created by a group of people that you can't imagine at all, and even the Yanqi Continent was also created by them!"

Su Er suddenly remembered a hidden legend, and stammered and asked, "Yes... Who are those people?"

"It's those people!" Pan Hong said categorically: "Those people created the Yan Continent and gave the divine power of the seven holy relics to the seven people selected, the originators of the Yan Clan and the Lie Clan, it was Youye and Bai Tian at the beginning!"

Su Er writhed uncomfortably, and asked eagerly, "What happened later?"

"Those people seem to have Youye and Bai Tian who are talented and domineering, but they are bloodthirsty and warlike, and they are extremely dissatisfied with the two of them, so they look for another candidate, wanting to abolish the cultivation of Youye and Bai Day! Xuan Ye and Bai Tian went through all kinds of hardships and dangers to escape the pursuit of those people, and they swore that they would be willing to be demons and demons for thousands of years!"

"No wonder the Yan Demon Clan wants to compete for the depth of the fire of the Yan Clan, the clan is in order, but there is only one holy relic. Su Er sneered, and his mind drifted back to the day he and Qin Changhui infiltrated the Tongtian Temple, it seemed that the vision of Tongtian's peak body was the picture of the Demon Venerable Youye and the Yan Clan's Holy Ancestor confronting each other, competing for the depth of the fire!

At the last moment of the picture, the old man struck the depth of the fire spirit into two, and the fire demon clan only snatched the fire spirit yin yuan.

Thinking of killing the world Jueluo and endangering the common people, the ancient seven clans jointly resisted the enemy, but Youye took advantage of the heavy casualties of the Yan clan to seize the treasure with a sword, Su Er secretly scolded: "Despicable!"

Panhong said to himself: "Demon Venerable Youye fought a decisive battle with the Yan Clan, recaptured the holy relics of our clan, and enshrined them on the Tongtian Ding. However, the Demon Venerable's vitality is depleted, and he often uses the method of separating the soul from the flesh to restore the vitality with the power of holy objects. Unexpectedly, the Flame Killing Tiger that turned into a human form stole the Demon Venerable's immortal flame body when the Demon Venerable's spirit and flesh were in a different place!"

Su Er smiled dumbly, "And the people who steal other people's bodies?"

Pan Hong nodded indignantly, "After the Flame Killing Tiger stole the Immortal Flame Body, from a thousand years ago, he has lived to the present!

As soon as he thought that the Flame Killing Tiger had come to the Shura Palace, Su Er was cold and frowned, and said, "I don't understand, since the Flame Killing Tiger has obtained the true body of the Demon Venerable, why should I be afraid of you hiding and hiding?"

Bai Qiuhuan, who had been silent, stood up and said, "He can only borrow the flame body for immortality, but he can't control the cultivation method. Once he has attained the path of cultivation, it will be dangerous!"

As soon as Bai Qiuhuan's voice fell, in the empty and lonely hall, a cold laugh of "hahaha" suddenly sounded, and from the corner of the hall where the beams and pillars collapsed, a voice came: "You still know how powerful I am!"

Bai Qiuhuan was shocked, and when he looked back, a black fire like a demon seed flew out of the ruins, and it was hitting Bai Qiuhuan's front door! Panhong's eyes were fast, and the sheath of the dementor sword flew out, defeating the black fire for Bai Qiuhuan, and Panhong shouted coldly: "Who is in the dark!".

No one showed up, but the black flames flew like a rain of arrows from the collapsed walls on all sides! Panhong shouted: "Don't panic, everyone!" With that, he threw his pitch-black cloak into the air!

As soon as the cloak reached the air, it was like a dense curtain, blocking the flying black fire, Su Er saw Panhong's big hands secretly exerting force, knowing that he was concentrating on controlling the cloak, Su Er flashed a thought that shocked him: "It's time to kill Panhong!"