The palace of the King of Jin.

As Wanyan Zonghan, who participated in the establishment of Jin Taizu Wanyan Agu to be the emperor in history, and was posthumously named "King of Qin" after his death, the mansion he lived in would certainly not be only the luxurious hall where Ying Xingtian and his party drilled through the mountain stone passage, and the narrow secret passage treasury discovered by Zhu Huang and other criminal soldiers.

In fact, there are a total of fifteen in the front seven and eight of the entire Jin King Mansion, adding up to at least ninety large and small wings. There are as many as four gardens alone, not to mention various private schools, meeting rooms, martial arts arenas and other buildings.

Ji Yiming and Ying Xingtian dug a passage from the time-space maze and broke the shackles of the formation, and the position where they appeared was the front hall at the top of the entire mansion. At this moment, in a small independent building among the nearly 100 large and small buildings in the mansion, Yan Siguang's figure quietly appeared with a light that turned from red to blue.

"Accurate transmission at a fixed point is interesting. Yan Siguang lifted his glasses, and a glimmer of light lit up in his small eyes: "It turns out that the eighteenth step interference diffraction of the two space formations can make the teleportation formation accurate to this extent. ”

——Under his feet, a spatial formation that was no more than the size of a square inch, disguised as a "ventilation array", was actually one of the thirty-six parts.

Directional teleportation is not unusual, but the ability to get from one point to another between teleportations is already miraculous.

"I always thought that Daomen was the 'ancestor of formations' in the history of the Chinese cultivator world, but I didn't expect that the group of Wudao masters in the Zhongxing era of Wumen more than a thousand years ago would actually deduce the way of formations to such an accurate degree. Eighteen factorials, which take less than a second for a modern supercomputer, but in ancient times, it was purely human......"

The black fat man Yan Siguang smacked his lips, and he felt more and more shocked while being puzzled.

This kind of computation of the series can make all mathematicians in China from ancient times to the present day trapped together, from the time of the Yellow Emperor to the present day...... may not be able to complete a third.

"No wonder the entire city is full of formations, and there are so many staggered corridors and dome buildings on the outside. ”

Standing in place for a moment, he opened the window of this small building and looked into the air all around, the black fat man frowned slightly, opened his laptop and did a few simple calculations and comparisons, and looked up at the extreme distance of the city again, his face was already a trace of shock and horror: "This legendary formation actually exists? Even if it is not a complete inheritance, just the harsh conditions for completing this formation in the record are not at all achievable in reality......

He muttered to himself in horror, his fingers on the keyboard of his laptop, his eyes fixed on the results of the calculations on the screen. It's just that as there are more and more icons on the screen, a layer of sweat has begun to ooze on the black and shiny forehead: "No...... Who the hell arranged this formation, a total of twelve small formations, a basic formation, plus a ...... There are three array cores, and the grandmasters of the Wumen Sect thousands of years ago have already calculated today's situation clearly?"

A few minutes later, Yan Siguang tapped the last key, breathing heavily, looking at the simulated formation pattern on the screen, his eyes revealing a look of danger and worry.

The formation on the screen is almost the same as the simple tactics on the floor of the second floor of the small building of the "City History Museum", only in terms of details, it has not been deduced and calculated to perfection. And around this abbreviated formation, twelve small miniature formations like APP icons are arranged in the direction of "Bagua" and "Four Elephants".

At the very center of all formations, there are three question marks.

"What are the three cores?"

"The basic formation that was arranged thousands of years ago, the composite formation that was arranged half an hour ago at most, why didn't you start it until we came in?" Yan Siguang took a deep breath and looked at the location of the formation in the extreme distance: "Ji Yiming and Yu Zhenzhen were the first to enter, and then the Boss Win and the members of the Ruins Exploration Department. Finally, I, Lao Niu, Lao Zheng and Ji Daoyan of 'Yan Dao'. Could it be ......"

He looked back at the three question marks in the center of the formation on the screen, a little unsure.

The three formation cores, will they refer to the three of us?

"Let's take a look at where the remaining thirty-five parts are. This top scientist of Qianlong Yuan, known as the black fat man who surpassed any formation in the previous world, flashed a look of determination in his eyes: "After figuring out those things, no matter what kind of formation and how many grandmaster realms are arranged together, I don't believe that with Lao Tzu's system and thousands of years of accumulation in Qianlongyuan, I can't crack this "Witch Dao Evergreen Array"!"

"Tongtian Avenue, look at me Yan Siguang...... Break your god!"

After some bold words, the black fat man pinched his waist and raised his head in anticipation of himself, but unfortunately no one around him saw his handsome and heroic hair. After posing for a few seconds, Yan Siguang could only honestly pack up the computer and the formation components that had been teleported here together, and packed a backpack.

The light flashed on the "Ventilation Array", which was only the size of a palm, and the black and strong Yan Siguang's figure disappeared again.

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After several consecutive unilateral offensive and defensive battles, Ji Yiming began to truly understand what the three words "Top Grandmaster Realm" meant, and realized how wrong the previous estimate of "can fight" was.

In just a dozen seconds, Wan Yan Yan's attack speed became faster and faster, and the power contained in his fists and feet became more violent and crazy than ever. Since Ji Yiming joined the battle and blocked the first two kicks, this Jin Xizong didn't even care about Gu Snake Xiaoyang's attack as if he had seen a mortal enemy, just stared at him and kept bombarding.

Fortunately, seeing this situation, Xiao Yang and Ou Haichao also rushed up to block the attack repeatedly, so that Ji Yiming, the only non-Grandmaster Realm cultivator in the battlefield, was directly killed by Wan Yan Yan on the spot.

"Who killed your emperor?"

Barely blocking the former's three consecutive heavy punches, Ji Yiming's whole body meridians vibrated with aura, and even the "Taiyi Longevity Formula" couldn't immediately eliminate the negative state. But he only stepped back slightly, allowing Gu Snake Xiaoyang to block the next fist strength, and suddenly looked at Yan Yan's eyes and said in a deep voice: "What happened in December of the second year of the emperor's reign?"

The latter's body shook violently, and all the movements in his hands suddenly stopped...... Even the giant tail that Gu Snake Xiaoyang quickly threw over forgot to resist, and was directly knocked upside down and flew out more than ten meters.

"Who, who killed my emperor!"

"How many accomplices are there in the whole court?!"

Wan Yan stood in place with one hand, staring at Ji Yiming with eagle-like eyes, and the expression on his face began to bring a bit of clarity in his frenzy: "My emperor has lived in good health for ten months, why did he die suddenly?"

"What does it have to do with the loss of your beloved son and the Wumen Sect Master back then?" Ji Yiming stood up straight, his gaze did not shift in the slightest: "Why were you, as the emperor of the Jin Kingdom, not buried in the imperial mausoleum, but appeared in this underground city? What happened here during the Zhongxing era of the Wumen?"

After a series of questions, Wan Yan Kang's originally sharp eyes gradually became slightly confused, and after repeating the words "Huang'er", "Wumen", "Wucheng" and other words, he suddenly held his head with both hands and shouted in pain: "Fake! Everything is fake, you can't deceive me! I am Wan Yan Kang, not a prince or a general!"

General?

What does this mean?

Ji Yiming's heart moved quietly, and he quickly thought of the so-called "Witch City" that should have been built by hundreds of masters of the Wudao Grandmaster Realm in the Zhongxing era of Wumen, but from the beginning of his entry, it always revealed the architectural style of the Qing Dynasty. In front of him, in addition to a battle armor and a stainless steel spear, the whole person was dressed as a war general of the Qing Dynasty!

It was speculated before that the Qing Emperor Nurhachi forcibly leaned on the Manchus to the Jurchen ancestors, so that it was possible to inherit this city and Wumen...... Therefore, in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, this place must have been entered by the Jurchen people of the Qing Dynasty. It's just that I don't know what means they used to transform the entire witch city into the style of the Qing Dynasty, and even shaved and braided the hair of this powerful "witch soldier" with the strength of the top grandmaster realm, making it a typical "money rat tail" shape.

(So Nurhachi or the emperors of the later generations of the Qing Dynasty tried to manipulate this "witch soldier"?)

(The so-called is not a prince, not a general...... Is it because they infused the second consciousness into Jin Xizong's Wanyan Kang's body, so that he has been in such a mess that he can't recover his sanity?)

Ji Yiming's heart turned with such a thought, but he didn't dare to be directly sure. After all, his understanding of the so-called "witch soldier" is limited to these two words, and he does not understand the mechanism of operation at all, let alone whether it is really feasible to have two consciousnesses in one body.

This analysis is a long time, but in fact, it is only a few seconds on the ever-changing battlefield, and after Yan Yan shouted those few words, he still stood in place and did not attack again.

"Yes, you are not a prince or a general, you are Wanyan and the emperor of the Jin Dynasty. Ji Yiming calmed down, and continued in a deep voice: "In December of the ninth year of the emperor's reign, you were assassinated by Wanyan Liang, the king of Hailing, and Tang Kuobi, the concubine, and then demoted to the title of 'King of Dongdu'!

"Wanyan Liang...... Tang Kuo argues ......"

Wan Yan repeated the two names a few times in a low voice, and the confusion in his eyes gradually faded.

A killing intent that was even crazier than Fang Cai quietly surged from *.

Ou Haichao, who was standing beside Ji Yiming and watching the conversation between the two, had just gasped for breath, and his face was full of bitterness when he saw this: "Little brother Ji, do you have to drive this guy crazy and let him kill us?"

"Don't worry, I'm just verifying some guesses. The former didn't look at Ou Haichao's face, and he also knew that this old brother's internal Dao power consumption was very high, and he might not be able to last long.

He just cautiously watched the change in the expression on Yan Yan's face, and when the latter looked like he was about to burst out with a killing intent, he suddenly spoke: "Qianqing Ancestral Land, one of the three caves." ”

——This is the inscription that Jiang Zhiyou left on those redwood trees before the peak of the Heavenly Long Mountain.

After finishing his face, his body stagnated, and the killing intent instantly dissipated several times, and the light in his eyes turned confused again.