In the blood-colored Demon Flower Palace, every inch of the ground seems to be infected with blood, and the blood is not luster, but a faint mist, if you perceive it carefully, you can find that there is a terrible source of evil thoughts in the mist.

Once you fall into it, you will be enveloped in nightmares, trapped in illusions, and eventually consumed by nightmares.

Xue Guqing has fallen into a nightmare.

Before falling into a nightmare, she shouted a magic flag with all her might.

In the face of an evil spirit that was not weaker than the Demon King, a black demon banner could not completely suppress it, which Xu Yan and Xue Guqing did not expect.

Xue Guqing didn't know if Xu Yan would have time to insert the Black Magic Banner into the holes in the eight altars, and she wouldn't say that the eight altars were actually a big array that had existed for thousands of years.

This large array is also the origin of the evil spirit, and its effect is the demonization of terror, just like her dream at this time.

Xue Guqing's dream was full of dry bones, and she saw corpses all over the ground, and the figure of the emperor was strangely twisted on the city in the distance.

A strange moonlit night, sprinkled with cold moonlight.

The bloodstained emperor looked slowly from the city, his eyes cold and disappointed.

"You're late, my Commander......"

With the emperor's whisper, a sword light rushed out of his heart, taking away a handful of blood stains and an emperor's heart.

"No !!!!!"

The sight in the distance made Xue Guqing roar, and a sharp voice pierced the sky.

Unfortunately, she couldn't step towards the dying emperor, and countless withered hands stretched out from the ground under her feet, grabbing her feet.

Xue Guqing is not afraid of corpses, not afraid of moonlit nights, and not afraid of hands underground, she is afraid of the emperor who is too late to assist in resurrection, and she is even more afraid of watching the emperor being killed in front of her eyes.

"You are the next commander of the Guards, and your name is Xue Guqing. ”

The terrifying dream changed the scenery, and what appeared in front of Xue Guqing was a tall woman, one of the four kings, named Wan Fu's peak powerhouse.

"Remember, the Demon Guards have only one duty, that is, to obey the dispatch of the Demon Emperor, as the commander of the Guards, you must know who you are loyal to, in the Beizhou Demon Domain, only the Demon Emperor can dispatch my Rakshasa line!"

The tall woman laughed wildly, she was as arrogant as a god, and there was only one person in the world who could bow down, and that was the emperor of the demon race, the real supreme who could compete with the scattered immortals.

"Obey orders! Xue Guqing obeys the orders of the adults!"

Facing the Demon King, Xue Guqing hurriedly bowed down to meet her and said obedient words, but before she knelt down, the other party's tone suddenly changed.

"So what are you doing now, are you defending the Demon Emperor, or have you fled back to Beizhou? You are a traitor to the Rakshasa and a disgrace to the Rakshasa clan!"

"No! I was ordered to come back and transfer troops, I am not a traitor!"

In Xue Guqing's roar, the tall woman in front of her turned into another terrifying appearance, and countless long claws were born behind her body to envelop Xue Guqing.

The nightmare is terrifying, even Xue Guqing, who is in the body of a rakshasa has to fall into it, which shows the power of the evil spirit.

However, Xu Yan didn't care, the evil origin around him had no effect on him, and he could even absorb this power for his own use.

Hearing that Xue Guqing's magic flag had entered the battle, Xu Yan immediately flew out and swept a few steps to a small altar on the edge of the main hall.

"Sure enough, the remnants of the array are still there!"

Seeing that there was no blood in the hole in the center of the altar, Xu Yan directly stood the black magic flag in his hand in the hole.

The entire Demon Flower Hall was full of blood, but there was no hole in the center of these small altars, which showed that these eight altars were not completely abandoned, and there were still some remnants of the formation.

With a click, the magic flag was erected, and immediately there was no wind and automatic, and a sound of iron locks came from all directions.

The eight iron locks that originally extended from the black banner became more condensed at this time, and the other seven altars actually appeared with the phantom of a magic flag.

After the phantom appeared, the illusory chains that turned into illusions went straight to the evil spirits, one by one like spider silk entwining the evil spirits to death.

Roar!!!

As if encountering a mortal enemy, the evil spirit struggled angrily, and the blood-colored giant claws appeared one by one, and each condensed one was immediately entangled in illusory chains, unable to move.

"The Demon Emperor's Demon Refining Array, with eight black magic flags, demonized the spirit of Wanyang Wood, a cruel method ......"

Xu Yan's whisper carried an indescribable sadness, and he could see that the essence of the evil spirit was the spirit of Wanyang Wood, the body of the wood spirit of the same origin as him.

Roar!!!

The evil spirit is roaring, but it is imprisoned, Xu Yan uses the black magic banner to hook up the remnants of the great array thousands of years ago, which is enough to imprison the evil spirit for a while.

The evil spirit that faintly appeared in the blood mist of the body of the wood spirit, constantly struggling and roaring, opening and closing its mouth to devour the surrounding blood mist, the less blood mist around it, the more condensed its figure became.

"I can't trap it for too long, so I've got to do it quickly. ”

Xu Yan's eyes sank, and he jumped out of the small altar in a few steps, and his figure jumped to the flower altar in the center of the main hall.

The flowers under your feet seem to be soft, but they are actually as strong as if they are covered in ice, and stepping on them is like walking on the ice.

Xu Yan walked quickly to the stump of the tree where the evil spirit was perched before, and the sword flashed in his right eye, and he carefully identified it.

"The method of demon refining is really here!"

Soon, Xu Yan saw the mystical method engraved on the stake, the whole book of the magic refining method through the blood-colored luster on the appearance of the wooden stake, and he remembered it word for word.

"Infinite Human Demon...... It's not something that can be refined in the human realm at all!"

While Xu Yan wrote down the last method of refining the Wuji human and demon, he was also more puzzled about the existence of the Wuji human demon, and with the record on the wooden stake, if he wanted to sacrifice the Wuji human demon, the materials needed to be collected were incredible, and there was actually the blood of the true spirit, the feather of the true spirit, such a legendary treasure.

If it was just blood and feathers, when Xu Yan saw the terrifying material of the dragon heart and phoenix marrow, he was no longer frightened, but helpless.

Even the black dragon may not be able to reach the true spirit level, not to mention how high the means of refining the Wuji human demon are, and even the materials cannot be found in the true martial arts world.

"The Heavenly Spirit Treasure is definitely not a means of the human world......"

Xu Yan smiled helplessly, and said to himself: "Yunxian Jun's handwriting, sure enough, is what he left, the method of demon refining, the method of demon martial arts, only the last method of the magic sword remains." ”

Xu Yan came to find the method of demon refining, in fact, it was not more to refine the Wuji human demon, but to determine whether the demon refining was also left by Yunxian Jun, and now seeing the handwriting on the wooden stake, compared with the stone pier in the fish belly city, Xu Yan can conclude that it is from the hand of one person.

He wanted to know about Yun Xianjun's past and wanted to know his origins.

Exhaling heavily, now is not the time to think too much, Xu Yan turned around and was about to leave the altar, but stopped when he walked to the edge of the altar.

The gaze of the sword eye inadvertently glanced at the petal formation on the altar, and Xu Yan could see that there were imperceptible aura fluctuations in the Xuan Ao formation.

"Teleportation array, is it still operating? Impossible, the teleportation array that has been operating for five hundred years is using the power of Wanyang Wood?"

Perceiving that the teleportation array also had residual aura left, Xu Yan found that this magic flower hall was really magical, not only the eight small altars on the outside also left some remnants of the array path from thousands of years ago, and even the magic flower teleportation array on the central altar may still be running slowly.

"Even if it works, it's useless, the big array is broken, if it can be repaired......" Xu Yan was suddenly stunned, and an amazing thought appeared in his heart.

If the teleportation array can be restored as before, you will be able to follow in the footsteps of the four kings and go straight from the Demon Flower Hall to the Daofu!