The eight puppets were deposed, and after Xuan Feng and the others returned to normal, Zhang He finally split the wall with another sword.

In the two halls in front, one allowed Zhang He, Xuan Feng and others to selflessly share a qiē, which significantly improved their combat power and sublimated their brotherhood, thus allowing them to initially master the Ancestral Dragon Killing Array.

The other made Zhang He comprehend the world-building method that combines the advantages of subtle and injury-free steps and the ability to help the wind - free and unharmed, and also let everyone figure out how to cooperate with him in the inner world.

It is no exaggeration to say that under the coercion of the puppets in these two halls, Zhang He, Xuan Feng and others have been qualitativeized and sublimated.

After splitting the wall, another hall came into view, but unlike the first two halls, this hall was empty.

Nima, is the wind boiling and the goods are engaged in the Shenma plane again? Looking at the empty hall, Zhang He and the others couldn't help but have a look of confusion on their faces, they didn't believe that boiling the wind would be idle and make such an empty hall to tease them.

No one dares to despise anything in the ancestral dragon temple, because this is the ancient relics left by the ancestral dragon lord, it is the first dragon in the world, and it is also the thing left by the strongest dragon in the world.

Although everyone knew that the reason why the wind was so difficult for them was actually a good intention, but even so, everyone still didn't dare to be careless, because they knew very well that it was undoubtedly an extremely stupid thing to use their talents to bet on the favor of the strong.

In this world, the most important thing is genius, as strong as the world's masters such as boiling the wind, it is not difficult to get a genius like a god horse, as long as he is willing, geniuses from all over the world will flock to him to choose.

For this kind of strong person, the death of a few geniuses is not a big deal at all, not to mention anything else, there are more than 1,000 geniuses who just entered the ancestral dragon temple, but in the end, only twenty people passed the assessment of the first three levels and entered the ancestral dragon temple, and the remaining geniuses have either died or been thrown out of the ancestral dragon ruins, which shows that the so-called geniuses are not gods and horses at all for boiling the wind.

Zhang He and the others have no doubt that although they are very likely to be the only remaining fruits, if they are not qualified, they will still be eliminated mercilessly, and they will definitely not let them fill up because they are the only survivors.

They have all broken through to this point, and it would be a pity if they were eliminated again, so even though the hall was empty, everyone let go of their senses and vigilantly guarded their surroundings, so as not to be caught off guard and eliminated.

The progress of the matter, as Zhang He and the others expected, was really not interested in teasing them, just when they were on full alert, the floor of the hall suddenly burst, and then, a monstrous demonic aura poured out from the depths of the ground, making people feel a creepy feeling.

Demonic energy, Nima, how can there be demonic energy? Just when Zhang He and the others were full of confusion, a chilling laughter came from the depths of the earth, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of figures rushed out from the depths of the earth, making people's scalps tingle.

There are also people in the cultivation realm who have entered the demons, and they can also produce demonic qi, but compared to the demonic qi here, the demonic qi produced by the cultivators when they enter the demons is not demonic qi at all.

If you use wine as a metaphor for the gap between the two, the demonic qi produced by the cultivators who have entered the demon can only be regarded as low-alcohol rice wine at most, but the demonic qi here is 95% alcohol, and the demonic qi is so thick that it is almost viscous, and it is still so pure that it makes people feel like they have fallen into hell.

Countless figures in pitch-black armor continued to rush out from the depths of the earth, as if they were evil ghosts crawling out of hell, and everyone exuded an incomparably gloomy aura, and an indescribable terrifying demonic aura was still bursting out of everyone's body.

Unconsciously, the number of strong people who rushed out from the depths of the earth had actually reached a thousand, but under the unblinking gaze of Zhang He and others, all the strong people suddenly knelt on the ground in unison, and roared feverishly with a fanatical face, "Welcome to the Demon General, I wish the Demon General a long life and Tianqi." ”

I'm rubbing, I'm forking the fork, even the demon general has run out, what the hell is this? Under Zhang He's unblinking gaze, a burly man dressed in dark black armor and holding a ** big knife immediately appeared in front of everyone.

The Demon General glanced at the many strong men kneeling on the ground with great satisfaction, and then slowly turned around, stared at Zhang He and the others, and his face was full of ferocity, and he roared loudly, "It's been five thousand seven hundred years, and it's been five thousand seven hundred years since Lao Tzu was suppressed here. ”

I rub, boil Yu? Could it be that the boiling Yu mentioned by this thing is also the same as boiling the wind, and it is also one of the twelve divine guards of the ancestral dragon? Nima, if that's the case, then it's a fart?

Just when Zhang He and the others couldn't help but have a look of horror on their faces, the Demon General finally finished roaring, and then stared at Zhang He and asked with murderous intent, "Human child, what year is it tonight?" ”

I rub, what year is it? How do you let Brother answer you?

In the great world of China, today is the year 2015; In the small world ruled by Ji, tonight is the 5973rd year of Emperor Hong; In the age of hell, tonight should be five thousand five hundred and ninety-three; In the God Killing Realm where the God Killing Ancestor took the incarnation realm as the first year of God Killing, tonight is the three thousand nine hundred and eighty-seven years of God Killing, but in this Ancestral Dragon Temple, what year is it tonight, Brother really doesn't know.

Just as Zhang He was groaning, a tyrannical evil aura and an even more violent demonic aura immediately burst out from the demon general's body, "Human boy, Lao Tzu asks you, where is Xiyu Xiao'er tonight?" ”

"Who is Yu Yu?" Zhang He couldn't help but ask helplessly, "Forgive me for being lonely and unheard, I have never heard of the name of Yuyu." ”

"The one who boiled the universe, the strategist under the vanguard general Gongsun Zhu under the command of the Twelve Divine Guards of the Ancestral Dragon, Ao Ming."

Okay, you won, and after a long time, it turns out that the Yu Yu who you can't wait to eat his flesh and sleep on his skin is just a strategist, and he is only a strategist who is not very high-level, so are you still a chicken feather?

And those idiots under your command are even more idiots who can die, just a small character of your level, you dare to claim longevity and Tianqi, can you not be so funny, okay?

Although he learned from the mouth of the demon general that he was still several levels away from a master of the level of boiling wind, Zhang He still didn't dare to be careless, after all, this was an old monster who had lived from thousands of years ago to the present, and moreover, it was still an old monster from the demon clan.

Nima, I don't know if the method of dividing the strength of the demon race is the same as that of the cultivators in the cultivation realm, the demon cultivators and the cultivators have corresponding levels, and before the out-of-body period, the grading system is exactly the same as that of the cultivators, but after the out-of-body period, the demon cultivators have defined a better way to divide the levels for themselves.

On the cultivator's side, above the out-of-body period, they are divided into gods, merging, cave void, Mahayana and tribulation periods, while on the demon cultivator's side, they are the demon general, the demon marshal, the demon king, the demon emperor and the demon saint, which happens to correspond to the cultivation level of the demon beast.

Nima, if the cultivation of this product is just a demon general as his subordinates call him, then it will be simple, brother can destroy this bunch of people in a few minutes, but it is obvious that the demon general should be the position of this goods, and it is definitely not his cultivation, how can a small role that is only equivalent to a cultivator in the distraction period exude such a terrifying aura?

Nima didn't know if this thing was a god-level cultivator, but just when Zhang He was confused, the thing asked again with murderous intent, "Human boy, do you really know about Xiyu?" ”

"Absolutely."

"In that case, the general will let you go and let you die a happy death."

Uh, this thing has a sick brain, right? Can this also be called letting me go? Zhang He was completely speechless, and couldn't help but ask weakly, "Dare to ask Lord Demon General, why did you appear here?" ”

"Ahh Zhang He's words made the demon general can't help but let out a shocking roar, and after a long time, the goods party roared at the bottom, "If it weren't for the despicable and shameless Xiaoer of Yu, who used the formation to plot against Lao Tzu, how could Lao Tzu appear here?" Yes. ”

I'm rubbing, I'm forking the fork, it's been a long time, it turns out that you are actually a brainless thing, Nima, the Five Realms War back then was a legion-based Armageddon, and it was common sense for soldiers not to get tired of cheating, you were calculated, that can only be blamed for your bad brain, you are embarrassed to bark here, and my brother feels ashamed of you

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