"What a king's breath, who are you!"

Chu Qiu took a step back, his whole person was ready for battle, and looked at the man coldly.

And the man was still stunned on his face, and kept muttering, "The breath of the king... The breath of the king.."

Suddenly, the man's figure moved, and he came to Chu Qiu in an instant, and grabbed Chu Qiu's collar directly with one hand. The man's movements were too fast, and strong winds were coming towards Chu Qiu, Chu Qiu had no choice but to burst out with all his strength to resist this grasp, his eyes turned black in an instant, and the demon Xuan on his body exploded out of his body, and his right hand turned into a fist, and Dao flames ignited on it, heading towards the man's hand.

But the man was too strong, and without waiting for Chu Qiu's fist to touch him, he directly opened Chu Qiu's right arm with one hand at will, and in a breath, Chu Qiu was lifted in the air by the man. Strong! Too strong! The man's body revealed an invisible coercion, Chu Qiu couldn't resist it at all, his powerful strength surpassed all the enemies Chu Qiu had faced for so many years! Even though Chu Qiu struggled with all his might, he still couldn't break free from the man's shackles.

I saw the man look at Chu Qiu's dark eyes coldly, one hand behind his back, the purple-black light in his eyes lit up, and asked, "Boy, what's your surname!"

Chu Qiu was also angry at this time, he didn't know who this man was, where he came from, he had the same demon Xuan as himself, but why was he so ruthless. Even though he couldn't break free, Chu Qiu still yelled at the man: "Lao Tzu's surname is Chu!

"Chu.. Chu?!"

As soon as Chu Qiu's words fell, the man suddenly became in a trance, his eyes were full of incredulity, and his mouth kept muttering. The hand holding Chu Qiu was also quietly released, Chu Qiu didn't react, he fell heavily on the ground, and when he was thinking about what to do next, he only heard the man laugh maniacally, turned his back to Chu Qiu, looked back at the huge palace, raised his arms high, and laughed like crazy

"Hahaha! Hahaha! The descendants of my king are still alive! The descendants of my king are still alive! Our people will not perish! Haha! Soldiers! Our people will not perish!"

When Chu Qiu heard the man's wild laughter, he was also stunned in place, his mind was full of question marks, and he inevitably wondered in his heart: What king's descendants, what soldiers? What will not perish? But even though he was suspicious in his heart, Chu Qiu's vigilance still did not let go, and the flame in his right hand rose into the air, full of strength, thinking of directly attacking and killing that man.

After the man laughed for a while, the fire in Chu Qiu's hand was also getting bigger and bigger, and in a few breaths, it had grown almost as tall as the palace, only to see Chu Qiu kick out at this time, jump into the air, and a huge black fireball on the palm of his right hand covered the man from behind him. This blow is the strongest blow that Chu Qiu can exert in his current realm, the ultimate meaning of the Great Thousand Burning Flame Technique!

"It doesn't matter if you are a human or a ghost, die to Lao Tzu!" Chu Qiu looked at the man and burst into a shout: "Daqian Burning Yan Jue, Emperor Yan!"

As the words fell, a huge black fireball directly submerged the man's figure, and the space began to shake violently, and a few stone chips began to fall above the underground palace. But just when he was about to succeed, the fireball in front of him suddenly dissipated, and the space stabilized. In front of the dissipation of the fireball, the man put one hand against the place where the fireball disappeared, and the corner of his mouth hooked a smile, as if it was effortless.

Just when Chu Qiu was stunned, the man smiled and said, "Innate Seventh Order, it's still too weak! But I can feel that your cultivation should be more than that, it should be forcibly eliminated by some kind of force." ”

"If you want to kill or chop, listen to it!" Chu Qiu stood in place, he was already out of breath at this time, obviously this move had drained nine percent of his Xuan power, and his body was also unstable, but he still looked at the man coldly, and said in his mouth. At this time, he had already used all his strength, and the strongest blow was also released, but the man in front of him was unscathed at all, Chu Qiu understood that he was not this man's opponent at all, if this man wanted to kill himself, maybe it was just a matter of thought.

Looking at Chu Qiu's fearless face, the man couldn't help but smile happily, walked over, patted Chu Qiu's shoulder, and said, "You have backbone! The man let out another long sigh, his eyes full of helplessness.

At this time, Chu Qiu realized that this man did not want to kill himself, he should have some relationship with himself, and his heart calmed down, but he still asked a little vigilantly: "Who are you, what did you summon me for?"

The man smiled, as if he had guessed that Chu Qiu would ask this, and said with a smile: "It's not suitable for talking outside, go inside!"

After saying that, he slapped his hand on Chu Qiu's shoulder, Chu Qiu only felt that his eyes were dark, but when he opened his eyes again, he came to a large hall, in front of him was a long table, he was sitting on a chair, and the man was opposite. Chu Qiu looked around and found that this hall was actually so magnificent! The entire hall was supported by a total of five pillars, each of which exuded a black aura on it, and there were monsters carved on it that Chu Qiu had never seen before. At the entrance of the hall, there was a red carpet all the way to Chu Qiu's location. On the wall, two large murals hang on it. On a mural, a man with long black hair is painted standing on a mountain full of corpses, stepping on countless corpses under his feet, the whole mountain is bleeding like a river, the man is dressed in a black robe, his pupils are pitch black, a white-bladed long knife in his hand is behind him, his eyes are like knives looking ahead, his long hair is dancing, like a god!

On another mural, there is a picture of a black-haired man fighting, the man's eyes are purple-black, his skin is fair, and a long black knife in his hand is swinging forward, and around him, there is a group of people wearing feather coats, the group of people is flashing with white light, which is actually somewhat similar to Zuo Qiu's Xuanqi. There were two large wings behind him, some black and some white, each holding a weapon, and the killing intent overflowed, killing towards the black-haired man. And the black-haired man was not afraid in the face of the enemy, and the whole person faced the enemy! Chu Qiu couldn't help but be shocked after seeing it, the man in this painting was the one sitting opposite him!

Chu Qiu pointed to the mural and asked the man, "Is this you?"

The man nodded and said, "It's me."

Chu Qiu looked at the man's smiling face, but a cordiality welled up in his heart, and then asked, "Who are you?"

The man's eyes were firm at this time, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the whole person suddenly became radiant, and said sonorously: "Commander of the Second Legion under Chu Feng's seat!" Qi He!"

Chu Feng actually had the same surname as himself, Chu Qiu asked suspiciously, "Who is Chu Feng?"

"Your ancestors!"

"Ancestor, what is my identity, and who are we?" Chu Qiu stood up with his hand on the seat, looked at the man named Qi He and asked eagerly, his voice also raised a few points.

Qi He watched Chu Qiu stand up, and didn't react much, but motioned for him to sit down first, and then said slowly: "You are too weak now, tell you, tell you too early, it will hurt you." ”

Chu Qiu let out a long sigh of relief and calmed himself down. He was anxious to know his identity, but Qi He's words woke him up, he only had the cultivation of the Innate Realm now, even if he knew his identity, what could he do? Chu Qiu had long felt that his identity and race were not as simple as the evil demon clan that the world said. Although Chu Qiu understood that he could not be an evil way at all, it did not mean that he did not believe that other people with the same bloodline as himself would be evil ways, after all, people were unpredictable. But listening to Qi He's two words, Chu Qiu found that his ethnicity and identity were far more mysterious than he imagined.

Chu Qiu calmed down for a moment and asked again, "What's the matter with the Great War of the Ancients?"

"Careerists are just competing with each other"

Careerist? Chu Qiu couldn't help but have a new question, but he didn't go to ask what was going on. He understood that even if he asked, Qi He would not necessarily tell him, because he knew too much, but it would harm him. But Chu Qiu still had a question in his heart, and couldn't help but ask with longing in his eyes: "Senior, the world says that I am the remnant of the demon race, the same party of the evil way, for so many years, I have been ridiculed, hunted down, and sneered by the world, I want to know, is our race good or bad? Are we the heinous demons that people say they say?"

Hearing Chu Qiu's question, Qi He also paused, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought. He was silent for a moment, as if he didn't know how to answer Chu Qiu's question. And with Qi He's silence, Chu Qiu's eyes slowly began to become disappointed, with helplessness on his face, spread out on the seat. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: I didn't expect that my own people were really the demons who should be destroyed by heaven and earth in the mouth of the world, and there was more than enough to die.

However, at this time, he heard Qi He sigh, and then said something that Chu Qiu seemed to understand.

"Demons are not demons, gods are not gods"

"I can only tell you so much, as for the evil way you said, I have never heard of it, after all, I have been dead for a long time, and all my divine consciousness can only stay in this space, there were many people who stayed here with me, but then they all disappeared, only I have been waiting here for a long time, really a long time. ”

Qi He spoke, his face gradually swelled with endless sadness, his eyes were also full of depth and vicissitudes, under the background of the dim lights, the whole person became extremely desolate, and his mouth read: "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

At this time, Chu Qiu was still thinking about the meaning of the phrase "Demons are not demons, gods are not gods", and when he heard Qi He's voice, he also raised his head and saw the vicissitudes of Qi He at this time. Looking at Qi He's face, Chu Qiu also lamented the ruthlessness of the war, he now understood that the man standing on the blood mountain in the painting should be his ancestor, Chu Feng. But he didn't expect that his ancestors actually had a relationship with the ancient war, and he was even more curious about why Qi He would say that the ancient war was fought for by careerists, and why a mysterious and powerful figure like Qi He would never hear of the evil way. Quietly, the Great War of the Ancients also cast a veil of mystery in Chu Qiu's heart, and a cloud of mist surged from Chu Qiu's heart.

But Chu Qiu didn't ask too much about the Great War in the Ancients, he understood that if he wanted to know whether the truth of the Ancient Era, the Ancient Age, the Dark Age, and the Ice Age was different from what the outside world said, all of this needed him to explore slowly. Chu Qiu silently took out a photo talisman from his arms, and then the Xuan Qi entered the talisman, the yellow talisman glowed with yellow light, and then a huge phantom was cast onto the wall, Chu Qiu looked at Qi He and asked, "Senior, have you seen what this thing is?"