The mirage-like arena is gone, and in the midst of the wind, the desert reveals its dark buildings.

As the wind and sand grew stronger, more buildings were exposed.

Hundreds of Kaminosuke people rushed to these buildings in a swarm.

They couldn't catch up with Ye Fan anymore, but they didn't bother to chase Ye Fan at the moment, they were ecstatic, ran into the desert buildings, and looked at these ancient buildings excitedly.

"This is a palace, the Zhenwu Palace in the Tarim Basin, and the Zhenwu ruins are real!"

"There must be a remnant of the true martial arts here, and I will definitely be able to take it to the next level by absorbing it from the Ye Yin Killing Dao!"

Dongying people are crazy, and when they see the building, they go in and loot it. Koreans are the same, like mad dogs.

Unfortunately, almost all of the buildings were empty, and at most they scavenged for some rotten antiquities.

In the end, several hundred people gathered in front of the central palace.

This palace is very large, like the ancient emperor's Daxiong Treasure Hall, and even the glazed tiles are brand new.

Obviously, there is a formation in this palace, and it has always maintained the appearance of the palace.

The excited crowd finally calmed down and sensed the danger.

"What about Ye Fan? Where did he go? Kaminosuke asked, angry at Ye Fan.

Li Yiji shook her head: "He may have already gone in, how well is this palace preserved, obviously the treasures are inside, should we go in?" ”

Everyone wants to go in, but everyone is afraid and wary of the other.

A group of people were silent for a moment, and finally Li Yiji spoke: "Lord Kaminosuke, I want to marry you, let's get along with each other." ”

She was very direct, and Kaminosuke laughed: "Okay, let's be friendly, I swear in the name of the samurai that I will never go back." ”

The name of the samurai is very binding on Kaminosuke, and he is also giving in, not wanting to fight each other with Kaito Kendo.

Both groups of people smiled, and Pu Xiahai bent down towards the three Dongying innate masters: "We will be friends in the future." ”

Dongying's innate master also bent down and recognized his Korean friends.

So, the two sides formed an alliance, and then they both stared at the people of the Southern Xinjiang Jade Alliance.

Half of the masters of the Southern Xinjiang Jade League are dead, and there are still more than thirty people left, who are staring at them at the moment, and they are all hairy.

"I'm tired of the friends of the Southern Xinjiang Jade League, go ahead." Kaminosuke spoke, unquestionable.

The faces of the people of the Southern Xinjiang Jade League changed greatly, they wanted to refuse but didn't dare, and finally, under the forced gaze, they pushed open the palace gate and led the way.

A group of mermaids rushed in, all excited.

At the back of the line, Ryoi Sakura, wearing a veil and wielding a short knife, followed like a puppet, surrounded by semi-hidden ninjas.

One of the ninjas suddenly poked Ryoi Sakura, and Ryoyi Sakura was taken aback, and the short knife had already stabbed it.

"It's me." The ninja whispered, pulled down the black veil and revealed his face, it was Ye Fan.

Liangyi Ying was stunned, and Ye Fan sighed: "I won't kill them, just wait for this moment, it's terrifying here, if you follow me, I will protect you." ”

Ye Fan is a little treacherous and a little serious.

Liangyi Sakura pursed her lips and nodded silently.

The two ninjas were at full speed, hanging from the back and stepping into the palace.

The palace was unexpectedly empty, except that the big was empty.

Hundreds of people marched vigilantly, and they encountered no danger along the way.

Finally, when they walked to the innermost part of the palace, the people of the Southern Xinjiang Jade League let out a burst of exclamations.

Ye Fan looked over and found that the layout in front of him was the same as that of the emperor's early dynasty, and there was a dragon chair on it.

Moreover, there was a man sitting on the dragon chair.

The man didn't have a trace of breath, like a sculpture, but he was indeed a person, I don't know how many years he had been dead, and he was still intact.

Looking at his clothes again, his golden robe is similar to a dragon robe, and although he does not wear a crown on his head, he is more majestic than the emperor.

"It's ...... The emperor of China? Kaminosuke groaned, surprised.

"It's a sculpture, right? Maybe it's some king of the True Martial Arts. ”

Li Yiji analyzed, bent down and bowed: "Haidong Kendo, meet the True Martial King." ”

She is well-behaved, and she will bow down without saying a word. However, others do not worship, they say that they are here to pay homage to the relics of their ancestors, but in fact they do not respect them at all, just to get the inheritance of true martial arts.

Kaminosuke directly forced the people of the Southern Xinjiang Jade League to go up to check, and the two of them walked up with white faces and cautiously approached the dragon chair.

Behind, Liangyi Ying asked Ye Fan: "Who is that?" ”

Ye Fan was silent, he stared at the people on the dragon chair, and his heart turned upside down.

This person gave him the feeling of the sky, he sat there, like a sword standing between heaven and earth, shaking the sky and the earth, invincible in the world.

Such a master is definitely a true martial arts sage, even if he has been dead for hundreds of years, a physical body can still shock the world here.

Next to the dragon chair, two people from the Southern Xinjiang Jade League reached out and touched the Zhenwu Sage, and the Zhenwu Sage did not move at all, and his skin did not wrinkle.

He was about thirty years old, heroic, and although his eyes were closed, he could involuntarily surrender.

"It's just a dead man, don't be afraid." After the people of the Southern Xinjiang Jade League confirmed it, they breathed a sigh of relief, and when everyone below saw this, they all wanted to go up to check the dragon chair, wanting to see if there were any treasures.

However, they suddenly froze halfway through, looking at the True Martial Ancestors in horror.

The True Martial Ancestor opened his eyes at some point, a pair of dark eyes surging with a trace of golden light, and he looked at everyone without emotion.

The two men next to him turned their heads to look at them, and they were immediately frightened, and they rolled down, breaking their heads and bleeding.

This time, no one dared to step forward.

Ye Fan in the rear was also cold, and the Zhenwu Sage who opened his eyes gave him a different feeling, this time, it seemed that the sky was overlooking the earth, and all living beings were ants, even Ye Fan felt that he was just an ant.

No one dared to move in the middle of the sound, but the strong wind outside the palace blew in, blowing the dragon robe of the true martial sage.

In his dragon robe, a bamboo slip fell out.

It was an aged bamboo slip, full of a peaceful and true martial atmosphere, and rolled down the steps.

Hundreds of people widened their eyes, and then they rushed up and snatched the bamboo slip.

The True Martial Ancestor still had his eyes open, and he didn't move.

In the scramble of the crowd, Kaminosuke hacked a Korean to death with a knife: "Get out!" ”

The smell of blood was permeated, and the innate masters of Ye Yin's three families waved their hands in vain, and Ye Yin's murderous aura swept through the palace.

The wind was blowing, and Li Yiji shouted: "Stop, let's quit!" ”

Li Yiji led the people back and gave the bamboo slips to Kaminosuke.

Kaminosuke snorted coldly, grabbed it, and couldn't help laughing wildly.

"It's such a strong true martial arts atmosphere, this is definitely a real martial arts method!"

He wanted to flip through it immediately, but Liangyi Muren stopped: "Young master, it's too weird here, let's retreat first." There was nothing else in the palace, and it was lucky enough to get the bamboo slips. ”

The innate master's sense of danger was accurate, and the Liangyi Wood Man was always cold, and he didn't dare to look directly into the eyes of the True Martial Ancestor.

"Good!" Kaminosuke was not a fool either, grabbing the bamboo slip and retreating immediately.

Hundreds of people quickly withdrew from the palace, away from the True Martial Ancestors.

Ye Fan hid behind a pillar with a stiff expression. Liangyi Sakura asked him in a low voice, "What should I do?" They didn't fight each other, and I didn't get a chance to make a move. ”

Ryoyi Sakura is still thinking about killing her brother.

Ye Fan said hoarsely: "You also go out, the true martial sages are watching me." ”

Ye Fan's voice was trembling, he was like carrying a Mount Tai, and he was about to lose his grip.

The moment he rolled down from the bamboo tube, he found that the eyes of the True Martial Sage were alive, like two rays of light, locking on himself.

Others may not have noticed it, but Ye Fan noticed it, and he was almost imprisoned at the moment. If he wanted to run, he would be turned to ashes in an instant.

Liangyi Sakura was puzzled: "What's wrong with you?" You're not leaving? ”

"I can't go, get out of here." Ye Fan said again, Liangyi Sakura looked uneasy and withdrew silently.

As she exited, the palace door slammed shut.

Hundreds of people outside were all startled and stared at the palace in disbelief.

"Why did you close the door all of a sudden? The wind blows? ”

"Don't worry about it, it's weird here, let's get out of here!"

Hundreds of people quickly fled, and Kaminosuke looked through the crowd: "Sakura? Where are you? ”

Ryoyi Sakura appeared, and Kaminosuke grabbed her and walked away quickly.

In the palace, Ye Fan was in a cold sweat, he couldn't move at all, and the gaze of the True Martial Sage was heavier than the sea, pressing him out of breath.

Ye Fan ran his true qi, knelt down with extreme difficulty, and said word by word: "Ye Fan, a descendant of Huaxia, meet the ancestor of Zhenwu." ”

After saying this, his body relaxed, and the eyes of the True Martial Ancestors on the dragon chair moved away, as if he recognized Ye Fan's identity as a descendant.

The sound of morning bells and dusk drums sounded in the main hall, and the mouth of the True Martial Ancestor did not move, but the voice was echoing.

"I only have one remnant soul left, what do you want to know?"

The sound was like a big river surging, which shook Ye Fan's eardrums.

After Ye Fan was stunned, he said respectfully: "I want to know, why Zhenwu is extinct. ”

Ye Fan came here to find the true martial arts heritage and see if he could take his pseudo-Jindan realm to the next level.

But at this moment, seeing the true martial sage and hearing his voice, where did he still have the heart to find an inheritance, the deepest doubts in his heart blurted out.

"Eight hundred people in the Heavenly Dao, kill this emperor here, the true martial arts are exhausted, and you are left alone in the world......"

As the True Martial Ancestor spoke, there was a sudden sound of thunder outside, and the terrifying Tianwei was like a thousand-foot waterfall sloping down, pressing the palace with a piercing cracking sound.

The true martial sages shut their mouths and closed their eyes, and returned to dead silence.

Ye Fan was shocked, and quickly pushed the door out to take a look, only to see that in the high sky, there were hundreds of miles of dark clouds, and the lightning as thick as a mountain was flowing, pointing directly at the Zhenwu Palace.

Such a heavenly might, vast and vast, set off a more violent wind and sand, as if the Tarim Basin was overturned, and thousands of sand waves rushed towards the Zhenwu Palace.

In just a moment, the ruins of Zhenwu were completely submerged by the wind and sand.

Ye Fan fled in a leap and fled far away before he completely left the range of Tianwei.

The hundred miles of dark clouds began to dissipate, the lightning was hidden, and as far as the eye could see, there was no cloud, and the yellow sand in the Tarim Basin was like washing, where was there any palace?

Ye Fan felt like he was dreaming, and his expression was a little trance.

He shook his head, and heard a whining cry in his ears.

He turned his head to look, and saw a sloppy crazy old man sitting on the sand dunes in the distance, looking in the direction of the Zhenwu Ruins, crying while watching, and then got up and left, gradually disappearing into the wind and sand.