The night was very quiet, the smell of blood was very strong, He Yingwu closed his eyes slightly, the granulations inside and outside his body were crazy and sour and itchy, and he seemed to sleep for a while in a trance.

This is not the fatigue of "lack of sleep" in the usual sense, but the drowsiness after a lot of energy recovery from the injury.

In the dream, he saw Ji Xiaoye, the little guy was chubby, sleepy-eyed, and his hair was messy like a bird's nest, and asked him why he hadn't come home yet;

He also saw Jiang Xiaoxiao, who seemed to be staring at the snowfall with all his heart, no matter how he shouted, he couldn't hear him or see him;

He saw Han Yinli again, dressed in white, curled up on his side, like snow-white hair almost falling out, his old face was ravine, he called her softly, wanting to help her turn over...... Yes!!!

He exclaimed, and his heart swerved!

Under his hands, Han Yinli was already half a dry bone......

Call~~~~

He Yingwu woke up suddenly, covered in a cold sweat, gasping for breath.

Ten thousand years of Xuanyu bed, nine turns of jade liquid Taiqing Dan, he must bring these two things back to the apocalyptic world within three years, otherwise, Han Yinli will really become a dry bone.

......

Visiting inside and outside, the injury has healed, He Yingwu clenched his left fist lightly, shook it with force, and bang~~~ hit a sonic boom.

He shook his head helplessly, stood up on the ground, walked in front of Wei Rongcuo in two steps, squatted down, and carefully examined it from head to toe.

This guy is cold and transparent, there is a large pool of black blood under his body, and the demonic energy around his body has already faded cleanly, revealing his true face.

Wei Rongcuo is one meter nine tall, extremely powerful and majestic, the corners of his mouth, face and clothes are covered with blood, obviously not the accumulation of a day or two, his skin is oozing blood, purple and black, like a pigskin soaked in venom.

Gently open the eyelids, the black stone-like pupils have long since diverged, but you can still see the thick tyranny, beast-like hideousness, and ...... hidden in it Perhaps this is panic?

It's not clear what should be distinguished.

On the index finger of Wei Rongcuo's left hand, he was wearing a simple and domineering ring, which was dark and golden as a whole, and a dragon relief was coiled around it, like a small real dragon.

He Yingwu's heart moved!

From the breath, this thing is anything but extraordinary;

From a logical point of view, Wei Rongcuo has been bound by iron chains, and there are still any spiritual weapons on his body, but judging from the attitude of the Great Elder, as well as the behavior of taking great medicine, the Golden Sword Sect obviously still regards Wei Rongcuo as the sect master, since this is the case, what is left on the sect master must be something that cannot be taken away...... Or is it very likely, a token of the sect master of the Golden Sword Sect?

If you take it, it will be regarded as a traitor?

He Yingwu gently stroked it down, his hand was quite heavy, he groaned and tossed twice, but in the rotation of the ring's flickering light, his eyes froze!

The inner ring of the ring is engraved with small characters in the seal body: Huangji Tianlong Ring.

After a little hesitation, He Yingwu gently put the Tianlong ring on his left index finger a little bit, and at the same time, his mind moved, and the broken arrow came out of the purple mansion, and the tip of the arrow was on his index finger.

If this is really the treasure of the Golden Sword Gate, then there must be all kinds of "miracles", but for outsiders, I am afraid that most of these miracles are all kinds of "weird".

If it's weird and uncontrollable, then cut off a small section of your finger! Anyway, it will grow quickly, it doesn't matter.

He had just slaughtered the sect master, so he couldn't be too careful.

...... No movement......

He Yingwu frowned slightly, and gently pushed all the Imperial Heavenly Dragon Rings forward, just like Wei Rongcuo did...... Still not moving......

With a movement of his mind, the vitality seeped into the Tianlong Ring...... Still no movement......

No supernatural, no weird?

It shouldn't be!

Scare yourself?

Well...... Spilled blood to confess the Lord?

Just try it when you think of it, He Yingwu gently scratched the nail of his right thumb across the index finger, a drop of round blood oozed out, he secretly gritted his teeth, lightly touched the Tianlong ring, and the blood suddenly entered!

In a trance, He Yingwu suddenly found himself in a gray space!

The space seemed to be so large that it could not be sensed, and just ten meters in front of him, an old man who was so old that he exuded a slight smell of decay sat upright with his eyes closed, obviously sleeping!

A little enlightenment came to my heart, the ancestor of the Golden Sword Gate!

In a shocking move, the vitality gushed like a tide, and a violent flame gushed out, calcining the Emperor Extreme Heavenly Dragon Ring fiercely!

Multiply~~~

A wisp of smoke, He Yingwu's blood has been burned!

And the process of recognizing the Lord with this drop of blood was naturally interrupted by brutality.

Call~~~

Looking at the burned black left hand, He Yingwu's little heart was beating violently, this was about to recognize the Lord and was pulled to the mysterious space, and the ancestor of the Taishang family found that he had just killed his descendants...... That's a big joke!

After waiting for a while, there was no movement, and He Yingwu put his heart in his stomach.

It seems that this is most likely some kind of life-sustaining method of the Supreme Ancestor, who should be asleep most of the time, and it is difficult to be awakened.

It's okay, it's okay!

He carefully put away the Emperor Pole Heavenly Dragon Ring.

Upon closer inspection, there were really no other objects on Wei Rongcuo's body.

......

He Yingwu stood up, his brows furrowed, killing is easy to kill, and his life is hard to escape!

The Great Elder must have been convinced that his great medicine would inevitably be eaten by the Demon Sect Master, so he didn't secretly check it!

But once people find out that the big medicine is not dead, but the sect master is dead, it is merciful not to kill him a hundred times......

What to do?

What to do?

He Yingwu began to circle in the confined space to see if there was a way out.

In fact, with the Emperor Heavenly Dragon Ring in his hand, this thing should be a token of the sect master of the Golden Sword Gate, and he can completely "forge the holy decree", just say that the sect master of Wei Rongcuo floated away, and passed the position of the sect master of the Golden Sword Sect to him, and this Heavenly Dragon Ring is a token!

...... Alas, alas, this nonsense...... He Yingwu couldn't even convince himself, how stupid would he have to be to believe that Wei Rong's mistaken position as the sect master had given a big medicine of unknown origin......

Or will he disguise himself and disguise himself as Wei Rongguo?

He had just been lying on the ground, and seeing the demonic aura around the demonic sect master, he had a faint idea: the demonic aura was so strong that he couldn't see the human face clearly, and it was an excellent smoke screen in itself!

So...... I won't be able to spot him for a while.

But what should I do if there is another big medicine delivered?

Others don't say it, the four elders are definitely very familiar with Wei Rongcuo, and after a little time, the possibility of revealing the stuffing is extremely great!What should I do?

Or, just run away?

But in the base camp of others, if you are not familiar with the place, can you run out? First of all, can you escape from this confined space?

......

Searching around and thinking wildly, He Yingwu suddenly found a small box standing in the corner of the wall, he frowned slightly, and opened it carefully and gently, inside was a short knife and a thin booklet.

Two words are engraved on the handle of the short knife: Point.

Point knives?

Wei Rong's natal weapon?

Holding it in his hand, he gently entered a trace of vitality, and in the humming sound, the short knife suddenly turned into three feet, and the cold was like a fantasy!

Well, not bad!

He Yingwu moved his mind and put it into the storage bag.

And on the cover of the thin booklet are six big characters: Memorabilia of the Golden Sword Gate.

Curious, he opened it, and the first page read: In the year 3192 of the new moral calendar, Lin Chunfeng established the Huangji Jingshimen, which was attached to the Yunlan Sect, the largest sect on the island of the Thousand Islands at that time......

He Yingwu's heart moved, calculated that the Golden Sword Gate has existed for more than 800 years, and it is okay!

However, after a cursory look, even if he was in danger and his life was in danger, He Yingwu was still made to cry and laugh, and the strange Golden Sword Gate ......

From the beginning of the founding of the school, it was called "Huangji Jingshimen", which was attached to the Yunlan Sect;

600 years ago, it was renamed "Tianxing Sect" and attached to Yunxiu Valley;

By 350 years ago, it was renamed "Tiangang Sect" and attached to the Flowing Fire Gate;

Before 280, it was renamed "Jinyangmen" and attached to the Yanyue Sect;

By 220 years ago, it was renamed "Xiaoyao Valley" and attached to the Huiliu Fire Gate;

170 years ago, it was renamed "Benlei Mountain Mansion" and attached to the Dark Moon Gate;

110 years ago, it was renamed "Azure Sect" and attached to the Netherworld Villa;

By 50 years ago, it was renamed "Golden Sword Gate" and attached to the Wuji Sword Sect;

...... It seems that "hugging the thighs" is the fine tradition of their sect, an indelible genetic imprint and the only magic weapon to defeat the enemy, according to the "Golden Sword Gate Memorabilia", in the past 800 years, no force has ever been able to defeat him before the surrender of the Golden Sword Gate!

Never!

"Lightning-like surrender" can probably describe the essence of the Golden Sword Gate's surrender tactics.

For generations and hundreds of years, of course, there are sharp contradictions within the Golden Sword Gate, but if you look closely, all their contradictions revolve around one theme: whose thighs are you hugging?

I......

He Yingwu was speechless for a while.