It is a world of miracles, where all things are revealed in the hazy consciousness and open up the mysterious power of the self.

Some people suddenly woke up, were ordered by the sky, and entered the Tao in a dream. It is not so much that they are the great powers of cultivation and success, but that they are the spokesmen of the Mandate of Heaven.

But the fire men in front of them were different, and when Twelve saw them, they had cloudy eyes, rough skin, and a look without a city, and even the standard armor they were wearing showed that they were the same as ordinary soldiers. They are ordinary people who have not cultivated.

"Only I am the Tang Dynasty, forever!"

With their roar, the turquoise flames jumped dozens of feet high.

"What's going on?" Twelve watched as the flames spread across the dome and toward the bridge. For a while, the appearance of the entire underground palace was revealed.

"Is this a gladiatorial arena?"

On the other side of the drawbridge, a magnificent circular platform shines in the green flames. The intertwined rifts, the ancient unknown runes, set off its antiquity and mystery.

The two Burning Men regained their footing at the head of the bridge and did not attack again. The flame that melted into the ashes of the soldier jumped out again and landed on Fu Linglong, jumping with joy.

"Does this mean that we have really opened the dungeon?" Fu Wushuang looked at the suddenly bright space, the magnificent Colosseum, and the cumbersome rune signs on it, which must contain endless mysteries.

Somewhat different from the Colosseum, there are several towers around the Colosseum that have been dilapidated and have not resisted the erosion of the forces of time. Black Mist's attention was focused on the center of the Colosseum, where there was something resembling an altar.

"Ancient Altar?" Fu Wushuang also saw it, his eyes were fiery, because in his mind, there was actually a book that recorded this kind of altar in detail, and there were all kinds of information about it.

"Among the books in the Fu family's collection, there is a collection of all kinds of books about the origin of this kind of ruins, which is whimsical, unreal, and not down-to-earth enough. Once, the older generation of the Fu family disdained this kind of fanciful sideways, but who would have thought that what if it was not a fantasy, but a real one?" Fu Wushuang said.

"Oh?" Black Mist pricked up his ears when he heard this, he was very interested in the news about the underground palace.

"Tell me about it. Twelve asked.

"This also starts from the background of this altar, which is scattered in the booklet that countless years ago, on an unknown planet scattered in the universe, there was a country called Tang. ”

Fu Wushuang narrated, first mentioning a country called Tang, and then introducing the rise of this country in the turmoil of the planet.

After a long period of rule, the fortunes of the Tang State were full of ups and downs, which can be described as stormy. Until the last monarch of the Tang Dynasty, although he tried his best, he was difficult to defeat the increasingly inclined popular will and other dynasties that were eyeing each other. Until he gave birth to a baby girl. It is mentioned in the booklet that there was a prophecy at the founding of the country, and the emperors of the Tang Dynasty passed down from generation to generation, and if a baby girl was born, the Tang Dynasty was exhausted. Although it was a baseless prophecy, it also fundamentally shook the most loyal guards, causing everyone to feel that the Tang Dynasty was exhausted.

But will the emperor just wait for death? He is also a man with a heart, and for the sake of his daughter's future, he mobilized the power of the whole country to make the mortal princess into a witch, even at the cost of his own life. In the end, the princess became the king of a kingdom and possessed a turquoise flame that could save lives.

"That princess, is she the master of this flame?" Twelve asked, listening to Fu Wushuang's preaching, he also felt that this story was unreliable, the national princess Star Wars?

"No, the emperor got acquainted with a little beggar by mistake, and this blue-green flame was given to him by the princess when she saw that the little beggar was dying of hunger and gave it to him as food. Fu Wushuang explained that the little beggar was the master of the flame in front of him.

The booklet has very limited information about this beggar, only saying that he suddenly appeared in the capital of the Tang Kingdom, and no one knows his origin. Soon after the beggars became acquainted with the princess, the Seventh Army was formed, which was different from the others in that they had only one mission, to protect the princess. Fu Wushuang said. There is no doubt that the Seventh Army was founded by the master of this flame.

It is recorded in the booklet that the beggar was originally a handsome young man, and after getting acquainted with the princess, he also opened the door to cultivation by mistake, and then step by step, the young man became stronger and stronger, and even walked out of the ancient star. As time passed, war broke out, and Datang became dust under the wheels of the chariot. The princess was displaced, and at this time, the young man was far away from his planet and could not return for a while. ”

Fu Wushuang said.

"Then the little beggar was on this star, in the same place where we stood. Black Mist interjected.

"But the green flame has a feeling, and the princess is the one who originated from it. Knowing that the princess was in danger, the little beggar finally sacrificed himself, and God knows how much he suffered to have the qualification to walk the heavens, but at that moment, he chose to return suicidally. From the endless stars, return in an instant. Fu Wushuang stopped, the altar in front of him should be used by the little beggar.

"So, is this dungeon the little beggar's way back to his homeland?" asked Twelve.

At the same time as Fu Wushuang spoke, one after another soldiers in armor walked out of the turquoise flames, their expressions were hideous, and they seemed to be extremely painful, but they gritted their teeth and did not tremble because of this trace of pain.

"Is that the princess?" Fu Linglong looked into the distance, where there was an illusory staircase. Hundreds of stairs ascended to the sky, and at the end of it was a platform shrouded in flames, on which stood a man and a woman, as if to say goodbye.

"Could it be that I will still be lucky enough to see the deity? Even if it is an afterimage, it is a blessing that I have cultivated for half my life. Black Mist said.

"Uh. "Twelve speechless, isn't he just a genius, how great can he be, but you are still a well-informed favorite.

"If the book is correct, it's the princess and the little beggar. Fu Wushuang replied.

Counting the flames of the soldiers stood on the side of the road. One of them stared at the dozen or so people and spoke.

"Trialists, leave your name on the Will Stone, please!" he stretched out his arm and motioned for the three of them to go deeper.

The Colosseum is huge, and there are numerous frescoes on both sides of the passage into the Colosseum.

Enemies of all kinds of costumes killed the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty and slaughtered one city after another. With the support of a group of people, the princess fled in all directions, but could not escape the hands of the enemy. The princess saw that the country was dead and was about to kill herself. Then, a teenager with a fire all over his body returns. The flames scorched everything in the world, the enemy was in pain in the fire, and the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty were reborn from the fire.

"Is this the Burning Legion?"