Under the cover of night, Xia Qing flew silently like a big bird into the side hall on the side, Xiahou Xuanfeng and Peach Blossom Demon Ji and others were fighting fiercely, and no one noticed his actions.

The side hall was so dark that you could barely see anything.

Xia Qing stood still, and after a while, his eyes gradually adjusted to the light in the side hall. Xiahou Xuanfeng was outside, and Xia Qing didn't dare to light a torch.

The side hall is not big, and there are not many things, Xia Qing glanced at it and knew that what he was looking for was not in this side hall.

The passionate howling echoed from afar, getting closer and closer, and several powerful breaths rushed over, and the third elder, the fourth elder, and the sixth elder who was answering outside quickly rushed over to converge. The speed of the three of them was super fast, and the whistling sound was still echoing thousands of kilometers away, and the next moment they arrived outside the main hall.

"Brothers, set up!"

"Use the gossip demon array to kill Xiahou Xuanfeng, the big devil!"

Great Elder Ouyang Zhi gave a sharp order, commanded everyone to set up a formation, and surrounded Xiahou Xuanfeng and attacked fiercely. Originally, Emperor Zhao Zixuan of Dakang was ready to recruit eight super worship elders before acting, but the eighth person couldn't find it; Now, I can only let the Peach Blossom Demon Queen be the eighth person and join forces with the elders.

The battle became more intense, and the seven worship elders plus the Peach Blossom Demon Queen urged the power of the Bagua Demon Suppression Array to the extreme, and launched waves of fierce attacks on Xiahou Xuanfeng.

Xiahou Xuanfeng was still empty-handed, as if his hands were his most powerful weapon, and his face was still cold and expressionless. The soldiers came to block, defusing the onslaught of the crowd one after another, and with one enemy of eight, they were not inferior in the slightest, and faintly gained the upper hand in turn.

"Awesome!"

"The number one master in the world is really fierce!"

Xia Qing glanced out of the window, her heart was shocked, and she even felt a sense of shock, knowing that she had to hurry up and act. It is even more difficult for the Peach Blossom Enchantress and her party to complete the task, and they can't even last long, and they must find the portrait of their mother as quickly as possible.

After finally glancing at the dark side hall, Xia Qing flew away and quietly walked around the majestic hall, still without gain. It seems that the portrait of his mother is not here, but was placed somewhere else by Xiahou Xuanfeng, or it was hidden on him!

Xia Qing glanced at Xiahou Xuanfeng, who was fighting, from a distance, wondering whether to grit his teeth and join the battle, hesitated for a while and then gave up this dangerous idea and continued to search in the main hall. The hard work paid off, and it didn't take long to find a mechanism in the corner. When the mechanism is pressed, an arch appears on the wall, and behind the door is a secret room, and a vague sense of familiarity hits the face.

Yes, there is!

Xia Qing became excited and rushed in without hesitation.

The light in the secret room was even worse, almost nothing could be seen, and Xia Qing didn't care about the danger of being exposed, so he quickly lit a torch. With the help of the firelight, I saw a portrait of my mother.

The secret room was small, with several futons and a dressing table, on which the portrait of the mother was placed. The light was not good, Xia Qing vaguely saw that the painting was a figure of a slender woman, with blurred facial features. Just as he was about to rush over to see clearly, Xia Qing suddenly stopped, his right foot hanging in the air. On the ground, there is a sharp iron nail stuck upside down, and if you accidentally step on it, it will definitely penetrate the sole of your foot. There was a faint green glow on the nails, as if they were smeared with deadly poison.

A drop of sweat dripped down Xia Qing's forehead, slid down to the tip of his nose, shook it and slowly dripped down.

Xia Qing stretched out his palm and caught this drop of cold sweat.

The secret room is already secret enough, and a trap is laid in it, what kind of powerful treasure is hidden in the secret room? Or is Xiahou Xuanfeng already expected that he would come, and deliberately laid a killing move against himself?

In just a short moment, the clothes on Xia Qing's body were soaked with cold sweat, and the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. Xiahou Xuanfeng is not only super strong in cultivation, but also scheming, far more terrifying than the so-called big devil. To be an enemy of such a person is absolutely frightening step by step!

The battle outside continued, and it seemed to be more intense, from time to time there was a muffled snort of Ouyang Zhi and others, and there was a strong smell of blood in the wind, and someone had been injured.

Xia Qing took a deep breath, carefully avoided the iron nails on the ground, and continued to walk towards the dresser. After a few steps, he noticed a translucent thread pulled in the air, which was very thin but very tough, and anyone who rushed up without paying attention might be cut in two by it.

Xia Qing was more careful, and finally came to the dresser after crossing the silk thread, and couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart and picked up the calligraphy and paintings on the table. didn't have time to see what her mother looked like, and the moment her fingertips touched the calligraphy and painting, Xia Qing's eyebrows beat wildly, and her fingertips felt sour and numb.

"Oh no, it's a trap!"

Xia Qing changed color, quickly retracted his hand, and looked down to see that the two fingers were already heavy and red, and the calligraphy and painting were obviously smeared with terrible poison.

"Damn!"

"The head of the Heavenly Master of the dignified generation is more insidious and despicable than anyone else!"

Xia Qing was shocked and angry, and then, he continued to stretch out his hand, knowing that the calligraphy and painting were smeared with poison, and he had to put it away and take it away.

An even stronger danger came to mind, and before Xia Qing's fingers could touch the calligraphy and painting, Xia Qing's body sank. When I looked down, I saw smoke coming out of my moccasin boots. The floor tiles, which didn't look like anything unusual, melted at some point, frantically eroding the boots under their feet. Soon, it will erode flesh and bones, and decompose a pair of feet!

The more terrifying trap is not in the calligraphy and painting, but on the ground.

Xia Qing was careful enough, but she still hit the trick. The deerskin boots emitted thicker smoke, Xia Qing already felt the soles of his feet tingling, and if he delayed any longer, he couldn't keep a pair of feet, and even the whole person would be eroded into a puddle of liquid!

"Damn!"

Xia Qing scolded angrily, but his body had to fly back urgently, unwillingly glanced at his mother's calligraphy and painting on the dresser, turned around and left. A big hole has been eroded out of the sole of the shoe, and if it is one step too late, even if it only takes one breath, I am afraid that it will not be able to save both legs and die in this remote corner.

The cold wind was blowing, and Xia Qing retreated decisively and withdrew as fast as he could. Although he was very unwilling, after understanding how dangerous it was, he chose to retreat without hesitation. This operation failed, and there is a next time, you can wait for Chongyang Night to do it again, and at the critical moment, you will have to throw your life here.

Under the thick night, Xia Qing flew back quickly, wanting to exit the Heavenly Dao Gate in one breath, and when he looked up and glanced at the battlefield, he couldn't help but pause.

In a moment, the situation on the field changed dramatically, and Ouyang Zhi and the others didn't know what treasures or powerful techniques they used, and they simply tore apart Xiahou Xuanfeng's body defense. Ouyang Zhi and Peach Blossom Demon Ji and the others were covered in blood, and Xiahou Xuanfeng didn't look much better, his chest was cut open and bleeding continuously.

"The seven of them, did they really succeed?"

"This is the weakest time for Xiahou Xuanfeng, and I'm afraid it is also the best time to kill him, kill him or not?"

Xia Qing hesitated, his face was solemn, but his body gradually exuded a thick murderous aura.