Outside the Bronze Marquis' Mansion.

Tu Yang saw that Feng Qingyan was able to enter the Hou Mansion, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The other ghosts were all pleasantly surprised, and their eyes widened one by one, and they couldn't imagine that the bronze hall, which had never been opened, was not only opened by a strange young man, but also walked in.

"Who is this young man?"

"This young man seems to be flesh and blood. ”

Behind Tu Yang, many yin ghosts were talking about it, and they were all curious about Feng Qingyan.

"Fu Lao, this young man is ...... Emperor bloodline?"

An old-looking old ghost walked up and whispered, it was the prime minister of the Qingshan Marquis Mansion.

"Apart from the Great Emperor's bloodline, who else can open the Bronze Palace?" a burly and strong man walked up and said, his voice was like rolling thunder, so that the ghosts on the field could hear it clearly.

"What, Emperor bloodline?"

"This young man is the blood of the emperor? No wonder his demeanor is dazzling and makes people feel good. ”

The ghosts immediately became a sensation, and many yin ghosts trembled with excitement.

They guarded the Qingshan Marquis Mansion in order to wait for the return of the emperor's bloodline, and now more than two thousand years have passed, and they have finally waited for the emperor's bloodline......

This made some old ghosts cry out loud.

It's been too hard to wait.

"Haha, the sky will not die, my Qingshan Marquis Mansion, and finally waited back for the blood of the Great Emperor. An old ghost looked up to the sky and shouted, "The sky will not die, my Qingshan Hou Mansion ......"

However, some of the Yin Ghosts frowned, and they didn't seem to be willing to return to the Emperor's bloodline.

But Tuyang's will is the will of the Qingshan Marquis.

Who dares to disobey?

"It's indeed the blood of the Great Emperor. ”

At this time, Tu Yang smiled with satisfaction and nodded, as if the whole person was relieved.

For more than two thousand years, he did not dare to relax in the slightest, in addition to guarding the Qingshan Marquis's Mansion, he had also been looking for the blood of the Great Emperor.

To be precise, it should be looking for the traces of the mansion owner.

It's a pity that nothing was found.

And for more than 2,000 years, the Qingshan Marquis Mansion has also been like a mountain, pressing heavily on his body, making him a little breathless.

Sometimes it makes him feel suffocated.

But he persevered again and again.

At this time, he stared blankly at the Bronze Marquis Mansion and muttered in a low voice: "Perhaps, I should die too...... Dying can make him completely relaxed, and he doesn't have to live cautiously all the time, so that he is too tired to live.

"Still, I want to take a look at the Bronze Hall......"

Guarding it for more than 2,000 years, Tuyang is also curious about the Bronze Palace, and even dreams of it countless times in his dreams.

"I wonder what this bronze hall is for?"

"The bronze hall exudes a majestic and solemn aura, and ordinary yin spirits will be shocked, and it must be an extraordinary existence......"

The ghosts behind Tu Yang discussed one after another.

The ghosts of the Qingshan Hou Mansion are all curious about the Bronze Palace, but it is the first mystery of the Qingshan Hou Mansion through the ages, and no one knows the meaning and function of its existence.

"Xi Ronghua is just right, and hatred and impermanence are here again!"

At this time, it seemed that from the bronze hall, a low, strange tone chant came, but it was full of charm, and people heard goosebumps.

Many yin ghosts were stunned for a moment, thinking it was an illusion.

"Xi Ronghua is just right, and hatred and impermanence are here again? What does this mean?" said the old prime minister with a frown, and couldn't help but look at the old man.

It's a pity that the old man didn't move, just looked at the bronze hall stupidly.

Little by little, time passed.

When the ghosts saw that Feng Qingyan hadn't come out yet, they were a little worried, for fear that something would happen.

"Fu Lao, there won't be any accidents for the descendants of the Great Emperor, right?" asked the strong man commander, his voice so loud that the ears of the ghosts were numb.

Tu Yang shook his head, he didn't know.

He wasn't worried, though.

"It's been three hours, why hasn't the emperor's descendants come out yet, what is he doing inside?"

There is a yin ghost who can't help but say.

"The bloodline of the Great Emperor is the prince of my Qingshan Marquis's Mansion, an incomparably noble existence, how can you call him directly?" Tu Yang glanced at the Yin Ghost with cold eyes, causing the Yin Ghost to tremble, and his eyes were full of fear.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth shook suddenly.

The sky, which had been dark, suddenly changed, and rolling black clouds appeared.

Boom Boom –

The sky was like thunder and rage, and there were thunderbolts as hideous as pythons.

This scene made the Yin ghosts of the Qingshan Marquis Mansion shocked, and their faces were full of shock, how could there be thunder and lightning in the Yin Realm?

Yes, there is, but it is extremely rare.

Once in a century.

But now, the sky with dark clouds was covered with terrifying thunder and lightning, which made the yin ghost's scalp tingle and suddenly panicked.

"What's going on?"

There are yin ghosts who are shocked, and some can't believe it, how can there be such a terrifying thunder and lightning in the netherworld?

Is this going to fall apart?

At this time, even the prime minister and the general of the Hou Mansion were shocked, because the celestial phenomena in front of him were too frightening.

Countless ghosts fled in panic.

Terrifying lightning slashed down as if they were exploding in the ears, and seemed to turn into a huge power grid intertwined with the sky.

Tu Yang was shocked, and looked at the Bronze Hall with some doubts, could it be that it was the Bronze Hall that caused such a terrifying celestial phenomenon?

Inside the Bronze Temple.

Feng Qingyan stood in the dark, and a huge ghost gate appeared behind him.

At this time, the law chains like rootless duckweed, like long eyes, shot madly towards the ghost gate, and hurriedly drilled into the ghost gate, as if they wanted to take root in the ghost gate.

"It works......

Feng Qingyan raised his head and "looked".

Then, he was stunned for a moment, am I trying to seize power?

He didn't want to be in charge of the Qingshan Marquis Mansion, he just wanted to figure out the ghost gate behind him.

At this time, not only did the law chains of the Bronze Hall take root in the Ghost Gate, but it seems that countless law chains have also been born on the Ghost Gate, taking root in the dark depths of the Bronze Palace.

This is?

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised.

The black chains that grew from the ghost gate grew like long vines, quickly extending towards the darkness around them.

One by one, they are rooted in the depths of the netherworld.

The aura of law permeated from the chains.

At this time, Feng Qingyan frowned and looked at the ghost gate, as if the ghost gate had become a rule monument in his previous life. And with the passage of time, not only the aura of the Bronze Hall has changed, but even the aura of the entire realm of the Qingshan Marquis Mansion has slowly changed.

There seem to be countless laws that have been tinkered with and made more suitable for the survival of ghosts.

"Familiarity. ”

Feng Qingyan couldn't help but sigh, and closed his eyes to feel it carefully.

For some reason, there was an indescribable joy in his heart, as if it were his mission.

The law chains born from the ghost gate and the original law chains of the Bronze Hall were intertwined in the mysterious darkness, and seemed to turn the boundary of the Qingshan Marquis Mansion into a special space.

The most obvious thing is that the shadow realm of the Qingshan Marquis Mansion has become stronger.

It seems unbreakable.

After a while, Feng Qingyan opened his eyes, and said with some amazement and helplessness: "I built a City God's Mansion in Zhou Tianxia?"

"Will it be reconciled by the Temple?"

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