I want to kill the celestials, I want to kill the celestials, I want to kill the celestials......

In the empty ancestral hall, Wu Xiu's cloak was like a demon, and the Wu Dynasty's relics came out of his hand and fell to the ground.

Sixteen years of hiding a knife in his chest, once out of the sheath to kill the heavens. This is the proverb recorded in the Wu Dynasty testament, as well as a map of the secret realm of the Wu Dynasty, and the secret realm is a few days later, the eleven Dao Academies went to the place of training.

This trip to the secret realm, the eleven academies, major organizations, and a few scattered cultivators who are lucky enough to have the secret key will participate, and they also have a lot of room to operate, taking this opportunity to get rid of the control of the Xuanyuan family.

Since the so-called drugging incident happened, the Human Emperor Palace's control over itself has become more and more lax, after all, a waste that can't cultivate or give birth can't pose a threat to anyone, let alone a behemoth rooted in the pinnacle of the world.

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At this time, in the center of Jinghua City, a red palace shrouded in clouds and mist, on the eaves carefully carved and polished by Yunlong wood, the Vermilion Bird spreads its wings, and the devil is wonderful.

There are dozens of palaces in the center of Jinghua City, but this palace is based on red, which is incompatible with the surrounding dark-toned palace groups, highlighting the nobility and uniqueness of its owner's identity.

Somewhere in the palace stone pavilion, several girls stand dignified outside the stone pavilion, after the crystal bead curtain of the pavilion, the girl strokes the qin, the fingertips of a red dress rise and fall, and the sound of the piano wanders. Like the lonely cold of the deep stream and clear spring, it is also like the stars and the moon scattering the same light to the cold spring, so that it returns to the light, and only the overtone remains.

A woman came to the pavilion and saluted respectfully, but the people in the pavilion did not respond, she waited safely, the sound of the piano was beautiful, and the beauty of the world was nothing more than that.

She is the favorite princess of the emperor, named He Meng, because her life is fire, so the emperor gave her the title of Red Phoenix.

Peng, the strings were broken, the slender fingers stopped on the broken strings, and the wound oozed blood beads, bright as fire.

"Damn it, the slave maid disturbed Princess Yaxing. Several people outside the pavilion knelt down in unison.

The maidens in the pavilion waved their red sleeves and motioned for them to get up, and the woman then walked carefully into the pavilion, and the maidservants bowed and took leave.

"Your Highness, the Great Sacrificial Wine has calculated the time and location of the opening of the Secret Realm of the Wu Dynasty today, but it is just ......" The woman knelt on the ground, not daring to raise her head.

The red-clothed princess frowned slightly, and a touch of cinnabar between her eyebrows was amazing, "Just what?" asked when she looked up.

"The Great Sacrifice Wine said that this trip to the secret realm is dangerous, and it is best for the princess not to go. "The woman is even more frightened, accompanied by the king and the tiger, and Her Royal Highness the princess is not an easy person.

"All you have to do is tell us the time and place, and the palace will personally select the men from the guards. "This Red Phoenix princess obviously doesn't take the so-called big sacrificial wine seriously, how can a person at the peak of the world be afraid to care about some so-called heavenly opportunities.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, listening to the words of the Great Sacrifice Wine, the secret realm should be opened in the Feifu Valley outside the city the day after tomorrow. "Knowing that I can't stop it, I simply told me that you must have brains to eat in this palace, and you really don't have brains if you don't have brains.

"Oh, Feixu Valley, is it the original location of the Feixu Camp?" Princess Chihuang rubbed the guqin with two fingers, and the wound on her hand had healed.

The woman knelt respectfully, without a trace of superfluous movements, "Your Highness is wise, the Flying Fluff Battalion has been stationed in the Flying Fluff Valley for decades, until a few years ago, the Flying Fluff Valley suddenly became strange, the vision was chaotic, the soldiers disappeared for no reason, and even the Tianjimen and the Feng family intervened in the investigation and finally failed, and the Flying Fluff Battalion had no choice but to change its station. Now it seems that those visions and the disappearance of soldiers should be because of the secret realm of the Wu Dynasty. ”

"Okay, this palace already knows, you can step down. ”

After the woman retired, a pair of burning Danfeng eyes stared at the guqin and fell into deep thought, the broken strings were unlucky, and re-pulled the broken strings, intending to renew, once, twice, completely disconnected, she simply got up, as if she had given up, no one knew what the proud princess was thinking.

"Brother Wuxiu, is it completely broken. "Indescribable meaning, reluctance, indifference, affection, contempt... A fourteen-year-old girl was already so sad.

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Under the Wuwang Mansion, where a mysterious space is located, Wu Xiu stood all over his body before a blood pool, this blood pool was after the Wu Dynasty was overthrown, the essence blood left by several generations of the Wu family gathered here, for thousands of years, the people of the Wu clan took one-third of the essence blood from birth, and then one-third when they became adults, and countless generations self-destroyed their foundations in exchange for stealing their lives. Replace it with an opportunity to dare to call the sun and the moon to change the sky, thousands of years of accumulation, and the bloodline of another person is infinitely close to the atavism. The essence and blood pool gathered by countless people will complete one person, once it fails, the martial clan will be completely wiped out, and there is no hope of turning the tables around.

A gamble that was prepared thousands of years ago is about to begin. Those gamblers who pressed everything have long been silent in the long river of time, not knowing whether they will win or lose in the end.

"Hehe, it's a big gamble, I'm Wuxiu, the last gambler of the Wu clan will break his wrist with the person sitting in the bank. ”