Wu Muxi and Mo Yuchu were very curious, who could make Jue Ling so shocked?

"Heh... Hehe, original... It turns out that the Demon Cult... Demon Emperor!" the man's voice was very weak, as if he would lose his breath at any moment.

"The god of war!"

Jue Ling motioned to Wu Muxi, Wu Muxi nodded and understood, walked over, slapped out of thin air, and an enchantment was destroyed, it turned out that Jue Ling had already noticed that there was an enchantment next to the person lying on the ground.

Perhaps it was this barrier that kept the spirits from approaching and waiting.

As soon as the barrier was broken, those fierce spirits rushed over, not at the person lying on the ground, but at Jue Ling and the others.

This time, Wu Muxi made a move, and these fierce spirits were vulnerable in front of him.

After cleaning up these fierce spirits, Wu Muxi stepped forward and wanted to inspect the man's injuries, but found that the man's body had been protected by mana!

"It seems that someone has already taken the first step to protect him. Wu Muxi said to Jue Ling.

"Oh?"

Jue Ling walked over and looked at the man, he now knew why Xingzhi would let him come to the Heaven Swallowing Tomb, just for this person.

"Wu God of War, I want to be wise, we already know. ”

"Who is he?" Wu Muxi didn't know much about the Three Realms today.

"He, but the third prince of the Tota Heavenly King who holds the military power in the Heavenly Court, Nezha!"

It turned out to be Nezha! He was actually in the Heaven-Swallowing Tomb, and it seemed that he had been murdered, and the more Jue Ling thought about it, the more shocked he became.

Nezha, it is rumored that he has no soul and no soul, and in his battle record, many opponents used soul spells and magic weapons to attack him, but to no avail.

In fact, it is not the case, Nezha reshaped his body through the lotus, cultivated supernatural powers, and had the same soul as ordinary people, but he was fixed in the lotus, and the low-level soul attack was not effective against him at all.

Therefore, Nezha's soul is actually one with the physical body, if Nezha is thrown into this heaven-swallowing tomb, the outer enchantment Nezha will not be able to escape at all, but Nezha is not dead, presumably the person who harmed him does not want to do it with his own hands.

Nezha has important positions in the heavenly court, and he was killed like this, who is it, and what is hidden in it?

"I don't know who the third prince was victimized by?" Jue Ling asked.

"Heh, this has nothing to do with your Demon Emperor, aren't you here today to see my jokes?"

Wu Muxi injected some mana into Nezha, and at this time Nezha finally had the strength to sit up, but his words made Wu Muxi a little unhappy, not only did he not thank him, but he also did not appreciate it.

"I think the third prince has misunderstood, you and I have no grievances, but you have contributed to my Demon Sect, why should I laugh at you and fall into the well?" Jue Ling said.

"Don't call me the Third Prince anymore!!There is no more Third Prince Nezha in this Three Realms!" Nezha suddenly became angry.

Jue Ling seemed to think of something, Nezha had died once before, and he had finished himself, because he was persecuted by the Dragon King of the Four Seas and his biological father Li Jing.

Since then, Nezha has nothing to do with Li Jing, and later in the same heavenly court, he is still commensurate with his father and king, but looking at the current situation, the father and son are still full of hatred!

Could it be that the person who harmed him was his biological father, Li Jing??

"Can you tell me, then, who is protecting your body?" asked Jueling.

"I'll say it again, it's nothing to do with you!" Nezha's tone was cold!

"Pay attention to your tone, you're talking to the Demon Emperor!"

Wu Muxi spoke, and his hand was slowly raised, killing the current Nezha was a matter of raising his hand for him.

Jue Ling smiled and stopped Wu Muxi, it didn't seem to be angry, Xingzhi didn't let them kill Nezha.

At this moment, Jue Ling felt that in the darkness ahead, there seemed to be a person staring at him, and Wu Muxi was already facing there.

"Oh? It's Wu Muxi, right?" said a voice in the darkness.

The voice is slightly hoarse, like an old man who has experienced vicissitudes.

"Who are you?" Wu Muxi's voice was calm.

"Hehe, the old decay is a person who is about to enter the earth, but I didn't expect to see my old acquaintances. ”

Jue Ling didn't increase the brightness of the ball of light on his head, he could hear that the other party was very senior, and out of politeness, he still let him show up by himself.

Sure enough, one foot appeared in everyone's sight first, and then the whole person, an old man of the demon clan, and even older than Su Beiyi that Jue Ling had seen, with crutches, hunched over, and wrinkles squeezed on his face.

"It was you! I thought you would have died a long time ago!" Wu Muxi's words contained anger, and he was trying to endure it.

"I thought about dying, but the long-cherished wish of the Eastern Emperor was not fulfilled, and I was very unwilling to go like this. ”

"Do you still dare to mention the Eastern Emperor to me?"

Wu Muxi stepped out in one step, couldn't control his anger, slapped a palm at the old man, the two of them instantly slapped each other, a huge force burst out, Jue Ling's body was shaking, and then looking at the two people, Wu Muxi didn't move at all, but the old man took a few steps back.

"Hehe, Wu God of War, I'm still so strong, but I'm old. ”

Jue Ling couldn't help but wonder, this guy must be Donghuang's subordinate, but why did Wu Muxi hate him?

"He is a subordinate of the Eastern Emperor, it can be said that he is a cronie, and he is the first qi refining powerhouse in the Three Realms at that time, the Eastern Emperor Bell, commonly known as the Chaos God Bell, was refined by him with the help of the Eastern Emperor. ”

Mo Yu first saw Jue Ling's doubts, so he spoke.

"Donghuang Bell?"

Jue Ling still knows the East Emperor Bell, that is the supreme magic weapon of the East Emperor Taiyi, although this magic weapon is not an innate treasure, but the power is not inferior at all, and it can even surpass the vast majority of innate treasures.

It is rumored that when the world first opened, Nuwa created people, and the Eastern Emperor used this bell to suppress the Hongmeng world, making indelible contributions to future generations.

But with the disappearance of the Eastern Emperor, the whereabouts of the Eastern Emperor Bell are still unknown, some say that it is still in the Three Realms, and some say that it left the Three Realms with the Eastern Emperor.

This old man turned out to be so powerful, a powerful magic weapon appeared in Jue Ling's mind, and his eyes shone brightly, if this person could get it, it would definitely be the improvement of the entire Demon Sect!

"The Eastern Emperor treats you like this, you didn't give up your life to protect it in the end, but you disappeared, and now you don't see the light of day here, today I will kill you for the Eastern Emperor with my own hands!!"

Wu Muxi was really angry, he thought of many people who defected to the Eastern Emperor, but he didn't expect this guy that the Eastern Emperor respected him very much in the past, from a loose cultivator in the mountains and wilderness, he was promoted by the Eastern Emperor to become a well-known powerhouse in the Three Realms, and at the last moment, he actually shrank his head and didn't come out, which was unkind!

"Oh my God, what kind of breath is this!"

For the first time, Jue Ling saw Wu Muxi exert his true strength, and a strange aura erupted from Wu Muxi's body, this aura was like a warrior fighting on the killing field at all times, and endless life disappeared in his hands!

This is the killing aura! This is Wu Muxi's innate killing aura, and he is the only one in the Three Realms who has it!

The powerful killing aura, even Jue Ling was cold, his hair stood up, his body was trembling involuntarily, Jue Ling couldn't believe it, he was afraid!

Jue Ling's skin is tingling, if the person who is a little weaker in cultivation is here, he will be directly torn apart by Wu Muxi's breath!

The killing aura is different from the murderous aura, it is more powerful and terrifying than the murderous aura!

If the murderous qi is an individual, then the killing qi is a powerful group!

"The long-lost Heavenly Dao Attack, Tyrant Wu Muxi!" the old man said with a smile, without a trace of fear.

Tyrant Wu Muxi, the Commander of the Heavenly Dao, these two titles reflect how powerful Wu Muxi used to be, he is the embodiment of the killing in the Heavenly Dao, the tyrant who kills the main one!

The Heaven-Swallowing Tomb is trembling, if you are outside, you will find that the four mountains are shaking violently, and the enchantment is also flickering and dark, and the entire Heaven-Swallowing Tomb seems to be overturned at any time!

"Wu God of War!" Jue Ling shouted!

The voice was very loud, clearly penetrating Wu Muxi's ears, Wu Muxi's powerful aura instantly converged, and everything was quiet, as if nothing had happened!

The fierce spirits of the entire Heaven Swallowing Tomb fled to other places in a panic, and Jue Ling could no longer find a single fierce spirit here, let alone a resentful spirit.

Nezha was an outsider at this time, his eyes widened, cold sweat flowed, and he remembered the hand that Wu Muxi raised just now, this guy is simply terrifying, except for Sanqing, who rarely appears, Nezha never imagined that anyone would be able to compete with this guy, even if it was the Emperor of Zhenwu, it might be difficult!

After Wu Muxi stopped, the old man looked at Jue Ling seriously, for a long time, for a long time.

"I didn't expect it, no wonder Wu Muxi you will appear here, there is finally a second person in this Three Realms, who can make the tyrant a god of war!"

The old man stepped aside and sat down slowly.

"After the god of war calmed down, I think this old-timer should have something to say. Jue Ling said beside Wu Muxi in the aisle.

"Hehe, I don't have anything else to say, it's just that I seem to see the past and hope again, Wu Muxi, I know you want to kill me, I want to apologize to the Eastern Emperor for a long time, but the time has not come. ”

"Hmph!" Wu Muxi snorted heavily, and did not move, but took a step back and stood behind Jue Ling.

"Senior, I want to know, why are you alive until now?" asked Jue Ling.

"For the last words that the Eastern Emperor said to me. ”

"What?"

"The Eastern Emperor said that there will be a latecomer who will use the flame on his hand to ignite the hope of the Three Realms. ”

"Ridiculous!" Wu Muxi obviously didn't believe the old man's words.

"Senior, can you take me to see where this hope is?" Jue Ling still asked.

The old man was silent for a while, and then he was about to stand up, and Jue Ling himself went up to help.

"Thank you, come with me!" said the old man.

"But this person, how do the old-timers want to place it?"

Jue Ling pointed at Nezha, and when Nezha saw it, his face was a little worried.

"He just came here, the messenger had a burning gun, I thought that the person the Eastern Emperor said was him, so he saved him, but now it seems that he is not, then I don't care if he lives or dies, let him fend for himself. ”

The old man withdrew the power that was protected in Nezha's body, and it seemed that he really didn't intend to care about his life or death.

Jue Ling walked over and picked up Nezha, "You follow me first, you will definitely not be able to go out now, I will let you leave here safely, after you get out, you will decide what to do." ”

After Nezha heard this, he nodded gratefully, but he didn't say anything, Jue Ling smiled and signaled Mo Yuchu, and took him forward.

After walking for a long time, I felt that the resentment around me had become lighter and weaker, which was very strange.

Suddenly, a huge tripod appeared in front of Jue Ling's eyes, the tripod looked very peculiar, more like a stove, and the whole looked very old, very rusty, and the pattern on it could not be seen.

"It turns out that you stole this tripod and brought it here!" Wu Muxi pointed at the old man and shouted.

"Hey..."The old man shook his head helplessly.

"Senior, is this what you call hope?" said Jue Ling.

"Yes, that's it. The old man said.

"Then what is this Ding called?" asked Jue Ling.

"Shennong Ding!" replied the old man.

"Shennong Ding?" Nezha exclaimed.

Jue Ling smiled, stretched out his hand, and the Chaos Divine Fire burned in his hand.

"Old-timer, then the fire that ignites this hope, but the fire in my hand?"