Chu Menzi respectfully withdrew from the Jade Tower, outside the Jade Tower, Emperor Chaoge was waiting with a gloomy face, and when he saw Chu Menzi coming out, he walked over step by step, and stopped talking, Chu Menzi waved his hand, and his tone was indifferent, "Descend to the immortals, and seal the gods." Go down and prepare. ”

Emperor Chaoge's eyes were gloomy, and he looked at Chu Menzi deadly, then sneered, brushed his sleeves and left, "What a god, it's just that." The widow will be this chess piece, but he can't be the king, this faint king, can't the widow still be able to do it? ”

Seeing Emperor Chaoge sneering and leaving, Chu Menzi's eyes flickered, and he stretched out his hand, and immediately a young man with a long sword on his back and a cold face appeared silently, and the whole person was like a sharp sword, and he made a mockery at Chu Menzi and was silent.

"Look at him."

Chu Menzi's voice was cold, "Don't miss the battle of the gods, and ruin the elegance of the immortals." ”

The young man's face twitched suddenly, raised his head, looked at Chu Menzi, the eyes of the two looked at each other for a long time, the young man nodded slowly, turned around and left, but the sharp and sharp spirit as if he could be able to use one hand suddenly became a little decadent, like a sword breaking a person's injury, between walking, there was less firmness, more staggering.

Li Tomb stood on top of the jade tower, his face expressionless, and the red mutant parrot on his shoulder scratched his head and looked at them coldly.

As if sensing the gaze of the Li Tomb, Chu Menzi raised his head, bowed to the Li Tomb on the jade tower again, and said softly with a humble smile: "Let the Immortal see the smile." If there is nothing else, Xiaodao will take the first step and prepare for the sealing of the gods. ”

Li Tomb didn't know if it was okay or not, waved his hand, Chu Menzi lowered his head, and left backwards, until he retreated to the time when he couldn't see the Jade Tower, and then straightened up. Towards the main hall of the Sword Sect.

When Chu Menzi entered the main hall of the Sword Sect and stood in front of the altar dedicated to the portrait of the Immortal, the incense was in full bloom, and in the midst of the smoke and mist, Chu Menzi's eyes slipped over the spiritual position of each generation of the Sword Sect, and he was silent for a long time. He reached out and pressed lightly on one of the spiritual seats.

The altar silently parted the sides, revealing a gloomy staircase, which was a secret room. Chu Menzi stepped inside, and the altar slowly closed again, and he couldn't see anything strange at all.

Entering the secret room, the dark and narrow passage did not know where it led, and occasionally a few permanent lights flickered, not only could not illuminate the way ahead. On the contrary, the whole passage seems to be darker and deeper.

Chu Menzi straightened his waist and kept walking forward, the pace was neither fast nor slow, occasionally stopping to think for a moment, and then continuing to move forward, obviously although the road was only one, he was still a little hesitant.

After walking for almost an hour, the dark and narrow passage suddenly became clear. Dozens of ever-bright lamps illuminated the small underground chamber.

The underground chamber is extremely simple, with only one pool. A futon, and the figure staring at the pool and sitting cross-legged on the futon.

The figure was very old and decayed, and all that was left was skin and bones, and it was unkempt. It looked extremely terrifying, his legs were broken at the knees, revealing some oozing white bones, and when he heard footsteps, he suddenly raised his head. The face is covered by dirty hair and can't be seen clearly, but it is just a pair of eyes, but they are turquoise, like a lone wolf, which makes people feel cold.

"You're here."

A night owl-like voice sounded from the mouth of the figure, Chu Menzi frowned slightly, and nodded, "I'm here." ”

"Truly, since you're here. Presumably, another day of godhood has arrived. No, the timing is not right! ”

The man's tone changed suddenly, and he seemed to be a little frightened, and hurriedly reached out to the pool to fish, and with the movement of his palm, he found that where was the pool, it was clearly a pool of blood, and the pool was clearly full of blood.

The man reached into the pool of blood, stirred it, and picked up the bloody palm again, and there was already one more thing in his hand, which seemed to be a skull, but it was not like it, exuding a metallic luster, and it was the puppet head of those who were called Yellow Turban Lux by the people of this world.

The man grabbed the puppet's head, and he didn't know what he did, but soon the head's eye sockets lit up, and the man pressed the puppet's head against his forehead, which looked extremely weird.

Chu Menzi seemed to have seen this person's strange behavior, didn't say anything, waited quietly, and after a while, he saw that the man's palm was suddenly forced, and the five fingers were directly pierced into the metal puppet's head, and a tooth-sour sound sounded, and the entire puppet's head was directly pinched and exploded by that person.

"It can't be, it can't be."

The man was a little crazy, and threw away the puppet head that was pinched and exploded in his hand, and the whole person turned into the blood pool with a pop, and the pungent smell of blood instantly spread, but the person couldn't care about it, and the whole person kept salvaging in the blood pool, and soon another puppet head appeared in his hand.

Chu Menzi's eyes flickered, and he saw that the man seemed to be crazy, grabbed a puppet head in the pool of blood, and after sticking it to his forehead for a while, he pinched and exploded again, and repeated it a few times, he finally couldn't help but speak: "What's the matter?" ”

The man did not speak, as if he was stupid, and fell into a pool of blood, and after a quarter of an hour, he slowly stood up from the pool of blood, even if only a pair of broken legs remained, but he still stood up alive.

The green eyes were already dyed a little blood red, and he looked at Chu Menzi and said word by word, "Remember that when you started, I taught you a word, endure." You ask me how long I endured? I didn't answer you. Because when you can't bear it anymore, you should ......"

“…… Kill! Not! Pardon! ”

"Huh."

Li got out of the jade tower and was about to go back to his mansion, when he suddenly felt something, looked at the distant mountains, and sighed lightly.

"King, what's wrong?"

The red mutant parrot asked.

"I felt a slight fluctuation in energy just now. Or maybe I'm inducting it wrong. ”

Li Tomb shook his head and didn't care too much, "Let's go back." ”

"How long are we going to stay here, my lord? And where did that guy go? ”

The red mutant parrot is a little stuffy, this place is boring, there is nothing, there is not enough to fight the landlord, it really doesn't want to stay anymore.

"If you're bored, just play by yourself."

The red mutant parrot's eyes lit up, and it couldn't wait to fly in the air, "King, I'm not here to run out to play, I'm here to search for information for you." ”

As he spoke, the red mutant parrot turned into a red shadow, and couldn't wait to go down the mountain to have fun in the song.

Li Tomb waved his hand, and the two yellow turban wrestlers guarding in front of the Jade Tower, one of which had scarlet eyes instantly turned red, and was activated by the permission that Li Tomb had obtained from the Jade Terrace, and strode up, chasing the red mutant parrot towards the bottom of the mountain.

After sending the red mutant parrot away, Li Tomb stepped back to the mansion in the Sword Sect, he got a lot of information in the jade building, and he needed to sort it out.

After three days, the red mutant parrot was a little unhappy, and it was still fooling around outside and did not come back, while Li Tomb and Tianwang re-sorted out the part of the information they got in the jade platform.

Those materials were obviously left behind by Wingren Candle San to help people like him who came to Chaoge for the first time understand the key to the entire Chaoge plan, there was no too confidential information, obviously about the actual progress of the Chaoge plan and the first-hand real number of people obtained, Wingren Candle San would not take it out lightly.

In the past three days, those Yellow Turban wrestlers have contacted him once, and they are still talking about the Battle of the Gods.

The side of the Buddha Sect where the Winged Man Candle Three is located has already gathered the army of eight hundred princes, and in three days at most, the battle of the gods once in five hundred years will start in advance, and the entire court song and millions of troops will be put into life and death under one thought, and the sad thing is that in the eyes of the Winged Man Candle Three, a war of life and death for tens of millions of people may just be a game.

Li Tomb was called a tyrant, but at this moment, he realized that compared to the Winged Man Candle Three, he was a tyrant.

"Your Majesty, do you sympathize with these people?"

Skynet asked.

"Nope. People who can't even learn to resist don't deserve sympathy. ”

Li Tomb muttered in a low voice, "I just feel a little sad. ”

"The road was chosen by themselves, and since they chose to bear it, it is no wonder that others are to blame."

Li Tomb's voice was a little cold.

He had seen the progress of the Chaoge plan, the plan that had started since the generation of the third grandfather of the Winged Man Candle, and now it has lasted for nearly 10,000 years, not to mention that there is a battle of the gods every five hundred years.

He doesn't believe that no one in this world can see the truth behind this world, which is basically impossible.

After all, it's just the history of the Winged Man Candle Three who don't interfere in the song, but every five hundred years, there must be a god, and there is even a ridiculous thing, in order to restore that period of history in its original flavor.

At the beginning of every battle of the gods, the name used was the same, the emperor of Chaoge was drunk and played the fairy god.

And what's even more ridiculous is that every time he loses in the battle of the gods, he loses the song of the gods, but he has fought the battle of the gods almost twenty times, and the song still exists.

Of course, after every battle of the gods, the winged people and candles will purge some more important figures, and at the same time, in the first few battles of the gods, they also used large-scale means of erasing memories to cover up history.

But the question is, the world is so big, isn't there a fish that slips through the net?

Li Tomb doesn't believe it, maybe they can say that one person's strength can't change the world or change fate, but nearly 10,000 years have passed, and the accumulation of one person and one person should be enough to change the color of mountains and rivers anyway.

What's more, in his opinion, Chu Menzi is not like a person who does not know the truth, because Chu Menzi looks at him, looking in awe but with a trace of resentment.

That trace of resentment may be able to deceive others, but it can't deceive him, because in front of the red mutant parrot, the resentment that Chu Menzi thought he had hidden extremely well had already been exposed.

"King, Chumenzi is here."

Skynet suddenly spoke, and the yellow turban wrestler at the door saw Chumenzi who came in a hurry. (To be continued......)