In the end, Xia Wushuang exchanged some strange magic grass for a fusion stone from the divine scorpion that was specially used to refine artifacts.

It's a pity that this time, Xia Wushuang didn't estimate the price at all, so that after the scorpion changed to those magic grasses, a scorpion face narrowed with a smile. even abandoned the previous suspicion and guided the way behind Xia Wushuang and his party.

"I guess it, this Scorpion King probably has a secret method of refining medicine left over from ancient times in his pocket, and the level of those magic grasses you gave him is not low, he may be able to enter the holy world by himself and refine a furnace of holy medicine." Seeing that the scorpion was smiling lewdly, Seven was also suspicious.

It is almost impossible to enter the holy medicine with ordinary medicine. Just as a holy medicine can never become a miracle medicine, the essence of its medicinal materials has a chasm that is invisible, but insurmountable.

"Anyway, since he is smiling so brightly, I am sure to lose a lot anyway." Xia Wushuang was so angry that he panicked, scratching his ears and cheeks, and his unhappy appearance made Hong San and Shi Wanting laugh wildly.

Ye Xiaoya didn't dare to laugh, because the artifact given by the Scorpion King just now was a jade bow with his own tail thorn as an arrow, and there were nine bows and arrows, each arrow could be withdrawn at will, and it was extremely powerful.

At this time, her eyes were tight, and she kept looking at Xia Wushuang pitifully, a pair of watery smart eyes were about to drip water.

The jade boat moved forward and stopped on a mountain. On the cliff in front, soaked in blood, the whole area was blood-red, and the smell was fishy, obviously there was a blood-stained battle, which had just ended.

"This blood is not from the gods and angels, that guy is sweeping all directions here, like entering a no-man's land!" Xia Wushuang faced the blood-stained Divine Cliff in front of him, sighed, and then threw the Jade Divine Bow in his hand to the long-awaited Xiao Nizi on the side without hesitation.

"Long live Brother Wushuang!" Get the bow of your choice. Ye Xiaoya suddenly let out a loud cheer in the sky, hanging on Xia Wushuang's body like a koala.

"That's it! If I don't give it to you, I'm really afraid that you will cry. Xia Wushuang touched Ye Xiaoya's head. 'Removed' her from her body. Then with Hong San and Shi Wanting, he jumped off the ark and flew towards the blood-stained holy land.

At this time, you can't bring Ye Xiaoya. Because there are many bones buried in this place, and the breath of the blood of several peak saints is scattered, if you don't enter the holy level, you can't withstand this invisible pressure at all.

"This is the holy city of Persia? There is no record in history! ”

Shi Wanting looked up at the high mountain and saw that the majestic mountain had been artificially cut off a large piece. A ruined temple was torn in half, and half fell into the earth. Half of it was still trembling and standing on the edge of the cliff, and there seemed to be holy blood flowing out from it, soaking the whole of the severed cliff red.

Here, there is still a trace of horror left, which is not left by the gods and angels. It's a more powerful breath.

"Can Seven analyze it with the help of the Super God Host?" Xia Wushuang used the strength of the Sage to imprint this blood cliff aura and hand it over to the Seventh Dao.

"It should be possible, this kind of secret, the super god host must be very curious." Seven took the brand, and without saying a word, he went directly to the supergod host.

Waiting time. It's a long time.

Xia Wushuang, Hong San and Shi Wanting couldn't bear the loneliness and entered the dilapidated temple. They carefully looked at the ancient and ancient buildings, as well as the 'Ahura. Mazda's statue resembles an ancient Chinese god of fire. Then, apart from the corpses of a few Terran saints who had awakened from time immemorial, nothing was found.

"It's a blood feud. The ancient saints of the human race. How can you say kill and kill. Seeing such a brutal act of the gods and angels, Hong San was very unhappy.

Xia Wushuang frowned, looking at the vague ancient texts on the Divine Monument. Among them, the word 'fire worship' is particularly conspicuous, and I don't know the fire worship religion in ancient southern Xinjiang with China. What kind of connection is there.

"It must have a purpose, it is a clone of a supreme god, and he will never betray the kingdom of light in order to punish the ancient saints awakened by the human race." Xia Wushuang groaned slightly, so sure.

In the end, under the gaze of the two women, he carefully put away the remains of the ancient saint and put them into his spatial magic guide book.

The place where the remains of these saints are buried has a chance to turn into the Pure Land of the Sanctuary. In the future, if he expelled the evil spirits that might breed in these holy bodies, and then buried them in his own preparation to establish a magic academy, it would definitely make it a flawless world, and Ze would be used by all future generations.

"Wushuang, look! This seems to be an oracle bone inscription of ancient China! When Xia Wushuang moved the corpse, Hong San suddenly saw a stone box printed with ancient texts, but it had been broken into several pieces.

Xia Wushuang was shocked in his heart, leaned over and put those stones together, and suddenly a row of large characters with amazing charm appeared on the broken box.

"Emperor Jiang Shuiyan!"

The four big words, whose meaning is self-explanatory, frightened the three of them, making them unable to speak for a while.

"Bastard! That bullshit angel took what our ancestors left behind! Xia Wushuang was furious, and almost shattered the stone box that he had put together in his hand.

And just then, Seven's consciousness returned. However, his face was strange, and he said to Xia Wushuang: "This matter is a little strange, do you know Emperor Yan who was born on the bank of ginger water in ancient times in Zhongzhou?" ”

Xia Wushuang glanced at him, with murderous intent in his eyes. As a descendant of Yan and Huang, if he doesn't know this, won't he forget his ancestors?

"No kidding." Seeing the murderous aura in Xia Wushuang's eyes, No. 7 couldn't help but restrain his strange face, and explained slowly: "The super god host pieced together the ancient history, and even he said that you, the ancestor, are really a bit explosive. ”

"What's the trick?" Xia Wushuang asked.

"He lived for three lives, the first was Emperor Jiang Shuiyan, after the pacification of Zhongzhou, he went away, killed the tomb of the Nanyang ghost god alone, killed more than a dozen ancient gods and demons, and finally fled back with his life."

"The ancient gods thought that he would die, and that the ancient era of losing the God Emperor would plunge into eternal darkness because of this."

"As a result, Emperor Yan forcibly beheaded himself, reincarnated in Southern Xinjiang, lived another life, incarnated as the Fire Emperor of Southern Xinjiang, and finally completely eradicated the Nanyang Ghost Snake Divine Tomb, becoming the first person in ancient times, and leveling a divine tomb with his own strength, achieving a godless karma that future generations can only look up to."

Speaking of this, No. 7 paused for a moment to calm down his excitement before continuing: "After leveling the Divine Tomb, Emperor Yan sat down. Before he died, he used his old body as a bearer, and his own essence and blood and charm as his descendants, giving birth to another supreme life. ”

"But at this time, he is no longer Emperor Yan. He didn't know anything about his first two lives, only with the heart of sweeping away the world's demons, went to the Western world, and finally became the fire god of Persianism...... sighed for those god emperors in later generations. ”

Xia Wushuang listened, and his mood couldn't calm down for a long time. Different from the great gods of Gonggong, Zhurong, and Nuwa, this one is the ancestor of the Chinese people in the true sense, and he is the supreme pride of the people of Middle-earth.

"What did that god angel take?" Xia Wushuang's tone grew cold, if it was a sacred object of the Huaxia ancestor, then even if he tried everything he could, he would definitely have to get it back.

"Divine Flame. That was the Origin Heart of Emperor Yan's First Life. ”

No. 7 was afraid that he wouldn't say enough, and then emphasized: "Emperor Yan's first life was recognized as the strongest, and he was undefeated against dozens of black-clothed God Emperors, and was called the existence closest to the Supreme God King by the God Emperors of later generations. The Origin Heart of his first life is said to be able to melt anything except a super-artifact, and there are so many things that the gods and angels can do when they take away that kind of thing. ”

"Flame of the Divine Fire...... Emperor Yan's Heart of Origin...... This thing belongs to the land of Zhongzhou, and I must get it back. Xia Wushuang looked resolute and said in an extremely firm tone.

Finally, he thoughtfully opened the stone box, only to see a small line of small writing hidden inside the stone box.

"Death isn't really scary...... Terrible yes...... After I die, there will be no one who can bear the ...... of this world."

Xia Wushuang's fists couldn't help but clench, and his eyes were full of tears. He had seen so much of this magnificent thing that he could no longer even describe his hatred of those ancient gods in words.

"Ancestors rest assured. Even though your 'true knowledge of the emperor is now a thing of the past', please don't worry, go with peace of mind, 'go to death to save the world, and have your own descendants!' ’”