【Unknown Area】

The black gilded robe was casually draped on the middle-aged man's body, blown by the wind blowing outside the window, and the hunt fluttered like a ghost flag in the underworld. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 On the brass-colored skin, the dark blood-red Gangfeng condensed into lines, like some kind of delicate circuit on the surface, this is close to the highest level of the "Soul Condensing Dafa". The dark coercion of the Jindan realm shrouded the surrounding space of about 3 meters like a heavy sarcophagus, and the objects within this range were all condensed, as if every point in the space had a weight of thousands of catties.

Mr. Moxin, formerly known as Tian Wanzai, the former head of the Mowei Pavilion and the current "owner of Black Mountain Villa", is facing the open window of Linjiang at the moment, letting a gust of morning breeze with the warmth of Jiangnan blow across his cheeks, so that his still sleepy brain slowly wakes up.

"Good boy! After so many detours, don't you just want to blackmail this seat to let go of the Yin family's chick? It's really not the girl of the Yin family who has no characteristics, how can it be better......" As soon as the call ended, Mr. Demon Heart saw through Yinchen's trick. Whether Yinchen admits his identity as a disciple of the Demon Pavilion, or tells all kinds of so-called "truths" that are all too fary, without exception, he wants to convince Mr. Demon Heart that Yin Xueli doesn't know where the treasure is.

But it doesn't matter, Yin Shanluan or Yin Sydney, it's no different for this seat. The prison of the Criminal Department and the last stronghold of the Zhennan Gang are no different from this seat. Boy, for the sake of you inheriting the mantle of the loyal old guy of Old Man Wei, this seat will listen to you once, go to the Yin Shanluan and ask for understanding, anyway, no matter whether the Yin family girl knows it or not, her father must know. As for this seat, I'd rather spend a little more effort and be safe, after all, once this kind of thing is done, there is no room to turn back!"

Mr. Demon Heart narrowed his eyes slightly, and his blood-red pupils were full of a dark look like Senro, as if his pupils were rolling through endless conspiracies in an instant.

"This seat is not a soft bone that can take refuge in the idiots of the North. In the eyes of this seat, this world has never been surnamed Zhao or Halan, let alone Nalan, but surnamed Tian...... The Third Dynasty a thousand years ago, and now how many people remember it? In addition to the evil darkness, the Third Dynasty handed down by our ancestors is the only one that unifies the north and the south and builds an attic on the Tianjian Pass! The south and the north are just clowns jumping off the beam in the eyes of this seat......

Mr. Demonheart's heart was thrilled for a moment, then he turned around and stared silently at the yellowed map of human skin in the corner away from the window. It is said that the map made of the back skin of an extremely beautiful little princess of the Fifth Dynasty can vaguely identify the outline of the back of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl from the shape, on the map, the lines are vertical and horizontal, the scale is accurate, and the twelve locations outlined seem to be located in the deep mountains and old forests, that is the map of the twelve coffins, which is definitely the ultimate treasure that the emperor of the northern kingdom wants to get by selling his kidney. With this map, Mr. Demon Heart doesn't need to collect all the treasures of the thirteen clans at all, or even any of them, to open the twelve coffins.

The Thirteen Relic Treasures are nothing but the guiding tools of these coffins. In the deepest part of the twelve coffins, it is said that there is a clue to the holy relic of the Southern Empire, and then these clues are combined to find the final treasure, where the holy relic related to the luck of the entire Southern Empire is stored.

If you find that holy artifact, you can completely overthrow the Southern Empire, and of course, you can also dispose of the Northern Empire with ease. Those who get the holy relics get the world, and it is the same precious holy weapon as the five books of the evil dark kingship.

Mr. Demonheart's gaze fell on the humanskin map, and he refused to look away for a long time. "Hey! Rise and fall, but it's all in the hands of such a thing, for thousands of years, how many heroes have buried themselves in the loess, made meritorious contributions to find the marquis, and in the end it is not as good as such a dead thing! I don't know if this is the luck of the people in the world, or the misfortune of the people in the world!" He sighed, walked over, carefully put away the spread map, and hid it close to his body, he would never allow a second person in the world to see this thing.

"Thirteen relics, corresponding to the thirteen coffins, now there are only twelve coffins, there is still one missing, from the map marking, in addition to Yin, Yang two words, there are all, and there are even two words that have never been seen, which shows that in addition to Yin or Yang, the two relics of the family, the secret treasures of the rest of the widow surnames are recorded in it? Mr. Demonheart put the map away, thought for a long time, seemed a little undecided, and it took almost ten minutes before he finally made up his mind.

"Someone!" he shouted.

"The minister is here!" a faint dark shadow appeared behind him, kneeling, as humble and respectful as if he had met the emperor.

"Go and pass on the order of this seat, let the blood number one to the blood number thirteen all be activated, and find out to this seat where this guy Yin Shanluan is hidden, the manpower of the guards, the prison organs, and of course, the most important thing is to ask the time of beheading, and report them to this seat! At this time, you can't let anyone else know, okay, let's go down!" Once the decision was made, Mr. Demon Heart's actions were quite quick and decisive.

"Obey!" the shadow receded, without a sound or even a trace. These self-proclaimed 'ministers' are secret weapons that Mr. Demonheart has never disclosed to anyone else. Along with Mr. Demon Heart, they belong to the Third Dynasty, not the Magic Pavilion or Black Mountain Villa. These people have never appeared in front of outsiders again, and no one has ever known that there is still a group of people in the huge Southern Empire, who worship the king and call themselves ministers in private, which is simply a great crime of rebellion in the eyes of the emperor of the Southern Kingdom. Of course, these people have been plotting rebellion for a thousand years.

Mr. Devil Heart turned and walked out of the living room, through the intricate and well-decorated corridor, to the front hall of the Black Mountain Villa, which was located on a mountain waterfall, and the scenery was the most memorable in a hundred miles. Mr. Demon Heart entered the lobby and saw that there were already more than a dozen long and short figures waiting for him, and his originally arrogant and domineering face couldn't help but bloom with a kind smile, greeting everyone, but his smile only lasted for a moment, and then disappeared and was replaced by a solemn look.

"I just got the news that the Shenhai faction has been defeated. After a brief greeting, he threw out the bad news.

"The Shenhai Sect was defeated?" Everyone was shocked, but they were only slightly surprised, after all, the group of disciples sent to the Shenhai Sect were actually temporary disciples, in short, they were the people who had taken refuge in Sang Tianliang before, swaying from side to side.

"Yes, the Jianghu Alliance has been wiped out, and most of the people we sent will not be able to come back. Mr. Demon Heart pretended to be very painful and said, the sadness on his face was all pretended, none of these people in front of him practiced the "Dead Soul Killing Dafa".

"What about the ghost's name? What about Sakura Shixuan? The two of them can't be lost too!" Immediately, someone was really worried, and Mr. Demon Heart glanced up, he was one of the more trustworthy worshippers by his side.

"The two of them escaped by luck, but it was too dangerous in Blood Sun City, so I took it upon myself to let them rush back. Mr. Demon Heart said, "Ladies and gentlemen, we may have to think of another way to the secret realm of Shura Mountain. ”

His words made all the high-level executives of Black Mountain Villa really nervous, some people began to give advice, others were silent, obviously there was no good way. This time in Black Mountain Villa, but the tiger's mouth pulled out his teeth, he was so bold that he came to the secret realm of a national power.

"I see, Sect Master, I'm afraid we won't be able to share this secret exclusively this time, and we will have to let some people help us share the burden. At this moment, a voice made Mr. Demon Heart, who was looking down and thinking, suddenly look up.

"Sharing, I think it's more straightforward to throw a bone and let the dog grab it. Mr. Demon Heart smiled slightly: "The specific location of that place, the specific entry method, only we know, this is a more troublesome way to enter the Red Blood Secret Realm than the last time, and there are only a few treasures, you can take it away by rolling it up with a robe, and it is easy to grab it...... That's a good idea. He smiled kindly at the man who made the suggestion.

"Then which dog will rob it?

"Don't count on the Excalibur Gate, those guys have a background in the imperial court, and now the imperial court is busy negotiating peace, where do you dare to make trouble. The people of the Golden Daomen are afraid that they are not willing to enter the pit easily, and their current attitude and way of acting are too subtle, and we are not good at speculating. I think it's better to let the people of the Demon Pavilion, the Poison Dragon Sect, give it a try......" Mr. Demon Heart showed an eerie smile, his blood-red eyes flashing with an extremely dangerous cold light.

"Okay!" The others applauded, and they were able to trap Sang Tianliang and Harrow, the two lifelong enemies, which was something that the senior management of Black Mountain Villa liked to see.

"Then this matter is decided, the treasure hunters we sent out, don't rush to arrange it first. Here's another thing...... I'm going to activate [Heavenly Ghost Descent] once, so please help me. Mr. Demonheart brings up a new topic.

"What are the Heavenly Ghosts coming, what are you doing with it?" After all, it was the former Demon Wei Pavilion, and now it was the only holy weapon in the Black Mountain Villa, and activating it once not only cost a lot of vitality, but also a major event to transfer the fortune of the sect, so naturally it was necessary to notify everyone to worship the Dharma Protector, and to ask for their opinions.

"Ying Shixuan's child, who was bewitched by Sang Tianliang in his early years, has been practicing "Dead Soul Killing", and now, the family is also divided, "Dead Soul Killing" has been privately hidden by Sang Tianliang, and it is impossible to come back if you want to...... This seat is worried that the disciples led by Sakura Shixuan will cultivate "Soul Killing", there is no reference to the classics, just with the experience of us laymen, it will be difficult to achieve success in the future, and what is even more terrifying is that if the door is secretly covered by Nasang Tianliang, it will be a big deal......"

"The sect master wants to use the Heavenly Ghost Descend to forcibly improve the cultivation of these people's "Soul Condensation" to suppress "Revenant Soul Killing", and finally force them to give up "Revenant Soul Killing"? This is a good thing! Now on our side, isn't the most lacking of the young generation of good players?" As soon as Mr. Demon Heart's words were released, these hardcore henchmen who were willing to rebel with him to rebel from the Demon Pavilion's self-reliance portal all agreed, after all, using some functions of the Heavenly Ghost Descent made the younger generation's cultivation soar, whether it was "Soul Condensing Divine Woman" 's cultivation or any other cultivation, as long as it's a rising cultivation!

It was unanimously approved again, and Mr. Demon Heart showed a truly happy smile on his face: "The last thing, we recently accepted a secret disciple of the Demon Pavilion, called Yinchen, you just need to know, and when the time comes, bring a little more ......" He thought it was not a big deal, but he didn't expect that just after he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room suddenly froze.

"What's wrong?" Mr. Demon Heart was a little strange.

"Sect Master, have you forgotten? The girl we picked up a few years ago who claimed to be the Puppet Sect Master, the last two words she repeated before she died were 'Silver Dust'!"

"Puppet Sect?" Mr. Demon Heart reacted suddenly: "You don't think that such a kid can kill ......" He couldn't go on, because he suddenly realized the fact that the person who can make Wei Wuliang and Yun Wuyue choose to be the heirs at the same time when they are dying must have something extraordinary. Mr. Demonheart is not stupid enough to think that his two subordinates can look away at the same time.

Now he is in trouble, should he let these people secretly take care of Yinchen, or secretly send someone to do him? Promote him, just afraid that the puppet sect will come to the door in the future, they can't stop the puppet sect's anger and suppress him? plot against him? In case people can really overturn the puppet sect in seconds, they can't afford to provoke it......

"That's it, don't have any dealings with him in the future, just treat this disciple as if it doesn't exist!" Mr. Demon Heart waved his hand irritably, and the matter was hastily settled, but in his heart, a desire to get the silver dust, to completely possess the silver dust, actually churned uncontrollably.

"Can defeat the disciples of the Puppet Sect...... Just saying it can scare Du Chuanchang's little bastard!" Mr. Demon Heart thought to himself, all kinds of envy and jealousy in his heart. He didn't know that the word "silver dust" alone was enough to scare Du Chuanchang into the birth of one Buddha and the ascension of two Buddhas.

The distant plot cannot affect the surging Blood Yang City for the time being.

【Hideout of Black Mountain Villa in Bloody Sun City】

"Sir, are you okay? You've been in there for so long, but you're worried about us to death!" As soon as Yinchen came out of the secret room, he was grabbed by Yin Xueli and asked this and that, looking at her little face that was slightly red because of worry, Yinchen couldn't help but show a warm smile, and that smile stunned Yin Xueli for a second, before he blushed his neck in panic and lowered his head in shame. (To be continued.) )