Chapter 38: A Visitor from Middle-earth
With a loud bang, the stone door broke in response.
"Hahaha, my Blood Demon Knife has finally seen the light of day!" *Sheng laughed wildly, not at all as careful as he had just been.
"Boy, bring the antidote, Lao Tzu will spare you from death!" * Sheng changed his hexagram in a blink of an eye.
"Oh, I know that people like you can't be trusted, but it's a pity, my poison can only be used regularly to take the antidote, and I don't have it with me, this antidote is my ancestor, and no one in the world can take out the second one except me!"
"Boy, you frame me, you little yellow-rank martial artist, can have such a powerful poison?" * Sheng was a little unconvinced.
"Then you say, why can I, a yellow-rank martial artist, take you to escape?" Peach Blossom Yuan ignored him after speaking, and walked down the stone stairs on the stone wall by himself.
* Raw eyes rolled, this kid doesn't seem to be simple, not afraid of 10,000, just in case, before he finds the antidote, follow him first.
* Sheng gritted his teeth and forced out a smile: "Eh, Shaoxia, wait for me, it's very dangerous down there, I'll explore the way for you first......"
"You said that there are 18 layers in this trapped dragon stream, and the imprisoned demons are more powerful than the other, so according to this, the bottom one is the most powerful?" asked Taohuayuan as he walked with his hands behind his back.
"That's for sure, but no matter how powerful it is, how can it be compared with Shaoxia, Shaoxia is a hero who has never been met in ten thousand years, and he will definitely be able to become a martial saint in time!"
Taohuayuan naturally knew that he was patting on the back, but he liked to hear it: "Well, that's right, it's not easy for a genius like me to become a martial saint!"
"But then again, above Tianwu is Lingwu, and after Lingwu is Wuzun, what about after?" Peach Blossom Paradise has only learned about these levels in books, but it is only introduced to Wuzun, after all, in the world of the previous life, the cultivation level is not the same.
* When Sheng heard Peach Blossom Yuan ask this, his mind turned sharply for a moment, it seems that this kid is not a child of a big family, and he only knows the martial arts level.
Although he was very disdainful in his heart, his expression was always filled with a bright smile: "The young man doesn't know, after this martial artist is the martial king, the martial emperor, the martial emperor, and finally the legendary martial saint." ”
"Legendary?" said Peach Blossom Paradise with a frown.
"Well, I haven't seen it anyway!"
"Isn't it shattering the void?" Peach Blossom Paradise guessed.
"It's impossible to shatter the void, that's something that only a martial god-level powerhouse can do!" *Sheng's face was rarely more serious.
"Martial God, didn't you say that the pinnacle is the Martial Saint?" asked Peach Blossom Spring.
"Because according to the legend, the martial god no longer exists in this world, and the so-called martial god is the real god, and naturally it will no longer exist in this world!"
The two of them stopped and stopped, and they had already reached the tenth floor.
"Hiss......" just went down to the tenth floor, and the two of them only felt that the surroundings had become much colder, and the Peach Blossom Source was okay, at least he could still run the Blood Meridian to resist it, but *Sheng was shivering with cold.
"Ahem, ahem, it's been years, and I haven't smelled human flesh!" As he passed a stone house, a pair of scarlet eyes suddenly appeared at the entrance of the stone house.
"Ahh
"Jingle bell, jingle bell" was so angry that there was a jingling sound in the stone house.
"That's enough, it's endless, old man, let me ask you, what kind of strength did you have before, if I think it's qualified, it's okay to be my little follower!"
"Little doll, what a big breath, Lao Tzu dignified Martial King, you need to be your follower, there is a kind of ...... let me out," the man roared.
"Martial King, let's take a look at it again!" Peach Blossom Yuan pursed his lips, as if he was visiting a farmer's market to choose vegetables.
"Stinky boy, what kind of expression do you have, there is a kind of ...... for letting Lao Tzu out"
However, Peach Blossom Yuan ignored him and just continued to walk down.
The * student on the side suddenly felt a little numb in his heart, this guy wouldn't really release any shocking devils.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder, and quickly followed the Peach Blossom Spring.
The two of them went all the way to the 12th weight, and as expected, the 12th weight was actually a Martial Emperor, and the 11th weight was also a Martial Emperor.
This can't help but make the two guess that the 13 layers are very likely to have imprisoned the Martial Saint, but there are 18 layers in this trapped Dragon Stream, and what are the next few layers imprisoned, could it be that the Martial God is strong.
Then who has the ability to imprison such a strong person in this place?
Peach Blossom Paradise couldn't help but think, if it weren't for his own blood meridian, he wouldn't have gone deep into the 13th layer, and he definitely wouldn't have known that there would be such a secret under this trapped dragon stream.
But now even he can't go any deeper, the * Sheng on the side can't help it, and he has returned to the ninth level, the demonic energy here is too much to suppress him, and if he stays here any longer, he will most likely die.
Layers of frost formed on Peach Blossom Garden's hair, as if he was getting older.
"I really want to see what those 13 looks like!" Peach Blossom said to herself.
"Forget it, let's take a look when I have a chance, now I have to go back and settle an account!"
Originally, he just wanted to leave first, temporarily recover some of his strength, and then go back to settle accounts with the people of the Wang family, but now, he has a junior brother of Wuzun, such a thug, no need to use it in vain!
Thinking of this, he pulled away and walked back......
At this time, Haotian Peak ushered in a group of uninvited guests.
"The distinguished guest of the Tianyan Divine Sect, I don't know what happened this time?" the landlord asked while sitting on the reception hall of Hao Tianfeng.
"The Black Domain is coming, you should know how to do it!" an old man from the Tianyan Divine Sect just said simply, the wrinkles on his face exuding a deep and invisible worry.
When the landlord heard this, his eyelids jumped, and he patted his seat and said in a trembling voice: "What did you say?
"Presumptuous!" a young man shouted at the landlord.
"Luan Feng, don't be rude!" the old man said slowly.
The landlord seemed to wake up at this time, and slowly sat back to the original taste, but in an instant he seemed to be much older and said: "Don't blame the giant, it's Gongsun Yan who is rude!"
"Pass the order, the Lord of the Nine Peaks will come to Haotian Peak quickly, and all the upper and lower factions of the Yellow Crane Tower will be under martial law!" Gongsun Yan's voice was like a thousand miles of Hong Zhongzhong, wandering in every corner of the Yellow Crane Tower, and it would not be extinguished for a long time.