As soon as they entered the Immortal Palace, Lin Nan and Mo Yan came to an unusually wide and magnificent hall, about a hundred zhang square, and the ceiling floor was carved with ethereal and mysterious patterns, but at this moment, because they were all burned by the flames, they couldn't see a trace of aura.

In the middle of the main hall is a huge screen erected by Gundam, and a wooden chair that is not spacious is simply placed in it, which seems to be faintly inconsistent with this magnificent momentum.

But when Lin Nan and the others approached, they could be regarded as having seen a lot of human geniuses and fire domain evils in the world, and they all gasped in unison.

"This ...... This is a chair made of 10,000-year-old psychic wood??"

[Psychic Xuanmu] itself is already a treasure of heaven and earth that can help martial artists speed up their cultivation in the Shenwu Continent, and it can be seen from the heavy wooden wheel on the outer layer of the chair that the wood used to make the chair in front of him is definitely more than 10,000 years old.

This kind of heaven and earth artifact, even if it was a piece the size of a finger, could more than double the cultivation speed out of thin air, let alone such a huge chair?

Tyrants, showing off their wealth, and squandering......

Lin Nan looked at this chair, as if looking at the throne of the palace of the chiefs of those Arab kingdoms on the earth in his previous life, he didn't need any gold and silver jewelry to decorate, this chair itself was already an absolute treasure that was hard to find in the Xuanyuan Domain or the Fire Domain.

It's a pity that this chair is comparable to the treasure of heaven and earth in a cave heaven and earth, but it has been completely burned, and the aura is completely gone, and it has completely become a waste product made of charred black charcoal.

What's going on here?

Who does such a splendid and luxurious palace belong to, and why did it come to the Fire God Domain?

And who is it that burns this immortal palace with such a heavenly flame divine power?

Could the terrifying flame that once wreaked havoc in this immortal palace be the world-destroying purple flame?

Too many questions emerged from the hearts of Lin Nan and the others.

Hearing a sound of footsteps behind him, Lin Nan put the waste chair in front of him into the Qiankun Ring with a flash, and the figures of the two of them immediately flashed towards the back door behind the screen.

"It's already a scrap, and you won't let it go?"

Mo Yan spoke in the midst of the gallop. But to be honest, he also moved his mind, but in the end he was one step slower than Lin Nan, the little fox:

"We are poor and distressed, so it's better to keep it for a thought. ”

Lin Nan's answer made Mo Yan pout.

"Come less, the next thing, good or bad, will be mine!"

"As you ......"

Lin Nan secretly laughed in his heart, but fortunately, his brother moved quickly and quickly. Although this kind of psychic Xuanmu has lost its vitality, there is a Shengyuan Tianchi that has come back to life in the world of Brother's Qiankun, who knows if it can regain the spirituality of this 10,000-year-old divine tree?

The two little foxes had already passed through the original hall between their figures.

Later, as with the layout of most palaces, you will see a square inner square, with four walkways leading to the four side halls in the depths of the palace.

But this time, Lin Nan and Mo Yan were completely shocked by the scene in front of them and couldn't move forward.

The magnificent fairy palace and exquisite hall make everyone in it involuntarily imagine how brilliant it would be before. The immortal aura is overflowing, but what appears in front of the two of them is a living human purgatory!

The remains of hundreds of humanoids are scattered in every corner of the square.

The bloody killing intent that rushed to the sky has not yet dissipated, and the severed limbs and fragments of divine weapons are scattered all over the place.

Everything still exudes palpitating spiritual power or soul coercion.

It is unimaginable that this group of people has reached what kind of cultivation realm they have reached before their lives, and how tragic that battle was!

What made Lin Nan feel incredible. If he hadn't clearly known that he was in the Fire God Domain, he would have thought that he was back in the ancient ruins. It's just because these wrecks in front of him actually contain almost all the races in the Nine Domains.

The same human race as Lin Nan, the fire domain creatures with a red crystal texture, the half-human, half-beast beasts, the demons with horns on their heads, the barbarians in the wilderness who are twice as big as ordinary people, and so on. There was an incomparably tragic battle of the Nine Clans in this palace!

No, it's not appropriate to say that it was a war of the nine clans.

It should be said that there was a siege battle between the eight tribes against one of the largest races.

The terrifying race that single-handedly fought against the powerhouses of the eight races at the same time - the Celestial Immortal Realm, the Immortal Race!

It was not the first time that Lin Nan had seen the Immortal Clan, the two arrogant and high-minded Immortal Clans in the ancient ruins before. It is a strong enemy that he must trample under his feet in this life, and these immortal people in front of him are definitely older and stronger than those two immortal young powerhouses, and they are all high-level saint kings, more than thirty people.

With so many Immortal Realm Saint Kings, I don't know why they were surrounded and killed here by the masters of the other eight clans.

It didn't seem to have been a long time coming, and you could still feel the brutal atmosphere of the day's battle.

"Mo Yan, you stop!"

Behind him, the voices of Yan Kill Men and others sounded suddenly, and this group of red-robed young men also rushed to the square in the middle as fast as possible, and Huo Linzi, Yu Fengwu and others also followed.

When everyone saw the tragic scene before them, they all looked surprised, but soon, the greed of some of them overcame their reason.

Puff.

One of the only nine remaining disciples of the Yan Killing Sect flashed directly into the battlefield, picked up a long sword from the ground that seemed to be intact, and with a wave of his hand, it inspired a divine glow in the sky.

"Haha! Demigod soldier, this is really where the luck is against the sky, you can pick up this kind of treasure casually! Second senior brother, what are you still doing in a daze, come and search it!"

One word seems to wake up the person in the dream, and the demigod soldier is a treasure that cannot be found even in the Fire God Domain.

At that moment, Yan Wuxin waved his hand to let the remaining six disciples under his command all go down and start collecting the remaining battlefield wreckage, and he and the other disciple stood in place and looked at the rest of them coldly.

"This place, we have killed the door!

"What, what do you say! Why do you occupy this place?!!

That Dongfang Hong couldn't bear it on the spot, and rushed out with a single step, and wanted to reason with Yan Wuxin, but I don't know how, this Yan Wuxin was not the kind of posture that he swallowed his anger outside before, and directly exhaled at Dongfang Hong's face with a pure spiritual fire of creation.

With a snap, where would Dongfang Hong be Yan Wuxin's opponent, he was directly knocked out by the whole flame before he had time to dodge, and rolled around the square several times before stopping.

"Yan Wuxin, you!"

Huo Linzi naturally couldn't tolerate Yan Kill's behavior of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge immediately after entering the door, and summoned Jiulong on the spot to fight against Yan Wuxin's obscenity from the fire cover, but in the next second, a kind of soul coercion that made his heart chill suddenly emanated.

Even Lin Nan and Mo Yan's faces changed slightly when they were shocked by this powerful coercion, and what surprised everyone even more was that it was not Yan Wuxin himself who released this coercion, but the disciple of the Yan Killing Sect who had been following him all the time.

Two fine lights suddenly flashed in Mo Yan's eyes, and an evil smile appeared on his face with a cold killing intent:

"I said, who had the ability to seriously hurt me that night, it turns out that you would rather be a shrunken turtle than squeeze into this fairy palace to die...... Yan Wusheng!!" (To be continued......)