The huge Zhiyu Palace is like an endless tomb, and after nearly two thousand years of burial, only absolute silence remains.

And Xia Sheng is like a ghost wandering in the hall, silent, his eyes are ethereal, as if he is recalling something, and as if he is remembering something.

This road leading to the main hall Xia Sheng has walked countless times, but he has never walked so slowly and carefully as he did today.

With every step of Xia Sheng's steps, the candles on both sides were quietly lit, reflecting countless priceless night pearls in the dome, illuminating the road ahead.

The frost-patterned stone bricks on the soles of the feet are warm, the murals are beautiful everywhere, and the air carries an unknown faint fragrance of flowers, everything is as before.

But how can it really be business as usual?

Xia Sheng shook his head with some emotion, and then found that a stone door appeared on his right.

The stone gate is carved with intricate gold threads, which look like an unknown magic circle.

Seeing this, Xia Sheng couldn't help but smile.

Because in the side hall behind the stone gate, there were more than a dozen spirit beasts that he had raised on a whim, and he didn't know what happened to them now?

Thinking of this, Xia Sheng couldn't help but walk up to the stone gate, and gently pressed his palm on the center of the magic circle, trying to open the stone door.

However, this time, Shimen refused Xia Sheng's request and still stuck to the spot coldly.

Seeing this, Xia Sheng was slightly stunned, but soon figured out that maybe the new owner of Zhiyu Palace had done something.

Xia Sheng stood in front of the stone gate and hesitated for a moment, but after all, he still did not forcibly destroy the magic circle on the stone gate, but turned around and returned to the corridor and continued to march towards the main hall.

It is very unwise to rashly express one's hostility when the other party's identity, position, and strength are not known for the time being.

But this incident made Xia Sheng secretly keep an eye on it.

Since the other party was able to change the formation he had laid out with his own hands, he was either a super genius who was proficient in the art of rune formations like Ying Tianwu, or he was a super powerhouse with an extremely high realm!

It seems that the next meeting with that person needs to be very cautious.

In the later part of the journey, Xia Sheng passed by the palace he used in the Zhiyu Palace to cultivate spiritual flowers and spiritual grasses, place divine weapons and spiritual treasures, and collect various ancient book fragments.

But in the face of the tightly closed temple doors, Xia Sheng didn't even try to open them again.

Let's wait until we meet the mysterious person in the main hall before we make a decision.

From a certain point of view, Xia Sheng's move can already be said to be full of sincerity, and he also exerted his greatest kindness, even if he is the real owner of this palace.

About half an hour later, Xia Sheng finally walked into the main hall of Zhiyu Palace with some hesitation, and immediately his eyes became extremely open.

For a while, the light in the hall was magnificent, reflecting Xia Sheng's body as bright as day.

Sure enough, just as Xia Sheng expected, there was something more in front of the hall that should have been empty.

The green pothos vines that covered the sky and the moon fell from the sky, like a green curtain, dividing the hall into two different worlds, covering the red jade throne that once represented Xia Sheng's supreme wealth, and also covering the person who was sitting on the throne at this time.

But faintly, Xia Sheng could still see a tall figure emerging through the gap between the green and green curtains.

The other party seems to be a white-haired old man.

Seeing this, Xia Sheng paused, hugged his hand with a smile, and asked, "I don't know who Your Excellency is, and why is you in this Zhiyu Palace?"

There was no greeting or politeness, and as soon as Xia Sheng opened his mouth, he went straight to the core of the problem.

Hearing this, the old man behind the pothos immediately let out some hoarse chuckles, and said, "Young people, don't be so impatient, you have to eat bite by bite, and you have to do things one by one, I want to ask you, how did you get here, and why did you destroy the outside world?"

In this regard, Xia Sheng did not have the slightest intention of concealing it, and he didn't want to keep going around like this with the other party, so he said directly: "Because this palace, including the world outside the palace, was created by me. ”

After saying this, Xia Sheng raised his hand without warning.

Immediately, the light in the main hall dimmed.

A breeze blew through the hall, gently opening a corner of the intertwined and clinging pothos vines, revealing the incomparably blurred shadow that followed.

The old man was not annoyed by Xia Sheng's somewhat provocative move, but smiled again and said in a hoarse voice, "I see, you can call me the Lord of Kalachakra." ”

"Kalachakra?" Xia Sheng frowned, his palms froze in the air, and the brilliance in his eyes seemed a little erratic.

The reason is very simple, for Xia Sheng, the word "Kalachakra" is not a meaningless existence, but represents a very profound realm!

Kalachakra!

It was a heaven and earth wider than the Holy Order, and it was an existence even more terrifying than the dawn!

Could it be that the old man in front of him was actually a Kalachakra realm powerhouse?

If this is really the case, then things will be very unfavorable to Xia Sheng, with his current strength, even if Zhiyu Palace is his home field, he is not absolutely sure of defeating the other party!

Unless he sacrifices the power seed again, there may still be a glimmer of possibility.

Or with the belief that the jade is burned, it will inspire the slaughtering array in the Zhiyu Palace, and everyone will die together.

Of course, at least for now, the Kalachakra Lord didn't show any hostility towards Natsu Sheng, which was very good news for Natsu Sheng.

But things changed in the next moment.

I saw that the Lord of Kalachakra suddenly raised a finger and pointed at the open space three feet away in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, a phantom appeared in the swaying of the pothos in the wind, and Huang Lao, who was holding the Wind Sweeping Blade, snorted and fell to the ground immediately.

Seeing this, Xia Sheng couldn't help but shout urgently: "Old Huang, be careful!"

However, at the same time as he had just uttered this warning, Huang Lao's body seemed to be dragged in front of the Kalachakra Lord by a pair of invisible hands, and the Kalachakra Lord raised his palm and pressed it on the top of his head.

The next moment, a scalp-numbing scene happened.

Huang Lao didn't even have time to make any counterattack, he watched as his shawl white hair turned into green silk, and then peeled off to the ground, turning into ashes, his figure began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, the power in his body was rapidly draining, and the figure of the Lord of Kalacha was infinitely magnified in his eyes.

"Ding. ”

With a soft sound, Huang Lao could no longer hold the Wind Blade in his hand, he could only let it fall to the ground, he stretched out his incomparably delicate arm with some hesitation, but he couldn't reach the ground at all, he opened his mouth to say something, but after all, it could only turn into a meaningless babbling.

Within ten breaths, the dignified National Academy of Guardians, the terrifying super killer, Huang Lao, who is over 100 years old, has become a baby who can only climb all over the ground.

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PS: Thanks to the 200 tip of 'Biluo Huangquan XII.', and thank you for the 100 tip of '9' of the world. (To be continued.) )