The cyan long sword in the mouth of the mandrill must be in the courtyard of Xuanwu's house. For a long time, Feng Xing didn't know what this "imperial power iron box" had to do with him, but Feng Ghost once said that this iron box and Feng Xing seemed to have something to do with you. Could it be that this relationship is this long sword?

The Wind Ghost also said to Feng Xing: "This iron box is originally your Terran thing, and I was only entrusted by someone to take it to another world." "Feng Xing was originally a member of the Wing Clan, but in order to open the "Pure Land of Original Sin", he "Su Fan" became a human being. The amount of information contained in the wind ghost's words is also really large. At that time, Feng Xing asked the wind ghost who he was entrusted with and if he could tell himself the origin of the iron box, but the wind ghost said that in fact, he didn't know much about this iron box, only knew that it was something left over from the human race, and it was very important for the revival of the human race. The person who entrusted him was one of the strong people who survived after the decline of the human race.

The Wind Ghost also said that the strong man who entrusted him told him that only blood could open the iron box. So far, this iron box has drunk a lot of blood, but it still hasn't been opened. When Qingmeng asked Fengxing to come to this Nanbao Mountain, he once said that this iron box should drink demon blood. Now this Xuanwu mansion is full of demons, I don't know whether to let the imperial power iron box drink the blood of a demon casually, or drink the blood of Xuanwu?

Is this trip for the sake of drinking blood for the "iron box of imperial power" and the rejuvenation of the human race? Or is it for the cyan long sword?

Through Xuanwu's brief introduction, Feng Xing realized that there was a predecessor of the Phoenix clan who exerted the unique "power of ignorant fire" of his own race to the extreme, and finally melted a piece of "Forgotten Crystal" and cast it into a weapon. This is the first "Ignorant Fire Temper" in the Eight Realms, and this person has also relied on this "Ambiguous Fire Tempering" to become the first powerhouse to reach the "Four Elephant Realms" in the Eight Realms of the Universe.

And the cyan long sword that Fengxing cares about is probably also a "fire refinement".

Xuanwu continued: "Do you know who this person from the Phoenix Clan is?"

Feng Xing looked at the extraordinary weapons in front of him in a daze, and replied, "If the information I told me by the clansmen of the Wing Clan is correct, this predecessor of the Phoenix Clan, called Henghuang, was the patriarch of the Phoenix Clan before the 'Hehua Tribulation'. ”

"Oh, that's good!" Xuanwu was a little surprised, and the voice that came from him seemed a little surprised, "You not only know the name of Henghuang, but also know the 'and the calamity', it really surprises me, it seems that all the clans have really done a lot of homework in order to open the 'Pure Land of Original Sin'!"

As soon as the words turned, Xuanwu's voice became serious: "So, boy, you are here, can you clarify your purpose?"

Feng Xing withdrew his stunned eyes, looked at the scarlet gate behind a row of jade platforms, and said: "Originally, I wasn't very clear, but after listening to Shanman's introduction, and seeing this peerless divine weapon, 'Ignorant Fire Tempering', I understand that I am here for the 'Fengding' sword. ”

The three words "Wind Sword" jumped out of Fengxing's mouth, and Xuanwu suddenly laughed wildly, quite a bit crazy. After laughing enough, Xuanwu's voice came from the vermilion gate behind a row of jade platforms: "Boy, to my Xuanwu, you are tantamount to an ant, I don't even need to move my fingers, I can pinch you to death, why do you think that I will give you the heavy treasure of the Wing Clan-'Fengding Sword'?"

Feng Xing thought about it for a while, then resolutely raised his head, his eyes were like torches, and he said two words firmly: "Fate!"

"Hehe, fate, what a fate. Xuanwu's voice turned desolate, "If you, an insignificant boy, can really undo my fate, I will return the 'Wind Fixing Sword' to your Wing Clan, and if you can't do anything, you will stay in this Xuanwu mansion forever and be my slave - come in yourself." ”

Fengxing did not have the slightest timidity, did not hesitate, and walked towards the vermilion gate behind the jade platform.

Walking through the jade platform, walking through the handful of "ignorant fire", the wind is like walking in history, walking in the time of myths and legends, walking in the gap between reality and magic.

I'm afraid that there won't be so many high-quality products in the Phoenix Clan's arsenal, and this one of the "Ignorant Fire Calciners" was secretly counted by Fengxing, and there were as many as fourteen. Each of these "ignorant fire calciners" must represent the name of a strong man, and every divine weapon must record a glorious history.

This Xuanwu, what kind of sacredness is it, can collect so many divine soldiers.

How does Fengxing know, when he opened the vermilion door and saw Xuanwu, what greeted him was the real shock.

Behind the door is a long road, this road is actually built in the belly of the mountain, walk through the road, then enter a huge stone cave, the top of the cave dazzling gem, the whole stone cave reflects as day.

In the middle of the cave, there is a huge turtle lying on its stomach. This is not entirely true, it is said that it is a turtle, but it is far more martial than a turtle, the thick scales on the body, like the armor of a samurai, the sharp spikes on the turtle shell, no less than the sharp arrows, the four legs are cold and cold, and the giant claws are like blades.

What is completely inconsistent with this mighty image and out of place is the long sword on the back of this big turtle.

A huge cyan long sword, from top to bottom, pierced from the shell of the turtle, and actually pierced the turtle completely, and fixed it on the ground, only the small section of the sword exposed under the hilt of the sword, engraved with two fluttering ancient characters: Feng Ding.

Feng Xing looked at the situation in front of him, and really didn't know how to speak, but the big turtle spoke: "If you laugh at me as soon as you enter the door, I will definitely ignore that fate and kill you directly!" This voice is clearly Xuanwu who spoke just now.

Feng Xing couldn't help pinching a cold sweat and said, "Senior Xuanwu, even if you are subject to this Fengding Sword and want to kill me, it is like pinching an ant to death, how dare I laugh at you?"

Xuanwu laughed and sighed: "Your kid's concentration and cultivation are indeed different from ordinary people, maybe you are the person I am waiting for." Come on, let's witness together what that fate is all about. ”

Feng Xing took out the "Imperial Power Iron Box" on his body, looked at Xuanwu, and said: "I only know that it is fate to let this iron box stain your blood." As he spoke, he threw the iron box to Xuanwu.

Xuanwu's body was subject to the "Wind Sword" that passed through the body, but the four legs were flexible, and he stretched out his claws to grasp the "Imperial Power Iron Box" firmly in his hand. The small tin box, grasped in the huge claws of the turtle, was like grasping a pea.

"I really didn't expect that what the dead old man said turned out to be true. Xuanwu seemed to be telling Feng Xing, and seemed to be talking to himself, "For so long, I don't have any hope for freedom, but I didn't expect that this iron box really appeared." ”

Feng Xing didn't say anything, he didn't know how to talk, what Feng Xing knew was only some information that was only a few words, compared to Xuanwu, his little information was completely insignificant.

After Xuanwu looked at the iron box, he looked at Fengxing and said: "On this iron box, there is already the blood of the human race, the heavenly race, the wing race, the demon race, and the dragon race, even if you add my demon race, there are still two races left, are you sure you want to do this?"

Feng Xing said calmly: "Prophecy, that's what it says. ”

Xuanwu was stunned for a moment and asked, "The prophecy from the 'Pure Land of Original Sin'?"

Feng Xing told the truth: "Yes, at least, the demon clan's Qingmeng told me so." ”

"Qingmeng, hehe, when did you meet that little girl of the demon clan, do you know what kind of face she has under the veil?" Xuanwu's voice carried a hint of ridicule, "With your kid's cultivation, I'm afraid you have suffered a loss under that girl." ”

Fengxing's expression was instantly ugly to death, and he said stupidly: "It's okay not to mention it." Xuanwu laughed out loud and said, "That girl is eccentric, even the old man's high cultivation has suffered her losses, what are you embarrassed about." ”

This Xuanwu seemed to be joking, and at the moment of speaking, he had already cut through his skin by himself, and dropped a drop of blood on the "Imperial Power Iron Box".

Those who have been sucked by this "imperial power iron box" include the blind punishment of the Heavenly Clan, the Yin Lang of the Dragon Clan, the Wind Ghost of the Wing Clan, the Qingmeng of the Demon Clan, the Chopping Jade of the Human Clan, and the Xuanwu of the Demon Clan.

What will happen if the blood of the six races drip on the "iron box of imperial power"?

The "Imperial Power Iron Box" instantly went crazy, like a bloodthirsty beast, greedily sucking the blood drops of Xuanwu. Xuanwu's body size is already huge, and this drop of blood is as big as the "Imperial Power Iron Box", but it was absorbed cleanly by the "Imperial Power Iron Box", leaving only a faint green smoke, telling that this iron box is still unfinished with blood.

Began to have blood lines flowing between the auspicious clouds on the surface of the "Imperial Power Iron Box", the flowing blood lines, like a flying dragon, circling, winding, suddenly flashed, "Imperial Power Iron Box" side of a third, popped out a small drawer, in the drawer lying flat in a silk letter.

For Fengxing and Xuanwu, they should have paid special attention to the silk characters that popped up, but the attention of the two of them was all on the "Imperial Power Iron Box". It seems that the change of this "iron box of imperial power" is more important than the silk characters.

"Look at the part of this tin box that pops out, there should be a second and third layers underneath. Xuanwu said, "If you add the blood of one race, it is estimated that the second layer will pop up, and the blood of the eight major races will be gathered, and it is estimated that the third layer will pop up." I'm curious about what's on the two floors down there—aren't you?"

"Curiosity is naturally curiosity. But Xuanwu seniors, for the fate of you and me, this first layer is estimated to be enough. Feng Xing said calmly, "In terms of cultivation and knowledge, you are far superior to me in terms of Xuanwu predecessors, and you naturally know the truth that curiosity kills people." ”

Xuanwu laughed, lightly lucked, threw the iron box to Feng Xing, and said: "I understand the reason, but do you know that I have been trapped here for endless years, and I can't count the exact number of years. Back then, the old man had fixed me here, telling me only that there was a blood-sucking tin box that would free me. Naturally, I have an inexplicable affection for this iron box. ”

Feng Xing took out the silk characters inside, then closed the drawer, took the "Imperial Power Iron Box" into his arms, and said: "This iron box also has a little relationship with me, and this relationship seems to be the things in this first layer." Since we have the same fate, we should take a good look at what is written on it. ”

As he spoke, Fengxing unfolded the silk characters from the "Imperial Power Iron Box".