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Several figures could be faintly seen in the dark walls, as if they were on the alert for something, but as time passed, they gradually relaxed.

"No one is catching up, is there?"

"Probably not, we escaped three passages in a row, and the probability of catching up is not high. ”

"Alas, fortunately, there are many forks in the palace, otherwise a few of us would be really finished this time, but it's a pity for those people, the hateful Xin Jin, the hateful Ling Jue Pavilion. ”

The voices of several people in quick succession were remembered, with deep exhaustion and a visceral hatred that made the air around them cold.

There was still a trace of blood on the corner of Hu You's mouth, although it looked strangely charming, but the cold fluctuations of his body were terrifying.

"Have you noticed that the spiritual power of Xin Jin and those white-robed people is very different, it seems to be very powerful. Hu You's eyes were thoughtful, and he said softly.

"Hmm, Elder Hu, you feel this way too, I thought it was just me!" said one of the surviving late-stage Emperor Rank monks at this time.

He had already seen this question, but because he was afraid that he was the only one who felt this way, he never said it, and now that Elder Hu You said this, he immediately raised his doubts.

But what he didn't expect was that as soon as he finished speaking, the few emperor-rank monks who didn't speak also spoke one after another, and they had the same feeling.

"Me too, their spiritual power is too strong compared to ours, although they are of the same level, they will be suppressed?"

"En, their spiritual power with white light is much stronger than ours in purity, but why does that spiritual power still have a feeling that makes me uncomfortable?" said a late emperor of the Earth Puppet Sect weakly.

Among the remaining six people, although there were still two late-stage Emperor Rank cultivators, his strength was the weakest one.

But what he didn't expect was that after he finished speaking, everyone, including the strongest Hu You, fell silent, and a look of thought flashed in their eyes.

The emperor of the Earth Puppet Sect thought that he had said the wrong thing, and shrunk his neck in fear, although his injury was not too serious, but at this time, he was no match for the few people in front of him.

After a long time, Hu You raised his head, his eyes were full of worry, and he slowly spoke: "I have a speculation, but I don't want to say it." ”

"Me too. The peak cultivators of the Five Poison Hall and the Yin Demon Sect also said this at the same time, and their eyes also had a look of worry.

After pondering for a moment again, Hu You's eyes flashed with determination, and he stood up and said to the remaining five people: "Hurry up and heal, we have to reach the end quickly, I think everyone will meet there." ”

She didn't say what she would do after she arrived there, but the two peak powerhouses of the Five Poison Hall and the Yin Demon Sect were both old foxes, so how could they not guess her thoughts.

Regardless of whether this speculation is true or not, it is about the lives of themselves and the others, and the only people who can help them in the current situation are Wang Lin and the others of the Heavenly Demon Palace.

Time slowly passed by, and the three passages, all in total darkness, seemed to have no end, and seemed to be a major test.

From time to time, you can see the streamer sparkling formations in each channel, hear the continuous roar, and feel the agitation of energy, like a landslide and the ground cracks.

Three organizations, three groups of monks, rushed towards the last palace of the Mad Demon Emperor from different directions, no one would resist the last treasure, even if it was Wang Lin and the pride of the heavens, it was difficult for someone like Xin Jin to refuse.

The passage is actually not very long, but the formation in it is the key to blocking the way, if you want to go over, you must break all kinds of big formations, but fortunately, the Mad Demon Emperor did not deliberately make it difficult for the latecomers, and the complexity of the formation is not too high.

From the last hall to the last Mad Demon Palace, there will be eighteen large arrays, which is the same number as the eighteen passages, but for this exact number, only Wang Lin and his group know.

Finally, after another seven hours had passed, the first group of people had finally stepped into the last treasure land, and they were the most numerous Ling Jue Pavilion monks.

Wang Lin and the nine of them were not slow, and a few minutes later, they also broke the last formation and entered the vast hall.

The two groups were rivals, but when they entered, there was no conflict, and everyone was stunned by the sight in the hall.

Eighteen huge copper pillars support the whole hall, spanning an area of tens of thousands of meters, the height is thousands of zhang high, where is the main hall, it is simply an open square.

But what kept them there was not only the majesty of the hall, but also the staircase that spread up one by one, and a figure sitting on a chair carved with the armrests of a dragon's head.

This figure was dressed in a black robe, his eyes were closed, and he was very thin, just sitting there was like suppressing the whole world, and countless stars rose and fell and shattered behind it.

This is a world-famous emperor, a peerless powerhouse!

Just sitting there, there was a sky-high momentum swept out of the blandness, and the surrounding space showed a sense of distortion, and the terrifying coercion enveloped the entire hall layer upon layer.

It's terrifying!

The majesty that swallows the world and impresses the law is revealed in the plain, and there is the potential to look at the world in the calm.

The terrifying power of the law surrounded this figure behind it, like a loyal guard, and the layers of storms circled and flew like a sky-rushing dragon.

It is said that the body dies, but that is only for ordinary monks, to the level of the emperor level, even if the body dies, the law of the Great Dao will still not die!

Wang Lin looked at the man on the throne on the high place, and his heart set off a storm, this is the Great Emperor, a higher level that surpasses the Ling Emperor and the Yuan Emperor?

Even if they are 10,000 meters away, even if the other party has been dead for hundreds of thousands of years, just looking at it shocked his heart, and he almost couldn't hold his mind.

Glancing at the figure on the throne again, Wang Lin's gaze shifted and landed on the star stone platform beside him, to be precise, the huge black axe inserted on it.

The black axe is very plain and endless, like a piece of black iron, without a trace of power at all, and it is more ordinary than ordinary soldiers.

But in Wang Lin's heart, and in the hearts of everyone else, he didn't dare to look at this black axe as a mortal soldier, because this was the Mad Demon Axe, the weapon of the Mad Demon Emperor's life, and it was an imperial soldier that had reached the extreme!

Every monk will have his own natal weapon, even if he didn't have it before, he will have it when he reaches the emperor rank, and at that time, the power of the weapon will be very terrifying.

The imperial soldiers will become stronger with the improvement of the master's strength, it can be said that every emperor loses the imperial soldiers as if he lost his arms, and the strength of the mad demon emperor has reached the apex of the emperor rank, and his mad demon axe is naturally to the extreme!

For such an imperial soldier, there is no one who is not red-eyed, the holy soldier has a spirit, and it is difficult to control, but the imperial soldier is a little worse after all, so every imperial soldier is a treasure that the major forces and major races are trying to find.

It is conceivable that if the news of the birth of the mad demon axe spreads, I am afraid that the major holy lands of the human race will take action, and other races will also take action, after all, this is an imperial soldier who has reached the extreme!

Wang Lin couldn't help but glance at Xin Jin, who was not far away, although the major holy places knew that there was a inheritance in the present world, but they didn't know that it was the emperor's tomb, they only thought that it was the inheritance of the Middle Ages and the ancient sects, after all, this kind of thing had happened more than once.

In this way, the human race has not been more turbulent, and the foreign race has not entered to intervene, and thanks to the secrecy of this Xin Great Pavilion Lord, only the three of them know the news.

While thinking like this, Wang Lin couldn't help but smile at the corner of Xin Jin's mouth, of course he wouldn't let Xin Ji go for this, if his guess was wrong, it was still possible, but now it seems, is it possible?

Xin Jin and the nearly twenty white-robed people did not hide their spiritual power at all, nor did they hide their aura at all, and the white spiritual power with the evil smell was already obvious in Wang Lin's eyes.

It was not spiritual power at all, let alone a higher level of divine power, but immortal power, the power of the enemy of the divine universe for millions of years.

Even if Xin Jin and the others were not undercover agents left by the Immortal Clan, they must have taken refuge in the Immortal Clan, became traitors, and became traitors to the entire universe!

Perhaps Wang Lin's eyes had been looking at Xin Jin for too long, and Shen Yumei, Meng Youran, Sun Shang, Zhou Zhuang, Bai Mo and others around him also looked at Xin Jin with doubts.

I couldn't help it anymore when I saw it, and there was a deep anger in the horror, and as soon as I came in just now, I was all attracted by the figure of the Mad Demon Emperor, and I didn't notice the changes in Xin Jin and the others at all.

And now, when they saw the nearly twenty figures revealing the conspicuous sign that they belonged to the immortal clan, they were angry, it was an unforgettable hatred, a hatred from the heart.

Millions of years of humiliation!

The destruction brought about by the three battle of the immortals!

The extinction and destruction of countless races!

Tens of billions are the blood of trillions of divine monks!

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All kinds of things are brought by the Immortal Universe, all of which are brought by the immortal clan who claim to help the world and bring light, and this hatred is passed down endlessly, imprinted in the body of every monk of the Divine Universe.

Everyone's anger naturally attracted the attention of Xin Jin and the others, but Xin Jin just glanced at it lightly and said a word, but this sentence made Sun Shang and them even more angry.

"Don't be so angry, the Divine Universe has run out of luck, and taking refuge in the Immortal Clan is the best result. ”

He turned out to be a defector? Not a member of the Immortal Race? He turned out to be a traitor to the Terran race, no, a traitor to all races, a traitor to the entire universe!

If Xin Jin himself is a member of the immortal race, it is naturally reasonable to reveal his original form at this time, but he is a human race, a member of the universe of the gods, and he shamelessly became a traitor and took refuge in the immortal clan?

The most important thing is that this sentence is said so plainly, it is simply lost in humanity!