It is rumored that the place where the Eight Kings are located is the Land of the Eight Extremities.

What is the Land of the Eight Extremities?

If the earth is regarded as a living being, the qi generated by its emotions is fused into the leylines of the earth, forming eight special terrains, which is called the land of the eight extremes.

Eight-level seal, earth vein lock, the imperial capital is like a dragon's head, and the head and tail echo each other, this pattern is called the Nine Dragons and Eight Elephants Bureau.

Nine dragon veins, with eight locks trapped, only the head of the group of dragons can come out, the other eight dragon elephant personality mutations, lost the dragon form, became the nourishment of the dragon head, help it ascend to the sky.

The head of the dragon is the imperial capital.

This pattern can protect the Qin Imperial Court, stretching for hundreds of generations, and there is a holy dynasty.

It is rumored that this pattern was laid out by a master when the Qin Emperor's court set the world, and the intention was far-reaching.

Because of this, the Eight Great Castles have been favored by the imperial court for generations and have continued to this day.

"Before the establishment of the Eight Great Kings City, the original site was all mineral deposits, which were special mineral deposits bred in the land of the Eight Extremes. The Black Sword Demon walked at the forefront with the dim candle flame, walking down the stairs.

Wang Qiong followed closely.

Later, when the royal city was established, an underground palace was built on the original site of the mine. ”

The voice of the Black Sword Demon echoed through the bottomless spiraling staircase.

"There is a dungeon in the eight royal cities, and it is rumored that there is a ...... under the dungeon"

"What?" Wang Qiong asked.

"Thing!" the Black Sword Demon said vaguely.

"What is it?" Wang Qiong said curiously.

"Something that grows out of the ground. The Black Sword Demon said lightly: "This underground palace is the forbidden place of Luo Wang City, and there are no more than ten people who can enter. ”

Wang Qiong's expression was upright, and the large underground palace continued to extend downward, and there were stone gates on the surrounding rock walls, and he didn't know what was inside.

"Don't look around. The voice of the Black Sword Demon rang in his ears.

Wang Qiong's heart chuckled, and he hurriedly withdrew his gaze.

Since entering the underground palace, he has felt extremely depressed, and in the dark, there seems to be a special aura that fills the entire underground palace.

He could even feel a kind of vague ...... Heartbeat.

"Senior...... This ......," Wang Qiong wanted to say and stopped.

"What do you want to say?" The Black Sword Demon didn't look back, leading the way ahead.

This underground palace has nine curves and eighteen bends, and each staircase has three forks, and if you go wrong, you will be in danger of life and death.

Therefore, without the Black Sword Demon leading the way, Wang Qiong would not be able to go to the end at all.

"I don't feel like a dungeon. Wang Qiong said astringently.

"What does that look like?" the Black Sword Demon asked casually.

"It's like...... Cage ......"

Thundered......

Suddenly, the entire underground palace rumbled, and the unfathomable ground shook violently.

"Senior, this is ......," Wang Qiong said in horror.

At this moment, he clearly felt that at the bottom of this underground palace, in the depths of the earth, there was a vigorous frequency beating.

This fluctuation made the black flame in his dantian jump.

At the same time, in the midst of the fire ring, the two quietly placed black iron sheets glowed faintly fluorescent, and the numbers on them appeared starry, fleeting, as if nothing was nothing.

"Don't be presumptuous, there's a reason why this dungeon doesn't let anyone else in. The Black Sword Demon said in a deep voice.

He held the dim candle flame and looked at the bottomless bottom, his eyes were deep, like a condensation.

"Senpai, what do you mean ......"

"This world is very big, it's very different from what you imagined!" interrupted the Black Sword Demon General Wang Qiong.

Wang Qiong swallowed and foamed, his expression was slightly gloomy, and he stopped talking.

I don't know how long it took, but the long and narrow staircase seemed to come to an end, and an iron gate was in front of it.

In front of the iron gate, there is a piece of loess, and there is an ancient tree growing in the center, which is charred and black, and it seems to have lost its vitality.

However, under the dead wood, there was a thin figure sitting cross-legged, with hair hanging down to the ground, white hair like a pale, and the roots of the dead wood behind him were intertwined.

"What the hell?" said Wang Qiong, who changed color suddenly.

The breath of the old man in front of him is simply sneaky, like life is not death, as if death is still alive, one breath and one breath, it is like a cycle of life and death.

The most important thing is that Wang Qiong faintly felt that the old man's breath gradually became similar to the dead wood behind him, his body was lifeless, and the charred black dead wood was faintly rejuvenated.

"Ancestor, this is the young man I mentioned. The Black Sword Demon said softly.

"Ancestor!?" Wang Qiong was stunned, and his heart suddenly rippled.

The old man in front of him is so big that he even wants to call the Black Sword Demon an ancestor?

"There are talents from all generations, young people, you are very good. ”

Suddenly, the old man sitting under the dead wood slowly opened his eyes, and his voice was like a flood of bells, shaking the underground palace with every word.

Wang Qiong's complexion changed suddenly, and he only felt that the blood and qi in his body were churning, and he could hardly help himself, and he was about to explode.

Airplanes......

At this moment, the old man's eyes condensed slightly, and a terrifying essence erupted from the depths of his cloudy eyes, straight like the Taibai Immortal Sword, slashing the evil man.

In an instant, Wang Qiong's heart beat violently, and he only felt that his whole body was held by a terrifying invisible force, and even the fire in his body had to jump out.

This kind of power is beyond imagination, and it is beyond common sense that he can understand at all.

"Ancestor ......"

The Black Sword Demon looked moved, he didn't expect that when they just met, the Ancestor would actually make a move on Wang Qiong.

But before he could make a move, he only heard a long groan that penetrated through the underground palace.

The black sword light shot up into the sky, and the rungs were in front of Wang Qiong.

That strange power was like a tide, and it hit the black dragon knife in waves.

Thundered......

Suddenly, the Black Dragon Knife activated!

Green scales emerged, fangs exposed, and long tails like knives, flashing with an indestructible edge.

An aura of destruction and ferocity erupted like flames.

"Active Armor!?" the Black Sword Demon's face changed slightly.

He never expected that Wang Qiong still had an active military uniform hidden on his body, and most importantly, this active military uniform was extraordinary, different from what he knew.

"This kid has a secret. The Black Sword Demon said secretly in his heart.

"The Devil's Knife!?"

The old man's face sank, his shriveled palm slowly poked out, and the black dragon knife let out a long groan, and it was about to fly out of Wang Qiong's hand.

Airplanes......

Suddenly, a blazing white flame flew out from inside the Black Dragon Sword.

The terrifying flames burned the strange power out of it.

In an instant, the entire dungeon was trembling, as if it couldn't withstand such a terrifying force.

"It's ......"

The Black Sword Demon's complexion changed suddenly, as if he was facing a great enemy.

The blade in Wang Qiong's hand was not an ordinary active military uniform, there was even a brand hidden in it, his master was extremely terrifying, just a mark brought him such a terrible sense of oppression.

Looking at the world, such a terrible existence is no more than the number of hands.

"It turns out that this kid still has a dependency behind him. The Black Sword Demon chuckled in his heart.

At this moment, Wang Qiong became more and more mysterious in his heart.

"Sure enough, it's you!?" the old man slowly withdrew his hand, and his face became extremely solemn.

"Luo Zu, he is the person I chose, and you dare to move?"

In the white flames, a familiar voice came out, cold and heavy.

"Cripple Uncle!?"