Crimson was completely dumbfounded.

She always thought that He Wuxian and Tang Bao were two human races who had some talent, but they were not as good as they wanted.

And she herself is a hot-tempered and upright lady, but she is still a little kind in her heart, and she is not really arrogant.

Therefore, she is willing to accept He Wuxian and Tang Bao as followers, and she will not treat these two people badly.

But she never thought that the two had a little boy friend in white clothes and white hair, who was still the heir of the White Emperor.

Her father admired the White Emperor the most, so she knew very well what the four words of the White Emperor's heir meant.

In particular, the heirs of the White Emperor also saved her father's life.

It can be seen from this that this heir of the White Emperor is so powerful, and it is understandable that he is respected and courteous by the scarlet clouds.

In this way, the heir of the White Emperor wants to take away her friends, even if she is reluctant, how dare she stop it?

Crimson had no choice but to quickly bend down and bow and confess to Bai Yan.

As for facing He Wuxian and Bai Yan, her mood was even more complicated.

She should have apologized to the two of them, but it was difficult for her to accept the huge status gap.

A few seconds ago, He Wuxian and Tang Bao were still her loyal followers.

And now, the two have become good friends of the descendants of the White Emperor.

In such a short period of time, Crimson couldn't accept this reality for the time being.

Her mood was very complicated, and her expression became very embarrassed, trying to squeeze out a smile at He Wuxi, but the smile was ugly.

In the end, he took the initiative to smile and wave at her: "Beauty, goodbye." ”

Crimson didn't expect that He Wuxian would ignore his previous suspicions, and he would not be angry at all.

Looking at He Wuxie's back as she turned to leave, she subconsciously caught up two steps and asked, "Will we really meet again?"

He Wuxian didn't turn around, waved his hand and said, "Maybe." ”

Subsequently, He Wuxian, Bai Yan and Tang Bao left.

Scarlet Yunxiao is still refining the essence of the totem, and Crimson is guarding with a group of warriors.

Three hours later, Crimson Yunxiao finished refining the totem essence and successfully communicated with the totem divine pillar.

Then, he gathered all the warriors present and left with hundreds of people.

The other three Heavenly Kings have been defeated, and their subordinates, forces, and territories will also belong to Crimson Sky.

From today onwards, he is the city lord of White Emperor City!

Scarlet Yunxiao led the men and horses back to the White Emperor City to integrate and incorporate the warriors and forces in the city, and prepare for the enthronement ceremony of the city lord.

And He Wuxian, Bai Yan and Tang Bao did not leave the White Emperor's Palace, but came to a huge relief.

The relief is very large and long, and there are countless ancient and vicissitudes of life depicted on it, all of which are scenes of the ancient era, where the demon clan fought with the heavens and demons.

Those reliefs were all lifelike, and He Wuxian and Tang Bao looked at them a few times, and they could feel the fierceness of the fight at that time.

Bai Yan's eyes swept over the relief, and there were not many emotional fluctuations in his eyes.

He slowly stretched out his hands, and shot out the light of Dao star power, which disappeared into the relief.

Soon, a dazzling light bloomed on the relief, showing the pictures of countless demon clans flying and fighting.

The silver light in the sky quickly gathered and condensed into a wide and tall portal.

Only then did Bai Yan stop his work, and with He Wuxian and Tang Bao, he stepped into the starlight gate.

"Huh!"

With a flash of brilliance, the scene in front of the three of them changed, and they suddenly came to another different dimension.

However, in this alien dimension, there are no endless grasslands and mountains.

What appeared in front of the three of He Wuxian was a very huge and luxurious garden.

The garden covers an area of 100 miles, like a city, and the environment is quiet and elegant to the extreme.

Countless tall and magnificent palaces and pavilions stand in the garden, shining golden in the sunlight.

He Wuxian looked at the vast and prosperous garden in front of him, and asked Bai Yan, "Bai Yan, what kind of place is this?"

"This is the third floor of the palace, this is the real White Emperor's palace, and the real treasures in the entire palace are stored here. ”

When Tang Bao heard this, his face immediately turned red with excitement.

"Oh, I see!"

"Bai Yan, you have returned to the Heavenly Realm, and now you want to recover the treasures of the past, return to the peak, and take revenge on the Heavenly and Demon Clans, right?"

Bai Yan turned to look at him, groaned for a moment, and nodded slightly, "Hmm." ”

"However, in addition to retrieving some things, I also need to recover some memories. ”

"Memory?" He Wuxian suddenly frowned, his face a little puzzled and worried.

"Bai Yan, haven't you fully recovered your memory?"

Bai Yan shook his head, his face a little solemn.

"The memory is a little confused and missing, and I can't recall a lot of important things. ”

"If I can find those things and relics from the past, and awaken all the memories, then my strength can be fully restored. ”

He Wuxian's heart moved, and he suddenly thought of one thing.

"So, since you came to the Celestial Realm, you have been wandering in the Celestial Realm for the past two years, looking for missing memories?"

"Hmm. White Flame nodded.

He Wuxian was suddenly shocked, and there was some emotion in his heart.

When he entered the Heavenly Realm back then, Bai Yan's strength was not strong enough.

Now that two years have passed, he doesn't need to cultivate at all, just regain some memories, and his strength has recovered to the Tianfu realm.

Why don't you hate to think about yourself again, even if you have the inheritance of Xuanyuan Heavenly Emperor and the Heavenly Realm System of the Blood Drinking Knife.

In the past two years, he has also fought and cultivated desperately to reach the current sevenfold Heavenly Spirit Realm.

"Hey, it's really more human than human, and it's infuriating. ”

Of course, He Wuxian also understood that Bai Yan was the reincarnation of the Emperor of Heaven, and he was just an ordinary otaku who had traveled to this world.

There is no comparison between the two.

In fact, when he thought about it again, he felt that Bai Yan's future path might be more dangerous than his.

Bai Yan is still only a heavy in the Tianfu Realm, and in ancient times, he was the supreme emperor of the demon clan.

The gap between these is too great.

Bai Yan still has a long way to go, and there are still too many memories to find.

He Wuxian patted him on the shoulder, smiled and comforted: "Don't be in a hurry, come step by step, now let us see what treasures there are in this palace of yours." ”

"Let's go. With a wave of his hand, Bai Yan entered the garden with He Wuxian and Tang Bao, and flew towards the huge palace complex in Zhongyang.

According to him, in the primeval period, he set up nine totem pillars in the Tiannan Realm and also built nine palaces.

In each palace, there are a large number of Taoist books, weapons and equipment, and various rare treasures.

It's just that he doesn't know if the treasures in the palace are still there after thousands of years.

In less than half an hour, the three of them flew above the largest palace complex.

The three of them landed in front of a palace, and when He Wuxian looked up, he saw that there were three big golden characters on the lintel of the palace.

However, thousands of years have passed, and the three once golden fonts are now mottled and blurred.

In addition, it was the text of the three primeval demon clans, and he couldn't recognize it without hatred.

Fortunately, Bai Yan whispered the name of the palace.

"Magic Treasure Pavilion!"

"Magic weapon, I like this!" Tang Bao suddenly had an excited expression on his face, rubbed his hands and said, "Bai Yan, you see that I don't even have a weapon to take advantage of now, how about letting me choose one later?"

"It's all for you. Bai Yan bowed slightly, and a word made Tang Bao's face full of excitement.

After the three of them entered the Magic Treasure Pavilion, Bai Yan relied on his broken memories to come to the third floor of the Magic Treasure Pavilion, in front of the gate of a treasure house.

Originally, the treasure house gate should have a powerful formation seal.

But for some reason, He Wuxian found that there was no formation on the gate of the treasure house, and even the gate had become rusty, and a gap was exposed.

He Wuxian suddenly frowned, and said with an embarrassed face: "What's the matter? Could it be that someone once broke into this place and opened the treasure house?"

Tang Bao was also full of worry and scratched the back of his head.

"Da Shao, is it also possible that the ancient war of the year damaged this palace and damaged the treasure house?"

He Wuxian nodded in agreement: "Well, there is also this possibility, let's go in and have a look!"

The door creaked open, and the three of them entered the treasure house with vigilant faces.

The inside of the treasure house was pitch black, and the night pearls and moonstones on the surrounding walls were already dim.

The divine consciousness of the three of them spread out, enveloping the entire treasure house, and only then did they see the situation in the treasure house clearly.

The ground beneath his feet was covered with dust, as if no one had been here for tens of thousands of years.

The surrounding walls also showed cracks, and many cracks collapsed.

There were still a dozen pieces of weapons and equipment hanging on the walls, but most of them were dilapidated and decayed, and became a pair of broken copper and iron.

In the center of the treasure house, there are still rows of shelves on the ground, but most of them have collapsed and shattered, and they have been blown into powder by the wind.

He Wuxian and Tang Bao searched around the treasure house to see if there were any surviving weapons and equipment.

Bai Yan stood in place, looking around with a complicated expression, his eyes constantly flashing with a look of memory.

Obviously, the revisit to the old land has brought back some memories for him, and he is reawakening some of the memories of the past.

"The shelves are all made of starry meteorite, which can be said to be incorruptible for millions of years, but now it has also become powder. ”

"This place used to be full of all kinds of Dao magic weapons, but now they have all disappeared and turned into powder. ”

Bai Yan murmured in a low voice, with a touch of loneliness and loneliness in his clear and immaculate eyes.

Even though he was once the emperor of the world, he couldn't compete with the long years and time, and that feeling was very helpless and sad.

At this moment, Tang Bao suddenly let out an exclamation.

"Hey, look, there's a sword here!"

Bai Yan and He Wuxian immediately flew to his side, and immediately saw that there was indeed a sword on the wall.

It was a sword as black as ink, with a blade half stuck into the wall.

I don't know how many thousands of years this sword has passed, and the blade is still cold.

After being injected with star power by Tang Bao, wisps of black demonic energy also emerged.

Such a scene made He Wuxian and Bai Yan both their faces change, and their eyes became cold.

"How could it be a magic sword?!" R1148