According to Xiao Xue's statement, although this forbidden god black prison is directly below the Forbidden City, it is a very strange existence about five hundred miles underground, and all kinds of manifestations are very similar to the forbidden land of Xiangyuhai that Meng Yang once visited.

The Forbidden City is where the palace of the Tianxuan Emperor is located, and Tie Qingyun is also a generation of emperors, with the true dragon qi on his body, which is incompatible with the demonic qi and the same water and fire, Meng Yang can't understand at all, there has always been such a terrifying existence under Tie Qingyun's dragon chair, how did he come over?

No way!

According to Nie Yurong's statement, even if this emperor Lao'er's cultivation has not yet cultivated to the Golden Pill, it is not far away, not to mention that he has already refined all the last intact artifact in the Tianxuan Continent in his body, and the mysteries he has learned are extraordinary, and his skills are unfathomable, even Bu Yunlong, a Jindan period powerhouse from the Demon Heaven, has nothing to do with him, how could he not find the strangeness of this forbidden god black prison underground?

The demon is not equal to the yin soul, but the demon can leave the yin soul at will.

The demons imprisoned by the human powerhouses back then could never be just ghosts, but real flesh-and-blood demons, but now the place where Xiaoxue found was full of ghosts and demonic energy, and not a single living demon person found out, where did those demons go? Where did these powerful ghosts that made Xiaoxue extremely scared come from?

What is the difference or connection between that black hole and the black hole that Qingchenghai saw after taking over the Zhenlong Tower, Meng Yang's mind swirled sharply with various thoughts.

It was an incredible accident that Tie Qingyun allowed the existence of such a place, or maybe this old man had other plans, so what was he trying to do?

Also, the Yin Spirits that Meng Yang helped him remove from him during this period of time, there were more than two hundred, each of which was extremely powerful, how did these Yin Spirits enter his body?

And these, if you ask Nie Yurong, I'm afraid she doesn't know much, and if she asks, it will affect Meng Yang's judgment.

So, these thoughts Meng Yang just kept it in his heart.

However, fortunately, Xiaoxue can open up a tunnel that leads directly to the outside of the famous capital. Of course, Shaba and Zifeng became the little guy's assistants, and since they didn't dare to use their spiritual power or use their divine sense, the excavation of this tunnel became very slow, of course, this slowness was only relative to their normal level.

In the next few days, Meng Yang patiently refined all the seventeen Yin Souls, and the Yin Soul Consciousness Sea was once again stabilized, and that essence blood became more and more powerful.

In her spare time, Meng Yang chatted with Nie Yurong, but all Nie Yurong asked about Tie Zhanyun and Tie Qin'er, Meng Yang naturally knew that as a mother, she was imprisoned here after giving birth to Tie Qin'er, and her longing for her two children over the years can be imagined. So he took the trouble to tell her everything he knew, and comforted her from time to time.

He could see that although Nie Yurong didn't think that she would see the light of day again in this life, her spirit had become much better because she learned about the situation of her two children, but Meng Yang clearly saw that the time when she touched the wine gourd in the dark had increased significantly.

He wanted to know how many beautiful stories had happened between the drunkard in his youth and this woman who had gone through hardships, a proud son of the hidden sect and a mortal woman from a small tribe, but the two of them had such an infinitely embarrassing love story, was it really a creation and a trick?

Although Meng Yang is still very vague about love now, even the bits and pieces of getting along with Thunder Eagle only occasionally flash in his heart, but he doesn't know why he always thinks that it doesn't seem to be love.

What exactly is love?

Suddenly, his heart ached violently like a pinprick, an abrupt but familiar feeling.

This is ?——————

A face suddenly flashed in his mind, a delicate face, a slender body, but it was so strong and independent, showing greatness and extraordinary, what was wrong with me? Meng Yang couldn't help but question himself.

Since we met in Xinghuo that day, the scene of the accident seems to have returned to Meng Yang's mind, why is it that my mind is so difficult to hold on, that my soul is almost out of control at that moment, why is it that when I hear the news of Ruyimen, my heart will be like thousands of needles piercing, just like at this moment?

Could it be, is it all because of her?

Could it be that the person I like is her?

Meng Yang burst into his mind, and suddenly understood, it turned out that since he saw her on the day of the Immortal Election, her figure had been stationed in his heart, but he didn't notice it.

Is this the so-called fate, the so-called love and love?

Is that what it feels like to like someone?

Meng Yang felt a little cold in his hands and feet, because for the first time he had finally begun to worry about a person to such an extent, he was determined that after this escape, he must use the power of the twelve angels to investigate the situation of Ruyimen in detail, especially her news.

It took a long time for Meng Yang to regain his composure.

And it took seven days, and Xiaoxue's three excavated tunnels finally succeeded!

On this day, it rained heavily overnight in the city.

This day is the last day of winter.

After this day has passed, spring will come, and the cold will gradually move away from people.

On this day, His Majesty the Emperor decreed that it would be passed on to the Seventeenth Prince Zhanyun after a hundred days.

The news shook the world.

Just three days before Emperor Tianxuan issued the decree of succession, a shocking battle was taking place in the Far North Wasteland.

Hundreds of people fought fiercely in a snowy valley.

A drunken maniac who has changed his sloppy image in the past is fluttering in white, holding a long sword that emits multicolored light, constantly shuttling through the crowd.

It seems that there are a few other people who are fighting side by side with him, but the situation is not very good, and none of these besiegers are weak.

The drunken maniac looked dressed in white and flashing with his sword, but he could barely defend himself, and he couldn't inflict meaningful damage on the besiegers.

On the contrary, the constant flashing and moving and maintaining the spirit on the sword made his spiritual power and spiritual consumption very intense, and gradually he was also at a disadvantage.

In the other battle circles, a mighty old man waved a blood-red long knife, the blood light continued to shine, the blood qi was everywhere, and the killing intent was all over the sky! But it seemed that he was like a drunken maniac, he didn't dare to fully reveal his true strength, and he was a little timid and couldn't let go of his hands and feet, and for a while he also formed a stalemate with the group of besiegers.

In the other battle circle was a fat old man, his face flashing red, rich and cute, with a pair of fleshy palms circling among the besiegers.

His situation seemed to be much more critical, and several parts of his clothes were cut by weapons, and he said in a loud and urgent voice: "Xiaobu, are we really just waiting to be killed? These guys will never show mercy, if we don't come up with some real means, I'm afraid they will never rest there!"

The old man with the knife shouted violently, and the long knife suddenly became full of blood, and he actually cut the four black-clothed men besieging him in two with one knife, and shouted angrily in his mouth: "No matter, since you want to force Lao Tzu to kill him, Lao Tzu will let it out! It's a big deal, everyone is dying here! Come on, ————."

The long knife was like a frightened rainbow, everywhere it went, blood splashed continuously, and in an instant, more than a dozen people lay down under his knife, and his sword light became more vivid, and his spirit seemed to have recovered to its heyday in an instant!

The drunken maniac shouted anxiously: "Old ghost, no, as long as the three of us have murderous intent at the same time, the seal will not be able to be suppressed! Isn't this just in the hands of these people————?

"No matter, Lao Tzu can't stand it, I have to bear with you, Lao Tzu will kill them first to sacrifice the knife——" The long knife blood flew in blood, and there were bursts of tiger roaring and dragon groaning, echoing everywhere in this snow valley.

The fat old man smiled bitterly, his palms flew over, dodging the attack of several people, and just when he was about to rise up, he suddenly felt a stagnation of his qi and shouted: "It's not good, that guy is here!"

He instantly made a decision, bit the tip of his tongue, spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and immediately broke free from the invisible restraint, put his palms together in front of his chest, crossed his knees, and opened a lotus platform under his body to support him, and cyan knots fluttered around his body!

The group of black-clothed people had all kinds of attacks and even magic weapons falling on these seals, constantly making a roaring sound, the old man's eyes were closed, and there were words in his mouth, and the lotus platform held him suspended in mid-air ten meters from the ground, shaking!

The drunken maniac is shocked and angry!

He didn't expect that these people turned out to be you really ignoring the fact that you didn't care about letting go and attacking yourself and others, showing that you were not afraid of the survival and safety of the seal, and let out a long howl with grief and anger, the sword light suddenly changed, and the sword forced everyone around him to retreat, and his body came to the side of the short and fat old man in a flash, and asked in a low voice: "Aoki, you go and keep the seal first, here I will deal with the old ghost, remember, no matter what happens, you don't want to help us!

A ball of white light suddenly flashed on his chest, directly covering the fat old man on the platform, and the white light wrapped the fat old man, hovering and flying to a corner of the snow valley and suddenly disappeared!

With a stroke of the drunken maniac's long sword, it flashed past several black-clothed people, and shouted sharply: "Tie Qingyun, do you really want to ignore the common people in the world?

"Hahahaha, drunken sword and ghost knife, today is the day you will be buried!Sons, kill me!" A wild laugh sounded on the top of a certain snow peak in the snow valley, and the sound of wild laughter echoed in the middle of the snow valley for a long time!

The drunken maniac's face changed suddenly, and he shouted: "You are so mad! Do you really insist on being the demon god's minions? I advise you to bring the artifact back quickly, and don't be the historical sinner who has been stinking for thousands of years!"

After hearing the voice, the group of black-clothed men attacked even more fiercely, fearless of death, and rushed forward one after another, and the drunken maniac was suddenly like a small boat in the stormy waves, and there was a possibility of subversion at any time!

"Buyun Dragon! I want to extract your divine soul, bind it to the artifact, let you survive and not die, and watch how I torture that slut and your evil seed! Today, I will break the teleportation of your Sword Sect, the teleportation of your Danzong, and the teleportation of your Ghost Sect, from now on, only my Dao Sect will be unified in this world! Hahaha, what is not sealed, even if the Immortal Demon Continent is opened, those beasts can still defeat the artifact in my hand!?Kill, kill me ——————" The voice was hoarse, gritted its teeth, and howled!

"Xiaobu, it seems that we are in a catastrophe today, we can only fight with him, why don't you go back first, and I will block it?"

The drunken maniac smiled bitterly: "Do you think we can still go? This guy has already closed and banned the entire Teleportation Valley, and we are afraid that it will be difficult to escape this catastrophe!"

The ghost knife drank violently: "Tie Qingyun, even if Lao Tzu blows up the golden pill, he won't let you succeed, if you want to get our exercises, go dream!"

At this moment, a dark brown cloud suddenly appeared in the sky above the snow valley, and this cloud fell sharply, and in a blink of an eye, it became extremely huge, and it had a tendency to cover the entire snow valley!

"Qiankun Yun!" the ghost knife hissed, and the blood light of the long knife in his hand bloomed like fireworks, instantly devouring more than a dozen black-clothed people around him!

His long knife carried the earth-shattering blood light, and the dragon slashed down against the dark brown clouds like a dragon!

The cloud was forced by the knife qi and stagnated, but the furious knife of the ghost knife failed to damage half of it, and immediately, the cloud continued to press down!

The ghost knife opened its mouth and spewed out three mouthfuls of essence blood on the long knife, and slashed at the cloud three times in succession!

"Boom, boom!"

The drunken maniac's face changed miserably, because just as the ghost knife was resisting this Huan-level demigod Qiankun Yun, he clearly felt a huge coercion coming from the sky.

This is the coercion of the artifact!

Looking at this snow valley from a distance, a small black bell is hidden behind the Qiankun cloud, and the upside-down bell mouth is like an unfathomable black hole, wanting to swallow this side of the world.

The ghost knife suddenly felt a powerful forbidden coercion attacking, and as soon as the qi machine tightened, he fell down like a kite with a long knife in his hand!

The long sword in the drunken maniac's hand instantly shattered into tens of thousands of pieces, conjured up thousands of sword shadows, and rushed directly towards the Qiankun cloud, but with a wrong step under his feet, he rushed to the side of the ghost knife, and said in a low voice: "Old ghost, how are you?"

Thousands of sword shadows finally completely shattered and disappeared the Qiankun cloud, but the two pale faces raised their heads to look at the black hole above their heads, and a huge sense of powerlessness floated in their hearts!

"Latitude and Watt Clock!"

Locked by the warp and weft clock, as long as the people who cultivate in the Jindan period do not spit out the Jindan to escape, they will be devoured to the point that there is no scum left, how should they choose!

And at this moment, they were shocked to find that the seal in the snow valley had been loosened, and the tearing sound of spatial turbulence came from a huge gap!

"Oops, Aoki ——————" both exclaimed at the same time.

And the group of people in black all cheered at this moment, and the sound shook the sky!

It seems that they have gone through a lot of hardships just to wait for this moment to appear!

On the top of the snow peak in the snow valley, a golden-robed man stood in the wind and snow, looking up to the sky and laughing wildly.