Everyone looked at this majestic underground palace in astonishment, and their faces were full of shock.

The dungeon is in the shape of a circle, with a huge pit in the center, and twelve huge bronze columns standing equidistant from the outer ring.

The pillar body can only be surrounded by four or five people, and the height is even higher than the unseepable top of the underground palace.

"This ...... When did Wuling City have such a place? Wang Dagui looked up at the underground palace, and couldn't help but sigh in his mouth.

Such a huge building is still deep underground, and it is not easy to build.

As a businessman, Wang Dagui instinctively calculated silently in his heart, I am afraid that even if he pulls the people of the entire Wuling City, he will not be able to build such a majestic building in front of him in ten years.

"It is rumored that the candle shade is a god who controls the night and the soul."

"The shrine where he lives has twelve divine pillars, representing his most powerful twelve divine generals."

"There is a huge soul furnace in the center of the Divine Palace, which is the divine treasure that has evolved under the divine throne he has mastered, and it is one of the sources of his power."

"The walls of the dungeon are called the Wall of Rest, and the souls of those who die in the service of him will be inscribed on the Wall of Rest, and they will be immortalized under the light of the throne."

"And this palace is also known as the Temple of the Eternal Night."

"This is supposed to be based on legend." Chu Zhaozhao stepped out at this time and slowly told the records he had read in ancient books.

When everyone heard this, they looked around, and the layout of this underground palace was indeed not much different from what Chu Zhaozhao said.

And there are indeed many humanoid patterns on the surrounding avoidance, but the dim firelight in the dungeon does not allow everyone to see those images realistically.

"Miss Chu is well-informed, and she deserves to be a master disciple of Tianhang Mountain." Everyone was still surprised, but Song Guicheng on the side said with a smile.

When Chu Zhaozhao heard this, she didn't have the heart to pay attention to Song Guicheng's praise, she just frowned and stared at the other party: "Didn't Commander Song just wake up?" Why do I see that you are familiar with the road in this underground palace, as if you have been here? ”

Everyone was already suspicious of Song Guicheng, and when they heard this, they all looked at him.

Song Guicheng shrugged his shoulders and said, "I just woke up, but before this, I was controlled by the candle yin for a period of time, and although my memory is vague, I still have a slight impression. Makes sense, right? ”

Chu Zhaozhao frowned, and was about to refute.

"What's that!"

At this time, Wang Che's exclamation suddenly came.

When everyone heard this, they looked sideways, but saw Wang Che standing at the edge of the dungeon ring, staring at the pit in horror.

Chu Qingxiao and the others hurriedly stepped forward and looked down at the place.

I saw that in the huge pit, there was no legendary soul furnace, and there was a dilapidated Taoist temple.

Half of the walls of the Taoist temple have collapsed, and the remaining general walls are full of shocking cracks.

There are hundreds of peach trees around the temple, but they are all dead, and beyond that, a sharp sword plunges into the ground, enveloping the entire Taoist temple.

On the wall at the edge of the pit, there was constantly billowing black gas gushing out, trying to pour into that temple, but every time the black gas surged in, the surrounding swords would tremble lightly, and thin but pure sword intent rushed out, knocking back the surging black gas again and again.

The cycle has been repeated, and I don't know how many years have passed.

Chu Qingxiao's pupils dilated suddenly at this time.

Shattered images flashed through my mind......

The ruined city gates, the raging yin beasts, the corpses all over the ground, and ......

There was also an old Taoist priest, covered in blood, but he was clutching his arms and kept talking loudly.

"Chu Qingxiao!"

"Don't forget!"

"Don't forget!"

Chu Qingxiao's body began to shake at this time, and Wang Che beside him hurriedly reached out to support him when he saw this: "What's the matter with you?" ”

Chu Qingxiao shook his head, stabilizing his mind a little, and then he stretched out his hand and pointed to the Taoist temple in the deep pit and said.

"There's ......"

"Xuandu Temple!"

……

"Xuandu Temple?" Most of the people have known about Chu Qingxiao's memories, and the Xuandu View is undoubtedly the most critical part of it.

"And what are those swords?" Chu Yueshan asked at this time, stretching out his hand and pointing to the dense swords inserted around the ruined Taoist temple in the deep pit.

"That's ......" Chu Qingxiao frowned, trying to recall the memories of those swords.

But it won't be easy.

His head began to ache, as if a shackle was holding him back from remembering something.

"That's the sword of the Xizhou Sword Armor." And at this moment, Song Guicheng slowly walked to the edge of the deep pit and looked down at it.

His face was devoid of the usual playfulness, his brows were gloomy, and something seemed to burn in the depths of his pupils.

It's so hot, it's so crazy.

"Xizhou Sword Armor ......" Chu Zhaozhao muttered these four words, and looked at the man beside her, at that moment, she suddenly understood where the other party's madness and paranoia came from.

"Are you talking about the people who helped us defend Wuling City?"

"That'...... What about them? Chu Yueshan also asked in confusion.

As he said this, he subconsciously looked at Song Guicheng, his eyes touched, and the look on the other party's face seemed to have given the answer.

Realizing that he seemed to have asked a question that he shouldn't have asked, Chu Yueshan's face changed slightly, but he didn't have anything to explain.

"Naturally, those who disobey God will be punished by God." An abrupt voice suddenly came from the side.

Chu Qingxiao and the others were shocked, and hurriedly looked sideways.

Not far from them, a man in a red robe was walking slowly.

The man's figure was slender and his face was handsome, but his skin was so white that it was almost sickly, and there was no trace of blood.

"I wish Lord ......" After seeing the other party's appearance clearly, Cao Shugong's brows furrowed and he recognized the other party.

It was the official sent by the imperial court to Wuling City-Zhu Yuan!

After experiencing the events of the past few days, everyone has also learned about Chu Qingxiao's memory, and most of them have already decided that Zhu Yuan is the witch Zhu of Candle Yin pretending.

Seeing the other party appear, everyone was naturally nervous, and regardless of whether they had cultivated or not, they all clenched the swords in their hands.

Zhu Yuan didn't care about the hostility in everyone's eyes, he walked over, and suddenly two black gases surged beside him, and two figures also appeared in the black gas.

And those two figures are no strangers to everyone, they are Zhou Hengqiu, the magistrate of Wuling City, and the Oiran fairy of the Red Fish Fang!

The moment Mr. Luo appeared, his body trembled, and he almost couldn't help but step forward, but he was pulled by Song Guicheng beside him.

Song Guicheng looked at Zhu Yuan at this time and narrowed his eyes: "Lord Wu Zhu's life is not as good as day by day. ”

"Last time I saw you, Your Excellency still hugged you back and forth, so it's not magnificent, are there only these two shrimp soldiers and crab generals left today who were found from Wuling City?"

Zhu Yuan also looked at Song Guicheng when he heard this, but he didn't care about the other party's mockery, but politely saluted him, and then said: "Commander Song, his demeanor has not diminished back then, and he is still so heroic." ”

Song Guicheng frowned, and before he could say anything, Zhu Yuan's gaze turned to Chu Qingxiao.

The expression on his face was soft, as if he was looking at an old friend, and he smiled and said, "Qingxiao, we meet again." ”

Such enthusiasm and approachability made Chu Qingxiao feel uncomfortable.

"Qingxiao, this candle yin can't have that kind of fetish, right?"

"I heard that you beat him to the point last time, how can he still be happy to see you." Wang Che came to Chu Qingxiao's side and muttered quietly.

Chu Qingxiao glanced at Young Master Wang, and he didn't know whether to admire his temperament that he could still joke at this time.

"What are you doing this for?" Chu Qingxiao turned his head to look at Zhu Yuan, and asked in a deep voice at this time.

Zhu Yuan smiled bitterly when he heard this, he stopped at a distance of about a foot from everyone, and said, "We are also old friends, can we not start like this every time we meet?" ”

Chu Qingxiao frowned, he didn't understand the meaning of Zhu Yuan's words.

And Zhu Yuan didn't give Chu Qingxiao more time to think, he immediately said again: "Moreover, to solve each other's problems, the most important thing is not what I want, but what you want." ”

Chu Qingxiao heard Zhu Yuan's words ambiguously, but he didn't think that the other party was playing tricks.

He had the heart to ask why the other party said this, but before the words could be spoken, a figure suddenly swept out of him.

But it's that Song Guicheng!

I saw that the murderous intent in his eyes was surging, so rich that it was like substance, and the sword intent on the long sword in his hand was purified, surging like the wind stirring.

The sword intent converged, and the faint sound of the dragon's chant rose.

At this time, attack and kill Xiang Zhu Yuan, and take the opponent's face door.

This sudden attack came very abruptly, and everyone didn't have time to react, and Song Guicheng's sword had already come to Zhu Yuan's front door.

But Zhu Yuan's face didn't show any surprise, he just slowly stretched out his index finger and lightly touched the blade of the sword that was attacking Song Guicheng.

Clang!

A crisp sword roar swung out.

The sword that was enough to destroy the world in the eyes of everyone was stopped by one of Zhu Yuan's fingers.

Rumble!

Immediately afterward, a gust of wind swept around the junction between the fingertips and the blade.

Song Guicheng's figure retreated a few feet, and he hit the wall of the underground palace straight before he barely stopped.

On the other hand, Zhu Yuan's figure is not moving.

"Commander Song seems to like me catching up with Brother Qingxiao, doesn't he?" He looked at Song Guicheng with a smile and asked softly.

"Phew." Song Guicheng stood up from the sunken wall, a mouthful of blood foamed out of his mouth, and looked at the other party coldly: "I just don't want the stinky boy to waste his time on a dying person." ”

"Lao Tzu can cut your head off your neck and by this, you can cut it off a second time!"

As soon as Song Guicheng said this, the sword intent around him surged again, and he slaughtered towards Zhu Yuan again.

"Humph!" Song Guicheng's words made Zhu Yuan's brows furrow, obviously poked in the sore spot by these words.

"Look for death!" A touch of anger appeared on his handsome face, the red robe agitated, and a pair of blood-colored eyes suddenly opened in the void behind him, and a figure holding a long knife and wrapped in black gas suddenly appeared.

The blade wrapped in the billowing black qi collided with the sword blade attacked by Song Guicheng, and the black qi and the sword intent strangled each other, and no one could help anyone for a while.

This level of battle is obviously not something that Chu Qingxiao and the others can participate in, even when the two are fighting, the aftermath of the scattering makes everyone unstable, and they can only retreat again and again.

Chu Qingxiao held the sword in his hand tightly, he wanted to step forward to help Song Guicheng, but unfortunately, under that aftermath, he couldn't get close to the two of them at all, let alone hurt Zhu Yuan with his hand.

When he was anxious, Song Guicheng's voice suddenly sounded in his head.

"Stinky boy, don't stand stupidly, go to the Taoist temple and find that Taoist priest!"

"Only he can save you!"