Amuli is the holy father of the barbarians in southern Xinjiang, and has an incomparably lofty position in the hearts of the people of southern Xinjiang.

This is an irreconcilable contradiction, a great shame for the nation, and the anger in Zhang Debiao's heart can be imagined.

But dealing with the Temple of the God King is not a simple matter.

In the time of Holy Father Amuri, the barbarians of Southern Xinjiang were one of the most powerful nations in the world at that time, and their Holy Father and spiritual master were captured and imprisoned here by the Temple of the Divine King, which shows that the strength of the Temple of the Divine King was not a little stronger than the barbarians of Southern Xinjiang at that time.

The current barbarians in southern Xinjiang have declined, far less than thousands of years ago, the difference in strength between the two is too great, and it is not at all the time to confront the God King Hall head-on.

Now, this massive power is only the tip of the iceberg, and it is above all the temples, and the hidden parts of it are even more amazing!

When a few people came to the seventh layer of the Blackstone Iron Prison, several people were immediately shocked by the scene in front of them, only to see that this was almost a copy of the Hundred Saints Battlefield in the Saint Yuan Throne space, and the Fighting Saint Fist intent and the magic remnant thoughts collided wantonly in this space, never stopping.

"Here are the remnants of my mentor's magic!" Zeid said, beaming.

Zhang Debiao released his fist intent, and the bridge of life and death was framed in many fist intent and magic remnants, and walked forward, letting the powerful thoughts of these saints bombard, he did not move, and said in confusion: "Lord Holy Demon Master, it seems that your mentor did not come here alone, she has other companions. ”

The black fog surging in front of Zayd's body, forming a black crystal barrier, also walked into the battlefield, looking around, the remaining fist intent and residual thoughts here were not the thoughts of one person, but at least six or seven masters. He was also puzzled in his heart, and said, "The strength of the other people is not inferior to my mentor in any way. Strange, where did she get these masters......"

Zhang Debiao took down a magic wand from the stone wall and said, "It must be your mentor who rescued him from prison, but Lord Holy Demon Master, judging from this battle, I am afraid that your mentor is more than lucky." ”

He had long noticed that these magical remnants and the sage's fist intent were mixed and impure, and they did not have the fist intent and remnant tenacity left by those ancient masters in the Hundred Saints Battlefield, and they lacked a kind of charm.

It was as if the cultivation of these saint-level masters had not fully recovered, so Zhang Debiao said that these companions were masters rescued from the Black Stone Iron Prison by Zeyd's mentor.

Their seals should not have been completely lifted, their cultivation had not been completely recovered, and the most important thing was that after being imprisoned for such a long time, their state of mind had suffered major setbacks and blows, which would lead to a situation where residual thoughts and fist intentions were mixed and impure.

And judging from the distribution of remnants and fist intent on this battlefield, they are in a situation of being besieged, it is conceivable that these people have encountered the Blackstone Iron Prison Guards here, those extraterritorial demons are hunted down, and they are at a disadvantage.

Zhang Debiao's speculation was not far from the situation at the time, if it was in the past, it would be impossible for him to see the situation at that time from the residual thoughts and fist intent, but since he groped to the subtle realm, his spiritual power and mind have become more and more acute, and his spiritual power is like a pool of lakes, reflecting the surrounding movements in his heart, as if everything is clear in his chest.

This is a very wonderful and pure feeling, and the reason why it is pure is because the spiritual power reflects the things in the bottom of the heart, which are completely intuitive, without any personal emotions, and go straight to the essence of the problem.

Speaking of this, Zhang Debiao suddenly noticed that Zaid was staring closely at the magic wand in his hand, his face showed a sad expression, and his heart moved, and he said, "This magic wand ......"

"This is Mentor Marceau's magic wand. ”

Zaid took the wand fragment from his hand, looked at it for a moment, put it away, and said gloomily, "I expected this to happen." When I was a child, I thought that Mentor Marceau was omnipotent like a god, and it wasn't until a moment ago that I figured out that her cultivation was actually similar to what I am now. If I alone couldn't break into here, it's amazing that Mentor Marceau can support this here......"

Zhang Debiao nodded, when he was a child, he also had an illusion that his father was an invincible god of war, although his cultivation became higher and higher, he still thought that his father was invincible.

This is just an illusion brought about by the admiration and fear of his childhood, in fact, his strength has long surpassed that of the rock hammer, but his father is still an invincible existence in his heart.

Zaid may have had the same mentality towards his mentors.

However, after all, Zaid was a Holy Demon Master, and his state of mind was extremely powerful, not much weaker than the Sword Saint's state of mind cultivation, and he quickly swept away the negative emotions in his heart and returned to his normal state of mind.

Zhang Debiao and the others stayed here for a while, and when they came to the eighth layer of the Blackstone Iron Prison, they suddenly felt that their fighting spirit suddenly sank, and their operation was sluggish, not only that, but their spiritual power was also subjected to a heavy pressure, and their operation was no longer so flexible.

Zhang Debiao turned his head to look, only to see that the old madman and the others were also frowning, presumably their fighting spirit and magic power were also limited, but Zaid and Tauros glanced at each other, revealing excitement.

"A coercion similar to the Godfall Desert......"

His heart moved, the divine power here was extremely strong, and it was not inferior to the pressure brought by his bottle of divine essence, it seemed that there should be treasures similar to divine essence here!

And this thing is most likely the lost treasure of the Hades Palace!

The eighth floor of the Blackstone Iron Prison is an underground karst cave, and the road is extremely complicated. The stone walls of the cave are painted with all kinds of strange patterns, some are runes, some are magic arrays, and some are totems of unknown races, forming a huge seal, full of mysterious atmosphere.

From the depths of the cavern came a deep chant, as if thousands of people were whispering their praises to a great god.

Zhang Debiao's eyes flashed, and he said, "It's the voice of the Extraterritorial Demon Clan!" It seems that most of the guards on the first few floors of the Blackstone Iron Prison are on the eighth floor!"

Zaid nodded, his face was solemn, only the old madman still did not change his face on this occasion, looked around curiously, and said, "These flames are so strange, they are black!"

Only then did Zhang Debiao notice that the stone walls of this cave were full of cracks, and black flames poured out of the cracks, burning silently.

"Hellfire!"

Tauros, the minotaur, jumped up a flame with a large steel fork, and the black flame actually jumped and burned at the tip of the fork for a long time.

Tauros stretched out his bull's tongue, rolled up the hellfire, swallowed it into his belly, showed a satisfied look, and muttered, "I didn't expect to be able to eat such pure hellfire here, it's delicious......"

Xiao Hei sniffed the black flames curiously, and swallowed them as well, and both heads showed strange expressions, obviously thinking that Tauros was right, and that Hellfire was indeed delicious for them.

And under the flames, Zhang Debiao found that there was something strange wriggling in the cracks, as if it was an earthworm.

However, these earthworms are large, long, and black, and all the cracks are all over the body, and when combined, they resemble capillaries in all directions in the human body.

And they wriggle like blood beating through the veins, and hellfire is attached to these things.

"Could it be that these wriggling blood vessels are prisoners of the seventh layer of the Blackstone Iron Prison? These pattern magic arrays are clearly seals used to suppress these blood vessels!"

Zhang Debiao's face was strange, these blood vessels were all over the cave, and he really didn't know what could have such a huge and complex blood supply system.

"Follow these veins!" Zeid's voice could not hide the excitement. Road.

Zhang Debiao looked as he walked, only to see that the blood vessels in front of him were getting thicker and thicker, and they were beating with a bang, shaking so much that the runes that suppressed it kept beating, obviously these rune formations could not completely seal and suppress it.

Suddenly, there was a violent vibration, and the entire karst cave rumbled and trembled, only to see the rune formation that suppressed these blood vessels suddenly lit up, jumped out of the stone wall one by one, and shook endlessly in the air, and it took half a day to recover!

Zhang Debiao was more and more surprised in his heart, these rune formations were more subtle and larger than the runes used by the extraterritorial demons to seal them, if they were used to suppress them, I am afraid that even the old madman's fighting spirit and spiritual power would be sealed forever, unable to move, and there was no possibility of breaking the seal at all!

And it is incredible that these blood vessels can loosen such a powerful seal with just a vibration!

"Lord Holy Demon Master, what is this treasure of your Hades Palace?" Zhang Debiao really couldn't help but ask.

Zaid turned a deaf ear, his old face becoming more and more rosy, and he walked forward as quickly as he froze. Zhang Debiao followed him, turned a few corners, and suddenly opened up in front of him, the center of this karst cave turned out to be a lake formed by magma, and the lake water was rolling magma.

This lake is larger than the area of the first few floors of the Blackstone Iron Prison, and the flames on the surface of the lake are pure black, and they are hellfire!

Zhang Debiao looked up and saw something the size of a small mountain suspended above the black lake, the whole body was flesh red, and the shape was like a heart, but this heart was much larger than a human heart, I was afraid that it weighed dozens of tons, even the dragon clan could not have such a big heart.

Some of the thick blood vessels of the oil pipes extend from the ventricles, some of them plunge into the lava lakes as if they are sucking in nutrients, and others penetrate into the top of the rock wall.

And those extraterritorial demons with eight-armed snake bodies stood on several blood vessels, and bright runes jumped out of their bodies, dancing in the air like butterflies, and then submerged into the giant heart one after another.

"This is ......" Zhang Debiao looked at the giant heart, only to feel dizzy and shaken, as if he had come to the age of mythology, and couldn't help muttering.

Zayd's voice gradually became heavier, forcibly suppressing the excitement in his heart, and said in a low voice: "This is the treasure of my God King Palace!"

"The Heart of Hades!"

(To be continued)