Li Qingxiao vaguely remembered that in the process of cultivation just now, Zhuzi was passing on some kind of idea to him, but this idea was too weak, and he only heard one sentence, saying that anyone can always be quiet, and heaven and earth will return.

For this sentence, he felt a little profound, he had never been exposed to such a profound method in the cultivation realm.

Thinking of this, he liked the Xuanhuang Bead in the Purple Mansion even more, and the main function of this bead at present was to absorb the aura, and after purification, it overflowed for his own use.

It seems that he misunderstood the beads before, and now even if the beads are leaving, he is reluctant, he used to not recognize the master, but now he wants to let Xuanhuang Zhu recognize him as the master as soon as possible, such a good baby, where can he find it.

As if he could sense Li Qingxiao's thoughts, the dim beads actually swirled around in the Purple Mansion, and then they were so quiet that they didn't move, as if they were still.

At this time, the sun was setting, Li Qingxiao looked at everything in front of him, the entire mountain forest was already devastated, he shook his head, and glanced at Liu Zhouyue, who was cultivating.

He was surprised to find that Liu Zhouyue's cultivation was already in the late stage of the earth level, and he was accumulating strength for the barrier that hit the heaven-level cultivation.

Cultivation came to the fifth layer of Qi training, Li Qingxiao was only excited, but he calmed down, he needed to stabilize his cultivation, and it was not the time for him to get carried away.

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Lake Center Pavilion.

The roar continued to howl in the air, completely covering up the huge sound that Li Qingxiao had made from his cultivation.

Emperor Chengtian saw that the big arrays were closing, and he was extremely excited, and finally waited for this day, the lord promised him that as long as the big arrays were closed, then Di Xiyan could be at his disposal.

When I think of wearing a hat on my head and a purple scarf on my head, what kind of face is it?

After a night of love with Lin Xiaodie, she is always looking for the next target, although Liu Zhouyue is beautiful and moving, but as an emperor, he prefers a woman who has achieved fame, Lin Xiaodie, as a saint of Hehuan Valley, strongly stimulates his possessiveness, but Liu Zhouyue is a maidservant, so he can't even have ideas.

And Di Xiyan is different, as the princess of the imperial family, she is still a distant sister of herself, which strongly stimulates his desire.

"Click!"

After a huge friction sound, the various large arrays had been closed, and a huge invisible large array fell from the sky, and more than a dozen heaven-level masters on the left and right were instantly hidden in the large array, silently.

These Emperor Tiancheng, who was at the peak of the heaven-level level, didn't notice it, and just when he was proud of his dirty thoughts, an ethereal voice came from the fighting room of the Hidden Gate Hall: "Come here, carry me over." ”

It is the old immortal lord again, indeed, since his emperor Tiancheng met this lord who was unwilling to show his face, according to the guidance of the lord, his cultivation has been thousands of miles a day, and in a short period of time, he has been promoted from the earth-level cultivation to the heaven-level peak cultivation.

However, what puzzled him was the first time he met with the Lord, who said that he was gifted and needed a blood sacrifice, and he took a basin of blood from him as the price of the blood sacrifice.

Now that I think about it, I really can't figure it out, does a blood sacrifice need so much blood?

Also, this hidden place, the hidden door, he didn't know before, why the Lord was clear, and what made him even more puzzled was that even the spell to enter the Hidden Gate was clear to the Lord.

If it weren't for the Lord's promise to help him restore the Emperor's Hanliang Empire, he Emperor Tiancheng would really not want to associate with such a mysterious person.

Despite his many misgivings about the Lord, Emperor Chengtian immediately got up and went to the room.

"Lord."

As soon as he entered the room, Emperor Chengtian said respectfully.

"Well, carry me over right now."

The slightly old voice came, without any emotion.

"Lift the bed?"

Emperor Chengtian asked suspiciously, since he was a child, he has only seen a sedan chair lifter, but he has never seen a bed lifter.

"No, it's carrying the coffin--- cough cough cough ---"

Hearing this, a drop of sweat oozed from Di Chengtian's forehead, what? Carrying a coffin?

Obviously, the sentence that Emperor Chengtian was carried by the coffin was completely circled, and it seemed that he could not find the east, west, north and south.

At this time, a cold snort came out, and a big withered hand suddenly appeared from the white curtain, with pale fingers and bloodless colors, and the nails were several meters long, like five sharp swords.

"Whew!"

With just one claw, he grabbed a blood stain on Emperor Chengtian's chest.

"What are you grinding about?"

I don't know when the curtain was removed, but I saw a huge coffin lying on the bed, on which only a dry hand was seen, and the fingers reached into the coffin, making sizzling noises from time to time.

When Emperor Chengtian saw this scene, he was immediately stunned, Rao is the peak of the heaven-level was also shocked by the scene in front of him.

Especially the claw just now, he didn't even notice at all, what kind of cultivation is the master? Is it the legendary innate above?

"Yes, Lord, the subordinates will lift it immediately."

"Hehe, the blood of the descendants of the emperor family is really good, but it's a pity that after that basin, I can't feel any goodness anymore."

Wow, Emperor Chengtian felt a pang of anxiety in his heart, sure enough, there is no free lunch in the world, and the living dead in front of him definitely has an ulterior purpose to find himself.

However, now he doesn't want to do this, let's save his life first, as for the Hanliang Empire that the Lord promised to help him restore the emperor's family, he has completely ignored it now.

After a few breaths, Emperor Chengtian had already sent three heaven-level martial artists, and the four of them carried the coffin together and rushed towards the Huxin Pavilion.

In the pavilion in the heart of the lake, Di Xiyan looked at the closed array, and felt anxious in his heart, and under the operation of the internal qi, the long sword was unsheathed, and the sword roared straight into the sky.

"Break it for me!"

Pointing at the sky, Di Xiyan jumped up and let out a shout.

However, one after another anti-sword rays shrouded her layer by layer, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen heaven-level martial artists lingered around her, appearing and disappearing.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Di Xiyan and more than a dozen heaven-level martial artists collided together, and the anti-devouring sword in the large array became stronger and stronger.

"Poof!"

Di Xiyan was still hit by the powerful anti-devouring sword, and was knocked to the ground, spurting a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

"Girl, why bother?"

Looking at the living dead in the coffin who was spurting blood from Di Xiyan's mouth, he sighed lightly, quite regretful.

When Di Xiyan heard these words, she raised her head, looked at the coffin in front of her, and Di Chengtian who was standing respectfully, and she suddenly understood in her heart that Di Chengtian was just a puppet, and the real mastermind behind the scenes was the person in the coffin.

"Who are you?"

Di Xiyan asked.

"Hehe, it's been a long time since anyone asked the old woman who I am? By the way, who am I? Even the old woman herself can't remember, ahem---"

Seeing that he didn't get the answer he wanted, Di Xiyan looked at Di Tiancheng, but no matter how Di Xiyan looked at it, Di Tiancheng didn't dare to say a word, just stood quietly.

"Ahem--girl--let's discuss something, don't you want to restore the emperor's country? Old woman, I can help you, even put you in the position of empress. ”

Hearing the words of the person in the coffin, Emperor Tiancheng was extremely bitter in his heart, at this time he could no longer pretend to be an ostrich, he gritted his teeth and said: "Lord, you promised me at the beginning to let me be the emperor of the Hanliang Empire. ”

"Quack, die!"

The withered and pale hand lifted Emperor Tiancheng like grabbing a chicken to be slaughtered and threw it into the lake.

Before Emperor Tiancheng fell, the swords of more than a dozen heaven-level martial artists had already slashed over, but in the blink of an eye, Emperor Tiancheng had been torn into pieces and fell quietly on the surface of the lake.

"Hmph, you are also worthy, you can't even resist the temptation of a little girl in Hehuan Valley, how can you talk about recovering my emperor's great cause."

After seeing Emperor Tiancheng's death, the person in the coffin said slowly.

"Who the hell are you?"

Di Xiyan didn't feel sad about Di Tiancheng's death at all, she just took the blame, what she wanted to know now was who was the person in front of her?

"Who am I? Ahem--- yes, who am I? --- girl, you are a descendant of the emperor's family, do you know the emperor? ”

Hearing the old woman say the word Di Ying, Di Xiyan's heart trembled, only the emperor's descendants knew the existence of Di Ying, and there were some peerless masters, passed down from generation to generation, only to know that there was such a person as Di Ying.

Who the hell is the old woman in front of you? Di Xiyan's eyes were full of incomparable.

"I know that Di Ying is the ancestor of my emperor family, who once fought against foreign enemies and finally died."

"Well, yes, you are really the descendant of my emperor's family."

"My emperor, who are you?" Hearing the words of the person in the coffin, Di Xiyan vaguely realized something.

"Ahem--- old woman is Di Ying's sister, Concubine Di Ning."

"Concubine Dining? Impossible, why can people thousands of years ago live until now, don't think that my emperor Xiyan is easy to deceive. ”

Di Xiyan immediately realized that the person in front of him was lying, the ancestor Di Ying did have a younger sister, named Concubine Di Ning, but after a thousand years, how could he survive?

"Ahem--- you're not right, it's true that I'm dead, and now I'm just my soul."

"Souls? You ----"

Di Xiyan stood up, holding a long sword in his hand, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Girl, you are very smart, the old woman originally planned to take away the emperor from heaven, and passed on the emperor's family exercises to him, but he disappointed me, and was actually broken by a small slut in Hehuan Valley. Ahem---"

"So, you're going to take it from me?"

Di Xiyan took a few steps back again, and the long sword was across his chest as a form of defense.

"Well, yes, the first time I saw you, I liked your body very much, old woman, the important thing is that your heart is clear, there is a pure yin and righteous qi, which just nourishes my soul."

"Hmph, don't you think about it!"

Di Xiyan directly and simply refused, she is not a little white, and the other party needs to be willing to succeed, unless the blood relationship is particularly close.

"Girl, this dragon detention array is exactly for you, whether you want it or not, it will not change the ending of being taken away by me, it is better to let go of your body and mind, at least it can reduce the pain, cough cough ---"

"You ----"