The Son of Heaven said: "Dugu, I founded the Tang Dynasty, and my ancestors once got a feather at the cape of Yuanzhou, and the Vermilion Bird Feather. ”

The concubine was in disbelief.

It is rumored in the world that the Vermilion Bird is a strange beast of heaven and earth, and the green cow left by the Dao Ancestor of Zhongzhou Daode Immortal Sect when he passed through Hangu Pass, the sleeping Xuan Turtle in the north, and the cat of the Sword Sect are all top powerful divine beasts.

And in the Great Wilderness Ancient Realm, the Vermilion Bird was extinct tens of thousands of years ago, who would have thought that there was actually a piece of feather left.

Feeling the extremely warm breath, Dugu Guifei's palms trembled slightly, and she said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, take it back quickly, such a precious thing, the concubine can't keep it." ”

Datang Tianzi smiled and said, "You watch Datang for me and see who else dares to rob it." ”

Dugu Guifei glanced at the man next to her and quickly calmed down.

"Okay."

……

Underground.

The entire hell was shrouded in darkness, and ordinary people couldn't see anything in this environment.

But for some beings, it's no different than daytime.

The incarnation of the turtle who came to Chang'an City inexplicably showed the form of an old man, suspended in the underground space, with his big sleeves fluttering.

He looked at the weak and handsome man in front of him, and there was an unrelieved hatred in his eyes.

"Finally, you died at my hands."

Su Qingming relied on the Ruin Sword to constantly shuttle through time and space in the air, whether it was the present, the future, or the past.

Every time, he appeared strangely beside the turtle, and then used the remnant sword to destroy the demon prison, that is, the shell of the turtle.

It seems to be a little different from the death in the mouth of the turtle.

Su Qingming had the upper hand in the scene.

But he knew in his heart that the turtle in front of him seemed to be playing a game, and the object of the play.

Exactly yourself.

In addition to resentment, there was also a lot of greed and cruelty in the eyes of the 10,000-year-old turtle.

Greedy Su Qingming's hand is this artifact of unknown origin.

The resentful man stabbed his own body with a sword, and even it felt unbearable pain.

The Hell is full of gaps cut by the Ruin Sword.

Although it is not so conspicuous compared to the wounds left by those immortal emperors ten thousand years ago.

But the turtle felt a pain in his tarsal bones seeping through the wound, and what made him even more unbearable.

Even the soul that has been detached from the shell is a little unbearable.

Now it is like a blood-eating ant covered in its body, and it is constantly eating its body.

Of course, Su Qingming's situation was even worse, even worse than the old man's appearance.

Hit by the strong magic of the turtle, he didn't know how much blood he had shed, his body was already damaged, and even bones could be seen in many places.

The old man fell beside Su Qingming, looked at his bleak appearance, and looked up to the sky and roared.

"My Xuanwu clan, anger will be splattered with blood...."

Then, the sound stagnates.

Because it was originally cool, it was the feeling that the enemy was going through unbearable torture, and this feeling of revenge.

Xuanwu wanted to savor it.

But now, the old man didn't feel Su Qingming's pain.

It looks like the appearance of the handsome man is very miserable, even more miserable than the chicken in the soup and the phoenix with its feathers.

But the old man looked him in the eye.

But there is still no wave, without the slightest fluctuation.

Even if his face was pale because of the loss of blood and qi in his body, his expression was still calm.

In my eyes, you are nothing but a beggar.

Such a thought rose in the old man's heart, as if the man in front of him was even down.

But he will always be a noble son.

Looking at the man in front of him, the old man became angry again, and roared: "Quick, you beg me, as long as you beg me, you can get rid of that endless torture." ”

Su Qingming said lightly: "You are mistaken, now, I don't need to beg you, I don't need to be happy, but wait." ”

Coming out of the princess's mansion, Su Qingming came to the Demon Suppression Division, and then accidentally fell into the demon prison.

He had been waiting, waiting for something to happen.

Wait for a person to appear.

The old man sneered: "If there is an abnormality in the Demon Suppression Division, the powerhouses of the entire Great Wilderness will rush to Chang'an City, even if you are waiting for helpers, you should know that in the whole world, who else can save you?" ”

Su Qingming said, "No, there is another person. ”

As the words fell, the old man's expression changed greatly, and he turned around suddenly, looking into the deepest part of the darkness.

Where is the last level of the Hell, a place that cannot even be perceived by its existence.

The ancestor of the Sword Sect who had left the sect for hundreds of years had always stayed there.

Su Qingming had chatted with Lu Shan long before going down the mountain.

There is a demon suppression division in Chang'an City, and ten miles underground, there is a powerful demon in the world.

There is also a sword venerable who holds a sword to close the pass of life and death.

If the prediction was correct, Su Qingming should have returned to the Sword Sect at this time, basking in the sun at Heavenly Sword Peak.

But things have changed, and someone has guessed where he came from.

Then he notified a certain sect that was hiding in the shadows.

That person should be Shen Shenfei.

What he wanted to do, Su Qingming didn't have to think about it.

It's nothing more than to get rid of those eyesore before you get out of the customs.

At the same time, he also wanted to try what the human array in Chang'an City was really powerful, after all, if he controlled the Sword Sect.

The first thing to do is to destroy the Tang Dynasty, a secular dynasty comparable to the Holy Land.

In the eyes of immortal cultivators, any mortal person who dared to challenge them was a disgusting existence.

In Shen Shenfei's eyes, nobility is always noble.

And the dog is always the dog.

He didn't care what kind of horror these monsters in the hell would do to the world.

Shen Shenfei didn't even look at it.

Even if it would make countless powerhouses in the Great Wilderness rush here, he felt that it was a normal thing.

Then, Su Qingming came to the Demon Prison.

Here, I met the Demon King, that is, the rebellious boy who argued with himself for three days and three nights ten thousand years ago.

When he left the Sword Sect and came to Chang'an City, he sensed that familiar aura.

At the same time, there is also a deceased flower from the banks of the Netherworld.

The strange flower of the dead appeared in the demon prison at this time, swaying in the wind.

"In our eyes, a monster like you, who has lived for tens of thousands of years, is the greatest damage to the entire heaven and earth."

Su Qingming said unceremoniously.

This ancient divine beast will absorb a huge amount of heaven and earth aura with every breath, but it has never fed back heaven and earth.

It's just a bandit.

The old man sneered and said, "It turns out that the demon cub is hiding here, do you think that if you find him, you will be able to kill me?" Or, to say, to suppress me again? ”

Su Qingming said: "Do you think that together with that group of liars in the West, you can let him be suppressed in the hands of the Buddha forever?" ”

"Look at it, the last temple in the Tang Dynasty has collapsed."

Su Qingming pointed in a certain direction and said softly.

The old man's face instantly became extremely ugly, and he said: "You can't do it, even if the temple collapses, but there is still a human heart, as long as the human heart is still there, who can cut the chains that trapped him?" ”

In the Demon Suppression Prison, in addition to the demon, in addition to him, the demon beast, there are many monks.

Their disciples and grandchildren established countless temples in the territory of the Tang Dynasty to collect human wishes in order to suppress the Demon Lord.

In this place isolated from heaven and earth, there is faith in the world.

It's invincible.

And push the Demon Suppression Prison and the Heaven and Earth Necklace to countless temples in the Tang Dynasty, as well as disperse those monks of Western Buddhism.

None of these things can be done by any one person, or even a holy place.

That's why the old man said it was impossible.

But he ignored that Su Qingming was not just Su Qingming.

He was also the only immortal emperor in the world who had the opportunity to break through the shackles of heaven and earth and break through the void ten thousand years ago.

The old man looked at the deepest part of the darkness, and his face was as gloomy as water.

Something really happened.

Su Qingming withdrew the Ruin Sword back into his body.

Then he floated into the darkness, his body was extremely fast, and he reached the entrance almost in the blink of an eye.

It's just a few breaths.

Su Qingming left a choice for the turtle.

It's to chase yourself.

Let's deal with the Demon Lord.

After all, it was by sucking the Demon Lord's body that it was able to live forever.

……

The deepest part of the Hell.

Time and space are intertwined, and countless cracks bloom and disappear.

In the depths of the space, the Demon Lord quietly watched the whirlpool overhead.

After Su Qingming left, he had been in this matter, his inky eyes, as if he wanted to carve some kind of trajectory on the long line of time.

I don't know when.

I don't know what made him wake up.

He reached into a crack that bloomed, and when he withdrew it, there was a bright blue light in the palm of his hand.

The Demon Lord's movements are casual.

But it is fully integrated with the surrounding avenue of heaven and earth, and every subtle movement contains the true meaning of the great avenue.

When the green light appeared, the whole dark space had some light.

Then, those rifts of time and space ceased to bloom in annihilation.

The Demon Lord carried the green lantern and walked out.

The wind stops.

Dharma dissipates.

Countless Buddhist talismans were reduced to ashes.

Those Buddhas, who were like dead people, were lying on the ground in a disorderly manner, long since they had no life.

When the last temple on earth was destroyed.

Those Buddhist vows have become rootless duckweed.

The green lantern kept releasing dark flames, and the shackles of the surrounding avenues also fell.

The black sea of demons entered the eyes of the demon lord, extremely profound, and there were thousands of heavenly demons in between.

Those lines that make up the Heavenly Demon are the thoughts of the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord comes from underground.

In the Tang Dynasty, as long as the cultivators in the Divine Journey Realm have heard that in the Demon Suppression Division's Demon Prison, there is no time and no space.

There is only one abyss that connects to the dark Styx.

If a low-level cultivator below the Cave True enters it, he will soon become decayed and old, and he will not be able to sense the existence of the human world.

This place.

Space is a vague concept.

Therefore, many great cultivators want to unlock this place, wanting to know what is the end of the demonic hell.

There is how to cross that river Styx and reach the other side.

The Demon Lord was probably the only one who had crossed the river, and it seemed like a simple walk.

It's like walking on an arched bridge that is not too big.

The dark river, the dim abyss, or the crevasse that kept blooming and annihilating, when his feet stepped out of the other side.

It dissipates in an instant.

Thousands of years later, the Demon Lord finally stepped out of the Demon Hell and came to another world.

Although, this place is also called the Demon Hell.

His eyes saw the dissipating abyss, the rift of time, and, of course, a bewitching flower of the dead.

Suspended on a stone.

When Su Qingming left, he gave it to the Demon Lord as a gift.