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This treasure ancient painting is collected in a small and green jade shaft, the soft white silk has become yellow because of the age, but it still flows with radiant brilliance. In the top right corner of the silk painting, four small characters are written: "The Tomb of the Emperors." ”

The whole silk painting is one foot long and eight inches wide, impressively painted with a landscape painting with fine brushwork, the two green mountains are opposite each other, and in the middle is a river that bends and turns back. Both sides of the river are covered with all kinds of strange rocks. A distinct red dot in the middle of the river!

In the lower left corner of the silk painting, there is also a small poem with an obscure meaning: the end of the world at sunset, the cold rain and the river, the tomb of the emperors, looming in beauty!

Although he didn't understand the meaning for the time being, it was obvious that this was a treasure map! So, Linghu Jue was slightly surprised and said, "Uncle, where did this picture come from?"

The old man sighed slowly, the wrinkles of the emaciated face overlapped, the trajectory of life and time was so profound and obvious, with a little nostalgia for the meaning: "This painting is an ancestral thing, more than 300 years ago, it is said that my ancestors went to the mountains to hunt on a strange corpse, this corpse is seven points like a man, three points like a beast, and the forehead horn also has a golden horn." He said slowly, and what he said was naturally passed down orally from generation to generation over the past few hundred years.

After pondering for a moment, Ling Hu said with deep eyes: "Old man, forgive me for being abrupt, was there anything else besides getting this picture at that time?" he asked, not because he was greedy, but because he wanted to figure out other items to determine the identity of the deceased, and maybe he could find some clues about this treasure map.

The old man smiled awkwardly and said, "According to the ancestors, there is nothing else except this painting. My ancestors searched for it that day. But the strange man seemed to have escaped after a bloody battle. He didn't even have a blade in his hand. I am not afraid to make the fox Lord laugh, my ancestor saw the extraordinary horn on the forehead of the strange man, and tried to cut it off, but in vain. I was afraid that someone would follow me, so I had to leave with the painting. ”

After Ling Hu Jue smiled faintly, he stuffed the treasure map into the jade shaft again, picked up the lid of the tube, and gently twisted his hands. After tightening it, a clear and profound brilliance appeared on his face and said: "Uncle, there is no merit, I can't accept your benefits in vain, if you have any requirements, you can mention it." ”

The old man's face showed a hint of imperceptible bitterness, but he still said humbly: "Lord Linghu, this is just a little gratitude from me, even if this picture is passed down in my hands, it is just an ornament, no." I can't even call it an ornament, if it were known that day. He also suffered a sudden and unwarranted disaster. ”

Ling Hu Jue smiled and bowed, but his heart was bright. The old man said the truth, but if he wanted to say that there was no other meaning, it would never be possible, so he said implicitly: "Uncle, affection has to be spoken, but fairness must also be mentioned, if this picture is in vain, I feel ashamed." ”

The old man is also a smart person, judging from the expression and meaning of Linghu's words, his own careful thinking may have been seen through, so he gritted his teeth and said bluntly: "Since Lord Linghu said so, then I won't hide it, although I am an old man in the mountains, but after this change, I also understand that this world is afraid to be chaotic, I am old, naturally fearless, but my granddaughter still has to live, so I cheekily beg Linghu to take care of the girl." After speaking, there was another long sigh, licking the calf, the meaning of love, overflowing words!

Ling Hu Jue smiled indifferently, the old man's request did not surprise him, but made him feel that the old man in front of him had a determination and wisdom that are rare in ordinary people, and said in a low voice: "Old man, I can't say too much about some things, I can only say my best." ”

The old man was overjoyed, and after this series of events, he had an understanding of Ling Hu's unique nature. He is definitely a person who believes in his words and does what he says, he is confident that he will not look away, and immediately arched his hand gratefully: "That's enough, the old man thanked Lord Linghu first." In an excited mood, he subconsciously brought out the weekday self-proclaimed self-claim that he had been deliberately avoiding during the conversation just now.

Linghu Jue replied slightly, and the old man was busy bowing to say goodbye, and asked Mans, who had been standing beside him without speaking, to send the old man out, and after the door was covered again, Linghu Jue let Xuanfeng shine out, and took out the treasure map again.

Flying over Ling Hujue's half-bent shoulders, Xuan Feng asked for the pictures on the silk in detail, naturally, Ling Hujue's eyes would not be idle.

After a while, Xuan Feng shook his head solemnly and said, "I don't have any impression of this place, but I can be sure that this is not a secret realm, but a certain region of the continent. ”

There was a clear brilliance shining in his eyes, and Ling Hu said thoughtfully: "According to the description of the old man's ancestors, this picture is obviously from a foreign person, and looking at the material, counting the age, this picture should be true, but the tomb of the emperors, this is too incredible." ”

"The Tomb of the Emperors. Xuan Feng thought silently, and there was a trace of imperceptible horror on his cold face. He hesitated for a long time before he said in a low voice: "I vaguely remember that there is an allusion, not long after the Great War of the Hundred Races, there were more than a dozen emperors of different races who were missing for the artifact Fire Phoenix Sword, you say, could this picture be related to this allusion?"

"More than a dozen emperors?" Ling Hu Jue said in surprise, in his consciousness, it seemed that the charm of the artifact was not so great.

The contract is in the body, and there is naturally a kind of spiritual tacit understanding. Xuan Feng calmly and solemnly warned: "Ah Jue, you are wrong, the power of the artifact is unimaginable to you and now, the black dragon spear is sealed, and the black goblin ring lacks the soul of the weapon, isn't it strange? ”

Ling Hu Jue was shocked, and suddenly there was a sense of crisis, he had a premonition that he would become more and more dangerous in the future, and the mood of improving the realm became more and more urgent, and he subconsciously said: "What should I do?"

After a moment of silence, Xuan Feng said solemnly: "As long as you become the king, as long as you survive a round of heavenly tribulation, with the laws of all kinds of demons on your body, the way of heaven, and the supernatural powers, even if the hundred races enter the world, they may not have the power to fight, and then solve the mystery of the artifact, at that time." The world can go. ”

"But?" Ling Fox smiled bitterly. Don't talk about the king. He didn't even know when he would be able to break through to the high level!

Even if he didn't talk about his situation, Xuan Feng was very clear, and comforted: "Ah Jue, some things can't be rushed, and if you lose your horse, you don't know if it's a blessing." ”

"How do you say this?" Ling Hu asked humbly, before, when he and Xuan Feng discussed. It often revolves around the details of cultivation, and it has never been so profoundly analyzed from the height and origin.

Xuan Feng said in a low voice, and continued: "It is said that the elemental body of the elf clan is blessed with unique talents, but why are there few supreme powerhouses? That is because the spiritual root is too pure, but it is out of the Great Dao, and the early cultivation is extremely fast. But things must be reversed, even if there is a long life, few people can enter the house, but you are the opposite. Being in the seventh-line spiritual root, the future is limitless, but again, there is a fatal flaw, that is, the cultivation speed is slow, and the bottleneck is sad. So, the time you need the most, but you waste your time on some trivial matters, I wanted to talk to you about it, but as you said, the road has to go out on its own. That's why I haven't said it, for fear of disturbing your thoughts. ”

Such as Daigo empowerment, so that the fox instantly understood, God created all things, pros and cons coexist, although there were some differences at the beginning, but in the end the same way, the reason why the hundred tribes limited the development of the human race, obviously also saw this, although the human race started slowly, but the stamina is enough, if there is a good supply of resources, more than 100 tribes will be just around the corner! So, his face suddenly exuded a clear look, he said in a deep voice: "After going back to capture the fortress this time, I will try my best to comprehend the earth, The law of the golden two is to break through from the peak, and then find a way to climb the Cliff of Inquiry. ”

Before he finished his words, he was interrupted by Xuan Feng, and he said with a rare smile: "Don't deliberately look for this Question Heart Cliff, Ah Jue, this time here, your biggest gain is not this treasure map, nor the Black Goblin Ring, but the female goblin named Heixue." ”

"What?" said the consternation on Fox Jue's face.

Xuan Feng's eyebrows revealed a little heroic spirit, and he said firmly: "Reading the mind and purifying the dust, Ah Jue, as long as you comprehend the laws of the earth and gold systems, the seven systems will be complete, and the heavenly tribulation can be broken at any time." ”

Hearing Xuan Feng say this, Ling Hu Jue felt for the first time that the king-level realm was out of reach, and his heart was full of pride, but the expression on his face was still calm like an immobile mountain, and he said slowly: "When you become a king, it is the day when the King's Landing Hall is opened. ”

Xuan Feng looked at Ling Hu Jue, who exuded a condensed body like a mountain and a restrained momentum like a sea, and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his lips, for him, the day Ling Fox became a king will also be the time when he Xuan Feng is reborn, and he will be able to use the power of the Heavenly Tribulation to wash away the evil qi of his whole body, and also reach the king-level realm, of course, first of all, he must first recover to the peak state!

Just when Linghu was full of ambition, Xiluo, who was in the ghost secret realm, was in trouble, and the group of people he led was surrounded by more than a dozen scattered cultivators.

Those pairs of implicitly evil, mocking, and wary eyes fixed on Ciro's face, and the corpse of the peak candidate demonic beast lying next to his lap, this streamer pangolin with a length of nearly two feet was just killed by his group, but he didn't expect to attract this group of loose cultivators who wanted to benefit from the fisherman!

Although Ciro is blind in one eye, it can't change his handsome appearance, just a little less handsome, a little more domineering, his expression is cold, the brilliance in his eyes is flickering slightly, staring at each other sharply, and the other five falcon brothers lined up with him are the same, the brilliance that flashes in his eyes is like two faint electric fires, vicious without a trace of emotion!

The dozen or so cultivators had obviously been doing this kind of thing for a long time, and the angle of standing was very ingenious, and on the surface it didn't look like anything, but in fact, they all had occupied a favorable offensive and defensive position, and they could quickly attack the Ciro people standing in front of a huge rock or immediately guard against a sudden attack from the other side.

A middle-aged man with a short beard and a face like a crown of jade stepped forward, and said bluntly and threateningly: "You are the blood eagle, right? I heard that you people are coming from our land, and today the master is in a good mood, so he doesn't care about you, and leaves all the demonic beasts and valuable things on his body, and then get out of this mountain range." ”

Ciro stared at the other party's eyes motionlessly, the murderous aura was naked, and said coldly: "You say it again." ”

The middle-aged man seemed to be shocked by Ciro's appearance and bearing, he was stunned for a moment, and said with a wild laugh to hide his meaning: "It seems." You are hardened. Brothers. "The words haven't come out yet. As soon as the cold light slipped away, it had suddenly flown from nothingness, ruthless and accurate, and extremely vicious!

The middle-aged man was also at the peak of the battle, the realm was still above West Asia, his body was beautifully slanted, and he hardly saw any movement, and a gang mang with a firelight had collided with a demonic scimitar that Xi Luo had snatched from someone else. With a "bang", the two of them retreated. At the same time, a whirling sword shadow was like the stars above the nine heavens collapsing, and with an indescribable sharp force, it slammed over the heads of the dozen or so scattered cultivators who had already pounced, and at the same time, in the heavenly spirit of a falcon, the aura blessed by the god of war loomed, and the cover fell on the heads of all the falcons!

In an instant, the momentum soared, in the glittering sword sharpness. A slightly lax casual cultivator had already roared wildly. The spin flipped out, and with each tumble, a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

The two sides were instantly entangled together, the air was frozen, cold, bloody and trembling, the figures were flying, flashing, turning, running, the silver cold light was strikingly fast, the majestic strength was rushing in the call sign, and the dust was rippling in an instant!

The scattered cultivators are numerous and have a slightly higher realm, the Falcon brothers are not afraid of death, and they have the assistance of the natural supernatural powers blessed by the god of war, after dozens of moves, each person has been injured!

The middle-aged man's martial arts skills are not weak, the expression on his face is fierce and hideous, he knows that the other party has spent a lot of fighting energy in hunting demonic beasts before, and he is not in a hurry, just let others circle up and slowly grind and kill, after all, there is also a time limit for innate supernatural skills.

Xiluo is actually not in a hurry, he is ruthless, but he is not stupid, from the appearance of the other party's people, he knows that these people are not easy to mess with, naturally they will not use their own lives and their brothers' lives to be prestigious, so he quickly and secretly crushed a short-distance communication jade talisman that Jin Ling gave them when they left Crow City, and each group has a piece of this jade talisman.

Sure enough, after more than a hundred moves, a fierce and indifferent roar floated far away in the northeast direction: "Who dares to touch my blood eagle?"

Almost at the same time, a cold and desperate voice also came from the southwest: "Look for death!"

When those scattered cultivators heard this, they were suddenly shocked, and they were all a little frightened, and at this time, there was a bloody cold roar from the southeast.

Things happened very suddenly, and the middle-aged man who was in a cold sweat didn't think about it, and his pursed lips let out a sharp whistle, but it was too late! Xiusi, who appeared in the northeast, led Tu Peng and the other six Falcon brothers to stop on the route that the scattered cultivators originally wanted to withdraw, their broken clothes fluttering in the wind, lined with cold faces, like six warriors returning from a bloody battle on the battlefield, so quiet, and so proud staring at the scattered cultivators who were changing their route in a panic not far away!

The middle-aged man had just jumped a few steps towards the west, and six sharp arrows shot with a sharp roar, which frightened him into turning around again, and he didn't want to peek at it from the corner of his eye, oh my God, on the branches where the leaves had almost fallen, there were six young figures standing quietly like ghosts, they still had blood stains and scars on their bodies, and their expressions were haggard, and there was a transcendent and unearthly air of ease, but the killing intent contained in this breath of freedom was too strong.

Although it was only a hurried glance, it was enough to make the middle-aged man's soul fly, he led his subordinates, and fled in a panic, during which he did not forget to leave down the cruel words: "Blood Eagle, you ――――――" But when the tail rhyme of this one was still trembling in the cold air, an indescribable blade suddenly fell from the sky, with a quickest escape of the loose cultivator ghost howled and spun and flew out of the air seven feet, just hit a head on a bumpy mountain rock! Scarlet blood mixed with white sticky brains splashed, almost too late to moan, the loose cultivator who was still glad that he was clever just now, had already lost his breath in the middle of the stone gap, a sharp head, now, is no different from a sparse persimmon.

The figure settled, naturally it was Tusu's group, and his eyes swept over the corpse indifferently, and the speckled filth around the corpse, the corner of Tusu's lips wiped a cruel smile, looking at the middle-aged man who had staggered back, opened a pair of eyes, and looked in horror: "Are you looking for trouble with our blood eagle?"

Almost at the same time, with the same cruel expression on their faces, the groups of Falcon of Hughus, Kaino, and Ciro slowly approached, although there were not many of them, but the momentum was so powerful, so neat, and so calm, there was a kind of spirit that was full of spirit, who was competing with each other! (To be continued......