Zhang Qinghe stared at the two people in front of him as if he were facing a great enemy.

The tall figure of the unicorn pattern red supplement even made him suspiciously probe his soul into the Xuan Sac and count the items inside.

When the divine soul touched the fairy mask with hideous fangs and angry eyes, Zhang Qinghe let out a long sigh -

The mask is not lost, it should be just a memory of the past.

It seems that the figure in front of him in the tall red-robed champion should be the martial arts star monarch who is still a generation before Xiao Wu.

He tentatively probed with his long sword, and sure enough, the two figures, one large and one small, were just phantoms.

The martial arts of the last generation in the Heavenly Palace have also been here?

Zhang Qinghe remembered Li Huizhi's words——

"The ancestors set a prohibition, and non-Taoist fetuses were not allowed to enter. ”

Besides, the era of the previous generation of martial arts has not been more than a hundred years so far, why did he look at the location of the Demon King and say those words?

Zhang Qinghe's thoughts were chaotic, so he had to calm down and look at it.

However, to his surprise, the immature boy with a long sword beside Wude Xingjun also raised the mask of the bare-faced fairychild-like spirit official, and asked Wude Xingjun suspiciously-

"What kind of pity did the gentleman just say?"

The voice was clean and pure, only mixed with doubts, and it looked innocent and cute.

Zhang Qinghe could be sure that even if the mask of the immortal god fruit position in the Heavenly Palace could cover his figure, this little boy would never be too old.

Without him, it's just intuition.

"It's so empty, what's there to regret?"

Wu De Xingjun seemed to be in a daze for a while, and then he was pulled by this red-faced fairy boy and pulled back to reality.

Zhang Qinghe, on the contrary, took a few steps back, his face was suspicious, and the iron sword was clenched a few points.

If he didn't feel wrong, Wude Xingjun was clearly staring in the direction he was standing!

The look in his eyes fell on him clearly, making his hairs stand on end.

It's like, as if he can see Zhang Qinghe and examine Zhang Qinghe.

It's just a picture of the past, it's just an illusion, it's just an illusion, the Demon King said that the state of time and space in the secret realm is very subtle, and the images of the past, except for what he has tampered with, will be clearly repeated.

Zhang Qinghe kept convincing himself, suppressed a strange feeling in his heart and turned his body sideways-

However, Wu De Xingjun was still staring ahead, as if there was something there.

Zhang Qinghe looked at Wu Dexingjun's posture like this, and finally put his mind at ease.

It turned out that he just happened to be in the way of Wu De's sight back then, he gently moved his body away, and looked behind him along Wu De's eyes-

But there was nothing there.

Zhang Qinghe was a little puzzled, unable to understand Wu Dexingjun's demeanor.

Obviously, Zhang Qinghe was not the only one who was puzzled, by Wu De's side, that childish palm kept pulling Wu De Xingjun's lenient supplement, trying to remind him to come back to his senses.

"Sir...... Mr. ......"

"Ah, I'm sorry, sword. ”

It turned out to be a martial virtue god widely spread among the people of Zhongtian, a sword-wielding spirit officer.

But the temperament was too milky, so Zhang Qinghe didn't recognize it for a while.

Wu De Xingjun gently rubbed the puzzled little head of the sword-wielding spirit officer, and pulled him away a little.

"What was the gentleman thinking?"

"Alas, you!" Wu De Xingjun shook his head helplessly.

"There was a sad thing that happened in this place. ”

"Here, why don't I feel the flow of heaven and earth...... Could it be that I can't practice my hope at home?"

Wu De Xingjun stopped the sword-wielding spirit officer's questioning and raised a finger.

"Shh......h Not then, not now. ”

"What's not ...... Hmm...... "The boy holding the sword was trying to get to the bottom of it, but half of the mask was lifted, a piece of caramel was stuffed in, and his lips and teeth were sticked, so he had to settle down aggrievedly.

"What are so many questions, eat your sugar well, didn't you ask us what we came here for?

I've been talking about it for a while, and I'll tell you now. ”

Wu Dexingjun gave the sword-wielding spirit officer a burst of chestnuts.

"What's the matter...... this stupid kid is very cooperative......

The red-faced fairy child who was in the sword struggled to open his mouth in the stickiness of the caramel candy, and Zhang Qinghe felt that the caramel with spiritual light was outrageous.

But in the next moment, he felt that his surprise was no less than that of the fairy boy who was called "holding the sword".

Under the complicated expressions of the two people in different time and space, Wu De Xingjun took out a bronze coffin wrapped in layers of cold iron chains from his sleeve, and the cold iron chains were engraved with a word of Taoism.

It is the same method as in the rune notes of the Hidden Prince.

The bronze coffin fell heavily to the ground, causing cracks in the bluestone slab.

Zhang Qinghe observed that the ice cracks were generally traced, and after hundreds of years, they became more and more prominent.

But......

What the hell! This method of manipulating the sermon is really a copy for everyone! Zhang Qinghe looked stupid. Said to be created by the hidden prince!

Zhang Qinghe also saw the traces of two different rune prohibitions in Li Ping'an and Li Huizhi's divine souls.

It was the one that Zhang Buqi handed over to Li Huizhi.

He didn't dare to think about what it was that combined the power of these two talismans and was tightly locked in the coffin.

In order to meet the conditions of these two talisman prohibitions, first of all, you have to be alienated into monsters, and secondly, you have to be broken into pieces, and there is no way to repair them.

He relied on the Taoist to catch some clues and continued to look silently.

"This time, I came here mainly for my teacher. ”

"Sir's teacher?" replied the sword-wielding spirit officer.

"Well, the Eastern Heavenly Emperor has the deepest attainments in the Fu Array, and within his Cave Mansion, the Order Divine Chain has blocked the avenue of many evil demons, and forcibly being driven by him is equivalent to creating a small world that is not infected in the internal organs of evil things.

There is something wrong with the teacher's body, and we are about to travel far away, so it is best to place it here. ”

"Sir's teacher...... What kind of person is he?"

The sword-wielding spirit officer asked curiously and ignorantly.

Wu Dexingjun's tall and broad figure walked a few steps, and he didn't answer the question of the sword-wielding spirit officer directly, but just rubbed the little boy again, which made him a little angry.

"It's pretty much the same as me. ”

The sword-wielding spirit officer was about to resist with some milk, only to see Wu De suddenly squat down.

"Hold the sword, and discuss something with you. ”

The boy was a little stunned.

"What's the matter?"

"I want you to take the mask. ”

Wu De Xingjun took the opportunity to unmask the sword-wielding spirit officer, but was silently dodged by the sword-wielding spirit officer.

"I don't want it, why would the gentleman suddenly do such a thing!"

"Well-behaved, obedient ......"