The North River suddenly raised its head, and in the night of the rainstorm, a killing was still going on.

Back then, Fengguo's iron cavalry slaughtered all sides in the Lanshan Sect, and the corpses in the square were piled up.

Looking at it now, with his arrival, Emperor Fengguo was beheaded, and the corpses of Fengguo Iron Hoof were piled up one by one.

"Bang!"

At this time, Mo Du punched the general manager of Ouchi who was wearing a flying fish suit and flew out.

"Wow!"

The man's blood spurted wildly in mid-air, slamming into the stone steps in the distance.

"Hula!"

Modu's figure pulled out an afterimage, and suddenly roared towards the last standing figure here.

"Stop!"

I only heard Beihe shout.

As soon as his words fell, Mo Du's fist that was bombarded with death could be stopped outside the door of the figure.

It turned out to be a boy of five or six years old.

Now the boy stood among the corpses everywhere, his small body trembling in the rainstorm, like a young tree that was experiencing the wind and rain. I saw that his eyes were dull and he didn't have the slightest look.

Mo Du withdrew his fist and stood in place.

Beihe picked up Jiang Qing and stepped forward, and then put it in Modu's hands.

At this time, he looked condescendingly at the little boy in front of him. This is the son of the Seventh Prince, and also the son of Jiang Qing.

Faced with this young child, Beihe didn't know what to do for a while.

If it were according to Lu Hou's character, he would definitely not leave a trace of life for this son. Cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and never suffer from future troubles.

However, he is Beihe, not Lu Hou.

Now that the Seventh Prince is dead, and even Jiang Qing is dead, Fengguo may encounter a great change. It is not impossible for the princes to take the opportunity to overthrow the government. If that's the case, this young child will have no choice but to die.

But if he were to take the son away, it would be impossible.

When he arrived tonight, the son's mother personally beheaded his father. I am afraid that this scene will plant some kind of indelible seeds of hatred in the heart of this young son.

Just when Beihe faced the young boy and didn't know what to do, a lit torch fluttered in the distance, and a large group of people and horses rushed towards this place.

And most of these people were ordinary Force Realm martial artists, they were patrolling the outermost part of the palace, and they only arrived at this time.

Beihe glanced at the boy, then shook his head and sighed, walked forward, and came to the chief of the inner hall who still had a trace of breath.

He lifted the man's neck and looked at the man, "The palace vault is there." ”

He lifted his neck, and then saw the cold murderous intent in Beihe's eyes, even if this person had lived for sixty or seventy years, there was a trace of fear in his eyes, and he only heard his sharp voice: "In ...... In the Temple of the Divine Soldiers!"

"Good. Beihe nodded, "Lead the way." ”

He moved, grabbed the man and flew into the air, sweeping into the distance.

And Mo Du, who was holding Jiang Qing's corpse, also bent his legs and kicked it, jumped several feet high, and stood on the beam of the palace, and then saw him constantly leaping, following Beihe all the way to the distance.

Beihe left on his front feet, and a large crowd of people and horses poured into the square full of corpses, and when they saw what was happening, the faces of these corpses changed drastically.

Especially in this group of people, there was also an old man in a yellow robe, and at this time, he swept his eyes around, and saw the small figure standing in the square in the distance.

"Long'er!" only listened to the old man.

Then, despite the torrential rain, he pushed away several eunuchs beside him and rushed forward.

"Emperor, be careful. ”

The eunuchs were so frightened that they didn't care about the heavy rain and ran towards the old man.

The old man is none other than the old emperor of Fengguo, who abdicated to make way for Xian.

In the rainy night, he hugged the five or six-year-old boy, but the boy was like a lost soul, even if he was held in the arms of the old emperor, his eyes were still blank.

"Ahh

At this time, several eunuchs running behind him suddenly let out a frightened scream.

The old emperor turned around and followed the gaze of these eunuchs, and saw a headless corpse in a dragon robe.

After seeing this headless corpse, the old emperor's body trembled, and his eyes were full of disbelief. Just this dragon robe, the sect people judged the identity of this person.

Looking at Beihe at this moment, he has come to a black palace in the depths of the palace.

The palace was heavily guarded, and in addition to the guards guarding the door, there were quite a few people around it on routine patrols.

The place in front of him is the temple of the divine weapon that the chief of Ouchi said in his hands.

After arriving here, the true qi in Beihe's body agitated and injected into the mask. In just a moment, his facial senses were greatly enhanced.

In the darkness of the night, he saw that there were still many secret sentinels in the shadows, some of them hiding in the canopy of trees with bows and arrows, and some of them crouching silently on the roof of the main hall.

Because this place is far away from the place where he killed the Seven Princes before, no one knows what happened to the Fengguo Imperial Palace on this day.

"Click!"

Beihe choked off the neck of the chief of Ouchi in his hand, and the corpse was thrown at his feet.

"Stay here. ”

Beihe said to Modu on his side.

As soon as the words fell, he stimulated a layer of qi, and then used the art of controlling the sky to soar into the air, quietly floating above the black hall in the night.

Although there are many dark whistles on the roof of the main hall, most of these people look at their feet, where would they think that there are people above their heads, and the thunder roars on the night of the rainstorm, they are even more imperceptible to the movement.

Beihe came to the middle of the roof of this hall, slowly descended, and stepped on the tiled roof.

"Click!"

A bolt of lightning lit up the night sky.

"Boom!"

Then came a loud thunderclap.

And after the lightning and thunder, the roof of the palace has a large black hole.

Beihe's figure appeared in the dark vault.

Although he couldn't see a single finger here, his eyesight had greatly improved after putting on the mask, and he could barely see what was happening under his eyes.

In the palace where he was, there were rows of shelves. There are various treasures on the shelves.

The most common of these is gold and silver jewelry.

However, he also saw some rare things, such as calligraphy and paintings, underwater corals, and jade the size of a human head.

Beihe turned a blind eye to these things, after all, he was already a monk, and these mundane things had no effect on him.

He looked around, and his eyes fell on some sealed wooden boxes.

Then he activated the white sword qi and slashed the wooden boxes to pieces, revealing the treasures inside.

But in the wooden box, most of them are gold and silver, or some ordinary jewelry.

Beihe walked all the way, and the sword qi at his fingertips continued to burst out, slashing open all the wooden boxes on both sides.

Although the secret vault of the Fengguo Imperial Palace was huge, with his speed, he still walked most of the distance in a short time, and all the boxes along the way were split by him.

But from beginning to end, he didn't find the batch of Evil Emperor Stones.

In a short time, Beihe had already reached the depths of the vault, and he looked up at the darkness ahead, and a three-foot-sized chest caught his attention. This object is different from the usual yellow wooden box, and it is actually black.

Bei He's expression moved, and he immediately stepped forward, mobilized the little mana left in his body, and stimulated a sword qi.

"Boom!"

I saw the black box in front of me crack in response.

With the next breath, a thick black smoke erupted and spread immediately.

I don't know what this black smoke is, even if Beihe's eyesight is greatly improved, he can't see what is going on in the smoke.

For a moment, his face was overjoyed.

Got it.

Beihe walked forward and stepped into the black smoke, and after a while, he felt that the inside of the box was indeed a piece of stone of different sizes, and it was still a little cold to the touch.

Overjoyed, he took out a huge leather bag that had been prepared long ago from the storage, and then put the evil emperor stones into the leather bag, and finally put the leather bag into the storage bag.

He counted them carefully, there were twenty-seven of these Evil Emperor Stones, and the smallest of them were the size of a fist, and the largest was a foot and a half in size.

When he put away all the Evil Emperor Stones, as the black mist spread, the current situation gradually became clear.

The Seven Princes are killed, the treasures are in hand, and it's time to walk.

Before, the Seven Princes had crushed a messenger jade slip, and there would inevitably be monks coming. Now every moment he stays is more dangerous.

Just when he thought of it like this, and was about to withdraw and leave, suddenly Beihe's eyes froze. An object on a wooden shelf not far away caught his attention.

It was a golden token, hanging from a wooden shelf.

This thing looks like a gold cast, and it didn't make Beihe care about it originally.

It's just that he wears a mask, and after wearing the mask, under that hazy gray light, this thing actually emits a faint light.

Not only that, but on the side of this token, there is also a strange text, which is a font that Beihe does not recognize.

For a split second alone, this token attracted the strong attention of Beihe. He stepped forward and grabbed the token in his hand.

And this object was much lighter than he had imagined, as if it were nothing.

Just by glancing at it, Beihe swept towards the way he had come, and finally rose from the hole he had stepped through. After avoiding everyone, he returned to Modu's side.

At this time, Mo Du was still standing in place with Jiang Qing in his arms, and with the arrival of Beihe, the two of them swept in a certain direction together.

He wanted to take back the coffin and leave the Fengguo Palace.

Just as the North River swept past the square where the killing had taken place, he saw a group of people surrounding the square with torches. Among them, an old man held a boy tightly.

"Huh!"

Beihe was a little surprised, he could see at a glance that the old man's appearance was very similar to the Seventh Prince, so he judged that this should be the old emperor of Fengguo who abdicated to make way for Xian.

As soon as he thought of this, he nodded, with this old emperor here, there was no problem with the safety of the boy.

Beihe was about to leave, when suddenly he looked at the sky in the distance, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw a small white dot, piercing the sky, galloping towards this place.

"Damn it!"

At this moment, Beihe judged that the person who came must be a monk.

His face changed drastically, and he immediately swept away the most magnificent palace in the distance, not daring to stop at all.

Although he was able to kill mortal warriors, he was extremely afraid of a monk. Because of Beihe's strength, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the lowest among the monks.

Moreover, since the other party was able to use the technique of controlling the sky to rush over, it was unlikely that he would be a low-level monk in the third or fourth level of the Qi Condensation Period.

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Chapter 136: The Imperial Palace's Vault