Chapter 417: Heaven or Hell, Still Unknown!
Five days later.
Demon Gate Headquarters.
This has always been a place that has been feared by countless people and full of mysteries.
In the rumors of the rivers and lakes.
There are countless old demons who live in the Demon Gate Headquarters, and any normal person who arrives here will be stripped of his heart and die in pain.
Except for the people of the Demon Gate, no one can leave here alive.
However, everyone who understands understands.
It's as if the righteous path sect must have been built in the blessed land of the immortal family, as if you can become an immortal immediately after smelling the immortal qi there.
Then an evil organization like the Demon Gate must be established at the dividing point between hell and the human world, one side of hell and the other side of the world.
There is a raging ghost fire burning here, full of evil and murderous energy, and countless resentful spirits wailing in the sky, making people not talk about it, but they can't help but get goosebumps when they hear it.
However, the actual headquarters of the Demon Gate is a city, the Demon Emperor City.
It is located on the Qin-Zhao dividing line, the longest mountain range in the world - Kunlun.
Demon Emperor City is the first Lord of the Demon Gate, and it is also the only city built by the Demon Emperor in the history of the Demon Gate.
After his death, the Demon Gate split into the Eight Veins Inheritance, which has been passed down to the present day.
After the death of the Demon Emperor, the Demon Emperor City continued to increase, and until today, it is a small city covering an area of 120,000 acres and a permanent population of 80,000.
However, most of these 80,000 people are just ordinary people.
But no one knows if the old man who slept on the street was the retired Demon Venerable who was a powerful demon, and he didn't know if the butcher with a butcher's knife and a meaty face was the Demon Gate Protector who carried out a side business......
One thing that is not wrong in the rumors of the rivers and lakes is that there are really many reclusive demons hidden here.
It's just that they have long passed the age of fighting and killing, and they are recuperating in their old age in Demon Emperor City, and no one dares to come here to seek revenge.
Therefore, many sects know that the headquarters of the Demon Gate is here, but there is not a single hero who dares to find the door to eliminate the Demon Guardian.
Of course, it may also come.
It's just that on the way up the mountain, it became a pile of dry bones on the side of the road.
If any person can hit the headquarters, the Demon Gate has not existed for so many years, and it is necessary to suppress the world's martial arts.
The most recent one to hit the Demon Emperor City was a few decades ago, the battle between the former head of the Dugu family of the Mad Demon Family and the Sacred Heart Demon Lord.
The results are well known.
The head of the Dugu family returned seriously injured and died, and the son in the mouth of the head of the Dugu family has also become the current Sacred Heart Demon Lord.
Qiye was dressed in a black robe, with black hair smooth and ironed, hanging down behind him, and only tied up with an emerald green butterfly hairpin, which made the deep world suddenly a little brighter.
There is also a black gilt cloak behind him, with a blower function, and he walked into the inner city of the Demon Emperor City with a menacing attitude.
If the Demon Emperor City is the essence of the Demon Gate, then the inner city is the essence of the Demon Emperor City.
Nine out of ten masters in the Demon Gate will buy a house in the inner city.
First of all, don't hold back, but this tone must be high.
Seven Nights is no exception.
As the first Holy Son of the Eight Veins, he occupied the mansion of the Holy Lord of Mending Heaven in the inner city, and told everyone with practical actions who was the one who was talking about the current Mending Heaven First Vein.
In addition to being in front of Jiang Ping, Qiye has always been domineering and never polite.
Behind him, there was a disciple of Mending Heaven on the left and right, all of them were dressed in black and black robes, carrying a sword at their waists, with a cold face, walking and walking, sassy and neat, and the two of them could be called martial arts talents if they carried one out casually.
But behind Nanaya, they were just two small retinues.
Because Seven Nights is destined to overshadow everyone.
Otherwise, the Innocent Demon Venerable in his previous life was obviously very handsome, Jiang Ping can now eat soft rice and hard food, and this face was a great contribution at first.
But staying by Qiye's side, the Evil Demon Venerable was turned into a passerby in seconds, and became a dispensable background board.
In front of a mansion that looks quite historical.
Qiye stopped and glanced up at the name of the mansion - the Imperial Temple.
"Knock on the drum, and this seat will convene the eight-vein meeting. ”
Qiye commanded, and in the process of the gatekeeper's hesitation to stop or not, he walked directly in.
Knock knock knock!!
The dull Tongyu drum sounded, and the sound spread throughout the entire Demon Emperor City.
It is said that the Tongyou Drum is made of the human skin of the first Demon Emperor, and it has the wonderful effect of restraining all the exercises of the Demon Gate.
After all, divine soldiers have spirits, and they can only be used if they choose the master.
But this dark drum can be sounded by anyone as long as they are qualified.
But it's just a ring.
This thing is one of the symbols of the Demon Gate, and it has always been enshrined in the Emperor's Temple, and only the Lord of the Eight Veins is qualified to ring.
Whoever dares to take it out to play is not respecting the ancestral system, and the death should not be too ugly.
So the drum is strong, but it has been falling here to eat ashes.
However, every time it rings, there must be something big happening that affects the entire demon gate.
Qiye is now just a holy son, and ringing it has already violated the rules a little.
But in the Demon Gate, the fist is the largest.
......
In the Demon Emperor City.
On a street that looked like it hadn't been repaired for more than ten years, and even the road was potholed, a white-bearded old man who seemed to be in his last years sat on the threshold of his house, shaking a fan full of cracks, and muttered:
"Who's beating the drum? This isn't what the old man is doing. ”
As he spoke, he stood up slowly, bowed his waist, held his hands behind his back, and grabbed the pu fan, looking like he was in his twilight years.
But when he stepped out, he reached the end of the street.
One more step, and he has completely disappeared.
His name is You Jiuling, and he is also a contemporary demon gate temple keeper who is responsible for taking care of the Tongyou Drum.
As soon as the drum sounded, he had to make a guest appearance.
"Trouble Yo ......"
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Demon Emperor City, a mansion in the outer city.
The Heavenly Replenishing Holy Lord was playing chess with Elder Liu Weiming, when he suddenly heard the sound of the drum, but he smiled leisurely:
"Looks like someone can't sit still. ”
Liu Weiming dropped a sunspot and sighed:
"I'm afraid the Holy Lord will be disappointed, someone came to report just now, and he came back in the seventh night. ”
"He's the one who beats the drum?"
The Holy Lord of Mending Heaven held the white son, and his confident face couldn't help but stagnate:
"How could he be so anxious?"
As he spoke, without Liu Weiming speaking, he muttered to himself:
"He is a smart boy, and now he is initially in charge of the power of mending the sky, it is the time for Taoguang to raise obscurity, and he should not be so impulsive.
He's been doing well before, what made him change his mind?"
"Brother Weiming, what did he do when he went out this time?"
Liu Weiming shook his head and said with a wry smile:
"Now in the seventh night, he is refining the Heavenly Sword, his skills are unfathomable, and he is a person who has deep thoughts, and no one can figure it out.
In the past, I could still let people follow him, but now that I dare to do this, the little affection I have with him is gone.
I'm still counting on this to support my retirement.
And Qiye is obsessed with drawing a sword and cutting the sky, and his emotions have long been different from ordinary people.
How dare I tempt him?
However, Holy Lord, did you deliberately lose to him last time?"
The face of the Heavenly Replenishing Holy Lord froze again, touched his chest, and said with some embarrassment:
"Do you think I'm going to give my life to pave the way for him? He's not my son, even if it's my son, I'm not going to do it. ”
The thought of the sword as bright as the morning star was an inch away from his heart.
As long as he stepped forward lightly, he would probably become the first cool Holy Lord in the eight veins.
And the Heavenly Replenishing Holy Lord still hasn't figured it out.
How the hell did this guy practice, how could he be so strong?
Among the demon gates, he felt that except for the reclusive old ancestor, there was probably no one who dared to be confident that he could win the seven nights.
That sword was terrible.
Draw your sword and slash the sky!
Draw the sword in front and cut the sky behind, this is a real sword against the sky.
In addition to the shortcomings that are too unsolvable, its power is also unsolvable.
It's just that practicing this trick is doomed to a short and brilliant life.
Maybe that's why he's so anxious.
The Heavenly Replenishment Holy Lord stood up.
"Holy Lord, you?"
Liu Weiming asked.
"I, the Holy Lord, have not officially abdicated, and the drums are sounding, so I can not be present.
And if it really rings in the night, I'll have to help him one last time. ”
The Heavenly Mending Holy Lord smiled bitterly and said:
"If you want to blame it, blame you for bringing back such a demon to us in the first place, I thought he would become the hope and future of our mending heaven line.