Han Chengwang was lying not far away, his hands and feet spread apart, and he was lying weakly on the ground. It was almost the location of the dantian, and the blood was gurgling, staining the ground under him red.

He was still laughing, his voice growing hoarse, and finally a faint sob. The quasi-saint son of Taixuanmen, the young Tianjiao, and the dignified monk of the Middle Realm, became a wasted person. Although he was not dead, he was more uncomfortable than death.

A gust of wind blew, and the leaves that blew off covered his eyes......

......

Ye Hongfeng knelt down on the mountain road, his Jindan Fake Pill was almost shattered, and his realm no longer soared.

Feng Ran had already come to his side, and after roughly sensing his injury, her expression turned cold, and the wind swept up to form a wind blade beside her, and she walked towards Han Chengwang, as if she was ...... I'm going to tear him to pieces!

"Forget it. Ye Hongfeng took her hand and pulled her back to his side.

Han Chengwang is still a person from Taixuanmen after all, and if he can, he doesn't want anyone to be involved in this matter.

"Little wood!" Feng Ran shouted anxiously with red eyes.

"I'm fine. Ye Hongfeng shook his head and smiled reluctantly.

"Brother Ye, your Jindan ......"

"Don't get in the way, didn't you say it, break and stand up. I never had the courage to take that step, and now that it's broken, I might be able to get married. ”

"Take care. Nangong Wen stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and then faced the people below the mountain, standing motionless beside him.

Nangong Wen was already ashamed in his heart, if he hadn't listened to Liu Cheng'er's words and invited Ye Hongfeng to this place, he would not have ended up in such a situation. Therefore, unless Nangong Wen died, no one would want to take advantage of this gap to hurt Ye Hongfeng at all.

Shao Ji had already woken up, slumped in place, his eyes glazed, and there was no extra movement for a long time.

After another moment, he got up, bent over, and walked down the hill step by step. He is no longer a Shake Light Holy Son, and now he is the same as Han Chengwang, but he is a waster.

The monks on the mountain path silently watched the scene on the Thousand Swords Peak, and none of them made a sound, so they watched in silence.

The day and night of the secret realm are different from the outside world, the night is very long, and the day is the same.

By dusk, the monks had dispersed, the exit of the secret realm had been opened, and they dragged their tired bodies out of the secret realm one after another.

On the Thousand Swords Peak, except for Ye Hongfeng, who stabilized his injuries cross-legged, the only people left were Feng Ranran, Su Shili, Qiu Di, Wudao and Nangong Wen.

Ye Hongfeng slowly relaxed his body, and his spiritual power returned to the Fake Pill after a few weeks of operation. His False Pill has spiritual power escaping all the time, if it weren't for his huge sea of qi, he might be a dead man at this time.

"Sorry to keep you waiting so long. Ye Hongfeng smiled bitterly, the cracks on his fake pill still had no way to heal.

According to what Li Zhongjing said, the pill lasts for a maximum of one hour, and after the effect of the medicine has passed, there will be a period of detachment. He was originally worried about what would happen if he lost his strength, but who knew that he was now in between, neither knotting nor building a foundation, and he didn't know whether he was lucky or unlucky.

"Let's go. Feng Ran lifted him up and was about to go down the mountain.

The last rays of light in the sky dissipated, and the Thousand Swords Peak was still bright, as if it were day.

Everyone turned back and looked at the cliff beyond the top of the mountain, and saw a palace hanging on the edge of the cliff, which was grand and luxurious, far superior to the other four pavilions.

"There is a Hall of Heroic Souls in the secret realm that no one has ever seen before, and it turns out to be true. Wudao sighed with emotion, and his eyes were full of longing.

"Little wood, can you?" Feng Ran asked with concern, if Ye Hongfeng could still hold on, it would not be impossible to explore this palace.

It's just that when she turned her head, she met his eyes. Ye Hongfeng stared straight at the palace, like staring at a gold mine.

Sure enough, this guy's money obsession has become an instinct.

Several people came to the top of the Thousand Swords Peak and walked towards the palace along the jade bridge extending from the Hall of Heroic Souls.

There are countless stone statues in the palace, and the face of each stone statue is lifelike. They are either holding giant swords, or holding a large tripod in their palms, or they are bare-handed but not angry......

Each stone statue has its own posture, and the only constant is the awe-inspiring temperament that emanates from them. They are the founding fathers of the Xuanyuan Divine Kingdom, the great power of monks a thousand years ago.

Several people were amazed, their mouths opened so wide that they couldn't close them for a long time.

"It is rumored that when the Li family established the secret realm, they called on the families of the world's sects to store part of the inheritance in the secret realm. Although the treasures you saw in the four pavilions in the southeast, northwest, and northwest were good, I am afraid that they were not as precious as one-ten-thousandth of the treasure in the Heroic Soul Palace. Wudao rubbed his hands and said.

"If you want to say that what is really precious is the inheritance and the secrets of thousands of years ago, these things are not known to the outside world. Nangong asked and added, looking around. For some reason, those thunderbolts could penetrate the palace and appear above him out of thin air, without stopping for a moment.

"Boom ......"

The gate of the palace slammed shut, and the Hall of Heroic Souls disappeared from the top of the Thousand Swords Peak, as if it had never appeared.

Inside the hall, the Hall of Heroic Souls was not dark due to the closure of the temple door, but was extremely bright. Only then did they discover that inside the huge palace, the walls on all sides were inlaid with large and small night pearls.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of everyone, the figure was the appearance of an old man, with white hair and long beard, and a kind smile.

"You are the Tianjiao of the Kingdom of God in recent years, right? Yes, yes. The old man said to himself.

"I don't know what the predecessor is......" Feng Ran asked softly, a little vigilant in his words.

"The old man is the second god general of the founding of the country, and he is known as the double pride of the kingdom of God together with Senior Brother Ouyang. The old man stroked his long beard and looked proud, as if he was waiting for the juniors to start praising him.

"Ouyang, don't you be the dead old man, right?" Su Shili said suspiciously, his voice subdued, and his tone contained surprise and mockery.

The old man's hand paused slightly, coughed and said, "Junior, Hugh is rude." You come with me, and the rest can choose to pass it on. ”

The old man said that he mentioned Su Shili and walked to the corner of the palace, and he couldn't resist anything.

Everyone was a little helpless and began to look for a inheritance that fit with them.

......

In the woods in the south of the secret realm, Shao Ji walked slowly, like a walking corpse.

Liu Cheng'er came out of nowhere, and she walked towards Shao Ji until she got close to him.

"The son of Shaoguang has paid too much for the slave family, and the slave family is a little distressed. ”

"Really...... Orange, with your words, it's all worth it. Shao Ji's eyes regained their brightness, and his gaze at Liu Cheng'er became more and more hot.

Suddenly, he hugged her hard, sniffing greedily at her fragrance. Liu Cheng'er cooperated and moaned a few times, but did not resist, and let him hold herself.

"Orange, you know, you know what I mean for you. Shao Ji said vaguely.

"Yes, the slave knows. Liu Cheng'er's voice was slightly crisp, and she whispered in his ear, "But the slave family has always had a problem, and I hope the son can tell me." ”

"Orange, you say, as long as I know I'll tell you everything. ”

Liu Cheng'er "giggled", she half-faded the shirt on her shoulder, and Shao Ji put it up and kissed it.

"Childe, if you die, it will be fun, right?"