Sitting at the bottom of the holy mountain in a daze, the green fire on the snowy ground looked at the black-robed lotus-clothed human who was smiling at him in disbelief.

He waved his hand again and again, threw the nine keys to the ground, and his voice grunted out of his throat, and with horror, he said, "I don't want it...... This key is for you ......."

Yi Xiao sighed, raised her eyebrows and said, "What about the exit? Being beaten like this by me, don't you want to take revenge at all?"

The blue-robed man with blood on his face shook his head desperately.

His Royal Highness picked up the nine keys and gently stuffed them into Qinghuo's hand, he bolted the key of the last "Jianmu Great Sage" to Qinghuo's neck, and said softly: "Well, the creation is all in your hands, and the ten keys are all gathered...... There will be qualitative changes. ”

"If I refine the tenth key...... Qinghuo's voice trembled, "You...... You're not going to kill me?"

He raised his head and saw the young man squatting in front of him, shook his head, and said with a bright smile: "How come? I promise not to do it until you finish refining." ”

Qinghuo's heart trembled for no reason.

What is this called?

I promise not to do it until you're done refining......

Is this man crazy? Could it be that he really wants to wait for himself to refine the Ten Keys?

Qinghuo looked at the lotus-clothed figure that stood up in front of him, put his hands behind his back, and turned his back to him, and heard the young man's voice: "Give you ten breaths of time to think about it...... If you don't refine, I'll beat you to death, and then find other demons. ”

When Qinghuo heard this, his heart seemed to be smashed by a heavy hammer, he gritted his teeth and clenched the reverse cross hanging in front of his neck, and ripped off the relics of the Great Sage of Jianmu, and the cyan flames in his palm burst out suddenly, slowly wrapping the key, and finally refining it into a gentle cyan aura.

Refining keys is not a short process.

It took a full month for the first key of Qinghuo to refine, and the further it went, the faster the refining speed became, but no matter how fast it was, it would take several hours.

The pattern of the reverse cross was imprinted on the palm of the green fire, the key of the Great Sage of Jianmu had melted into the air, and the same was true of the other nine keys, the temperature on the heavy snow began to rise, with the green fire sitting on the ground as the center, the snow rose in a curling air, and the hot mist was filled.

Qinghuo's swollen cheeks began to slowly recover, and he sat at the foot of the snowy mountain, his face becoming more and more blurred under the mist, and his face was solemn, bewitching and sacred.

The creation of this fire demon is not not powerful, many opportunities are stacked together, he has collected ten keys, and his bloodline has instantly stepped into the realm of Great Perfection that is difficult for the predecessors of the demon clan to reach.

Yi Xiao, who was standing in front of Qinghuo, turned around, narrowed his eyes, and sighed softly, looking at this fire demon, outside the two of them, the continuous overflowing snow gas wrapped in a radius of ten zhang, like a huge block of ice, standing on the fire frame, and boiling instantly after melting.

His Royal Highness didn't reach out to touch the ten swirling demon aura.

He came to the Western Regions to find out the mystery of immortality left by the Maharaja.

The Maharaja was the closest man to immortality in that era.

If you collect all ten keys, you can get immortality, every chess palace master in the Western Regions has the ability to collect all the keys, and Gu Shengcheng, an ambitious person with great intentions, is meticulous, and it is impossible to miss such a great opportunity.

Boiling ten reverse cross breaths, each ...... They are all the purest spiritual power of the demon clan.

When the spirit of the ten demon clan great sages is liberated from the key of the reverse cross, it can be used as a common carrier...... It can no longer be a human being with poor soul power.

That's why, for so many years, every key, there is only one owner.

This demon named "Green Fire" was born from the blood pool at the bottom of the eight-foot mountain, and after countless years of washing, its body is nothing more than a wisp of flame, and it is also the chaotic and hazy consciousness of the demon race.

It can withstand the spirit of the Ten Keys, because it is a natural carrier.

In order to withstand the spiritual power of two or more Reverse Cross Keys, the host must have sufficient spiritual power.

And at the same time bear ten handles...... It's almost impossible for anyone in this world to be able to do that.

These ten keys are the key to unlocking the Maharaja's Cave Mansion, and they are also the core of unraveling the mystery of the Maharaja's immortality......

This contains the reverse cross of the spiritual power of the ten great sages of the demon clan, and each power is too powerful.

Therefore, there should not be a situation in this world where one person can open the Dajun Cave Mansion.

But a demon like "Qinghuo" was born.

Yi Xiao looked at the top of Qinghuo's head, and the ten auras were already entangled, almost unified.

If you collect all the ten keys and can't be integrated, I'm afraid you won't be able to open the Maharaja's cave.

With the cultivation of the tenth realm of his soul power, it would never be a problem to fuse the two reverse crosses.

If you continue, if you want to fuse the third key, there shouldn't be too much obstacle.

But swallow all ten of them......

Ask yourself, Yi Xiao has no bottom in her heart.

......

......

His Royal Highness stood under the heavy snow and waited for two full hours.

He didn't find it boring, these ten great sage breaths that were swirled together, each of them contained deep meanings, the green dragon, the white tiger, the vermilion bird, the Xuanwu, the fighting great ape, the dragon bird, and the Jianmu...... Every great sage of the demon clan has reached the ultimate in a certain field.

There are no perfect people in this world.

There is no perfect demon either.

But if you put the ten demons together, maybe ...... Can the so-called perfection be born?

The sky exploded with a thud.

The thunder fell, and under the snowy mountain, the green robe swayed, and all the fog was swept away in an instant.

A pair of blue eyes opened.

Yi Xiao's pupils shrank, and a huge fist shadow broke through the sound barrier and smashed sideways-

The speed of this punch was much faster and more powerful than before.

His little highness, who was holding his cheeks with his palms folded with his hands, was hit by a punch, and his whole body froze suddenly, and then the green robe laughed, and the whip leg popped out with a slam blow.

"Boom!"

A loud bang exploded under the Holy Mountain.

Qinghuo in the green robe maintained a posture of standing on one leg with his whip leg hanging in the air, and he squinted his eyes and looked into the distance.

In the heavy snow, the lotus clothes flew out upside down, hunting in black robes, two waves of heavy snow trembled, Yi Xiao was like an arrow from the bow, with his back to the earth, the hands that were on his cheeks withdrew one, and he pressed his palms against his waist and abdomen, which was able to block the extremely heavy whip legs, and the palm of the other hand was red, and his cheeks were a little sore, he turned over and grabbed the ground with both hands.

The snow swept away.

In the snow and mist, Qinghuo clicked and twisted his neck.

He supported his elbows with both hands, interlaced his fingers, and the bone joints began to make a slight sound, and the bones of the whole body seemed to be dozens of times lighter, and the previous decadence was swept away, and the smile was sunny.

"Absorbed ten keys...... It's a wonderful feeling. ”

The green robe draped by the green fire on his body turned into a void flame again.

All the pores of his body were jumping, and his blood was resonating with the bloodline of the ancient great sage of the highest demon clan in the Western Regions, and all the meridians, veins, bones and skin, were all in a slight and frequent rhythm.

"I want ...... Praise to the Maharaja. Qinghuo closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and said with a deep face: "The Great King is the god of the Western Regions, and he actually created these ten reverse crosses...... He's a true genius!"

Qinghuo didn't look at the figure in the snow and mist.

The strongest cultivator of the human race today is the Great Grandmaster realm.

The green fire before devouring the ten keys, fearing the existence of the top combat power of the human race, the five demons, the master of the Holy Land...... For him, these are unattainable figures, and in terms of combat power, he is very self-aware that he thinks that he should bow his head.

And after devouring ten keys.

This is a real qualitative change.

In his heart, he no longer fears those five demons, the master of the Holy Land...... There is even an invincible domineering.

There are many elaborations on the Western Regions Immortal Law, and these ten "reverse crosses" are just one of the subtle embodiments.

The real qualitative change is still in the Maharaja's cave.

Qinghuo had sensed the summons of the underworld.

He looked at the snow mist that spread in the distance, and the human who allowed himself to devour the ten keys whispered, "Thank you...... It gave me the opportunity to 'transform'...... You're right, if I refine the last key, I'll be invincible in the world. ”

Qinghuo smiled, "This is a great kindness...... I'm going to repay you!"

He raised his hands, and the breath of the ten keys began to flow and roll in his body.

All the snow-capped mountains in the Western Regions began to tremble slightly.

Such as welcoming the return of the Maharaja.

The old man Bai in the distance was shocked and didn't dare to look up.

The black-robed demon on the top of the mountain suddenly shrank his pupils, and he had an urge to kowtow and worship.

All the demon spirits in the Western Regions, no matter how high or low, are no longer peaceful in the sea of souls.

Qinghuo raised his arms, enjoying the pleasure.

His soul sea began to riot.

The next moment-

A black line flashed through the snow mist.

Cyan flames and blood spurted out, and Qinghuo watched in great astonishment as one of his raised arms was slashed by this black line, and then turned into a fleeting stream of fire.

Then came the second unreasonable black line that swept over the snowfield.

Together with the holy mountain behind him, it was cut by these two black lines.

The black line swept back.

Heavy snow was falling.

The little highness who was in tattered lotus clothes and even a little embarrassed stood on the snow, maintaining the movement of pointing with one finger.

The snow was vast, and his figure seemed blurred, like a mirror image, and the black line fluctuated and then shrunk back into his sleeve.

Qinghuo's two arms were cut off like this.

His pupils widened.

The heart was beating and the sound was extremely intense.

This man ...... It's a sword cultivator, or a sword immortal!

No, wait......

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that there was a riot in his soul sea, and he actually had an urge to worship the figure in front of him.

Thousands of demons in the Western Regions.

Especially Qinghuo.

They all heard the words that smashed the sea of souls.

It's like an edict.

High.

"Kneel!"