Although Emperor Xuan has no expression, the surprise in his heart is far better than that of Qi Bo, as the bloodline left by the Great Sun True Monarch, his father is also the Emperor of the Venerable Realm who is a man of his word, tens of thousands of miles of land, as a royal bloodline, he can know far more secrets from the family than the old man behind him, not to mention the discovery when he just entered the Yellow Sand Realm, and now several huge armor soldiers surprised him.

The ancient demon clan is booming, and the demon ancestor Black Phoenix is fighting the Buddha and the Nine Heavens, and the latter is mysterious. Emperor Xuan can know such a sentence, but the rich connotation contained in this sentence is enough to make people who don't know the truth have too many doubts.

Why did the Demon Ancestor Black Phoenix suddenly start a war, and why was it suppressed by the other two great sect ancestor-level powers, and what role did the remaining last Demon Ancestor play in it, when and why did the Ancient Demon Clan have a connection with the same group of ancient cultivators, and did they have a connection with the large number of top cultivation techniques?

Because of the suppression of the divine soul by the strange illusion, Emperor Xuan resisted the move of probing the three giants with his supernatural powers, and now the other party did not show hostility, but if the other party was unhappy by his probing actions, he would have to do the last one, and Emperor Xuan had no confidence in this, even if he added Qi Bo.

In Emperor Xu's eyes, this ten-zhang armor with a long knife is definitely not a demon beast without intelligence that can be seen now, on the contrary, it is the same as the image of the puppet master among the legendary ancient monks, coupled with the strange shape of the armor, all of this makes Emperor Xuan feel unfathomable and profound.

"In the lower emperor Xu, the Great Rifu people's clan, next to this is my elder, Qi Bo. Emperor Xuan was silent for a moment and smiled.

Qi Bo nodded slightly on the side, he was still a little puzzled at the beginning of the emperor's undisguised self-report as soon as he came up, but he immediately understood that in this kind of strange place, anything could happen, and the person in front of him might not be a person from the netherworld, but a person who entered this place with them.

At this time, the act of covering up your identity is undoubtedly stupid, that is, you have to clearly show yourself and the strength behind it, even if others want to do it, you have to weigh the consequences, reduce the unnecessary, if you want to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, it has to be a game that can only be played when your own strength is in a great advantage, otherwise it is very likely to be regarded as a real pig, and then swarm up and swallow until there is not a single bone left.

Ishikawa, who was hidden in the body of the huge armor, was not a little surprised, this person's surname was Emperor, and he was a monk from the Great Sun Mansion, so eight out of ten he was the descendant of the Venerable Realm Emperor Hu who had heard of him for a long time, and it was very likely that he was the brother of Emperor Ying who brought him here.

"This is very interesting, a ghost actually made two groups of people come to the royal family of the emperor, and it seems that the two of them don't know each other, they don't belong to each other, interesting, very interesting. ”

Although he was surprised in his heart, Ishikawa didn't show it in the slightest, although now he didn't want to continue to face a monk like Dixu, but the matter had come to this, he even gritted his teeth and continued to hold on.

"The little brother cultivated to be extraordinary at a young age, he is really a young talent, and he is worthy of the bloodline of the Great Ri Zhenjun. Ishikawa's voice was low, inexplicably a little more ancient and vicissitudes.

Ishikawa's heart is weak, and Emperor Xuan is actually uneasy, he doesn't know that the guy in front of him who can't see the details is actually a parallel commodity who has been suppressed to the extreme, but treats him as an old monster who doesn't know how many years he has lived, and he behaves quite humbly.

"The seniors laughed, and the juniors are just beginners, and they are still far from the word talent. Emperor Xuan bowed his hand and saluted.

A small bag bulged from the fine sand on the ground, first a table and three stools, and then a vivid scribe in a long shirt slowly formed, stretched out his hand and pointed to the stool and said to the emperor: "I don't deserve the title of senior, please sit down." ”

As Emperor Xu and Qi Bo sat down, Ishikawa controlled three huge sand statues sitting cross-legged behind the caftan scribe, and the long sword was motionless in front of his knees, as if suddenly it had become three stone sculptures.

Ishikawa was actually so tired at the moment that he couldn't fall asleep, but he didn't dare to show the slightest flaw, so he had to hold on, he looked at Emperor Xuan and the old man in gray sitting stupidly, and suddenly felt something shortcoming, and after thinking about it for a while, he understood, how could he sit and talk about how he could have no wine and no tea, but in this dusty wilderness, how could he conjure up a pot of wine?

As soon as this thought popped into his mind, Ishikawa was stunned to see the yellow sand everywhere little by little, and then it was replaced by the beautiful scenery of flowers and green grass, leaving only the round table, the small stool, and the three big and one small four sand figures still stubbornly lined with a little earthy yellow in a field of purple and red.

Then something even more surprising happened to Ishikawa, when the scribe in the cheongsam, who was under his control, suddenly cut off contact with him, and took out two jars of wine from under the robe and placed them on the table.

"How can you sit and talk without wine?" the two of you, please ......," the scribe smiled slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the three wine glasses were already in place, and the wine glasses were already filled with wine at some point.

Although the surroundings were full of birds and flowers, Di Xuan only felt a chill rushing up from the soles of his feet, and his whole body was like falling into an ice cellar.

The movements of the scribe in the cheongsam were like flowing water, indescribably natural, but it was extremely unnatural for Emperor Xu, he seemed to see every movement of the scribe in the cheongsam on the other side, but when he thought about it carefully, he didn't see any movement at all, this feeling was like, like the person on the other side wanted him to see something, so he saw something.

The dark black flame in the depths of Ishikawa's eyes became silent again, and he watched a series of actions of the scribe in the long shirt carrying the pot, raising the glass, and persuading the wine from beginning to end, and gave rise to the strange feeling that this person was toasting here, but not here.

In other words, you think that he is here, he is here, and you think that if he is not here, he is not here, which is the opposite of the feeling that Emperor Xuan produces.

"What the hell is he, where the hell is he?" Ishikawa frowned, just in time to meet the smiling gaze of the scribe in the long robe.

Ishikawa's eyes were black and fierce, to the point where he could feel the burning pain in his eyes, and it was at this moment that he really figured out what kind of thing was mixed into his soul.

The black flame swelled instantly, and then gradually faded away as if it was sealed, and the long-robed scribe turned around with a smile and continued to face the two of them.

"Drink this wine to your heart's content, both of you. ”！