Chapter 295: The Tip of the Gun, the Dry Bones, and the Woman in Red

In front of the gate of the "Divine Palace", the masters of the Yuan Dan of each sect could not let go for a long time.

It's like a guy that everyone doesn't value much and has to be killed, and suddenly gets what everyone dreams of, which is not only envy, jealousy and hatred, but also an indescribable loss and hatred.

Especially Zhou Zhanyi and Situ Nanfei, a group of people, they rushed to the door of the "Divine Palace" as soon as possible, and the seven of them joined forces and tried all means to try to open the "Divine Palace", but they couldn't ask for it, but Hengxian went in alone, which even gave them an illusion that Hengxian had picked their "fruit".

Jiang Wuya's big knife stabbed heavily at the hard white jade ground, chiseling out a shallow trace: "This bastard is very good at picking peaches, and the spirit mushroom I worked hard to find in the bitter city last time was intercepted by him halfway."

This Divine Palace is forbidden, it must be me and the other seven people who opened most of it, and he happened to do it!"

Situ Nanfei took a deep breath and looked gloomy.

Ling Lingxiao frowned and looked at the gate of the Divine Palace and the two dry bones that were already exuding bursts of coercion, and suddenly felt that he was being used by Hengxian, and he and the seven people in front of him blasted the gate ban open half, and he used the "silver brand" to open the door?

If so, this person can be punished!

"The Bitter City Lotus Forbidden Passage, it may not be only forty breaths left, after more than four hundred of us entered, forty breaths have already passed, how did Hengxian get in?" Marlboro narrowed his small eyes and said in an urn breath.

Shen Kai straightened out his snow-white robe: "Without him, we were deceived by this kid!"

As soon as the words fell, there was silence all around, and everyone's faces were not very good-looking.

Even Lin Shuyu, Ji Yingyue and others wanted to help say a few words, but at this time, in the face of the sour crowd, they really didn't know how to speak!

He Bizhi said lightly: "If you want me to say, he will come out sooner or later, even if he gets the opportunity, it is impossible to digest it immediately......"

I didn't say the next words, but the meaning was self-evident!

Intercept and kill Hengxian!

Everyone looked at each other meaningfully, and then no longer hesitated, and left separately, opening the nearby palace to speak.

Soon only Lin Shuyu and Ji Yingyue were left in the same place.

Ji Yingyue looked at the gate of the Eye Palace, and then looked at Lin Shuyu, with a somewhat strange expression: "Why don't you leave?"

Lin Shuyu frowned slightly: "The plans of the Daoist friends of the sects are very clear, and it is inconvenient to interject just now, I owe Senior Brother Heng two lives, and I don't know how to repay them!"

Ji Yingyue was curious: "Which two lives?"

Lin Shuyu was silent, she was not a person who liked to express her emotions, but she remembered some things very clearly, once in the capital of Sang Kingdom, once in the river of blood.

"Which two lives?" Ji Yingyue asked again.

Lin Shuyu didn't seem to feel the need to explain to her, so she ignored it and turned to leave.

"No manners!"

Ji Yingyue waved her sleeves, continued to look at the gate of the Divine Palace, thought about it, and also turned to leave.

......

"Click, click......"

In the main hall of the Divine Palace, Hengxian walked forward step by step, although his footsteps were very slight, they still clearly echoed in the empty hall.

The main hall is very large, there are dozens of zhang high, the ceiling is the brightly colored fairy night banquet picture, the surrounding hall wall is the relief of the immortal with light gold, and more than a dozen cloud pillars are from the temple door to the depths of the passage.

The surroundings were hazy with smoke and curtains, and the light was dead and dim.

Walking in it alone, I can't help but feel some palpitations and melancholy.

Just like that, I walked all the way to the middle position, and the front passage was blocked by a behemoth.

The "behemoth" seems to be a lump of gold and iron, too big to see the whole picture.

Hengxian took a few steps back and found that it was a huge spear head tempered by cold gold, and when he got a little closer, he felt cold all over his body and his head was dizzy.

He couldn't help but think of the handle of the gun on the main hall of the Divine Palace, this should be the head of the gun.

Subconsciously looked at the tip of the spear, and saw that the tip of the spear was deeply poked into the white jade stone ground, a dry bone wearing a gilded dragon robe, half of its body was fixed by the tip of the spear, and half of it was exposed.

Judging from the hideous posture of the dry bones, it must have been extremely miserable when he died.

There are still a few words next to the dry bones.

Hengxian endured the terrifying coldness and coercion of the tip of the gun, and quietly approached, only to see that the words were: "The sky is dead......

The font is sloppy and apparently written in a hurry.

Hengxian couldn't help but think of the words of a rebel leader in his previous life, "The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should be ......"

Of course, the dry bone in front of him could not have been written in rebellion, these four words are more like some kind of ...... How did you feel before you died?

The sky is dead?

Hengxian looked at it carefully for a long time, and felt that it was really worthless, so he had to take a few steps back, bypass the gun head, and continue to walk inside.

I didn't go far, and through the layers of fog, the front suddenly came to an end.

I saw that the deepest part was a dragon chair!

That's right, it's similar to what the emperor did in my impression, or even more magnificent.

But, no!

It's just a dragon chair, and nothing else!

"Uh......"

Hengxian froze in place.

In the end, is the biggest opportunity to take a day trip to the main hall of the shrine?

This is too far from the imaginary bunch of divine weapons or various inheritances.

He hurriedly walked a few steps, reached the foot of the dragon chair steps, looked left and right, and walked around again, sure and sure, there was nothing.

Immediately open the "Xuanhuang Tiangua": "What about chance?"

The hexagram shows: [Yes, or no!]

Hengxian was stunned again, this was the first time that Tiangua had given such an ambiguous answer.

Yes or no?

What kind of nonsense is this?

After a long silence, he couldn't help but turn around and walk to the tip of the gun, looked down at the dry bones, and said, "Hello?"

The dry bones are silent, and there is not even a deterrent effect at the gate.

"Have you played eighteen p?" asked Heng Xian boredly.

The dry bones are still silent.

Hengxian rubbed his eyebrows, there was a kind of lottery winning the first prize in his heart, and he was ready to spend it, but when he went to redeem it, he was told that the lottery ticket was invalid and frustrating.

Just as he was about to get up, he found that his dry fingers were curled, and his index finger was pointing in one direction, as if he was pointing the way.

He subconsciously looked at the place where his finger was pointing, and he was suddenly creepy.

I saw a red figure, sitting cross-legged at the foot of the dragon chair steps, with his back to this side, and his long black hair was scattered to the ground.

Hengxian swore that when he first came over there, there was definitely no such person.

For a while, I didn't know what to do.

He didn't even know what kind of existence this woman in red was.

"You're here?"

The woman in red sat still, and suddenly spoke, her voice ethereal, as if she was from another world, but her tone seemed to be talking to an old acquaintance.

Hengxian was silent for a moment and replied, "It's here!"

"It's been 20,000 years, and you're finally willing to come back!" the woman in red sighed softly.

20,000 years?

Mistaken person?

Hengxian hesitated: "I am twenty years old this year, to be exact, twenty years and three months, how far away is it from 20,000 years?"

The woman in red said in a somewhat stiff tone: "You have been reincarnated?"