Yuan Nan is a rather ugly middle-aged man, with a long nose and a long face, slender eyes, and a long black scar on his right cheek that is twisted like a snake, and his facial features are slightly out of shape, but his posture is long, tall and powerful, which can be regarded as a special majesty.

Although he is in a high position, he still has some impressions of the rising stars of the polar realm in recent years. He glanced at Song Yuanyi and also received an affirmative response.

Song Yuanyi's position in the palace gate was stabilized by Yuan Nan, and he naturally had to be careful when he spoke and acted, he looked at Yuan Nan's face, and after confirming Yang Zhao's identity, he cautiously added: "Recently, our palace has been acting in a high-profile manner, attracting a lot of idlers, this ghost may be one of them......"

Yuan Yan nodded slightly, he also heard it, the meaning of Song Yuan's words was that he didn't want to grudge with this figure who has been in the ascendancy recently.

But he has always been conceited, and he doesn't attach importance to this, he looked up to the sky and smiled, his voice ignored the distance of hundreds of zhang, and sounded in Yang Zhao's ears: "It turned out to be the rising star of the Phantom Palace." Great, give me an explanation. What did you come to this polar forest for?"

This is by no means polite, but it is very much in line with Yuan Yan's identity. In terms of seniority, he is Yang Zhao's uncle and uncle, the head of the Hades Palace and the head of the Phantom Palace, I don't know how many grievances and frictions there have been for thousands of years, if he asks politely, it will be strange and strange.

Yang Zhao in the sky also understood this truth, and smiled when he heard this: "Track down an opponent, just passing by, sorry to disturb you!"

"Which one?"

Yang Zhao held back the sense of absurdity in his heart and said indifferently: "The old opponent is the human being hiding in the polar realm!"

He said it lightly, but the people in the Hades Palace below were in an uproar.

"The human?"

It's not that this name is louder than the ghost Yang Zhao, but the hatred between the Hades Palace and this person is to pour out the water of the three rivers and five lakes. It is also difficult to wash. At this time, even Yuan Yan couldn't hold the majesty of Dazun, and the blue and black aura on his ugly face was staggered, and he was murderous.

This is why he is not angry, a few years ago, if it weren't for that human being, the Five Demon Alliance would not have planted a big heel in the polar realm. It is also in conflict with the Scattered Cultivation Alliance for many years, and it is generally a victory or defeat. But only this human being left the Hades Palace is only shame and hatred that cannot be washed away.

Recently, and the most typical example-

Ten years ago, that human single-handedly infiltrated a piece of ghost death that had just been occupied by the Hades Palace, and set up a path to the ghost with an extremely high forbidden law cultivation, and actually beat the seven Pluto into ruins in a silent manner. The Seven Pluto Star Array, which required a precise combined attack, also collapsed immediately.

Since Yun Luan and the clothes disappeared back then, the Hades Palace has never suffered such a big loss, how can Yuan Nan not be annoyed? It's just ......

"Kid An dares to deceive me!" Yuan Nan Senran responded: "That human being was hunted down and killed by the Nine Hells of my Palace, and it was difficult to protect himself, how could he appear in this polar forest?"

"Nine Immortal Generals?" Yang Zhao didn't mind scraping Yuan Nan's face: "Please also ask the Great Venerable Festival to mourn and change, as far as I know, that human broke through a few months ago." When the Nine Hells struck together, four people suffered. Thanks to the encirclement of your palace. I'm going to be able to catch up in time......"

As soon as these words came out, even the strength of the uproar on the lake was lost, even at a height of 100 zhang, Yang Zhao could feel that Yuan Nan's angry eyes stared at him, and he almost regarded him as a murderer. I want to break thousands of corpses.

Essentially, the anger of the Yuan Difficulty is the right target.

But he didn't know the trick after all, and he was also a senior master, even if he knew that Yang Zhao had a heart of schadenfreude, he couldn't lose his temper.

After a burst of rage. Yuan Nan forcibly suppressed the killing intent in his heart, and said, "Thank you for informing...... Since it's a passerby, it's fine. In the past few days, my palace has something to solve here, and other palace doors are not welcome to intervene, so you can go yourself. If that human is really nearby, I will have my Hades Palace to finish with him!"

He didn't say it well, and Yang Zhao's response was also very happy: "I won't disturb your palace's actions, but my whereabouts don't need your palace's beak." Say goodbye, please!"

Without waiting for Yuan to be angry, Yang Zhao smiled coldly and walked away.

And in this vast and boundless polar forest.

Pieces of thick and hugging towering giant trees, forming a primeval forest that stretches for hundreds of thousands of miles, thousands of water streams and dark rivers crisscross it, strange flowers and plants, rare birds and beasts are innumerable, and it is a blessed land frequented by demons outside the sky.

The Demon Thunder Ancient Temple that Yang Zhao is going to is located in the depths of this forest sea, and it was also a famous place decades ago.

A generation of demon monk Lei Yin once settled here, accepted a few disciples, refined the evil law, and the life was happy, but then he angered his neighbors - the immeasurable heavenly palace on the immeasurable sea, and overnight, the foundation was uprooted, and this demon thunder ancient temple became a ruin.

"Sure enough, it's a ruin!" Yang Zhao stood in front of the main gate of this dilapidated temple, looking at the gloomy open door, and smiled dumbly: "The Infinite Heavenly Palace must have broken into from here, and a red copper gate at the end of the door was smashed into something!"

The air in the forest is humid, and the ancient temple is built according to a large lake, there are no people for hundreds of years, and the moss on the steps has been thickened, and the fragments of the copper door lying down behind the door have been corroded almost.

Yang Zhao's feet did not touch the ground, and he walked through the door lightly.

The ancient temple enters the courtyard five times, the hall is hundreds of buildings, and there are more than ten Buddha halls in the middle of the world, if it is in the world, it is also a big deal, but in the polar realm now, it is a small temple that can only accommodate it.

"Well, not only is it small, but it smells weird!" Yang Zhao's nose twitched, in addition to the strong yin tide aura here, there was also a faint bloody aura. Following the smell, Yang Zhao did not go to the main hall, and found the source of the smell in a Buddhist hall on the side of the vestibule.

The Buddha statue enshrined in the Buddha hall has already been smashed, under the case, the ground sinks into a pit with a square circle, I don't know how deep, the flesh and blood in the pit are messy, the thick blood is slightly bulging and rolling, as if there is firewood burning in the ground, and here is a pot of flesh and blood soup that will be opened.

He frowned, broke a branch from outside the hall and probed the bottom: "One foot, three ......" and then walked to the Buddha hall on the other side.

As he expected, there was also one such pit over there, of similar length and depth, but in it was a pool of yellow water, with some stumps and broken arms floating on it.

Yang Zhao turned around in the ancient temple, six halls, four Buddha halls, two bell towers, and the back garden, a total of thirteen pits, of which the main hall pit is three zhang in circumference, there is no blood stain, the remaining twelve, except for the first Buddha hall, the rest of the places, are a pit of yellow water.

After the investigation, Yang Zhao stood in a fairly refreshing side hall, frowning and thinking.

"Thirteen Blood Pits...... Sure enough, the blood refining method. (To be continued......)