Chapter 296: The Soul of the First Emperor

Chapter 296: The Soul of the First Emperor

The owner of the Nine Dragon Pillars should also be in the ancient Kunlun Holy Land, otherwise he would not have sensed that his witchcraft treasure was destroyed. He was an unknown distance away from here, so he took action angrily, and his witchcraft spanned an unknown number of miles and turned into a big hand. Down.

The big hand in the gold medal threw away the nine dragons, and saw that the nine fire dragons were pinched by the big hand, lying on the ground like dead snakes, with only the strength to breathe.

Bo!

The palm turned up and collided with the palm of the owner of the Nine Dragon Pillar. However, it did not make a huge sound, but a soft pop, followed by a crackling sound.

Ye Xu was struggling to hold on under the two overbearing auras, but Yushan Zhenren was not as strong as him, and was directly pressed by the two auras to the ground in large letters, unable to even lift his head.

The nine copper pillars shattered with a bang and fell to the ground in all directions. When these nine copper pillars are put together, they become a red umbrella. The demonic essence of the nine fire dragons forms the umbrella surface, which has unparalleled defensive power. It was the demonic essence of these fire dragons that blocked Feng Yanrou's attack just now. Green e extinguishes the divine light.

But at this moment, the Nine Dragon Pillar can be said to have been completely destroyed by the battle between the two big hands. Even the copper pillar was shattered by the shock, and its previous power was no longer there.

Ye Xu struggled and looked up, only to see that the master's real hand of Nine Dragon Pillars had been broken, and it was not only his real hand that was broken, but also the space that the real hand passed through when it came!

It was as if there was an inexplicable and vast force that was counterattacking along the path passed by his true energy hand.

I saw the air being squeezed like layers of glass, accumulating thicker and thicker, moving towards the distance at a terrifying speed. The shape of the air accumulated was exactly the same as the palm protruding from the gold medal, and it could even The texture of the palm is clearly visible.

This palm rushed all the way, flying hundreds of miles in the blink of an eye. After a while, a violent earthquake suddenly occurred in the center of the ancient Kunlun Holy Land. A large mountain was flattened, leaving only a huge palm print on the ground!

Not long after, there was a violent explosion!

At this moment, the palm in the gold medal had retracted and disappeared.

"It turns out there is an expert in charge. No wonder he dares to kill my disciple and steal my witch treasure!"

The voice of the owner of the Nine Dragon Pillar came again. He was obviously severely injured. He coughed and said bitterly: "I, Yan Shan, have recorded this great grudge. I will pay it back a hundredfold one day!"

"It turns out to be Yan Shan from Wu Dao Sect. No wonder such a powerful Shanzhen Zhen stood up, his face changed drastically, and he lost his voice.

Ye Xu asked curiously: "Yan Shan? Is he very powerful?"

"Of course! Yan Shan is an outstanding figure among the older generation of Wu Dao Sect. He has a great reputation and unfathomable strength..."

As Shan Zhenren spoke, he stepped back and ran for several miles in the blink of an eye. He laughed and said, "Boy, I am no match for you. I will compete with you another day and take back my lotus throne!"

laugh!

A green light flashed through Feng Yanrou's sleeves, catching up with him in the blink of an eye. Master Shan's eyes flashed, and he hurriedly operated the sacred method of lotus ua, and drank the mantra. A huge fire lotus throne surrounded him, layer by layer. Breathable.

The green light flashed past, breaking open countless lotus petals, just like cutting tofu.

Shan Zhenren grunted, sped up and retreated, escaping hastily, leaving a trail of blood and a right arm on the ground.

Feng Yanrou withdrew her green light and started to chase after him. When she saw Ye Xu didn't move, she immediately stopped and stayed quietly beside Ye Xu.

Ye Xu held the gold medal in his hand and played with it for a while. The true essence wrapped in a ray of consciousness entered the space inside the gold medal again, intending to unleash the power of the gold medal again.

"This gold medal was refined by the former leader of our Holy Sect. The former leader lost the battle with the First Emperor, so he gave the gold medal to him as a token. Could it be that the man in white in the gold medal is a wisp of the former leader's soul?"

His true energy penetrated many spaces and finally landed on the sea in the gold medal. The man in white was still standing on the sea with his hands behind his back.

The man in white seemed to sense someone coming, and turned his head. Ye Xu looked carefully, and saw that this man had an extremely majestic appearance, with a tiger's mouth and sun horns, big eyes, and a graceful and majestic demeanor. He had the appearance of an emperor, and his appearance was handsome. Majesty and ruin his appearance.

On the contrary, he is a rare handsome man, and he is extremely domineering and has a charming demeanor.

Like a lofty emperor, he looked at Ye Xu with a loud voice and laughed: "Sect Master Xiang, how powerful is Zhao's Dutian Twelve Divine Evils?"

"Sect Leader Xiang? Zhao?"

Ye Xu was stunned and didn't understand what he meant. He saw the man in white with his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Sect Master Xiang, Zhao made a three-move agreement with you. Now that Zhao has won, I hope that the sect leader will keep his promise in the future." If I become emperor, the Holy Sect must obey my orders from Zhao Zheng!"

There was a bang in Ye Xu's mind, like a bolt from the blue.

"Zhao Zheng, Zhao Zheng...he is the First Emperor!"

"Why is it that the gold medal is not the spirit of the former sect leader, but the spirit of the First Emperor?"

He was stunned and couldn't figure out what happened that year. It was obviously the former leader of the Huangquan Demon Sect who refined this gold medal, but he didn't expect that what was sealed in the gold medal was a wisp of the soul of the First Emperor Zhao Zheng!

"Sect Leader Xiang, how powerful is Zhao's Dutian Twelve Divine Evils?" The man in white was laughing again and asked Ye Xu in the same tone.

"Sect Master Xiang, Zhao made a three-move agreement with you. Now that Zhao has won, I hope..."

He repeated the same words over and over again as if he was endorsing them. Although his aura was extremely domineering, it seemed extremely strange when repeated over and over again.

Zhao Zheng's soul seemed to be frozen in a certain moment he had experienced, and he kept saying those two sentences. Although he was looking at Ye Xu, his eyes were empty and without any sense of agility.

Ye Xu had a creepy feeling and suddenly knew why Zhao Zheng's soul was sealed in the gold medal.

Princess Sheng and others once said that the First Emperor challenged the previous sect master and narrowly won, but he was also severely damaged, laid a secret disease, and died young. Presumably this hidden disease is because part of his soul was deprived of part by the previous master of our Holy Sect! "

Countless thoughts were spinning rapidly in his mind, and he thought: "The First Emperor was deprived of this part of his soul and could never be repaired to a perfect state. This led to his death early and his failure to reach the realm of the Witch Emperor. My Holy Spirit The former head of the sect was so magnanimous that he sealed the soul in a gold medal and gave it to him. If he found out and repaired the soul, he might be able to become the Witch King and unify the world in his lifetime. Unfortunately, he never did. find……"

A hegemon like the First Emperor may have little regard for the power of the gold medal. All he values ​​is the symbolic meaning of the gold medal. With this gold medal, he can command the Underworld Demon Sect!

For him, the gold medal is just a token, and there is no need to check what little secrets there are in the gold medal.

After his death, his successors would not sacrifice the gold medal. Instead, they sent heavy troops and powerful royal men to guard it to prevent the gold medal from being stolen by masters from the Underworld Demon Sect. Therefore, no one ever discovered the secret in the gold medal!

"The Twelve Divine Evils in Dutian and the Twelve Bronze Men in Dutian. Could it be that the Twelve Divine Evils in Dutian that he mentioned are the forbidden techniques practiced by the First Emperor?"

Ye Xu sighed with emotion, his heart moved, and he immediately said loudly: "Zhao Zheng, how do you practice the twelve gods of Dutian?"

The man in white smiled: "...If I become emperor from now on, the Holy Sect must obey the orders of me, Zhao Zheng!"

He repeated the previous words over and over again, like a machine, no matter how Ye Xu asked, he always turned a deaf ear.

Ye Xu changed dozens of ways to ask, but he always got the same two sentences, and said fiercely in his heart: "The First Emperor relied on the Twelve Divine Evils in Dutian, and he was even able to defeat the former master of our Holy Sect. The power of this forbidden law is probably He is still above the Nine Restrictions of our Holy Sect! Since he refuses to tell us, then if we refine him, won’t we be able to obtain the complete mind of the Twelve Divine Evils?”

The man in white seemed to feel his murderous intention, his eyes suddenly became sharp, he stretched out his hand to grab his thoughts, and then stopped talking and continued to look at the sky.

Ye Xu's eyes dimmed, and he went back outside. He was not willing to give in, and input a thought again. When the man in white saw him again, he completely forgot that Ye Xu had killed him just now, and laughed loudly: "Sect Master Xiang, Zhao How powerful are the twelve gods in Dutian?"

Ye Xu sighed and exited the inner space of the gold medal. Instead, he desperately gathered his true energy and poured into the gold medal crazily, intending to activate the power of the gold medal again.

However, his true energy poured into the gold medal, but it was silent like a mud cow entering the sea, and did not trigger the First Emperor's big hand again.

"How can this gold medal unleash its power?"

Ye Xu experimented over and over again, but still couldn't figure out the secret of the gold medal, so he had to give up and looked up, only to see Feng Yanrou standing beside him, protecting him.

Ye Xu felt moved in his heart and smiled back at her.

The nine fire dragons had regained some strength at this moment, struggled to their feet, surged up again, and roared towards him.

"My Jiuding is refined with reference to the Jiuding Ten Thousand Magic Demon Art and the Jiuding of the Xia family in Zhongzhou. Among them are the Jiuding Witch Emperor Art and ten thousand kinds of witchcraft. If I can refine these nine fire dragons and integrate them into the cauldron, it will definitely be powerful. It can be greatly increased!”

Ye Xu raised his hand to stop Feng Yanrou, raised the nine-mouthed cauldron, put the nine cauldrons under his head, and put the nine fire dragons into the cauldron one by one.

The dragon roared, and his Jiuding suddenly beat violently. Nine fire dragons swung through it and hit the wall of the cauldron desperately.

Although these nine fire dragons were seriously injured by the big hand in the gold medal, they are still brave and unparalleled!

The strength of the ancient beasts cannot be underestimated!

Ye Xu coldly snorted, and his body shook slightly. The Great Zhou Tianxing Formation flew up, and the nine-mouth cauldron fell into the formation. The true fire of the sun poured into the cauldron crazily.

His move was to use the true fire of the sun to refine the nine dragons alive, and to refine all their energy, blood and even bodies into the nine cauldrons to increase the power of the nine cauldrons!

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