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Mallard Relics.

The underground structure is intricate and complicated. It was a dark labyrinth built by the duck to prevent its remnant souls from being coveted by younger generations.

Xuan Ziqing was unfamiliar with life, and he didn't know where to look for it.

Moreover, Hei Yan blocked Xuan Ziqing's perception, so Xuan Ziqing didn't know where the injured Fu Chi Demon would go.

"He has suffered an injury of that magnitude, and it is impossible to recover in the short term."

"The most urgent thing is to find the location of the three prison boats."

Xuan Ziqing carefully explored the underground ruins.

The stone pillars supporting the zenith have been somewhat broken.

However, it is the field built by its essence and blood that protects the mallard ruins, not the layer of bricks and stones on the ground.

Therefore, even though Xuan Ziqing could look at the surface through the gap in the zenith, he couldn't see anything.

Therefore, in the ruins, his position is difficult to control.

Xuan Ziqing waved Broken Moon.

With a flash of sword light, a crack appeared on the ground beside him.

That's his mark.

However, when he urged the fairy power, Hei Yan in the ruins suddenly became agitated!

The Hei Yan pervading here actually turned into a spirit monster made of flames, and came towards Xuan Ziqing to kill him!

Xuan Ziqing frowned.

"Immortal Emperor-level Yan Ling?"

According to Xuan Ziqing's deduction, this Yan Ling probably fused the essence and blood of the primordial Fujiao and Hei Yan, and obtained a little spiritual wisdom under the influence of the remnant soul.

It is also possible that the mallards used it to guard their nests.

Although it is now called a relic here, at the beginning, the ancient Fujiao wanted to use this to nourish the remnant soul and be reborn from nirvana.

So it's not uncommon to create some guards.

With a flick of his wrist, Xuan Ziqing wiped out all the demons with his sword.

The spirit body of Hei Yan died down, but it didn't disappear, it just seemed to have lost its wisdom.

Xuan Ziqing probably understood: "So these Yanlings are almost immortal, and you can only get a moment's breath if you defeat them?"

"And they didn't change before I came here, which means that the black-feathered bird will not be attacked by Yan Ling because of the same blood."

Regarding the basic situation of this ruins, Xuan Ziqing roughly figured it out.

There are many Yanlings transformed from Heiyan in the ruins of Fujiao.

They have various forms, and their appearance is probably constructed based on the memories of the ancient times in the remnant soul of the scorpion.

And as long as the immortals use their immortal spirit power, these Yanlings will wake up and launch a fierce attack.

The topmost Yan Ling alone has the cultivation level of the Immortal Emperor's early stage.

The situation in that depth can be imagined, it must be extremely dangerous.

"Before I heard that the demons held a blood sacrifice at the ruins of Fujiao."

"And there are no traces of battle or blood sacrifice here. I think Xiao Yu and the others are still in a deeper place."

"I have to hurry up!"

As soon as Xuan Ziqing thought about this, Duanyue suddenly swung down.

The sword light slashed the ground forcefully.

Xuan Ziqing stepped on the broken moon and headed towards the deep pit below him where the bottom could not be seen!
However, at this time, the Demon General with its wings cut off quickly came to the depths of the ruins with the help of the method of blood escape.

Here is an altar.

The altar was covered with the corpses of demons.

And on the ground is a large piece of strange lines.

The gullies in the lines are full of blood, and it is even flowing slowly, never stopping.

The mallard fell out of the blood clot.

He lost his wings and could only transform into a human form in embarrassment.

Although it is more inconvenient to move in this way, it can reduce the loss of essence and blood.

Gritting his teeth, he still couldn't get back to his senses: "Impossible, this is impossible!!!"

"How can an immortal emperor cut off the wings of a demon king?!"

"And how can his broken sword devour the magic weapon refined by the ancient feathers?!"

"Fake, it's all fake!"

But his empty arms and the smeared blood from the gap told him: it was all true.

He is a majestic Eight Great Demon Generals, a majestic Demon Lord, and he thinks that he is cautious and unparalleled in his actions.

But it fell into the hands of an immortal emperor?
The duckling couldn't accept it.

He looked puzzled, puzzled, and even more indescribably horrified.

"This fairy clan, you can't let him live!"

"This is the ruins, the home of the deity!"

His eyes were sinister, and his resentment finally turned into a murderous intent!
Although his strength was no match for Xuan Ziqing, he was seriously injured now.

But with the help of the power of the relics, it is not difficult to kill Xuan Ziqing!
The mallards made the seal with their hands, and scarlet patterns lit up on the altar.

In the center of the altar, a nest-like floating platform gradually rises.

Sitting cross-legged on it, at this moment, he was actually able to spy on the appearance of the entire ruins.

Then the duckling saw it.

Xuan Ziqing slashed through the floor with a sword, and was rushing straight down!

A cold smile curled up on the corner of Fu Chi's mouth: "It's true that if you don't leave the way of the heavens, you will come in if you don't have a way out of the underworld!"

He had a thought, and then the whole altar's blood was shining brightly!

A strange breath spread out in ripples, and indescribable changes took place in the entire ruins.

At this time, Xuan Ziqing fell all the way, and had already reached the tenth floor underground.

However, in the next instant, the surrounding Hei Yan exploded instantly!

Countless Yanlings turned into thousands of evil beasts, and frantically rushed towards Xuan Ziqing!

Even Yan Ling on the first floor rushed towards Xuan Ziqing quickly.

Xuan Ziqing frowned slightly: "It seems that someone has aroused the power of the relic."

But Xuan Ziqing was not afraid of these Yanlings, it was just that his time was delayed.

This made Xuan Ziqing a little annoyed.

Xuan Ziqing's expression became colder, and the brilliance of countless stars gathered on the Broken Moon, like a group of bright stars!

"Meteor Sword Technique!"

The broken moon swept across all directions, and the sword energy swayed out a dazzling galaxy!

At the same time, the stars in the galaxy were extinguished, and countless stars burst suddenly, sweeping all directions!

Those evil beasts transformed by Yan Ling were all scattered again and disappeared without a trace.

Fu Chi stared at Xuan Ziqing, who was sweeping the world with his sword, in amazement, but there was an unconcealable panic in his vicious expression.

"hateful!!!"

"This trick doesn't work, then let you taste the power of the entire ruins!!!"

Gritting his teeth, Fu Chi finally spurted out what little blood he had left.

With the blood of the same origin, the power of the relics is thoroughly inspired!
At this moment, all the black flames from the entire ruins gathered together.

The converging flames transformed into the appearance of the primordial mallard, and its appearance was lifelike, as if the primordial mallard had been revived.

And that breath is above the early stage of Xianzun!
Only in Heiyan State can Demon General Fuxi display the strength of the Demon Lord, and his original realm is also the peak of the Demon Emperor.

But this phantom is a real fairy realm!
Even under the protection of its Hei Yan, its strength is even stronger than that of the Immortal Venerable in its early stage!
Such an opponent is simply not something that the Immortal Emperor can handle.

This time it is absolute realm suppression!

The mallard's eyes were sinister, and he grinned in his heart: "Hey, stupid animal, don't you understand the reason why the poor should not chase after you?"

"Yan Ling! Kill him!"