Jiuxiao

The more you go down, the stronger the evil spirit, and the more overwhelming the corresponding venomous breath. Those with weak concentration will lose their minds and be buried in the abyss in all likelihood.

Among all the people, Mu Jie had the lowest cultivation level and the weakest concentration. She couldn't help being shaken by this evil spirit, but she gritted her teeth and held on. He didn't fall down, but his speed was unavoidably at a disadvantage, and he became the last one to follow.

At this moment, a low growl came from below, ferocious and terrifying, as if resentment had reached its peak, and it wanted to destroy everything in the world.

Zhou Chen couldn't help frowning.

Judging from the evil aura emanating from below, it is undoubtedly his fellow clan, what's more, it may be the senior elder generation of the same clan, but if the other party's resentment is so great, then you will see so many people at once.They may not be welcomed, and there may be danger.

The roar was getting closer and closer, and a huge figure could be vaguely seen swaying back and forth in the darkness, occasionally looking up, with a pair of giant eyes embedded with faint green light, which made people shudder.

"Who are you waiting for! A mere human race dares to trespass here. Could it be that Chengming's people are all dead?!"

It didn't roar with all its strength, it just sneered and questioned, but coupled with the surrounding cliffs and the undulating echoes, it seemed deafening and the momentum was astonishing.

Zhou Chen flicked his fingers, and a golden light flew out of his hand, shooting directly at the monster.

The golden light flew to the eyes of the monster, and suddenly turned into countless golden sands, shattered and disappeared.

The monster's voice stopped abruptly, and it took a long time for it to sound again, with doubts: "You, who are you?"

Yun Zong and Mu Jie didn't know Zhou Chen's origin, they thought his golden light was to deal with the monster, but they didn't want this to happen suddenly, even the attitude of the monster changed 180 degrees.

At this time, everyone reached the bottom of the cliff, Zhou Yin threw out a talisman and stuck it firmly on the stone wall, the surroundings suddenly became bright, and they were able to see the true face of the monster.

It was a huge white tiger!

The white tiger is huge, occupying almost half of the bottom of the cliff, so even if it is sitting on the ground, it seems to be overlooking Zhou Yin and others. The difference in body shape makes it seem that it can kill everyone with one palm.

Its hair was already filthy, but its original white color could still be seen, but its limbs were firmly locked by iron chains, and the barbs on the locks were deeply inserted into the flesh, and the blood that flowed out had dried up, staining the iron. On the chain, make the color more and more black.

Baihu was able to spit out human words, so he was obviously a high-level demon cultivator, but he didn't know who would capture and imprison the demon cultivator who was so powerful on the Taichu Continent?

The two people following Zhou Yin suddenly became agitated, with extremely angry expressions on their faces, but Zhou Chen never said a word, so they didn't dare to act rashly.

Yun Zong is so perceptive, at this moment, after a few glances, he already felt very strange, but he was withdrawn and arrogant by nature, so he didn't make a sound.

Baihu has been imprisoned for many years, and his eyes have long been half-blind. When the light came on, he narrowed his eyes uncomfortably. After a long time, he slowly opened them and stared straight at Zhou Chen.

Zhou Chen couldn't see any joy or anger on his face, and he didn't make any movements. He let it watch, but his eyes fell on the chains on Baihu's body.

No one else made a sound, and there was a strange silence all around.

"You're not dead?" it growled lowly, and tears flowed from the tiger's eyes.

"The one you know should be my father." Zhou Chen paused, "My father is dead."

As soon as he signaled, the two people behind him rushed forward, trying to cut off the chains bound to the white tiger, but they couldn't cut off the chains even after exhausting all their magic weapons.

"Don't waste your energy, this is made of cold iron from the cold spring pool in the upper realm." Baihu said, although he looked majestic, but there was an undisguised weakness in his voice.

Zhou Chen asked, "Are you injured?"

Baihu said: "I should have died a long time ago. The reason why I can survive until now is because Chengming wants to use my spiritual energy to support this place, so he keeps me alive and doesn't let me die."

Cheng Ming, Zhou Chen knew, was the name of the Heavenly Emperor of the Upper Realm.

The Upper Realm and the Yaozu have always had blood feuds. Throughout the ages, the victors and the losers, the victors tried their best to torture the defeated, and it was normal.

Just catching an enemy, but not allowing him to die quickly, but hanging on his breath, making him unable to live or die, even the deepest hatred is too vicious.

Zhou Chen knew that its time was numbered, and it was a great fortune to be able to support it until it saw its kin, not to mention that he hadn't reached the peak of Suzaku's mana, even if he reached it, he couldn't save it.

No matter how lazy you are, in order to avoid disputes, you would rather sleep for tens of thousands of years before being awakened by Zhou Yin. When you see your people suffering in front of you, the blood in your body that originally belonged to the monster clan can't help but boil.

Suppressing his anger, Zhou Chen asked, "What's going on with all this?"

The white tiger sighed, and the sound of the sigh echoed between the stone walls, leaving nothing but desolation.

The white tiger, blue dragon, basalt, unicorn, and rosefinch are also known as the five great beasts in ancient times, but because the magic power of the rosefinch is the strongest, it is regarded as the demon emperor.

The first four kinds of beasts are not the only one in the world like Suzaku, which only dies to have a life, but the race reproduces and is passed down from generation to generation. In the later period when the monster race ruled the upper world, the four races were already very prosperous.

But the battle of fairy and demon 6 years ago broke all this.

In the war with the immortals and demons, not only were the Yaozu driven out of the upper realm, but they were also killed and wounded. There was almost nothing left of the entire Yaozu. Even Zhou Chen's father, the former Suzaku, died here.

And the white tiger was caught here, and he used his remaining spiritual energy to instill spiritual energy into this Lianyin Immortal Mansion, so that everything here can keep alive.

Mu Jie was shocked when she heard the words, and couldn't help asking: "So, the spirit grass and fairy flowers we saw in Yunmeng City before were all irrigated by your spirit energy?!"

Bai Hu sneered: "Don't you think that this is really a fairy mansion, it's actually true, but, from beginning to end, this is a conspiracy of the upper realm!"

Yun Zong said: "What conspiracy?"

Baihu said: "This place was originally my prison, but 1000 years ago, Chengming went crazy and sent people to build himself into a fairyland, and then let the wind out, saying that this place is called Lianyin Xianfu. There are countless rare treasures, as long as you pass the test, you can own these things, which has attracted countless human monks to come here one after another."

It sneered: "As everyone knows, this place is just a trap. How can those people not eat the food here, but once they eat it, they can never get out again. In the past 1000 years, I don't know how many monks have died here. Although I am imprisoned here, but because of the aura, everything here is equivalent to my body, so I know every move here."

When it said this, everyone fell silent.

In addition to the innate immortal species, there are quite a few immortals in the upper realm who were later ascended by human monks. Therefore, the upper realm and the human race are inherently closely related.The human race worships and enshrines the gods of the upper realm, and the gods of the upper realm sometimes come to the lower realm to give advice.

Assuming what Baihu said, then the upper realm undoubtedly put the human race in a position of hostility to them. What good would it do them?

Regardless of whether other people believe it or not, Zhou Yin combined his previous speculations, but he has already concluded that what Baihu said is true. The answer is that only by reaching the level of a master like the previous life, can one get a glimpse of the secret.

Zhou Chen was silent for a moment, and said, "What should I do to get you out?"

Bai Hu shook his head: "There is no need to waste your efforts, unless you have the ancient magic weapons, or reach your father's cultivation level, otherwise there is nothing you can do."

Zhou Yin suddenly said: "Is this okay?"

He flipped his wrist, and a cleansing pen appeared in his palm.

Bai Hu was stunned for a long time, and said: "The pen for cleaning the sky is actually in your hand."

It looked at Zhou Chen again.

Zhou Chen said: "A Yin got this thing by chance, he and I are indistinguishable."

When he spoke to Baihu, although his tone was solemn, he showed no fear. Even if Baihu asked him to take back the Yaozu token, he would not do so.

But Bai Hu's eyes flashed repeatedly, and he said after a while: "You are the master, I will not interfere with this matter."

It cared about Mu Jie and the others, and didn't call out Zhou Chen's identity, but the respect between words was obvious.

"Even though the Heaven Washing Pen is powerful, it can't break through the cold iron, because it can only play one-sixth of its effect."

Bai Hu's words were a bit vague, but Zhou Yin and Zhou Chen understood it all at once.

The Xitian brush is only one-sixth of the map of Shanhe Sheji. Only by collecting all six pieces and restoring the map of Shanhe Sheji can the cold iron be split.

The map of Shanhe Sheji is already an ancient treasure, and the relics of Nuwa must be intact to compete with the upper world. But where is the magic weapon in the world better than the map of Shanhe Sheji? Isn't there nothing that can compete with the upper world?

The white tiger seemed to know what they were thinking, and said: "Although the map of Shanhe Sheji is a relic of Nuwa, it does not focus on killing. Its preciousness lies in the fact that it contains the great secret between heaven and earth. If you want to split it This cold iron, Fuxi's Wangshu sword, Gonggong's Jiuyuan halberd, Zhu Rong's Liuhe lamp, you can get any of them."

All the things it said were indeed ancient divine weapons, and everyone only heard their names, but never saw their shadows.

These magical soldiers have gone through 10 years, and there have been countless wars and personnel changes in the middle. Let alone get it, it is very difficult to find clues.

Zhou Chen said: "After I go out, I will try to come back to save you."

Baihu said: "Now that my spiritual energy is exhausted, even if you don't come back to save me, within a year, your soul will be gone, so there is no need."

It said so many words, its strength was obviously a little weak, it took a breath, and then continued: "You have to go out, there are two ways. One is to kill me, my god form collapses, and my soul is gone. If the aura no longer exists, this place will collapse, and you will be able to go out naturally, but in this way, your existence will be noticed by the upper world, and it will be very bad or bad."

It fell silent after it finished speaking, and didn't say another way, not to mention that Zhou Chen couldn't urge, even Yun Zong felt that the white tiger was very tragic, so he didn't make a sound for a long time.

"Because of the demon ancestors, I can still see the descendants of my old friends. I feel very comforted. I have nothing else to ask for. You can go and be careful. It doesn't matter whether the demon clan can rise again. I just hope you are all well!"

Zhou Chen was slightly startled. He didn't expect that Baihu would use up the last ounce of spiritual power in his body to explain his last words to him alone through voice transmission, but it wasn't for him to avenge him, let alone for him to work hard to revitalize the Yaozu, but just to express a wish.

He has never met his father, because the uniqueness of Suzaku lies in the fact that only one Suzaku can exist in the world, and only when one dies can the offspring be reborn.

Baihu's blessing not only represents himself, but also replaces his father whom he has never met.

Although Suzaku belongs to fire, he is lazy and cold by nature. Since his birth, apart from Zhou Yin, he has seldom been moved by anything. Because the fiasco of the Yaozu back then was not without its own reasons, but now that the Yaozu is in decline, it is even more impossible to challenge the Heavenly Court with meager strength and hit the stone with an egg.

But now, he suddenly felt an urge to burn everything.

Although his face remained unchanged, Zhou Yin could clearly feel his ups and downs.

Zhou Chen was immersed in his own thoughts at the moment, so he could easily be taken advantage of by a sneak attack, not to mention there was Yu Nuo in the dark.

Zhou Yin stood next to him calmly, with his body slightly turned back, which was a very subtle movement.

Water droplets slid down the stone wall, and then dripped on the protruding rock below, making a crisp sound.

Here, Zhou Chen has the closest relationship with Baihu, he didn't move, and the others just stood there.

Baihu said: "I'll take you out."

Zhou Chen said: "Is there no other way?"

Baihu shook his head: "No."

After that, he lay down and closed his eyes.

Before the others had time to understand their conversation, they suddenly felt their feet shaking, and suddenly the world spun. Accompanied by a terrible sound, the surrounding stone walls cracked, and small stones rolled down from above.

Baihu said in a deep voice: "Go up quickly, I will destroy my spiritual power, this place will collapse soon!"

"Let's go!" Zhou Chen made a decisive decision.

Zhou Yin summoned the Lingyin Sword, followed by Yun Zong, Mu Jie and others, and they flew up the cliff.

Gravels fell one after another, and everyone has a protective barrier on their bodies, so they won't be hit, but if this place collapses and is buried below, those boulders are all stones that have been impregnated by the white tiger's spiritual power, and it will be troublesome at that time .

In the darkness, those stones fell one after another. Even if you look down at this moment, you can't see the figure of the white tiger clearly.

"Brother Zhou!" Behind Zhou Yin, Mu Jie followed closely, and suddenly shouted.

Zhou Yin only felt that her voice was inexplicably weird, and before he turned his head, he heard Ka's strange laugh, and an arm wrapped around his arm.

"Hand over the washing pen and Xumi ring!" Mu Jie's voice was soft and soft, like a lover's murmur, but it was indescribably familiar.

Yu Nuo? !Zhou Yin struck out the talisman in his hand, and Mu Jie's figure flashed, and she rushed over in the air.

Zhou Yin couldn't dodge, because if he dodged, he would also fall from the Lingyin Sword, but he was thrown straight at him, and Mu Jie hugged him tightly and pulled him down.

Yun Zong's impermanent knife slashed at Mu Jie, and Mu Jie screamed, and another black shadow separated from her body, and rushed towards Zhou Yin again.

Zhou Yin threw several talismans, Yu Nuo didn't dodge or dodge, and grabbed him straight away.

Seeing that Zhou Yin was about to be torn off by Yu Nuo, Zhou Chen's eyes were about to burst, and he turned into his real body desperately.

The dazzling golden light instantly illuminates the entire space.

The dark cliffs and ferocious boulders seemed to be dyed golden in an instant.

The big golden bird that covered the sky raised its head to the sky and groaned, spewing out a flame.

Seeing that there was no time to dodge, Yu Nuo threw herself on Mu Jie, and became one with her again.

The flame on Suzaku's body is the unique divine fire of the Nine Heavens in the world. Once the flame is released, there is absolutely no reason to take it back. Besides, Suzaku's anger doesn't matter who it is.

Mu Jie was burnt to the point where her whole body was scorched black, she didn't make a sound, she just fell from mid-air, she didn't know whether she was alive or dead.