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The space of the Difen War, the bottom floor of the Prisoner's Tower.

The awakened majesty of the ancient emperor fought and collided with the wild beasts that came out of the nether world, and the prophecy relief carved on the black iron gate became reality in the darkness that no one could see——in a sense, the battle of Difen was repeated underground. Unfolding, the former hatred did not end with the end of life.

The desolate beast and the ancient emperor fought again under the Yellow Springs.

On the ground that Ye Qiusheng, Bailishu, Jun Wanbai and others could not see, in this space that had been forgotten by history for tens of thousands of years, the long wind blew bitterly across the rocky and dark land.The wind has become more violent, and the sound of the wind is as shrill as the horn that travels through ancient times.The bones of the desolate beast buried here glowed faintly, like the light that finally returned after several epochs, the majesty of the overlord of the desolate era came to the earth.

The dark red sun of the dead sun falling in the west, covering everything, seems destined for a bloody battle.

Lying on the ground, the spine of the desolate beast, like the ridge of the ice peak, is viewed from a height and forms a half-circle, and the center of the circle is the open space where the tower of the prisoner is hidden.At this moment, the barrier on the open ground trembled violently, and might shatter at any time, and the black upside down buried deep in the ground seemed to be struggling to wake up from sleep.

Junwan Bai Lixin, who was walking in the Prison Tower, was confronting Qiu Qianhe, who defeated the Golden Crow Bronze. The light of the sword was cast on the faces of these young people, and the moment they started, the Prison Tower under their feet suddenly shook violently stand up.

Qin Jiu, who was carrying the wine, stopped pouring the wine. He looked around and saw fine lines on the black rock under his feet, on his head, and around him, one by one.Holding the long sword, Chu Zhiyuan lowered his head and looked at the bottom of the tower. In the darkness that seemed to be able to swallow everything, some terrifying power was vaguely brewing.

Liao Gan, who was not killed by the Wei ghost bronze statue, shuddered in the sudden shock. He turned his head to look into the deep darkness, his face pale.

Zhou Wen'an, who didn't know exactly what happened, stepped on the railing and jumped high. He reached out to catch a spirit tablet that slowly fell from the sky. A sacrificed Jiuxuan disciple.

The monk Mingxin, who recited the Buddha's name, stepped on the dangerous stone steps. He was wearing cassock, chanting the scriptures of crossing disaster, and walked down the prisoner's pagoda where thousands of ghost sounds gradually rose.

Darkness rises from the bottom layer bit by bit, swallowing this ancient array tower born in the era of chaos layer by layer.On the corridor on the 33rd floor, several figures walked quickly, setting up strange formations in front of each tower room, but their footsteps suddenly stopped——

In the darkness, a tall slender woman stood in front of them with a long knife, and there was a cold light on the knife.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Hearing the familiar smell of blood in the air that lingered deep in his memory, Liu Wuyan raised his head slowly and expressionlessly, his voice was cold and did not hide his killing intent.

The figures stopped by her dispersed slowly, forming a semi-arc encirclement. Facing Liu Wuyan's oppressive force, they lifted their camouflage. The eyes behind the mask were like hungry wolves dripping with murderous intent, and the scimitar in their hands Like the moon.

"Long time no see, Jin Tang's dark dog."

Liu Wuyan stepped forward with her long legs, and when the Prisoner Tower was shaking endlessly, the long knife in her hand suddenly slashed straight.

At the moment when Liu Wuyan swung his knife and Jin Tang's hidden guards rushed forward, Shen Changge, holding a folding fan, avoided layer after layer of traps, and finally reached the bottom of Prisoner Tower.

He stepped on the ground that had completely turned dark red, and Shen Changge saw the tightly closed black iron prison door—in the darkness, the group of relief figures emitting a strange light on the prison door were particularly eye-catching.

He opened the folding fan and walked towards the prison door.

Suddenly, he stopped.

"Which friend is hiding here, why don't you come out and see?"

Shen Changge looked around, and said loudly, not in a hurry, as if he was just saying hello to ordinary people.But at some point in his left hand, several things had already been clasped, and the next moment, several night pearls were ejected by Shen Changge, scattered and fell in several directions on this floor.

The night pearl fell to the ground, illuminating those positions.

In the lowest floor of the tower with the Prison Gate as the center, eight ancient and strange bronze statues slowly rise up on the Eight Diagrams position-these bronze statues are all human in the upper body and strange beasts in the lower body.The half-human, half-beast bronze statues held different weapons in their hands, and all the bronze statues turned around at some point, looking at where Shen Changge was.

Shen Changge glanced at the bronze statue, then took a step towards the Black Iron Gate.

As soon as he took a step, the eight bronze statues slid forward a certain distance without making a sound.

"Ah... so you are the prison guards." Shen Changge waved his fan, with an apologetic smile on his face, "It seems that if you want to rob the prison, you have to..."

"I'll kill you first!"

Shen Changge's voice was laughing, but the next moment he had already jumped up, swung the folding fan in his hand, and the Yin-Yang Tai Chi Seal exploded in the darkness.

The most poisonous thing is the yin and yang fan, and the romantic hides the murderous appearance!

Shen Changge's folding fan unfolded, Liu Wuyan's long knife swung out, Qiu Qianhe's copper bell swayed, Jun Wanbai's twin swords resounded, and Li Xin's figure changed... At the moment when all these things were mixed and happening at the same time, the unfolding jade Bailishu, who caused all this with Jane's own hands, stood beside the throne.

Ye Qiusheng was watching the "Battle of Emperor Fen" in the underworld a few years later, while Bailishu was watching the empty throne and the long bronze case.

Some broken pictures flashed in his mind——

The dying ancient emperor sat on the emperor's seat that turned into an ordinary bronze chair, looking at the person who slowly walked out of the darkness. Backlight came, holding a long sword in his hand.

"It's unimaginable."

The dying ancient emperor retained his majesty, and his exclamation still carried an indelible aloofness.

"The majesty of the ancient emperor covers the world, and the emperor obeys wherever he goes, but the scorching sun has burned the earth for too long, and people are longing for the rain after all." The tone of the man holding the sword was very calm, without sadness and anger. From the beginning, life is like a bee moth to you emperors. But although the life of a bee moth is small, its power cannot be underestimated."

"As early as when the vision arose, you should have been killed, and now it has become a serious problem."

Gu Di said.

"If one Shibashi dies, there will be a new Shibashi. Even if there is no me, there will be others."

The sword in the young man's hand slowly tilted.

"Who are you among the Eighteen Clans?"

The hidden coercion on the ancient emperor slowly condensed.

"Gravekeeper."

——Bailishu heard the thin young man standing against the backlight in the phantom-like picture say so.

"Gravekeeper?" The ancient emperor burst into a hoarse laugh. He slapped the throne and jumped up, "Are you the person they sent to see me into the tomb?"

When the ancient emperor struck, the youth's sword light pierced the darkness.

The moment the sword light cut through the darkness, it also illuminated the youth's eyebrows.