"Be careful of ambushing." Luo Shengyi said concisely.

Although this situation made him a little alert and worried, he had to chase him. Without the "Star Picking Hand", he could not seal the demon grave at all. The main mission would fail at that time. Even if he wanted to kill the reincarnation masters in the opponent's camp to make up for his good skills, he would still have to catch up with Gu Xiaosang.

His reminder was a normal concern, so Meng Qi, who had insufficient experience in the world, could also imagine that the exposed skin was flowing dark gold, like a brass statue, walking firmly and toughly, Qi Zhengyan was spinning around his body, following Meng Qi, guarding his enemies wholeheartedly.

The two elders of Zhaixing Tower walked on both sides, searching for places that were convenient for ambushing near the traces. Jiang Zhiwei and Luo Shengyi were scattered a little, and the scope of investigation was relatively wide. After all, this ruin covers a very wide area, and maybe the enemy was ambushing the buildings in the distance.

As a result, the speed of several people began to slow down, but there was nothing we could do about it. If you rashly chase it, you might fall into the trap of the Demon Cult.

When we arrived at this ruins, the traces left by Gu Xiaosang and Dizun were already very rare. If it weren't for the two elders of Zhaixing Tower who knew the affairs of the desert and had rich experience in the martial arts world, Meng Qi would have probably lost them. At this time, everyone was reluctant to decorate them, walking and stopping, and they actually arrived in front of the dilapidated temple standing in the center.

"Is this the temple of the Demon Lord?" Meng Qi found that this was very similar to the ruined temple that had avoided sandstorms before. It can even be said that it has exactly the same shape and characteristics, but the specifications are very different. This temple can be used as five ruined temples.

The elder Chen from Zhaixing Tower looked carefully and nodded slightly, "It is indeed a temple that worships the Demon Lord. Judging from its size and size of the ruins, it may be one of the main temples of the original sacrificial temples. However, as the immortals gave the magic weapon and sealed the demon tomb, the strength of the Demon Cult has shrunk. Now only one remains on the top of the Holy Volcano Mountain."

"Can they borrow the power of the demon tomb in this temple?" Although Meng Qi had shallow experience in the martial arts world, his "information" is still very broad, and he had to be careful about this aspect.

The elder surnamed Chen thought about it and said in certainty: "Maybe, in short, he is extremely alert."

After another routine search, Meng Qi made a move, like a brass arhat statue, holding a dark red evil-suppressing sword in his hand. He stepped into the temple gate first, and this time, Jiang Zhiwei raised his sword and protected him.

For some reason, the temple was extremely clean, without any sand and dust, which was in sharp contrast with the remains that were flooded by yellow sand outside. It was quite magical.

In front of the temple, there is a statue of god enshrined, which is different from the one in the ruined temple. This statue is well preserved, allowing Meng Qi to see the "style" of the Demon Lord.

It is light black as its base, with three heads and six arms, and some faces are ferocious. Some hate and some are cold. The only thing in common is that there is a dark magic mark between the eyebrows, which is evil and dirty. In the arms, some hold swords, some hold swords, some hold seals, some hold bottles, and some hold palm wheels.

The most conspicuous thing is the one in front of me. The palm is wide, almost twice that of other palms. The nails are like swords, stretching out three inches. The back of the hand is dark and black, with strangeness, evil, depravity and blood that makes people dizzy, and it also makes people feel an unimaginable hatred, hating the heavenly king. I hate the earth to carry things, hate people to be happy, hate things not oneself, hate the troubles of cause and effect, hate the cruel fate, and hate the lack of slaughtering by oneself.

A seemingly ordinary statue gives people such a strong feeling, which seems to be carved by ordinary people!

"I heard that the leader of the Demon Sect was a saint carving master. When I saw it today, I was indeed well-known." The elder surnamed Chen sighed.

Suddenly, Luo Shengyi took a step back and gently shook his head, which made Meng Qi raise his sword, thinking that the enemy was coming.

"No." Luo Shengyi quickly made a sound and rubbed his temples. "I just focused too much on the patterns on the palm of that hand and wanted to distinguish them, but the result was that my mental exhaustion was extremely high and I was dizzy."

You are afraid that you want to remember these patterns that are not ordinary things at first sight... Meng Qi muttered, even if this is just a mortal carving by the leader of the Demon Cult, it is rare to be one ten thousandth of the true magic claws, but it is at least a bit magical.

He now recalled that he could not remember the patterns, and even if he watched them a little hard, he would feel emotional ups and downs, killing hatred, and he could hardly control himself.

"Don't delay, you can find a copy of the object when you return." Jiang Zhiwei reminded.

Everyone who was seduced by the image of the Demon Lord suddenly woke up and looked for traces left by Gu Xiaosang and Dizun in the hall.

Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei did not move and stood in the center so that others could rescue them in time when they were attacked.

"When I heard the legend of the Demon Lord before, I felt a little familiar. Now when I saw this demon golem, I finally remembered why it sounded familiar." Suddenly, Jiang Zhi's slightly oriole-like voice sounded directly in Meng Qi's ears.

She was sending a message to the secret.

Meng Qi had already taught her the method of transmitting the voice to secrets and said in a realistic way: "Why?"

Jiang Zhiwei said quickly: "Because there is also a legend of the Demon Lord in our world, and he is one of the top powers in the mythological era."

"Is the legend the same?" Meng Qi was stunned.

Jiang Zhiwei said simply: "It's the same but a little different. The legend here is that the Demon Lord broke into the Nine Heavens and was killed by an immortal, and his body fell to the ground. The myth of our world is that the Demon Lord led the Nine Nether evil demons, creatures from the Demon Realm, to attack the Heavenly Court, and caused a huge demon disaster. He was eventually killed by the Emperor of Heaven with the Heavenly Dao Seal. Moreover, the Demon Realm was also destroyed in this battle, and Jiuyou hid in the world from then on."

"It sounds like it's almost the same..." Meng Qi was vaguely shocked when he heard it at the same time. This is too similar, right? The Nine Heavens, Immortals, Heavenly Courts, and Emperors seem to be no different, "What about the body of the Demon Lord in the myth of our world?"

"I don't know, because the Heavenly Court fell later, and the record was unknown. Perhaps Xuantian Sect would know one or two." Jiang Zhi said with a little thought.

Xuantian Sect is known as the inheritance of the Emperor of Heaven because tens of thousands of years ago, their founding ancestor discovered the ruins of the Heavenly Court underground in the Jade Emperor Mountain and obtained the Time Sword and some Emperor of Heaven’s Jade Book.

Meng Qixin thought that this demon lord would be the demon lord, but the strength level of this world is too poor, right?

"The power of the Demon Lord is really terrifying when he can attack the Heavenly Court. I wonder what level he has reached?" Meng Qi asked in confusion.

Jiang Zhiwei pondered for a moment: "It is said that the Demon Lord opened the demon world in the void, and the realm strength can be imagined. Later, the Nine Heavens disappeared, the Heavenly Court crashed, and the Emperor of Heaven fell. It is said that there were hidden dangers buried in a battle with the Demon Lord."

She didn't know how many realms of Dharma identity, nor did she know if there were any other realms above. She could only describe it based on rumors.

"Who did it do the Emperor of Heaven fell and the Heavenly Court crashed?" The second time he heard Jiang Zhiwei mention this, Meng Qi couldn't help asking, this was definitely not something that ordinary powerful people could do.

Jiang Zhiwei shook her head: "This is an ancient secret, but there is a record of the truth. Suddenly one day, the ladder to ascend to the sky broke, the heavenly court fell from the sky, and smoke and dust covered the earth for nine days. From then on, the ninth level of heaven, which ordinary people call the immortal world, disappeared completely."

Meng Qi took a breath and pressed his doubts in his heart. He turned his attention back to the Demon Lord: "Zhiwei, why do you think of the myths of our world when you see this Demon Lord's image?"

Are there any characteristics?

"Because of it." Jiang Zhiwei pointed to the most conspicuous demon clutch on the image of the Demon Lord, and said, "In the myth of our world, the Demon Lord himself is just an ordinary member of the Nine Nether Demons. Later, he obtained the 'Demon Emperor Claw' by chance, and then soared into the sky. He became the demon of destruction, and it looked very much like the 'Demon Emperor Claw'."

Meng Qi saw the Claw of the Demon Emperor in the Exchange Chart of the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. It is one of the top ten peerless divine weapons, worth hundreds of thousands of good deeds, and is left by the Emperor of the Nine Netherworlds.

According to the introduction of the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, in the ancient times, the Emperor of Demon was seriously injured by the Dao. He escaped back to the Nine Nethers, issued seven major curses before sitting in the transformation, cursing all things. Later, his body disappeared and only one claw was left. Anyone who obtained this claw was possessed by the Emperor of Demons and achieved extraordinary magical powers.

However, the owner of the Demon Emperor Claw will be influenced by the seven major spells, and gradually changes his temperament and takes it as his responsibility to destroy all things. Therefore, the Demon Emperor Claw, the most filthy peerless magic weapon, is the cheapest among the top ten.

Meng Qi looked at the evil and evil palm again, and felt the overwhelming hatred and destruction again.

This time he was quite impressed and soon felt a tingling pain in his eyebrows, mental distress, and dizzy mind, so he had to force his eyes off.

"Where is the Demon Emperor's Claw later?" Meng Qi calmed down and asked.

Jiang Zhiwei thought for a while and said, "The Demon Lord was killed by the Emperor of Heaven. The Demon Emperor's Claw was lost and obtained again, creating a legend of a generation of Demon Lord. However, at the end of the mythical age, the Demon Lord was said to have exhausted his life and sat in the process. In the later Middle Ages, the Demon Emperor's Claw was born several times, each time bringing a huge demon catastrophe, and billions of creatures died. Until 20,000 years ago, its last master died with a powerful man, and the Demon Emperor's Claw disappeared from then on."

"Will it be obtained by the 'Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation' later?" Meng Qi wiped his sweat and thought that the Demon Emperor's Claw on the exchange score of the Six Paths of Reincarnation did not write the word "miss".

Jiang Zhiwei said seriously: "It's possible."

Meng Qi wanted to ask more details, and suddenly the elder Chen whispered: "I found a secret passage! They left here!"

The two of them calmed down and walked to the statue of the Demon Lord, and found a carved stone slab pushed away, revealing a deep secret passage.

Chase, or not?

When encountering a secret passage, Meng Qi and others would naturally consider the ambush inside, but they decided to continue chasing each other for various reasons. However, they left the elder Li, the Zhaixing Tower, and asked him to guard the entrance. When encountering the situation, they immediately used his Tongyou superpower to inform the elder Chen inside, so as not to be cut off from the retreat.

As the steps went down, it was dark and dark. Meng Qi and others held the fire slash in one hand and held their weapons tightly in the other. Luo Shengyi and the elder Chen followed each other and carefully checked whether there were mechanical hidden weapons on both sides of the corridor.

The road was clean, and there was nothing but the stone slabs covered with the power of the Demon Lord, and there was nothing, not even dust.

After walking for a while, the front suddenly opened up, and there was an underground hall.

The hall is opposite Meng Qi and others. There is a strange stone door in ancient times, full of strange patterns, colorful and splendid.

In front of the stone gate, there were huge rocks piled up to block it.

In front of the huge rock, a man with a skeleton like a bear sat cross-legged, with a peaceful and joyful expression and a shriveled body without flesh.

"Di Zun..." This is the voice of the elder surnamed Chen.

"Wusheng Finger..." This was the blurting out of Meng Qi and others.
Chapter completed!