.     Chapter 67: The Death Legacy

He Xian looked at Zhang Xue, and his eyes showed obsession.

Yitian looked at Zhang Xue, but his eyes were full of praise and relief.

Standing proudly in the air, Zhang Xue looked at Yitian at first sight, with joy and excitement in her watery eyes, wanting to share all this with Yitian.

Meeting Zhang Xue's gaze, Yitian smiled on his face, and that kind of open-minded feeling made Yitian very happy.

In Yitian, Zhang Xue gave him a different feeling than others. Even if he didn't say anything, as long as he saw Zhang Xue, Yitian would feel relaxed and feel comfortable.

Yitian didn't understand what kind of sentiment this was, but Yitian knew that he liked this feeling very much and liked to be with Zhang Xue very much.

There is no **, no love, but they care about each other and care about each other.

This pure sibling relationship seems really wonderful, but is this just sibling relationship?

Yitian cannot grasp it.

It is a great honor to be promoted to the Holy Emperor. Unfortunately, everyone present is all masters, so they don’t take Zhang Xue’s promotion too seriously.

Zhang Xue smiled gently at Yitian, then turned around and fell, returning to He Xian and Yintianzheng.

Yitian smiled and then retreated, not insisting on killing Mo Cangxuan, and the hall calmed down again.

At this time, the Fire Winged King Snake burst into anger and said sternly: "You will regret it."

Hua Wuque hummed, "Don't pay attention to her, we'd better find an exit first, it's better to leave."

Ying Cailian said coldly: "It is not as easy as I imagined to leave here. If I had expected it, the exit here would have been closed long ago. Unless someone opens it, even if there is a microcrystal meter, it will not be possible to break through."

This was surprising, but after thinking about it carefully, Zuo Qianhui had been here for a long time and had not found the exit. Either she was pretending to be mysterious or as Ying Cailian said, the exit was closed.

"As expected by the saint, the exit here was indeed artificially closed."

Zuo Qianhui's voice sounded at the right time, confirming Ying Cailian's inference.

The masters present changed their expressions and turned their eyes to the Fire Winged King Snake.

"Speak quickly, where is the mechanism to open the exit?"

Faced with the questioning of many masters, the Fire Winged King Snake sneered: "If it were a civil engineering mechanism, how could it be difficult for you? There is no need to waste your energy. Only the Lord of Death knew that he had closed the exit long before you entered, and you could not leave alive."

Mo Cangxuan laughed and said, "You just wait for death, no one can leave alive. I curse you all to die in this place."

Young Master Feifan said angrily: "It is very stupid to anger us at this time, do you know?"

Yitian paid attention to the situation around the hall and said to himself: "If the cylinders in this hall are destroyed, will it have a fatal impact on the City of Death? This is the Hall of Dead and the Lord of Death. Will he hide underground or in a corner?"

The Fire Winged King Snake sneered: "Do you still want to find an exit after destroying the hall?"

Yitian smiled and said with a grief: "Anyway, I can't find the exit now, so why bother with so many things?"

Zuo Junxi agreed: "It's right. I'll destroy the Hall of Dead Souls first, and the exit may automatically open at that time."

This is quite inflammatory, and many experts who leave anxiously are ready to move, showing a look of wanting to give it a try.

The Fire Winged King Snake was angry and anxious, and his expression was a little anxious. It was obvious that Yitian's proposal hit her in the vital light.

At this time, Nangong Jingwu, who had never spoken, flew up and slashed at a nearby cylinder with a palm in the air, intending to try it.

And at the same moment, Yitian felt a sudden aura, which aroused his vigilance.

In the void, a cold and cruel voice sounded at the right time, giving people a shocking feeling.

"Reckless and ignorant, overestimate one's own abilities."

The words were still in my ears. Nangong Jingwu's palm force hit the cylinder and burst out with a brilliant light, but the cylinder was not damaged at all.

Not only that, a flashing array diagram also appeared on the cylinder, and a rebounding force was emitted, shocking Nangong Jingwu in one fell swoop.

"Who pretends to be a ghost and hasn't appeared yet?"

This is Nangong Junchi's voice, with a little anger.

In the hall, a trace of black mist was unpredictable, emitting a strange, gloomy, evil and cold aura. Under the gaze of everyone, it turned into a black figure in a blink of an eye.

Looking closely, the figure turned out to be the evil god son Gao Junde, but the momentum he exuded was already a world of difference from before.

Standing in the hall, the evil god young master was filled with evil spirits and a breath of death. His originally handsome cheeks also became much thinner, and his pale face gave people a pathological weirdness.

A black flame reflected in Gao Junde's eyes, and a dark red light flashed from time to time, making people afraid to face his eyes.

Li Ruoran looked at Gao Junde and frowned and said, "Strange, he was actually promoted to Emperor Wu. How is this possible?"

Yitian's face was gloomy and said softly: "The reason is very simple. He integrated the Thousand-Year Corpse King into his body in this city of death, and was promoted to the Martial Emperor. The secret technique of the Evil Immortal Sect is quite strange. Gao Junde merged the Thousand-Year Corpse King, but it should not be completely refined. However, the Thousand-Year Corpse King has one characteristic, that is, it is extremely hard. Gao Junde merged the Thousand-Year Corpse King, so he inherited this characteristic."

Xu Ruohua pondered: "You mean he is now incompetent?"

Yitian nodded and said, "At least ordinary weapons cannot pose a threat to his **."

Yu Linglong said: "The Evil Immortal Sect itself focuses on the cultivation of the physical body. Its body is as hard as steel, and it is said that the physical body is immortal. Now, Gao Junde has merged with the Thousand-Year Corpse King, and the hardness of the physical body is even more amazing. Even an immortal weapon can do nothing to him."

Murong Xiaoye retorted: "That's not necessarily the case. Immortal weapons are also divided into levels. There is always something that can hurt him, otherwise wouldn't he be invincible in the world?"

Wei Tianming laughed and said, "It's useless to have strong body. Just attacking him directly can kill him."

Gao Junde sneered: "Is that so? Why don't you try it?"

Wei Tianming smiled strangely and said, "Don't worry, there are many people who want to deal with you, and I won't put any harm in the wrong."

Young Master Feifan looked at Gao Junde and said in a deep voice: "What is the relationship between you and this city of death?"

Gao Junde said proudly: "The relationship is very close. The City of Death can be said to be the territory of my evil immortal faction."

Hua Wuque asked: "Then what is your relationship with the Lord of Death?"

Gao Junde smiled and said, "The Lord of Death is the Grand Master of my evil immortal sect. Is this answer clear enough?"

Hua Wuque snorted: "What's so great about it? Isn't it just an old immortal from an evil immortal sect?"

Gao Junde smiled and said coldly: "Those who are rude to my Grand Master will be killed without mercy."

Hua Wuque said disdainfully: "Everyone can speak big words, but only a few people will do what they say."

In the hall, there are as many as nine masters of Emperor Wu, including Gao Junde.

Although Hua Wuque's cultivation is not as good as Gao Junde, he understands that he is helpless at the moment.

Beside Ying Cailian, Emperor Wu Feiyi looked at Gao Junde and asked, "I heard that the exit to the outside world has been closed. Do you know how to open it?"

Gao Junde snorted: "I naturally know that as long as you submit to me, I will give you a way out. Otherwise, no one will want to live."

Ying Cailian said coldly: "Arrogant, do you think it's amazing to be promoted to Emperor Wu? With your current cultivation level, the chance of dying here is more than eighth level, and you don't know how to live or die."

Ying Cailian's words are not an exaggeration. After all, there are many martial emperor-level masters in the hall. Even if the Fire Winged King Snake has the strength of the martial emperor-level masters and join forces with Gao Junde, they are only two of them, and they cannot compete with the eight martial emperor-level masters in the hall.

Especially the existence of the soul-catching magic flute, this is a legend, and it is not inferior to the Dead City Lord.

Among the many martial emperors present, in terms of strength and prestige, I am afraid no one can compare with them.

With his eyebrows raised, the evil god prince Gao Junde snorted: "This is a city of death, don't forget."

Nangong Junchi sneered: "So what about the city of death? If you don't open the exit, you will only have a dead end."

In order to leave the City of Death, many forces in the hall invisibly pointed their fingers at Gao Junde.

The Fire Wing King Snake brought Mo Cangxuan to Gao Junde, smiled strangely at each other, and the entire hall swayed instantly. Forty-eight cylinders began to move, obviously under the control of some kind of force.

As the cylinder moved, the airflow in the hall changed greatly, and countless death auras spread around, and illusory ghost phantoms were flying everywhere in the hall.

The roar of the Yin wind, the ghosts were everywhere, and the forbidden method of the Dead Soul Hall was activated at this moment.

As the center of the city of death, the Hall of Dead is notorious. Once the forbidden law is opened, it will be dark and dark, and ghosts cry and howl, making people unable to distinguish things.

By then, all the masters will defend with all their might, some will wander around and dodge, while others will remain in place and will do their best to open the barrier.

When the forbidden law was opened, Yitian contacted Zhang Xue and asked her to bring Yin Tianzheng and He Xian to everyone and form a formation to defend together.

Hua Wuque and Ying Cailian joined forces to defend, and Nangong Junchi summoned the two masters of the Saint Emperors under his command to his side, closely watching the changes in the hall and planning solutions.

The five masters of the Fire Empire formed a circle and protected Zuo Qianhui. The two masters of the Martial Emperor Yang Mu and Yan Xiuyu, one east and one west, opened up a strong defensive barrier.

The remaining soul-grabbing magic flute, Wei Tianming, Zuo Junxi and Heiyu, each of them had different reactions.

Zuo Junxi moved quickly and adopted a dodge strategy. The black feathers soared into the air, waving their huge wings, forming a high-speed flowing gas barrier.

The soul-catching magic flute stands proudly and has a cold expression.

Wei Tianming's reaction was the most strange. The skeleton necklace on his neck was shining, and the human-headed skeletons as big as thumbs were swelling one by one, swallowing the ghosts flying in the hall.

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