"Mr. Cui...What do you think?"

After a while, Yan Sheng and his party also came down, observed the pool of water, and asked with a serious expression.

"This guy fought to the death before and stayed in his lair, so why did he feel like he had a clue today..."

Qiu Yi said hatefully, and glanced at Cui Jue in a vague way.

As a Taoist sect, he is born with something wrong with the Legalists. After all, it would be strange if one pursues transcendence and the other wants to take everything under the "Da".

"The white bone demon god has left... and has also taken away all the evil energy crystals... It will take at least fifty years to condense another one of the three evil spirits!"

Cui Jue stood up, his slightly shiny eyes looked around: "It's just that this guy's departure is not because of his own spiritual wisdom, sensing danger, but because someone interferes with it!"

"Who is it?"

Yan Sheng was furious and clenched his fist violently. The air burst out. The surging masculinity of Qi and blood made Qiu Yi take a few steps unnaturally.

"There is a fifty percent possibility, it is the spy who escaped before!"

Cui Jue said lightly, immediately causing Qiu Yi's face to turn red and his lips to squirm, as if he wanted to defend himself.

Yan Sheng waved his hand, stopped the hostility from both sides, and said, "Only the current plan is to get another evil vein. This time we will sit around, regardless of the losses, forcibly attack and plunder the crystals... Also, this person cannot be let go!"

At this time, facing the unknown existence who stole their first move, the people of the Weiwensi were all red in their eyes, wishing they could eat their flesh! Sleeping their skin!

...

Wu Ming, who had already caused so many people to be deeply resentful, came to Shengjing City at this time.

"The mountains and rivers are still there, and the sunset is red several times..."

The setting sun is like blood, and the broken walls are still there. Yesterday's events seem to be vivid in my mind, but that dynasty has long been buried in history.

Wu Ming still clearly remembers that during the mission of the main god, he followed Ji Yi's army to the scene under Shengjing City. But now, the originally prosperous and prosperous capital of the capital, which was already the most prosperous, has already become a ruin.

Even the soil layer was bare, with an unsettling gray-black, as if it had lost all its vitality.

"Evil energy!"

Wu Ming knew very well what the culprit of all this was, "When Emperor Jie of Shang collected the soldiers of the world, molten the twelve gold men, and used the witch sect to apply blood sacrifice. The Jin people had already stored extremely powerful golden evil! Later, after sealing the fate of the Shang Dynasty and the dragon energy of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the evil energy and the dragon energy were combined, and the power was even better! Originally, if the twelve gold men were trained, it would be the treasure that was the only one in the sky and the earth, and suppressing the national fortune! But the fate of the heaven was so powerful..."

"The twelve golden men were destroyed, and the dragon vein was already injured and polluted by evil spirits. The land of Shengjing was naturally abolished. Ji Yi did not set his capital here, but forced the people of the imperial capital... This is a great good deed. If they were not moved away, they would be trapped here sooner or later! But Shangzhou also declined..."

The city wall that could not have been captured by a hundred thousand troops had collapsed at this time.

Even the traces left by the earthquake that year were still there, allowing Wu Ming to easily enter the city and look at this deadly scene.

"Hmm? The evil spirit is not very heavy..."

Wu Ming frowned unexpectedly: "It seems that the Luo Tiandi dipping of the old Taoist Yuqing at that time was quite dedicated... but..."

He came to the palace and looked at the magic circle rituals that were only visible to the spiritual eyes in the void and the earth veins, with a sneer on his face: "Collect? Instead of suppressing?"

Originally, to drive away evil spirits, the best strategy was to eliminate them directly, and the middle strategy was to suppress a place and seal them heavily, but the formation that Wu Ming saw was a kind of guidance and gathering.

"This formation has been going on for three hundred years. Obviously, it is often maintained by people... and the dragon evil that scattered outside in the void continues to gather, where do you want to go?"

Following the direction of the magic array, Wu Ming moved forward without hesitation and immediately arrived in the imperial city.

This Shang Dynasty palace has been continuously expanded by generations of emperors, covering an area of ​​20,000 mu, with 108 palaces and more than 10,000 houses of all sizes. It is magnificent and beautiful.

Even though he was plundered and robbed several times and was constantly evacuated by the people behind him, he could still clearly feel the royal majesty spirit from the remaining broken pillars and broken tiles.

Originally, in such ruins, there must be plants and trees, rats and birds, and they become paradises of aliens. However, due to the evil spirit, this place is deserted and desolate. Wu Ming walked in it, as small as an ant, and the huge sense of death was pressed and attacked, which was enough to make ordinary people crazy!

"Although there is a Taoist suppression, the evil spirit is so heavy, so it is naturally not a good place..."

Wu Ming knew that this was not an illusion. If an ordinary person stayed here for a long time, he would probably be invaded by evil spirits and become a madman!

At this time, his heavenly eyes opened, and he followed the formation rituals throughout the palace, and came to a place.

"It's actually here..."

Wu Ming looked at the square in front of him and his eyes jumped unconsciously: "If I remember correctly, this is the core place where the twelve golden men crashed. The first batch of dragon monsters were also produced here, right?"

In his eyes, the evil spirits in the sky were gathered together like the flow of rivers and condensed into the ground through the ubiquitous magic array.

How terrifying was the evil aura accumulated in the original palace?

Not to mention, the ritual carved by Luo Tiandao before brought together the evil spirits of the entire capital!

"Cording spirits into formations, condensing evil spirits and gathering in the earth veins. This is a pattern that artificially forms the six evil veins!"

Wu Ming calculated his fingers and his expression changed again: "No! There is a heavenly crime here, which is the heavenly evil, the earthly evil, and the twelve gold men crashed. It is a human evil, and it has gathered all the evil spirits of the three talents of heaven, earth and man. It is not the six evil places, but the nine evil spirits!!!"

A mere three evil veins outside can lift the skeleton essence to the level of a demon god. What kind of power should the rumored Nine Evil veins have?

"I have no doubt at all that the group of dragon monsters that the stranger wants to seize are under this square!"

A glimmer flashed in Wu Ming's eyes: "But... how should we go down here?"

As I thought about it, a flash of inspiration on my body, and a wave of Taoism spreads far away.

"Who is coming?"

After a moment, the two Taoists rushed over in panic. It was obvious that Wu Ming's strategy of alerting the enemy had achieved results.

"You two are Taoists from the Yuqing lineage?"

The Yuqing lineage on these two people is deeply traced, and they can't escape Wu Ming's perception. After all, he is a person who has even read the Earth Immortal Scroll of Yuqing Taoism.

"It's...I don't know what you are?"

When they were shouted out, the two Taoists were also a little surprised and asked immediately.

"I am a strange official, Zheng Jun, come here at the order of the commander!"

Wu Ming threw out the Yazi token: "You can't take me to see your master quickly, otherwise the Dragon Monster will change, can you bear the responsibility?"

As soon as the big hat was buckled, the two Taoists immediately became a little confused.

He couldn't help but say timidly: "We are just Taoist boys who serve Master. Master should be the master of this kind of big thing. Please come with me!"

The other party knew that they were Taoists from the Yuqing lineage, they knew about the Dragon Monster, or officials from the Antonymn Department, so the possibility of fraud was greatly reduced.

The two men immediately believed Wu Ming and led the way.

Hurry!

Accompanied by the sound of Ji Kuan, a wall was moved away in front of Wu Ming, revealing the steep slope that was obliquely downward behind.

"Please, sir!"

A Taoist laughed with him: "Our master is practicing below!"

The other person is smarter and walks ahead to lead the way to show sincerity.

"Um!"

Of course, Wu Ming was not afraid of these two little mages making trouble. He stepped in first, and then he found a problem when he came in. The tunnel was very wide on both sides, and there were even stone steps, which were mottled, and it was obviously not a new road.

"This place was originally an underground warehouse in the Shang Dynasty. We modified it slightly for monitoring!"

A Taoist said with a pleasing voice.

‘Supervision?’

Wu Ming's face remained motionless, and he walked down the road. It was estimated that after walking hundreds of feet away, he arrived at a place similar to an underground palace.

‘This project volume is still difficult…unless the Mohist masters take action and cooperate with magical powers, it is impossible!’

Wu Ming secretly complained in his heart and walked into the hall.

The underground palace is a strange shape, open on all sides, and there are countless mirrors, which constantly refract outward along the copper tubes in the cave, with a hazy light, and a very pleasant smell.

The copper tube is buried in the wall, with a diameter of only about an inch, but it seems to be extremely long and deep, with many twists and turns. In a vague way, there is a sound similar to the roaring and roaring wild beasts.

Inside the hall, a huge oil lamp was lit.

The large bronze tank with a diameter of about meter is full of lamp oil, and the wicks as thick as adults' arms are burning with flames, just like torches, bright and bright.

There are eight such "torchs" in total, spread across the Bagua directions, reflecting on the walls on all sides of the palace, and clear light and shadow appear.

In this light and shadow, a larger underground palace appeared before Wu Ming's eyes.

‘It turns out that this is just an observation site…the real underground palace is just under the Da Shang Palace, and it covers an area of ​​tens of thousands of acres…’

Wu Ming had nothing to say. What explanations would be besides miracles?

‘And this bronze mirror, lights, and copper tubes are connected to a huge monitoring network, and then assisted by Taoism, you can monitor the entire picture of the underground palace...’

Wu Ming sighed in his heart: "If it weren't for a miracle, this underground palace must have been built by the great Shang Dynasty with the power of the whole country, and the participation of Mohist craftsmen in the process, which took decades and hundreds of years..."

Although the Great Shang Dynasty had perished, it was the first time he felt that this dynasty was so mysterious.

First of all, this extremely large underground palace, even if it uses the magical craftsmanship and powerful demons of the Mo family, such a large construction project will inevitably consume national strength and shorten the national fortune, and its purpose is very doubtful.
Chapter completed!