Since Wu Xiuyuan told everyone about the secret that had been hidden for hundreds of years on Penglai Immortal Island, this demon clan only hid it with the help of the rumor of the demon baby boy destroying the world, not the truth of the extinction, which was revealed to the world.

Five hundred years ago, the Python was ambitious to seize the Six Realms, and never stopped provoking war. Under the trampling of the iron hooves of his millions of demon soldiers, not only was the entire God Realm destroyed, but the remaining people were even sealed into the Phantom Talisman.

Although the person who is sealed can save his life from the power of destroying the heavens and destroying the earth, he will spend a full five hundred years in this spell, and no one can say whether this is a blessing or a curse.

Five hundred years have passed, and during this time, it is still unknown how the demon king is accumulating strength. But according to common sense, since he dares to make a comeback, he is already completely sure. The key at present is that the head of the demon clan, the Son of Heaven, must appear, otherwise they will always hide in the shadows and plot, which can be said to be unguardable.

However, how can the demon clan, led by the caracal, be completely exposed in broad daylight? In fact, in the Six Realms, the forces of the various forces searching for this demon clan's Tian/Chaotian Son have never been interrupted. This person is like a myth and legend that has penetrated into all corners of heaven and earth, and his mysterious image has been shaped by rumors to become more and more unreal.

Xi Mutong sat in the return hall with a lot of heart, and couldn't find a good way to persecute the god who was rumored to be the god of the Son of Heaven. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she remembered Tong Buxian's dragon tooth mirror.

"If this dragon tooth mirror is really the demon clan's heart mirror, how did Brother Tong get it?

Just thinking about it, Qingqiu Wuwu and Yun Zhishang walked in noisily from outside. Yun Zhishang took a few steps forward, grabbed Xi Mutong and said, "Tong'er, Tong'er, you have to say something fair today!"

Xi Mutong knew that these two brothers had always been troublesome, and this time they might have said something to argue about someone, so she asked, "What's wrong with the brothers?"

Qingqiu said without worry: "It's not for that Tong Buxian! I said I wanted to see what he was doing now, so safe, Yun Zhishang didn't let it! You said that Brother Tong is the eldest brother of the four of us, what's wrong with me going to see him? What kind of urgency is he doing!"

Xi Mutong said in his heart: "It turned out to be for this." Then he asked, "Brother Yun, why didn't you let Brother Qingqiu go?"

Yun Zhishang twisted his waist and replied: "Back then, the five of us were bloodied on Mount Tai, and we said that we would live and die together, but now it is that Tong Buxian who seems to have forgotten all about the righteousness and ignored a few of us." He is ruthless and we are unrighteous, so what is there to see? Ghosts are not ghosts, demons are not demons, and what kind of mirror do you look at every day!" As soon as the words came out, he immediately repeated his 10,000-year-old finishing action -- covering his mouth.

Xi Mutong and Qingqiu were both shocked, and Qi Qi locked their eyes on his face.

Qingqiu asked anxiously: "Yun Zhishang, what are you talking about?What mirror?"

Yun Zhishang knew that he had leaked his mouth again, and his face was full of discomfort. But seeing that he couldn't get it back, he had to tell the truth.

"Okay, okay, it's all my own people, I'll tell you about this ugly thing! Last time I was behind the rockery in the Floating Life Palace, I heard the conversation between Tong'er and Jinshusheng, and I knew what kind of treasure mirror that Tong Buxian had gotten to face. I love beauty, you know, and I want to see what the mirror is all about. Tong Buxian is ignoring us now, and he may not be willing, so no matter what we say, we can't have as much face as Tong'er. So I sneaked in, but when he found out, he ordered his disciple to beat me out, and my arm is still swollen!"

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeve, and sure enough, there was a large bruise on his left arm. (To be continued.) )