Scarlet Palace.

"Xiao Ze, what kind of place is this?" Ye Zijin's gaze swept over the cold environment around him, and he couldn't help but lean towards Xiao Ze.

Xiao Ze glanced at Ye Zijin and said with disgust: "Don't suffer Lao Tzu." ”

Ye Zijin's eyes as bright as stars blinked, and his expression suddenly froze on his face.

？？？

Don't be sorry for Lao Tzu, look, this is what people say?

Bang bang bang~

Suddenly, several voices sounded in the dark and cold palace, and the blood-colored light bloomed in an instant, illuminating the main hall.

"Bloody Night?" Ye Zijin looked at the beads on the wall that were glowing with blood, and his tone was quite surprised.

The Blood Night Bead is ranked among the kings, with huge blood and energy, pure and gentle, and has a great effect on the martial artists of the blood cultivation.

It is a precious treasure that most blood cultivators crave, and it is rare.

But now it is used for lighting in this palace, and the number is unknown at a glance, so I have to say that the stroke is huge.

Xiao Ze's gaze only stayed on the Blood Night Bead for a moment, and then continued to walk forward.

And the deeper you go, the area of the palace seems to be getting smaller, as if there is only one path.

Soon, as we went deeper, some murals appeared on the walls of the palace, depicting the battles of countless strong men, and the most striking was undoubtedly the blood-colored figure.

High above, majestic and majestic, the living soul is dead in a snap of a finger, and the momentum is soaring into the sky.

At this time, Ye Zijin, who was looking at the mural, seemed to be in the middle of the battlefield, and the constant sound of fighting and the collision of weapons in front of him came from his ears, and he was deeply immersed in it and could not extricate himself.

"Look no further." Suddenly, Xiao Ze snorted coldly and pulled Ye Zijin back from the battlefield.

Call~

Ye Zijin took a deep breath, the dress behind him was already soaked with sweat, and the snow-white skin was looming.

"Thank you." Ye Zijin honestly saluted Xiao Ze.

Only when you are in it, will you know the horror inside, if Ye Zijin stays a little longer, I am afraid that his consciousness will completely sink into it.

In this mural, there are huge means, which are enough to affect the soul of the warrior!

Xiao Ze bowed his head slightly and reminded: "When you practice, remember to look less and think more, and don't test at will if you are not sure." ”

Ye Zijin nodded very seriously, the elders of the Sword Sect had told her these truths, but for some reason, only what Xiao Ze said, she really wrote it down.

"Xiao Ze, didn't you just fall into the mural?" Ye Zijin said curiously.

Xiao Ze shook his head and said lightly: "After I came in, I closed my perception, and these have no effect on me. ”

Ye Zijin: ......

In the end, Xiao Ze and Ye Zijin stopped in an inner hall.

Blood Hell Palace!

In the inner sanctum, the layout and furnishings are not much different from the blood-colored palace, and it seems to be a simplified version.

But there are eighteen statues that stand out.

The statues are lifelike, all dressed in blood-colored armor and armed with spears, and their height is about three meters.

"Could it be that these statues are under the command of the Blood Hell Demon Emperor, the Eighteen Generals of the Blood Cloud?" Ye Zijin's beautiful eyes were glowing with different colors and muttered.

Xiao Ze's dark eyes were extremely deep, and his gaze swept over the statue, breaking meaning.

"It's not appropriate to come here and not visit the Blood Hell Demon Emperor." Xiao Ze chuckled and took a step.

Ye Zijin nodded slightly, came to the Demon Emperor's Palace, and didn't salute the deceased Emperor, which was somewhat unreasonable.

Boom, boom, boom

Just as Xiao Ze took a step, a huge coercion instantly diffused from the statue.

At this time, the statue Mu Ne's eyes seemed to be full of life, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring, staring at the foreign intruder.

"Presumptuous, seeing this seat will allow you to be arrogant." Xiao Ze snorted lightly, and the power of the Heavenly Dao spread.

Boom, boom, boom

In an instant, under the pressure of the Heavenly Dao, the statues were all stagnant and trembling.

"Eighteen generals of the blood cloud, retreat!"

At the same time, a majestic voice rang out from the depths of the palace.

Suddenly, the statue seemed to have received heavenly hearing, and it returned to normal in an instant, leaving only the heavenly coercion that made them tremble.

"I hope Your Excellency will stop and come here to talk about it." The majestic voice continued.

Xiao Ze raised his eyes and looked at the depths of the hall, nodded slightly, and dispersed the power of the Heavenly Dao.

Call~

Ye Zijin patted his chest lightly with his hand, and then he kicked it over.

"The statue alone has such a deterrent power, how strong will the real Blood Cloud Eighteen generals be?" Ye Zijin exclaimed.

It is rumored that when the Blood Hell Demon Emperor suppressed the Great World, the Eighteen Generals of the Blood Cloud did not make a small contribution.

But wherever the eighteen generals of the blood cloud passed, they were all shrouded in blood clouds, which made people frightened and awe-inspiring.

"Can you order the Eighteen Generals of the Blood Cloud, is this voice the same?"

Suddenly, an extremely bold idea popped into Ye Zijin's mind.

The Blood Hell Demon Emperor, still alive?

Xiao Ze ignored Ye Zijin's shock, and walked forward to the depths of the main hall.

"This..."

Ye Zijin, who came to the depths of the main hall with Xiao Ze, was not calm when he saw the blood-colored emperor-robed man on the dragon chair.

His mouth trembled, and he stammered, "Could this be the Blood Hell Demon Emperor?" ”

The Great Emperor, who had been dead for more than 100,000 years, suddenly appeared in front of him at this time, and whoever he put aside would be surprised.

Xiao Ze's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "Haven't you come out to see yet?" ”

As soon as his breath passed, there was no sound in the main hall except for Ye Zijin's slightly rapid breathing.

"Xiao Ze, this may be the flesh of the Blood Hell Demon Emperor before his death." Ye Zijin pushed Xiao Ze with his arm and reminded.

The emperor's body is already out of the normal physical realm, and it can remain indestructible for thousands of years!

Xiao Ze didn't respond, still staring at the blood-colored emperor-robed man.

Just as Ye Zijin was about to speak, a loud noise suddenly sounded.

The source is impressively under the dragon chair.

Boom, boom, boom

In an instant, the main hall began to shake, and the blood was swirling, and the incomparable coercion permeated out.

"Retreat."

Xiao Ze frowned slightly, snorted coldly, and the emperor who was close to him dispersed like a tide.

"It's... Be... Emperor... Power? ”

Ye Zijin was born in the Wuji Sword Sect, and he had a lot of knowledge, and he immediately sensed the horror of this coercion.

Except for Diwei, there is no other way!

After a few breaths, the main hall gradually calmed down, and the raging imperial power gradually dispersed.

"You've made a lot of noise." Xiao Ze glanced at the blood-colored emperor-robed man and said.

At this moment, under Ye Zijin's stunned gaze, the blood-colored emperor-robed man on the dragon chair actually stood up.

"I have my difficulties, and I hope your Excellency will forgive me." Blood Wuji got up and arched his hand, and said lightly.

Xiao Ze bowed slightly, without too much concern.

Ye Zijin on the side, with beautiful eyes widening and a stunned expression, exclaimed:

"Didn't you die more than 100,000 years ago?"

Blood Wuji frowned slightly, and set his eyes on Ye Zijin, and suddenly the emperor's power shrouded him.

At the same time, the oppressed Ye Zijin, the soles of his feet bloomed in an instant, opening all over the hall, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

But under the emperor's power, how could Ye Zijin resist safely, and he was stunned in an instant.

"Bully a junior, you really have a face." Xiao Ze's eyes were like sharp swords, and he snorted coldly.