"I said, I said!" Chu Xiang was so crazy that he immediately poured beans into a bamboo tube and confided the news of the Heavenly Demon Divine Palace.

It turned out that the Heavenly Demon Divine Palace had also opened up a small world three thousand years ago, and the reason was that the contemporary deputy palace master had taken refuge in the East China Sea Divine Clan, so he had received the same treatment as other cultivation sects.

And the Heavenly Demon Divine Palace has never established a palace master since Lin Yuan, and the highest position of authority is the deputy palace master. After the deputy palace master ascended to the immortal realm and left, the entire Heavenly Demon Divine Palace no longer had cohesion, and no one could control the voice of the entire Demon Palace, and began the most common episode in history - fighting for power and profit.

The seven disciples led the Black Wind Society under their jurisdiction and began a life-and-death contest of power. The Seventh Prince, who had the shortest entry time, the worst cultivation, and the shallowest city government, died in this battle without a place to be buried, and his entire cultivation was taken away, and even his physical body was trained into a magic potion.

The seventh detachment of the Black Wind Society has gone, and most of them have been incorporated into the command of other detachments. But the personality charm of the contemporary Seven Princes is also extraordinary, and there are a few people who feel righteous indignation at his death, and even feel that they have lost their siblings and are unwilling to obey those executioners.

So this small group of people made a bold choice: they gave up the opportunity to stay in the small world and resolutely set foot on this land where the spiritual energy was exhausted.

Stupidity or loyalty, they finally made their own choices and embarked on their own paths. Although in this world, they will not be disabled and die at every turn because of internal forces, but this small group of people has to face another fatal problem.

The aura is exhausted, and it is difficult to reach the blue sky on the path of cultivation.

They had to accept the cruel reality that their cultivation would stop there, and that their longevity would not grow, and they could only watch themselves gradually grow old and die.

The only remaining people of the Black Wind Society's Seventh Detachment can only pin their hopes on future generations, hoping that they will one day be able to catch up with the era of spiritual energy revival.

And Chu Xiangmadness is the existence of great opportunities among their descendants. Just from his cultivation in the world where his aura was depleted until the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, he could guess that something extraordinary had happened to him.

This ambitious guy hated the stupidity of his ancestors, and he missed the opportunity to become a strong man. In order to cultivate to a higher realm, Chu Xiangfang tried almost everything, although he was already amazingly talented, he was still stuck in the late stage of foundation building, and was about to usher in the moment when Shouyuan was exhausted and sat down.

Chu Xiang's eyes were red wildly, and he was desperate to find a place where he might leave the Immortal Family's elixir. Finally, a dark tomb was found near the Kunlun Mountains, which was suspected to be the grave of a disciple of the Immortal Family.

Frightened, he sensed the danger and drove other creatures to become cannon fodder.

Some parts of Kunlun are known as the "Gates of Hell", which are covered with wolf skins, bear bones, human bones, and lonely graves on barren hills.

After a mysterious lightning strike, the loess has turned to black soil, like ashes, and all the animals and plants have died.

That is Chu Xiangmad's masterpiece.

He finally got his wish and obtained a... Waste elixir.

There are a lot of impurities in it, and there is even the possibility of damaging the cultivation and killing people. Ironically, Chu Xiangfang tried his best but only got such a waste pill, which made him angry and sad at that time.

But people who have come to the end of their lives, where can they have so many scruples?

The elixir of practicing waste, that is also an elixir!

Chu Xiangfang took a trace the size of a fingernail from this waste pill, which was very likely to be fatal. Immediately, I found out that it was not suitable for orthodox cultivators, but it was very compatible with the Heavenly Demon Divine Skill.

And his cautious behavior also saved his life - if he swallowed the whole pill, he would have died violently on the spot.

After all, it was an elixir refined by immortals, even if it was included in the "waste grade" that could only be regrettably discarded if it was not in the grade, it was not something that a minor monk in the late stage of foundation building could bear.

In this way, Chu Xiangfang began a long retreat, concentrating on digesting the huge medicinal power of this elixir. During this period, with the strength of the Heavenly Demon Divine Skill and the lightning protection beads left by the ancestors, he survived the catastrophe of the end of the law era.

Although the lightning shield was shattered in the Heavenly Tribulation, he was not distressed, and even ecstatic.

And after finding out the reincarnation of Empress Yaoguang after leaving the customs, the excitement in Chu Xiang's heart could no longer be suppressed, and he even wanted to do something inferior to the eight-year-old girl.

But Chu Xiangfang made a lot of calculations, but he missed the bad old man who was not in his eyes, and there was a witch Gu in his body.

The rest of the matter was lackluster, Chu Xiangmad almost died under the witch spell at first, and he could only barely survive with his desperate efforts, hiding like a dog with his tail between his legs.

Chu Xiangmad knew that the power of witch spells was limited after all. As long as it can survive without dying, it will become weaker and weaker as time goes on.

He survived until this day, but unfortunately Lin Fei appeared.

All the opportunities, forbearance, calculations, and efforts of Chu Xiangfang over the past hundreds of years were like a joke in front of Lin Fei's absolute strength, and they were directly crushed into powder.

Now he only wants to die.

Maybe these things have been hidden in his heart for too long, but now he seems to be extremely detailed. Even if he was suffering from hell, he struggled to tell it clearly.

The words are full of strong unwillingness, despair, and pain, which can be called the history of the villain's sadness, blood and tears.

Chu Xiangfang suddenly felt that Lin Fei had a sentence that was quite right, but it was a pity that he met him.

Ruthless, easily crushing all hopes, so powerful that people can only feel deep despair and powerlessness!

Lin Fei was very dissatisfied with his answer, and frowned, "So in other words, you don't know anything about the current situation in the Heavenly Demon Divine Palace?"

Chu Xiang laughed self-deprecatingly: "I fell into your hands as soon as the aura was revived, do you guess I have the opportunity to contact the current Heavenly Demon Divine Palace?

His laughter grew harsher, filled with a deep sense of grievance and self-deprecation.

I'm special... It's so hard!

It's true... It's so hard, I just want to die now, let me be free.

Lin Fei shook his head slightly, and finally slapped him in the air.

The surging and furious energy turned into a huge "heaven" character and slammed into Chu Xiangfang's body, causing the latter to turn into ashes in an instant.

And in a magnificent and vast palace house, a man dressed in Zhou Dynasty clothes squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the mirror in front of him with a warm smile.

The simple and vicissitudes of the bronze mirror is reflecting this scene.

The door plaque above the main hall has four large characters written by Zhong Ding.

Heavenly Demon Shrine.