Hearing this, Zhu Tiancang's expression couldn't help but be bitter, and he secretly said in his heart: "Bitter, he is really a powerhouse at the same level as Bishui!"

Although this person did not show any hostility when he spoke, and even told him that he would not do anything to him, Zhu Tiancang knew very well in his heart that these great powers were capricious people, and God knew what they were calculating in their hearts.

But as the man said, there is really no possibility of turning around and leaving.

The most important thing is that since that person has already sensed his existence, and even directly broke through the water, it can be seen that the latter will definitely not let Zhu Tiancang leave, and in this realm, he has no resistance at all.

Thinking of this, Zhu Tiancang couldn't help but exhale heavily, forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and walked towards the main hall.

When passing by the square, Zhu Tiancang saluted the statue as a sign of respect.

Soon, Zhu Tiancang came to the main hall.

As far as the eye can see, the whole hall is made of bronze, and the pattern is almost exactly the same as that of the Bishui Palace, but the plaque hanging on the lintel is different.

I saw that on the bronze plaque, there were three big characters: Xie Wanggong!

The three characters of the dragon and snake looked extremely shocking, and there was even a trace of sword intent surging, which made Zhu Tiancang feel like a sword on his back, and the cold sweat was flowing down.

After a long time, Zhu Tiancang suppressed the perception of the sword intent, since he couldn't resist it, it was better to be out of sight, and after taking a deep breath, he walked towards King Xie's palace.

Dada——

The sound of footsteps sounded, and Zhu Tiancang walked into the hall step by step.

As far as the eye can see, there are many sword pillars in the entire hall, and the endless sword intent gathers, which is quite a trend of ten thousand swords returning to the sect.

In the face of such a vast sword intent, even if Zhu Tiancang mastered the Killing Immortal Sword Intent and the Trapping Immortal Sword Intent, he still did not have any resistance, and under the suppression of the sword intent in this hall, these two great sword intents even became panicked.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Zhu Tiancang walked to the depths of the main hall.

Looking up, it was a high platform, and you could clearly see that there were nine steps, and there were long swords shining with cold light all over the stairs, and these long swords were all at the level of the acquired spirit treasure, and there was endless battle intent surging in them, as if every sword was alive.

On top of the nine steps, there stands a bronze throne, the entire throne is exquisitely carved, you can clearly see that the gods on it are densely covered, especially between the lines and even a trace of golden brilliance.

Amazingly, this bronze throne is an acquired merit treasure that is not inferior to the top-level innate spirit treasure in any way, and it can almost be compared to the Xuanhuang Pagoda of Taiqing Laozi.

On top of the bronze throne, a man with black hair and black eyes, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, dressed in a white robe sits.

This man looked to be about thirty or forty years old, even if he was sitting there, Zhu Tiancang could still feel the terrifying sword momentum sweeping like a mountain and a tsunami, standing below, Zhu Tiancang felt that he was in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and even had a long sword of cold light Suo Suo against the vital points around him, and he would die if he was not careful.

Subconsciously clenched his fists, Zhu Tiancang did not take half a step back under such a momentum, but at this moment, his heart was extremely shocked and shocked, and he even exclaimed in his heart: "What a terrifying guy, this person is definitely more terrifying than the predecessors of Bishui!"

Just when Zhu Tiancang was shocked, the man on the throne seemed to sense his thoughts, and waved his hand lightly, and in an instant, the momentum in the entire hall disappeared.

Immediately after, the man sat up straight like a Confucian scholar, swept away the strength of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood just now, stared at Zhu Tiancang like an amiable elder, and asked, "Junior, what's your name!"

Hearing this, Zhu Tiancang suddenly came back to his senses.

Looking at the man whose temperament changed dramatically in an instant, the vigilance against him in his heart became stronger and stronger.

A butcher is not terrible, but a butcher who can control his emotions is enough to make anyone feel afraid, and the most important thing is that this butcher is a ruthless character who is more powerful than the saint of Bishui.

Immediately, Zhu Tiancang didn't dare to hesitate, bowed down and saluted: "Junior, Zhu Tiancang, meet the senior!"

"Canopy?"

Hearing Zhu Tiancang's words, the man's brows furrowed, and he subconsciously glanced at Zhu Tiancang a few times, and his face couldn't help but change a few times.

However, Zhu Tiancang didn't notice all this because he bowed down.

After half a ring, the man just spoke: "Sure enough, he is very similar, but are you really his junior?"

"If not, there are too many coincidences in this world!"

"But if it is, then with his temperament, he is afraid that he would like to let everyone in the world know about your existence, but there is no movement, is he no longer in this area?"

“......”

Listening to the man's self-talk, Zhu Tiancang subconsciously raised his head, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

From the man's words, he could conclude that the latter was probably the ancestor who knew him.

Kunpeng also mentioned it back then, but Zhu Tiancang didn't ask much, and he never even took it to heart, after all, he was him, and he didn't expect any so-called ancestors, let alone the so-called halo.

But this time, this man who was stronger than Bishui actually had a trace of jealousy of his ancestor, and even said that the two sides knew each other quite well, which made Zhu Tiancang a little moved.

If that ancestor was really so strong, then where was he now? why did he watch his father Zhu Gangqiang die and turn into a seal in the battle of the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demons, and why did he never appear?

Especially the man's words, Zhu Tiancang's ancestor is no longer in this area, so where is it? Outside the chaos? Could it be that his ancestors are really people under the command of the Qing Emperor?

One thought after another arose, which shocked Zhu Tiancang's heart, and he was also full of strong curiosity about his so-called ancestor, and even he couldn't wait to meet his ancestor and learn more about things and many unknown secrets.

At this moment, the man finished talking to himself, looked at Zhu Tiancang, who was standing in place, and then the corners of his mouth sketched a smile and said, "Little guy, the imperial skill on your body was obtained from the Qinglian Treasure Color Flag, right?"

Hearing this, Zhu Tiancang was shocked.

No one knew about it, and he never told anyone.

The most important thing is that the Qinglian Treasure Colored Banner was used as a medium by him to refine the first small thousand worlds at a very early stage, and it stands to reason that even a saint can't detect it.

But now?

As soon as the man in front of him opened his mouth, he pointed out that the Qingdi Creation Decision he had cultivated was obtained from the Qinglian Treasure Color Banner, which was ......

(End of chapter)