From the first time I came to the immortal trace and saw the dried corpse, it turned out that I had entered the large array controlled by the supreme giant, and the immortal trace was a huge trap.

He slowly looked above the eighteen big hands, and what was held up by each big hand was no longer an ordinary formation, but a demonic aura like a big ding.

All the power that had absorbed countless monks was passing through the big hands to form the Great Ding Xuanmang of the demonic qi above.

"This big hand, this big ding..." once again felt very familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere.

"Whew!"

And at this moment, a sword blade suddenly struck to the right side.

It was the first day of the Taigu Sect, Nie Yuan.

He calmly put his left hand behind his back, and his right hand condensed a white sword that was as mysterious as a cloud, although he was ten zhang away from Yang Zhen, but at this distance he could kill Yang Zhen instantly.

Nie Yuan was like a fierce beast, looking at Yang Zhen coldly and arrogantly: "Shizun is recovering, and it is the most critical moment, in this immortal miracle, how many giants can't come to stir up the situation, and you were almost ruined by a disciple of the Divine Gang Realm!"

He said: "The monks who can come to the depths of the immortal miracle are all strong people today, and you are the only one who goes to the forbidden land in the depths below, it seems that you are also a potential person, maybe you can also get the immortal fate, but you are an immortal cultivator, but unfortunately, you have not yet risen in the Divine Sect, and you have not yet become famous in the world, you are dying in my hands, and I, Nie Yuan, am still a strong man known to everyone in the world, how many former strong people are below, and what?

"Nie Yuan..."Yang Zhen at this moment was cold all over.

"You still know me? That's right, I used to be a genius of the Eastern Ancient Sect, how could the disciples of the Divine Sect not know who I am? But then you will also die under my sword, the forbidden space below is a hidden array created by my master, and the space behind the immortal trail is sealed with things that my master values very much, and it was actually destroyed by you, and you also got the things in it, even I don't know what is in it. ”

Speaking of this, Nie Yuan's murderous aura gradually burned: "You should understand what I'm talking about, hand over what you got from the forbidden land seal in the rear, and I'll give you a good time!"

Yang Zhen was sure and immediately fell silent.

For three breaths, he didn't say a word.

Nie Yuan smiled disdainfully: "It seems that you have a choice, and you don't want to hand over the treasure until you die?" Yes, Hengzhi is a death, since the result is the same, why do you have to honestly hand over the treasure that you have worked so hard to get at risk? Then die under my sword!"

"Bang!"

When Nie Yuan shouted, he didn't swing his sword.

However, Yang Zhen was surrounded by countless shackles and swords, and suddenly shackled the surrounding ten zhang space, as if sealing him and the space together in an instant.

Seeing that the surrounding space was filled and shackled by sword qi, Yang Zhen truly saw the supreme mystery of the 'realm' at this moment, making him have no power to react or resist.

"Give it a go......" Yang Zhen is also urging Wujiding.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, the sound of stopping Yang Zhen from shattering the enchantment in the Demon Qi Seal came from the Dading Demon Qi Space held up by the eighteen big hands in front of him.

Nie Yuan was about to explode into a killing machine, but when he heard the voice, he honestly suppressed the sword.

"How can it be more and more familiar? And the big hand...... ...... with Da Ding" Yang Zhen was so frightened that he was in a cold sweat, and when he saw that Nie Yuan was sealing the murderous aura, he pale and looked at the distant demonic qi Dading space behind him.

"It must have been somewhere to see !!," he reaffirmed.

"Boss !!"

Xuan Zhen spoke at this moment: "Yes, yes, it's the existence you know!"

"Who?" Yang Zhen shuddered.

"It's just, it's a mysterious artifact spirit, a mysterious artifact spirit that disappeared into the Diluo Demon after taking away Yin Chen Zhenren!!"

"Mystic Artifact!?"

The body and mind were dead at this moment, and he looked at the demonic energy hall held up by the eighteen big hands again, and his pupils suddenly brightened, no wonder he felt familiar when he saw the strange big hands from the moment he entered the immortal trace.

Suddenly remembered the first time I encountered the broken magic weapon, and saw that there was a palm above, and there were seven images compared to the eighteen big hands, no wonder I had always felt familiar before.

Coupled with the breath of the Forbidden Blood Demon Sutra sensed in the immortal trace space, combined with the understanding of the mysterious artifact spirit, Xuan Zhen said that maybe the peerless person who turned his hand into the cloud and covered his hand into rain in this immortal trace is the mysterious artifact spirit.

Ten zhang away, Nie Yuan suddenly asked the demonic qi Dading in the air, "Master, why don't you kill this son?"

"I have my own ideas for teachers!" The mysterious voice drank indifferently, and released some divine power to condense around Yang Zhen: "Yang Zhen, can you guess who I am now?"

Yang Zhenru was on the verge of the enemy: "Mysterious Weapon Spirit, it's you, right?"

"Mystic Machine?" the voice didn't care.

"Isn't it?"

"When you first met me, this seat was indeed in a broken magic weapon, but it was just hidden in it, could I be a machine spirit?"

"Yes, seeing that you are a magic weapon fragment, I subconsciously feel that your voice, your existence, is a magic weapon spirit..."

gasped again, and exchanged several times, which made Yang Zhencai like waking up from a big dream.

Mystic machine spirits?

When he accidentally got the fragment in Wuying Mountain, he could hear the sound inside, and he felt that he was a mysterious machine spirit, and this subconscious made him make a big mistake again.

The voice came again, as if asleep: "You didn't ask me who I am, if I was a machine spirit, or whatever, did you?"

"Master, this ......"

Nie Yuan, who was holding a sword on the other side, looked at Yang Zhen in shock, and then looked at the big array, completely unthinking that the 'Master' in his eyes would know a cultivator of the Eastern Regions Shengang Realm.

Seemingly relationship... It's not shallow!

Yang Zhen asked again: "You have been using me and deceiving me?"

"When did I lie to you? You think I'm a broken magic weapon spirit, and you haven't asked me who I am, as for using you..."

The voice was silent for a while, and suddenly it became nothing: "As a supreme giant, of course I have to use all means, if I don't use you, how can this seat be reborn?"

"You..."

He was indeed speechless.

"Then I can only blame myself for not having knowledge, not a giant of the ages, otherwise I can see at first glance how you exist..."q

Yang Zhen seemed to be full of strength at this moment, and his eyes became more and more determined: "Then I will formally ask you now, who are you?"

The voice suddenly filled with grandeur: "This seat is the Demon Emperor!"

Demon Emperor!?

Who is it?

Yang Zhen immediately looked for ancient books and rumors, but he couldn't find them at all for a while, and he also asked Xuan Zhen and Hanlin Mink to gain nothing.

"The Demon Emperor, it is estimated that tens of thousands of years ago, the scattered cultivator demon of a certain continent..."