"Jin Xiu, are you awake?" Lu Chen ran forward in surprise and looked Jin Xiu up and down.

In the first battle of the secret realm, Jin Xiu absorbed a large number of monk souls, and there were too many to count from the middle to the late stage of foundation building. At that time, Lu Chen was in a hurry to flee for his life, and he didn't have time to calculate how much he had received, so he knew that in the end, Jin Xiu had to return to the box to refine his soul, otherwise in the face of Xuankong's pursuit, Jin Xiu would not fail to participate in the battle.

At this time, Jin Xiu woke up and got out of the box by himself, he must have finished refining those souls, Lu Chen swept it away with his divine sense, and sure enough, it was already the late stage of foundation building.

Looking at Jin Xiu with envy, Lu Chen nodded comfortingly: "Little guy, I really envy you, you don't need to endure hardships to improve your realm, and you can improve your realm so quickly." ”

Jin Xiu scratched his head embarrassedly, and a few fingers grabbed the skull with a crunching sound.

Lu Chen patted Jin Xiu's shoulder, and suddenly the old man of Qijing sounded, and hurriedly returned to the sea: "Old man, are you okay?"

"What can I do?" the old man's voice carried obvious dissatisfaction: "This time you are blessed with great fortune, and the magma spewed out did not even touch the two of you. ”

"Huh?"

Lu Chen rubbed his chin in confusion and asked, "How did Xuankong die?"

"Self-detonating Jin Dan, unfortunately, the Six Yang True Fire Talisman is too powerful, directly cutting off the connection between his divine sense and the Purple Mansion. The old man replied briefly.

"And what is this place?"

Xuankong's death was nothing to Lu Chen, since the person was dead, all the things in the past should have disappeared. His gaze blinked to the top of the Starry Cave, and then fell on the eighteen ancient paintings, and finally lingered on the jade bead for a while, before Lu Chen asked.

The old man Qijing and Jin Xiu both shook their heads, and the old man said: "This should be the underground of Cangshan under the ancient pine, about thirty miles deep. ”

"The secret realm has its own treasures, the old man had doubted the intentions of the owner of this place, and now it seems that the Jiuyan Tower is just a disguise, and the things that the owner of this place wants to protect should be the jade beads in front of him, as well as the eighteen ancient paintings. ”

Lu Chen also thought so, and stepped forward silently, feeling the chill of the jade bead, and quickly transported the black evil heart fire, and the black evil heart fire that devoured the six yang true fire was rich and extremely high, and immediately offset the chill transmitted on the jade bead.

Holding the jade bead in the palm of his hand, suddenly, a sky-high light flashed in the cave.

"Haha~, it seems that Xiaoyou has successfully refined the Jiuyan Tower, and obtained the Six Yang True Fire left in the tower by the Immortal, not bad, not bad. ”

With the appearance of the light, a wisp of cold qi drilled out of the jade bead and condensed into the appearance of an old man with immortal wind dao bones in the mid-air on the top of the cave.

Lu Chen was taken aback, and his subconscious horror caused him to take two steps back, and the jade bead slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

The old man brushed his beard with one hand and smiled: "Is it that you have refined the Six Yang True Fire?"

Subconsciously nodded, his face sinking like water, without a trace of expression.

"Don't be so restrained, all you see is a wisp of remnant soul left by the old man in the cold fog. Hehe, since Xiaoyou has a fate with this immortal, the things here will be given to you. ”

The old man said with a smile, the wide sleeves of his robe waved slightly, and eighteen ancient paintings flew up from the four walls, gathered together in front of the old man, and then turned into a pair of slender ancient paintings, falling in front of Lu Chen.

"Confess the Lord with blood. ”

The old man smiled and gave orders.

Lu Chen paused, bit his fingertips, and dripped a drop of blood.

The slender scroll of ancient paintings suddenly emitted a dazzling brilliance, and then Lu Chen took a closer look and gasped.

"Blue Abyss Star Relic~"