The evil spirit led the way and led everyone to stop in front of the king's palace again.
"You won't tell me that the gilded coffin of the Poseidon is here."
Qi Wuxue curled his lips and said, the royal palace is the place where the body of the evil spirit is sealed. Yaoyan has been there once before, but there is no body of the Sea Emperor in it at all.
The evil devil smiled and said: "It's right here, but it's not inside the royal palace, but in the sky above the royal palace."
After speaking, he opened his mouth and exhaled a thick stream of black smoke. Black smoke filled the air. In the sky above the empty palace, an invisible palace slowly appeared under the black smoke.
Several people's eyes lit up, and they didn't expect that there was a palace hidden in the royal palace using folding fans of light.
"The Poseidon's coffin is inside. I went in, but I couldn't open the coffin. A portrait was pressed on top of the coffin and it couldn't be moved at all."
The evil spirit continued, "According to the agreement, you have to let me go."
Xiao Chen opened his mouth and released the Dragon-Phoenix Cauldron. Without any explanation, he sucked the evil spirit in without giving him a chance to bargain.
Whizzing!
Lang Taotian, Yan Chihai, and a couple from Linggui Island rushed into the palace above. Then Long Fei, Qi Wuxue, and Na Leng Ao also followed in, leaving Princess Yaoyan and Xiao Chen untouched. .
"Master Xiao, can we go in?"
In the thick smoke, the palace was looming in the sky. Xiao Chen stared at the palace: "Princess Yaoyan, have you really never been to this palace?" Before entering the Haihuang Palace, Yaoyan once said that she didn't know about Haihuang either. Where is the coffin, but Xiao Chen really doesn't believe it now.
Since the demon in the Dragon Phoenix Cauldron, in order to survive, he could tell Xiao Chen the location of the coffin.
Why can't you tell Yaoyan that Princess Yaoyan, holding the Thunder Extreme Sword, has defeated her before
The background of every person who is still alive today is not simple. In a hazy moment, he felt that he had fallen into a big trap.
"Mr. Xiao, I..." Princess Yaoyan stopped talking and wanted to say something.
Xiao Chen waved his hand and interrupted: "Stop talking, it's the same as before, I believe Her Highness the Princess will not harm me.
I only help seal the evil body, and other things have nothing to do with me. The purpose of the people who come here, and what the Sharman tribe wants to do have nothing to do with me. "
After saying this, there was a flash of lightning under his feet, and Xiao Chen also entered the palace, leaving the charming princess standing there with a somewhat sad expression.
In the palace, Lang Taotian and others were surrounding a gilt coffin, frowning secretly.
Above the coffin, there was an unfolded portrait floating. Several people tried it one after another, but they were unable to move the coffin board even an inch.
The man in the portrait is exactly the same as the man in the picture of the Qing Emperor drawing his sword in Xiao Chen's hand. The only difference is his expression, movements and background.
In the picture in front of him, the Qing Emperor's eyes were full of energy and arrogance, and a domineering aura radiated through the paper.
Standing on the top of the mountain, looking far into the distance, I feel that the world is so big that no one else can be so heroic.
The drawing of the sword in Xiao Chen's hand, but the Qing Emperor's sharpness is restrained, his eyes are more filled with vicissitudes and the accumulation of time, as if he has seen through the chaos of the world of mortals, and his domineering power has been lost, replaced by a kind of perception of life and death.
Without this kind of realization, Qingdi Draws His Sword Tu would probably not be able to let Xiao Chen experience the feeling of death again and again.
There is a long period of time between the two pictures. There is no doubt that the Qing Emperor in the drawing of the sword is much stronger than the Qing Emperor in the picture in front of him, and he can see more clearly.
"Xiao Chen, why are you here just now? Hurry up and collect this climbing map and let us open the coffin."
Lang Taotian's eyes lit up when he saw Xiao Chen coming in, and he said commandingly. The others looked at Xiao Chen eagerly, waiting for him to take action.
There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, but it was Princess Yaoyan who also walked in.
One hundred meters in a step, Xiao Chen came to the coffin, stretched out his hand, and took the Climbing View into his hand.
Others looked happy and stepped forward one after another, wanting to lift the lid of the coffin to see if the treasure inside was still there.
The lid of the coffin opened with a bang, and several people looked inside with joy, but their expressions changed. There was nothing inside the gilt coffin.
"How could this happen? Where is the body of the Poseidon?"
"Damn, what's going on? There's not even a hair on it."
Disappointment, everyone was disappointed.
Poseidon's scepter, divine rain robe, boots, Poseidon's crown.
Which one is not an emperor-level secret treasure? Even though the Martial Saint realm cannot bring out the full power of the emperor-level secret treasure, it can still sweep through a party and greatly increase its strength by emitting only 20% of its power.
Xiao Chen had already expected it, and was not too surprised by this, so he put the climbing telescope away.
In the Qiankun Ring, the Blue Emperor's Drawing the Sword Picture and the Climbing High Vision Picture immediately began to merge with a swish sound, forming a blazing ball of light.
I was slightly shocked that the two pictures could be merged, and I didn't know what would happen.
There should be a secret in the Qing Emperor's drawing of the sword, but he has been unable to obtain the secret inside even though he has mastered the art of drawing the sword.
This time, the opportunity should have arrived. After the integration is completed, the secrets in the Qing Emperor's drawing of the sword should also come to light.
"Xiao Chen, release the evil demon you have conquered and torture it carefully."
Lang Taotian kicked the gilded coffin angrily, but the coffin didn't move at all and made a loud banging sound.
Xiao Chen ignored it and had no intention of releasing the evil spirit. He turned away and prepared to leave the place.
Whoops!
A figure stopped in front of Xiao Chen, but it was Yan Chihai from the Beihai Alliance. He sneered: "Master Xiao, why are you leaving in such a hurry? You must have obtained the treasure of the Neptune Emperor's body in advance."
"Dry tongue!"
Xiao Chen frowned and raised his head to stare at Yan Chihai. Suddenly, Yan Chihai felt as if thousands of long knives had passed through him, stabbing him with holes in them in an instant, killing him.
"Am I dead? No, this is an illusion. I fell into this kid's trap."
Yan Chihai's eyes regained clarity and he woke up instantly, but Xiao Chen's fist also fell on his chest.
Terrifying power stirred inside his body like a knife. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was hit hard against the wall by Xiao Chen's punch.
With a huff, Xiao Chen dodged and easily avoided Lang Taotian who was attacking from behind. He stretched out his right hand and clasped the opponent's wrist.
Feeling like his wrist was clamped by pliers, Lang Taotian couldn't help but panic. He never thought of his silent sneak attack. Xiao Chen seemed to have eyes behind his back, waiting for him to take action.
boom!
Raising his hand, Xiao Chen threw Lang Taotian to the ground like trash.
There was a flash of lightning under his feet, and before Lang Baotian could stand up, he stepped heavily on his chest.
Pressing it down again, strength surged, no matter how hard the opponent struggled, it was of no avail.
The couple on Linggui Island were originally planning to attack at the same time, but seeing such a scene, they didn't dare to make any move.
"Xiao Chen, you bastard, I, the master of Xuanshui Sect, will never let you go.
You idiot, you don’t know anything, you really think you can show off your power in this Sea Palace, just..." Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Chen raised his foot and kicked Lang Taotian directly out of the palace, with a crunching sound. This kick broke several of the opponent's ribs.
Standing up, Yan Chihai watched as a gust of wind blew up from his side and blew past the waves. His heart beat a few times and his face turned pale.
Seeing Xiao Chen looking towards him, he quickly said: "Master Xiao, I wrongly blamed you. You definitely did not touch the body of the Sea Emperor."
"Princess, let's go!"
Passing by Yaoyan, Xiao Chen smiled slightly and said softly.
Yaoyan's heart sank, this smile was so similar to that night when the moon hung high.
It was obviously a smile, but there was no warmth at all. How could there be such a cold and lonely smile in the world.
After leaving this place, under the leadership of Yao Yan, everyone entered the royal palace.
In the royal palace, Xiao Chen released the evil spirit and let it find many undiscovered treasure rooms, and everyone benefited from it.
But the disappearance of emperor-level secret treasures such as the Divine Rain Robe and the Poseidon Emperor's Scepter made everyone feel indifferent to these benefits and found them meaningless. Compared with the Poseidon Emperor's relics, they were nothing more than drizzle.
There were many evil spirits in the palace. After a fierce battle, several people finally reached the place where the evil spirits were sealed.
On a throne in front, a slightly dim Lei Ji sword was inserted on it.
A huge golden shadow tried to break free from the throne several times, but was severely restrained by the Lei Ji Sword.
The Thunder Ji Sword seemed to have grown inside this phantom's body. He didn't even struggle, but the trembling Thunder Ji Sword caused him even more pain.
The painful wailing resounded throughout the palace, and the sound made people shudder.
Seeing the bewitching face and the golden evil shadow in the crowd, they suddenly became calm.
The shadow continued to shrink, becoming solid and thick, the same size as an average person, sitting on the throne.
If it weren't for the Lei Ji Sword stuck in his chest, which was still burning with a faint thunder fire, this golden demon might be mistaken for a generation of emperors.
"Little girl, you tortured me for two years, but you finally showed up."
The golden evil demon had a cold look in his eyes and said through gritted teeth.