There is no doubt that the three people at the beginning are the three priests of the Nine Dragon Palace.
Only the worship of the Nine Dragon Palace has the strength to subdue all the black and white masters in the world, including even Cen Sanjin and "Earth Axe" Feng Asan.
It's just that among the three priests at this time, apart from the "crazy dragon" Yuan Kuang and the "sick dragon" Zhu Yang, the last one was not the "Xiulong" Wen Baiyu who had been appearing before, but a gloomy old man with a hunchback.
With the arrogance of the "crazy dragon" Yuan Kuang and the aloofness of the "sick dragon" Zhu Yang, they are as quiet as two kittens around the hunchbacked old man. What is especially surprising is that the hunchbacked old man is closely following behind Another tall and strong figure.
The same gloomy face, the same huge hunchback... Many people recognize that this hunchbacked man is the master of the Western Regions known as the "Desert Iron Camel".
It's just unimaginable that this expert who rarely came to the Central Plains stood obediently behind the hunchbacked old man like a grandson, as if listening to teachings.
The hunchbacked old man tilted his neck, looked sideways at all the masters of the magic sect present, snorted coldly, and said loudly: "I have not been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, I don't know if anyone recognizes the old man..."
The people in the Demon Sect looked at each other, they were extremely unfamiliar with this name, only a few people's faces changed drastically, showing a look of horror.
On the contrary, Yin Jiuyou chuckled, cupped his hands and said, "I haven't seen Sha Lao for a long time, Jiuyou is being polite here."
"Tuolong" Sha Feng smiled, turned his head and smiled at the other two priests in the Nine Dragon Palace: "Look, what did I say, there are still people in the Jianghu who recognize this old man..." Then he turned his head and looked carefully Yin Jiuyou took a look, and suddenly said: "Oh, so it's the kid who followed Gui Li back then, he was called 'Xiao Jiu', right? Your master has been dead for eighty years, right?"
Yin Jiuyou, who was called "Xiao Jiu" in public, was not angry, but respectfully said: "Old Sha has a heart, it is Xiao Jiu, and ninety-nine of the family teachers have died."
"Tuolong" Shafeng showed a sighing expression, and sighed: "Yes, it's been eighty-one years. The time is so fast, and you have become the master of the ghost sect in a flash. Back then, I fought with your master as an enemy and as a friend. For half a lifetime, it turned out that your master still took a step ahead and failed to get a glimpse of the peak of martial arts. It's a pity. By the way, how is your practice of [Ghost Shadow and Youjian]? Have you broken through the seventy-seven number that Lingshi reached back then?"
Yin Jiu was humorous and silent, how could such a secret matter be revealed in public.
Emperor Qinghua showed impatience on the side, and said coldly: "Hmph, I never imagined that the famous and decisive 'Desert Blood Slaughter' would become so verbose when he got old. Don't forget, this is my sacred gate forbidden place." , not the backyard of your Kowloon Palace..."
"Asshole!"
"Tuolong" Shafeng hadn't answered yet, but the iron camel standing behind him yelled violently, stepped forward and scolded: "You dare to be so rude to my grandfather, be careful that grandpa will chop you alive!"
Unexpectedly, the enshrined in the Nine Dragon Palace turned out to be the grandfather of Tie Tuo, which was really unexpected.
Emperor Qinghua frowned, naturally his son Zhan Dong came forward, looked at each other and said: "Idiot is deformed, do you dare to do it?"
"You..." Tie Tuo was furious, but after taking a peek at the unresponsive grandfather, he really didn't dare to move forward.
"Tuolong" Shafeng smiled slightly, and said: "Grandson, I never imagined that Grandpa, I have stayed in the Nine Dragon Palace for less than a hundred years, and your kung fu and courage have shrunk to such a small size. I will give you good advice later..." After finishing speaking, his face turned pale After sinking, he turned his head to Emperor Qinghua and the others and said in a cold voice: "You little bastards, now I'll give you a chance, who can tell me where that kid Ye Qingxuan is, I'll spare you later!"
When the group of demons heard this, they couldn't help being very surprised.
It is a big surprise that this great master of Baidao actually asked the people in the Demon Sect about the whereabouts of the mortal enemy of the Demon Sect.
However, the "Tuolong" who is the party concerned looks like it should be taken for granted.
Emperor Qinghua raised his head and laughed, and said in a slow and deep voice: "Old man, don't say that Ye Qingxuan is not here, even if he is really here, it's not your turn to ask the teacher Xianxing..."
"Tuolong" Shafeng sipped his mouth, his eyes flashed fiercely, and said: "Since he's not here, private affairs can't be resolved, so let's do some business first, let's kill demons!"
As soon as the words fell, "Tuolong" Shafeng raised his left palm, and with a whoosh, a burst of extremely powerful splitting energy rolled up the wind and sand in the sky, like a sandstorm in the desert, and attacked the masters of the Demon Sect.
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In the narrow and dark tunnel, Ye Qingxuan didn't know how many bat monsters he had killed, but those monsters still dragged the corpses of the same kind out of the tunnel relentlessly, and then came in batch after batch to die.
But even standing up and letting Ye Qingxuan kill him, it can't make up for Ye Qingxuan's constant consumption of energy.
"Brother Sun, how long is it?" Ye Qingxuan was sweating profusely, and knocked back the bat monster that rushed up with his palm.
"Good question!" Sun Kun turned his head and smiled, and said, "Just finished it!"
clatter—
There was the sound of the cave entrance collapsing, and a gust of fresh wind penetrated into the tunnel, which made Ye Qingxuan and the others overjoyed, but when the breeze turned, it instantly became chilly, and everyone couldn't help showing surprise.
When everyone got out of the tunnel and saw everything in front of them, even Ye Qingxuan couldn't help exclaiming - "Damn!"
Hundreds of feet above their heads, there is a huge dome with no end in sight, and the location where everyone is located is a cliff, the cliff on the ground, and directly in front of them is an endless underground lake.
The reason why it is said to be endless is that in addition to the fact that it is difficult to see the edge in the dark, in the middle of the lake about twenty miles away from the cliff, there is a small island emitting green light. There is a spring on it, which also emits green of fluorescence.
Everyone was amazed by the spectacle in front of them.
Hua Wanrong took a deep breath, and finally said: "Look... that's the Holy Land's 'Sacred Lake of the Forefathers'."
Ye Qingxuan sighed, and said: "The land of pure yin, the sacred pool of the ancestors... so strong the innate yin energy, you can feel it even here."
Sun Kun lit a torch and threw it into the cliff at his feet. Seeing that the torch fell for a long time before it fell into the water and extinguished, old man Sun couldn't help but swallowed, and asked: "We are going to swim next. Alright? Let’s talk about it first, is there any monster in this lake, don’t something pop up out of nowhere and make the old man me food... "
Hua Wanrong shook her head, and said: "You don't need to go into the water, if you walk along the cliff, you should be able to bypass this 'Sea of Netherworld' and directly enter the temple, but the detour is about three days slower than the water route."
"Three days?"
Sun Kun couldn't help being taken aback, "Then it's better to swim over..."