The next morning, they finally arrived at the entrance of the Demon Clan's seal.

What surprised them was that the so-called sealed place was completely different from what they imagined. It was more like an ancient city, with white walls and white towers blocking the snow-covered land.

"It turned out to be like this." He Xiao sighed. He clamped his horse's belly, took the lead through the broken arches of the ancient city, and ran along the silent streets. Qi Rusong followed closely behind without saying a word.

This city, which has been abandoned for thousands of years, looks beautiful from a distance, but it was only recently discovered that it is in ruins. The narrow alleys in the city are complicated, and the buildings are stacked against each other. Their fronts have no windows and are featureless. When you look at it, they look pale.

Everything is white, as if humans in the past had no concept of color.

The ruins of the collapsed houses they walked through were full of faded burn marks.

Continuing forward, they saw the ruins of a long-destroyed palace. The palace square was raging with wind and sand, and the statue of the ancient god that was passed down orally in Daxia stood impressively in the huge square.

He Xiao led the way, walking through the aisles between the statues. Qi Rusong was shivering from the extreme cold, and followed him silently.

"This is your ancestor of the Qi family!" He Xiao pointed to a statue not far away.

The statue was engraved with the appearance of the ancestor when he was alive, and it looked somewhat similar to Qi Rusong. But He Xiao judged that it was the dragon light stone sculpture of the demon sword that was placed on the statue's lap.

Qi Rusong stopped and looked at the statue of his ancestor. The sculptor at that time had mastered the charm of his ancestor very well. He sat solemnly, holding the sword lying on his knee tightly with his fingers.

He knelt down on one knee and saluted his ancestors; "Please protect my descendants of the Qi family!" He prayed silently.

After a while, He Xiao's voice appeared again, "Is this my ancestor? This look is not handsome enough, not handsome enough!"

I wonder how the ancestors of the He family would feel if they heard these remarks. Qi Rushong smiled slightly.

"Rusong, this place is very different from the records in ancient books. Could it be that we went wrong?"

"It is recorded in ancient books that my ancestors, under the leadership of the ancient gods, fought against the monsters here. It is reasonable to build a city to confront the enemy." Qi Rushong said, "There is another possibility..."

"What?"

"My ancestors came up with the idea of ​​creating a seal after defeating the demon clan, but building a seal did not happen overnight."

"Or maybe the seal is not stable in the early stages of construction...it needs strong people to protect it."

"It's very possible!" Qi Rushong said, "Maybe later on, the descendants of the guardian can't stand the poverty here and leave here to enjoy the fairy life you talk about."

"Hey, the world is just a big dye vat. No matter how noble and strong a man is, he will still have selfish desires." He Xiao sighed.

Continuing to explore forward, they soon found the sealed entrance. After taking a deep breath at the entrance of the cave, the two of them walked in.

The spiral staircase leading underground was very narrow, so Qi Rusong walked in front holding a torch.

"This place looks like a tomb." He Xiao held his nose and said, "A tomb that smells extremely bad."

Indeed, as he said, this place has a strong stench. It is not rotten, but a disgusting stench, like the sulfur from hell mixed with indescribable filth in ancient books.

"Maybe the ancient gods are buried here!" Qi Rusong said.

Black shadows lurked furtively, and the swaying firelight illuminated the stone slabs underfoot, revealing pairs of granite pillars on the left and right, extending into the darkness in the distance.

Suddenly, the torches in the hands of the two men were extinguished quietly, and the surroundings suddenly became dark.

"What's going on? There's still wind here, why did the fire go out?" He Xiao screamed loudly, but when it reached Qi Rusong's cochlea, it seemed so weak.

"Louder!" Qi Rusong shouted.

"What? I was already very loud! It's you, why are you so quiet?"

Something strange! He had no idea what kind of power it was.

He grabbed He Xiao's arm and found that the other person's body was shaking. "Calm down, calm down! It may be a barrier created by the ancient gods!"

Calm down, calm down, he told He Xiao, comforting himself at the same time.

After a while, the eyes got used to the darkness, and the room seemed to gradually light up, and the things around them slowly appeared. In the darkness, countless huge and empty eyes stared at them hungrily.

"Move on, you and I are descendants of the Five Kings of Daxia and the patron saints of mankind!" Qi Rusong told him.

"Yes, I am the crown prince of the Eastern Region and the patron saint of Great Xia!"

So He Xiao overcame the fear in his heart, and the two of them strode forward one after the other...

Continuing forward, they came to a room full of monster bones.

Qi Rusong touched one of them curiously, wondering whether it was a real ancient monster or a stone sculpture.

His fingertips brushed over a wide chin, and it felt quite real. The bones felt smooth, cold and hard. His fingers touched a tooth, which was black and sharp, as if it was made of [Demon Crystal Jade]

】Dagger made by.

"Is this a dragon? A dragon?" He Xiao asked.

"Jiaolong!" Qi Rushong also learned to be humorous.

"Fuck you."

Thanks to [Soul Eye], he quickly found the exit of the room.

It was an ancient and huge stone door. He found the thick iron ring on the stone door in the dark, and pulled hard. The door resisted for a while, and then slowly opened inward. The two opened a gap just enough for them to get in, and then

Drilled in.

If the room just now can be considered dark, then the black hole in this eighteenth level of hell is so dark that you can't even see it.

They gave their eyes enough time to adjust, but they still couldn't see anything except the vague gray outline of the door they just came in from.

He Xiao stretched out his fingers and shook them in front of his face, feeling the movement of the air, but there was nothing there. "What the hell is this place!" He couldn't help but curse.

The mind is as still as water, using all the senses to gain insight into the surroundings, Qi Rusong reminded himself

He led the impatient He Xiao along the wall, moving his hands on the stone surface, slowly walking through the darkness with small steps. It seemed like he had walked for a long time, and the wall suddenly came to an end, and a puff of cold air blew across his cheek.

He heard sounds coming from far below. Distant conversations, and the flickering firelight dimly swept across the walls.

"Listen!" He Xiao also heard the voice. "Is it a demon clan?"

Following the sound, they found the entrance to a passage that looked like a wellhead.

The entrance is three meters wide, opening straight to the center of the earth. Large stones are embedded in the curved wall as a staircase, spiraling downwards.

"Go down and kill them!" He Xiao said and started to take action.

"Wait a minute, the opponent's spiritual energy is very strong, don't act rashly!" Qi Rusong advised, "Besides, I am in the dark, and the enemy is in the open..."

"I know!"

So, they lay down on the edge of the entrance and secretly looked down, and a cold black air hit them.

Far below, they saw a ball of light, as small as a candle flame. Qi Rusong could distinguish two people. Their shadows were intertwined and projected on the wall, as tall as giants.

He could hear the conversation between the two people. Although the sound was weak, he could hear it clearly.

"I didn't expect them to make such a big move," a voice came, "Things went a little beyond plan."

"Too fast, too fast!" Another voice complained, "What's the use of starting a war now? They haven't woken up yet, and we can't get anything. We have to find a way to delay it." "It's better to ask me to turn back time.

, I don’t have that kind of magical power.”

The first person chuckled and said: "You are more than capable." The flames burned in the cold air, and the tall shadows were almost cast on them.

Only then did Qi Rushong see clearly that the bright light was not a torch, but a light source created by a group of spiritual energy.

At the same time, his [Soul Eye] showed that the opponent's strength surpassed the [Ninth Level Final Sword King]!

He Xiao also sensed the other party's spiritual power, and he suddenly felt a chill running down his spine.

"Rusong, these two people have the power of a god!" He said in an extremely weak voice.

Qi Rusong immediately signaled He Xiao to crawl away from the entrance, lie down, and stick to the wall. Seeing the two of them reach the top of the stairs, the two held their breath.

"What do you want me to do?" The man who spoke was stout and wore a leather cloak. Under his black hair was a round face with scars.

"If necessary, a miracle must come!" The other man was of medium height, light in steps, with round shoulders and a thick waist, delicate skin, and a full beard.

"We don't have such authorization, we will be punished!" The man with the scar on his face said as he walked into the room with his companions.

"If you allow the situation to escalate further, it will not be as simple as punishment." Bearded man said.

"Maybe!" said the man with the scar on his face, "but no matter what, you can't perform miracles randomly unless it's absolutely necessary."

"Then I'll trouble you to go and [teach] well in front of that big shot!"

"You put it lightly, this guy is getting more and more out of control. If necessary, I can't wait to support his son to rise to power."

"Not a daughter? The one who inherits the power of his family is his little daughter."

"That girl has the appearance of a king, no, no!"

The man with the scar on his face pushed something, and Qi Rusong heard a low rumble. Then, a huge stone slab slowly slid out from the well mouth, turning bright red under the firelight. It made a loud rumble in the room.

When the sound subsided, there was only a smooth, hard stone with no cracks.

"First, stabilize the demon tribes in other places so that they don't imitate Dan Ming."

"Leave this matter to me," the bearded man said, "There is one more thing that needs attention right now."

"You mean that kid from the Qi family?" said the man with the scar on his face.

"Yes, he rebelled against his father, which makes that old guy Qitai feel better." The bearded man said.

He's talking about my father!

"Huh, isn't it exactly what you wanted?"

"The little wolf cub is more ruthless than his father, but Qi Tai is easier to deal with. But compared to the two of them, Qi Tai's illegitimate son deserves your attention more."

"A mere [Fifth-Level Sword King] can't achieve anything."

"Don't bully young people into poverty! Be careful of capsizing in the gutter."

"According to your wishes, kill him directly?"


Chapter completed!