On the fifth floor, there is a huge hall, just like a royal palace in a dynasty, solemn and solemn. Orbs with a faint blue light are hung on the hall, making the hall mysterious and hazy.
Jian Wushuang looked straight into the deepest part of the hall, with a flash of fear in his eyes.
There, there is a huge throne!
A figure wearing a dark gold and black robe was sitting quietly on the throne.
This figure lowered his head, and his leg-length black hair was spread on the ground, making it difficult to see his face.
And under the throne, there were six mummies with frightened faces and open mouths.
"This is?!!!"
Jian Wushuang's pupils shrank, and when he turned his right hand, an ancient parchment scroll appeared.
Jian Wushuang lowered his head and looked at the parchment. On this parchment, there were seven faces reflected on the first page. They were portraits of the Wind Chaser's team from ten thousand years ago.
Jian Wushuang put away the parchment and looked at the six mummies under the throne again, his whole body suddenly shook.
These six mummies are clearly the six team members who followed King Chasing the Wind to the Tailuo Ruins 10,000 years ago!
Jian Wushuang looked at this scene and felt a strong chill in his heart for some unknown reason.
Instinctively, Jian Wushuang planned to retreat.
Click click click.
However, at this moment, the purple-gold and black-robed figure sitting on the throne slowly raised his head.
In an instant, all the hairs on Jian Wushuang's body stood on end, and an extremely terrifying feeling of horror arose in his heart. This feeling of horror was like a light on his back, and Jian Wushuang actually felt as if he was facing death.
On the throne, the figure slowly raised his head, revealing an old face.
When Jian Wushuang saw this face, his pupils suddenly shrank wildly,
This face was all too familiar to him. It was one of the targets of their visit to the Taro Ruins this time, King Chasing the Wind!
"King Zhufeng, are you not dead?" Jian Wushuang asked in surprise.
"Yes, how could I die?" King Zhufeng said with a hoarse voice and a sly smile.
Jian Wushuang's heart sank. For some reason, this Wind Chasing King gave him an extremely weird feeling.
He took a few steps back slightly, preparing to send a message back to the Palace of Life to convey the news that King Chasing the Wind was still alive.
However, the result of this summons made Jian Wushuang's expression change slightly.
The summons was terminated!
It was as if there was an invisible force here that completely cut off the communication between him and the Palace of Life.
"My child, are you scared? Why are you retreating?" King Zhufeng looked at Jian Wushuang with a strange expression.
"Child?" Jian Wushuang frowned.
This title should obviously not be what King Zhufeng calls him.
Moreover, he also discovered that while King Zhufeng was speaking, there was a vague invisible force coming towards him. This force was gentle and desirable, as if it really came from the hand of his father.
"Something's wrong!!"
Jian Wushuang took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm. He was now absolutely sure that something had happened to King Zhufeng!
"King Zhufeng, what's going on with them?" Jian Wushuang tilted his head slightly, pointed at the six mummies under his seat with his chin, and asked calmly.
"Them? Who knows." King Zhufeng shook his head, then looked straight at Jian Wushuang, and said in a low voice: "My child, come here quickly, I don't like talking from such a distance."
Jian Wushuang had no expression on his face when he heard this, but a sneer could not help but rise in his heart.
Just when he was about to walk out of the palace gate, a cold snort suddenly sounded from outside the door.
Immediately afterwards, Jian Wushuang saw Qing Xuzi and strode in.
"Huh? Is there anyone else here?" Qing Xuzi saw King Zhufeng sitting on the throne, and his brows suddenly raised.
"Here comes another one." On the throne, King Zhufeng saw Qing Xuzi walking in, and he suddenly laughed in a low voice.
Vaguely, Jian Wushuang, who was paying close attention to King Zhufeng, seemed to see a bit of ferocity and greed hidden in King Zhufeng's smile.
"Old guy, why are you laughing?" Qing Xuzi's face turned cold when he saw this, and then he snorted coldly and changed the subject: "Old guy, let me ask you, do you know how to get the things in this hall?"
Hearing this, King Zhufeng smiled slightly and said, "You want it?"
"Nonsense, I don't want me to ask you why?" Qing Xuzi replied with a sneer.
"Okay, kid, come over here and I'll tell you." King Zhufeng smiled more and more kindly.
However, the uneasiness in Jian Wushuang's heart became more intense.
"Pretend to be a ghost." Qing Xuzi also had a hint of vigilance in his heart. He took a closer look at King Zhufeng in front of him. Although King Zhufeng gave him a very strange feeling, he could also see that King Zhufeng at this moment did not seem to have anything.
strength.
After pondering for a moment, Qing Xuzi raised his head again and said, "I can't make any waves even if I measure you."
Qing Xuzi slowly walked towards King Zhufeng.
"Yes...that's it, child, just come here...I'll tell you how to get the treasure here." King Zhufeng's voice revealed a deep desire, and even his lips were filled with tears.
Excited, he seemed to be shaking a little.
Snap.
Qing Xuzi stood in front of King Zhufeng, looked at him condescendingly, and said angrily: "Tell me, how can I get the treasure here."
"Okay, okay, lower your head and come closer, and I'll tell you right away." King Zhufeng's voice revealed a strange magical power.
Qing Xuzi's expression changed slightly, but before he could make any move, he saw King Zhufeng suddenly raise his hand and press it towards his head.
Qing Xuzi wanted to dodge, but was horrified to find that his movements were hindered by an invisible obstacle, which made him unable to dodge in the end. King Zhufeng's palm was still pressed on his head.
In an instant, countless blood and divine power were sucked out along the Wind Chaser King's arm and quickly entered the Wind Chaser King's body.
Qing Xuzi's body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he let out a miserable scream.
Clang!
Qing Xuzi tremblingly grasped the Cicada Sword at his waist and slashed it upwards.
Bang!
However, this cicada-shaking divine sword, which was capable of cutting through the sky, was only grasped by the Wind-Chasing King with his hand.
Then, in Qing Xuzi's horrified eyes, King Zhufeng opened his mouth to eat the Cicada Shocking Divine Sword, inch by inch.
Click click click click click.
In just a few breaths, this Cicada Shocking Divine Sword disappeared from the mouth of King Chasing the Wind.
Snap.
Qing Xuzi fell to the ground and turned into a mummy, with huge panic still on his face.
The son of God, the invincible being in the ultimate master, died just like that!
"Hehehehe~~~"
King Zhufeng let go of his hand and let out a deep, sly smile, which was extremely weird.