In the True Spirit Continent, the strong Martial Emperor is enough to stand at the peak of cultivation. Anyone can easily change the pattern of the True Spirit Continent, and their luck is tied to one.

But it was such a strong man who died and died in the corridor of Mitian Palace and turned into a dry bone. Chu Xingyun also noticed that the bones of the Emperor of Martial Arts had been completely weathered and there was no trace of the Emperor of Martial Arts.

"By normalcy, the will of the Emperor Wu is from heaven and earth, immortal and immortal, and immortal. The will of the Emperor Wu Wu is not only completely dissipated, but also seems to be forcibly pulled out..." Chu Xingyun's expression became more and more serious, and he pondered for a moment before continuing to move forward.

After the will of Emperor Wu dissipated, the bones of Emperor Wu were no different from ordinary bones. Chu Xingyun naturally did not collect them. He just looked at them carefully and then looked away.

In front of me, the light became dimmer and darker, and it had already arrived at the interior of the palace.

When he stepped into this place, Chu Xingyun saw another dry bone, three in total, each of which was crystal clear and inscriptions attached to the bones. It was obvious that these three people were also powerful men of the Emperor of Martial Arts during their lifetime.

"There were four martial emperors who died in this Mitian Palace. The will of each of them were forcibly pulled out. The methods were extremely cruel. It seemed that there was indeed a secret hidden here." Chu Xingyun's voice condensed and gradually calmed down.

At this moment, he was trapped in the Mitian Palace. Along the way, the scene was extremely terrifying, and there were also the corpses of four powerful Martial Emperors. They were strange and profound. If it were ordinary people, they would have been driven crazy and became confused.

But for Chu Xingyun, the scenes in front of him made him feel even more excited!

The goal that a warrior pursues throughout his life is the supreme power that burns the sky and destroys the earth. This power is not given by others, but is cultivated through hard work.

Cultivate the soul of the original mind and the world outside, and all things that hinder cultivation should be cut off and sing and progressing rapidly. This is Chu Xingyun's martial arts heart.

In his previous life, he had explored countless dangerous secret realms and dangerous caves, and even the most mysterious top of Tianling Mountain, he didn't take it seriously, just to find a breakthrough opportunity.

Now, although Chu Xingyun is reborn and has returned to a thousand years ago, this martial arts heart has not changed because of this.

Chu Xingyun glanced at the three bones, stepped out, walked to the end of the corridor, and stepped into a hall.

In the spacious hall, the breath was destroyed and dissipated. The magnificence and momentum of the past had long been submerged in the long river of history. There were no traces of bones on the ground, only layers of thick dust were stacked.

"When you go further, there is no way out. This place should be the end of the Mitian Palace." Chu Xingyun said in his heart, for some reason, the quieter it is, the more he feels something is wrong.

Buzz!

Suddenly, a buzzing sound rang out, although subtle, but it was extremely clear in Chu Xingyun's eardrum. His eyes suddenly condensed and he immediately looked at the source of the sound.

At the end of the hall, a strange white orb, like a spider cocoon, was floating there on a gray and white platform. The spider cocoon was trembling at this moment, and cracks were cracking, making the atmosphere of the space even more gloomy.

"It seems... something is going to come out." Chu Xingyun narrowed his eyes slightly. As soon as the words fell, a dark purple light surged out from the spider cocoon. The light circled in the void. Not only did it dissipate immediately, but a blurred shadow also condensed.

Chu Xingyun looked at him closely and saw that the blurry phantom seemed to be a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe, with sharp facial features, and his eyes flashed with red light. He was staring at him, revealing a strong sense of danger.

In addition, eight spider legs extended on the back of the middle-aged man, each of which was pitch black and hideous, revealing a cold luster like metal. At this moment, even the knowledgeable Chu Xingyun suddenly turned pale.

This middle-aged man seems not to be a human!

Such thoughts flashed through Chu Xingyun's mind. He slowly poked out his right palm and gently covered the black hole heavy sword. Once something went wrong, he would wave his sword to meet the enemy without hesitation.

"I thought that the person who could get here would be the one who had a kalpa and Nirvana, but I never expected that he would die in your hands in the end." The middle-aged man also stared at Chu Xingyun, his red eyes flashing with strange lights, some were surprised and some sighing, but more were greed, just like a monster scrutinizing his prey, with a huge demonic aura.

"So what if I get here? With Jiang Qianjue's talent and physique, I'm afraid it can only be turned into your nourishment?" Chu Xingyun grinned, and his voice was a bit ridiculous, which made the middle-aged man in front of him stunned for a moment.

"How do you say this?" the middle-aged man asked on his own initiative.

"After a long time, Mitian Mountain has finally opened. You take the initiative to disperse the will of the Martial Emperor and condense it into a golden ancient spring, thereby attracting the strong to step into Mitian Mountain and attracting them here through golden water droplets."

"After these strong men come here, if they are ordinary people, you will kill them on the spot, absorb their souls in the sea, turn them into nutrients, and continue to survive. But if they are strong people, you will use the magical power to seize the body to have a brand new body and return to the earth."

"Jiang Qianjue is old and has exhausted his talents. He can enter the Nirvana realm by relying on that trace of the will of the Emperor of Martial Arts. Therefore, after he comes here, he will only die, and he will die in endless pain."

Chu Xingyun gently spoke the pronunciations of the words. Every time he said a sentence, the middle-aged man was surprised, especially when he heard the last word, his eyes flashed with sharp elf, and he said with a strange voice: "How do you know these?"

"How? Do you know this is strange?"

Seeing the surprised expression of the middle-aged man, Chu Xingyun smiled disdainfully. He stretched out his hand and pointed to the dead bones in the corridor. He said slowly: "Along the way, there are endless bones, including four bones, belonging to the powerful Wu Emperor. Not only does he die in a miserable state, even the will of Wu Emperor was sucked out and completely turned into nothingness."

"Just by chance, I vaguely remember that there is some kind of evil secret technique in this world that can condense the body of the soul by sucking the will of the Emperor of Martial Arts, so that the soul will not dissipate a trace of it in the long years."

"Therefore, the four powerful martial emperors outside should die at your hands. You will all be sucked away by you to condense the body of souls and stabilize the three souls and seven spirits." Chu Xingyun's words were convincing, and he immediately met the middle-aged man's suspicious eyes, and finally smiled faintly: "Is this wrong with what I said? The famous Mitian Wu Emperor..."
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