Xi Jiuye must not be allowed to meet Lingyue, and he must never be given the opportunity to hurt the nanny again.
In Di Xin's mind, only this thought remained.
Before the Hundred Yuan Ancestor spoke again, Di Xin grabbed him and rushed out towards the Tomb of Chi Emperor.
The exclamation of the tiger cat and others behind him all disappeared behind him.
Emperor Xin's body was like a broken arrow, and he had reached Chidi's mausoleum.
But at this moment, a thunder burst.
"Whoever comes, dare to invade the tomb of Chi Emperor."
When the demon soldiers of the Red Prison Army heard the movement, the Chief of the Red Prison Army, with thousands of elite soldiers, stopped in front of Dixin.
The Captain of the Red Prison looked bad, and waved his hand. The demon soldiers came in all directions like a tide, and surrounded the emperor Xin and the Hunyuan ancestor like an island.
"Step aside!"
Emperor Xin has no intention of fighting many of them.
He dropped the ancestor of Hunyuan, folded his hands, and slender and strong fingers clenched into fists.
I saw that between the two punches, there was a black and white color spread like flames.
The white one is Yuan Li, and the black one is demon power.
Between black and white, Emperor Xin's face was shrouded in frost, and the indescribable forest became cold.
These two forces, one right and one evil, are intertwined and complement each other without any sense of violation.
The captain of the Red Prison was terrified, holding the soldier's hand tightly, and a cold sweat was floating in his palm.
The demon soldiers had just approached, and they felt as if they had tens of thousands of weights on their bodies.
With only a crackling sound heard, thousands of elite prisoners were elite and they all coincided, with soft knees and kneeling on the ground.
Bone pain swept through, and all the demon soldiers were faceless.
The captain of the Red Prison was slightly taller, and he did not kneel, but his body, below the waist, had already scored three points.
Not to mention blocking, thousands of elites can't even fight a battle.
"Who are you?"
The Captain of the Red Prison asked the complete sentence with fear and fear.
"Dixin."
Hearing these two unfamiliar words from Di Xin, Captain Chi prison hesitated for a moment, but immediately, his face changed.
The name of Di Xin has not been mentioned for hundreds of years, and few people have remembered this name for a long time.
But the captain of the Red Prison remembered it clearly.
When the demon ancestor Xin fell, Chi Ye demon emperor got the news and pulled the captain of the red prison to drink and celebrate.
At the end of the drink, the Red Prison Demon Emperor Tincture was drunk, holding a wine jar, scolding and laughing. At the end, the Demon Emperor red eyes, his voice choked, and muttered: "Emperor Xin, you are seedless. How can you die if you want to settle the accounts with you. If you die, I will find someone to single out later. "
That was the first time Captain Chi prison saw Chi Ye demon Emperor so miserable, in order to be the legendary demon legend Emperor Xin Yaozu, this name, Captain Chi prison want to forget it is difficult.
The demon ancestor Xin, the founder of the demon god guard, is the first strongest in the demon world that both demon emperors can hardly match.
Such a strong man, now standing in front of him?
"Even if you are a demon ancestor, you can't trespass into the Chizu Holy Land. What's more, the entrance to the Holy Land is closed and outsiders cannot enter."
The Captain of the Red Prison was brave and still refused to give way.
Early in the morning yesterday, the Captain of the Red Prison discovered that the entrance to the Tomb of the Red Emperor was closed for no reason, and even they could not enter.
"Senior Emperor Xin, the younger also knows an entrance, just northwest of the Chi Di Mausoleum."
Hunyuan Patriarch recovered, and said weakly.
Speaking of it, he clearly led Beijing Shenzun to leave the emperor's mausoleum, why did he not see Beijing Shenzun come out, and the master hadn't come out yet.
If the master does not appear again, this Red Emperor's mausoleum might be razed to the ground by the demon's anger.
Di Xin said no more, picked up the Hundred Yuan Ancestor and left.
The captain of the prison prison finally resumed his operation. He looked at the wounded demon soldier, gritted his teeth, and chased in the direction of Dixin and others leaving.
Xi Jiuye re-entered the Tomb of the Red Emperor.
This entrance is extremely hidden, and even the demon soldiers of the North Prison are missing.
The reason why Xi Jiuye returned is because he remembered a thing, the eighth figure of the beast pole.
According to legend, there are eight warriors' treasure maps in the Red Emperor's mausoleum.
Xi Jiuye was a god of war, and he was naturally very interested in this treasure.
He expected that as long as the Red Emperor Mausoleum was not captured, the emperor's demon veins remained, and Chen Mu et al. Would not help even if they attacked the South You Emperor Mausoleum. It would be better to find the Eight Formations as soon as possible without outsiders.
Only then did he walk to the middle and outer parts of the Red Emperor's Mausoleum, and the last part of the Emperor's Mausoleum was not searched. Perhaps there were eight beasts.
After returning from this trip, Xi Jiuye must find the Beast Pole Eight Diagrams.
Xi Jiuye's eyebrows moved, and the Prajna pupil of his forehead had opened.
Different from Xi Jiuye's ink-colored double pupils, when the Prajna pupil appears, it is a kind of golden-red pupil, just like a round of rising sun.
Under the influence of Prajna Hitomi, the visible walls, chambers, invisible seals, and prohibitions in the Tomb of the Red Emperor were revealed one by one.
A bunch of red breath appeared in different corners of the Red Emperor's Mausoleum. The red one was the monster.
There are also some shimmering pale gold, which are mostly monsters and treasures
The insight effect of Ban Ruo Tong is unparalleled in the world, but the use of time limit is limited. Generally speaking, Pra Ruo Tong can only last about one quarter of an hour.
A quarter of an hour is enough for Xi Jiuye.
Xi Jiuye didn't know the breath or color of the eight figures of the Beast Pole. He searched and moved his pace.
Along the way, Xi Jiuye tried to avoid those monsters.
Xi Jiuye didn't fear these monsters, but just now, he didn't want to fight, just wanted to find the Eight Formations immediately and leave here.
It was then that Xi Jiuye's pupil shrank slightly.
He actually found a breath of living in the depths of Chi Di's mausoleum.
That position is where he chased down the Hunyuan ancestor earlier.
But he clearly saw clearly that Hunyuan Patriarch had left.
And the cultivation of the man is obviously not the level of the main god, but a human race with little gods in the vagueness. There is a faint wave of spiritual strength between the vagueness.
Xi Jiuye was taken aback.Could it be said that it was the little warrior who secretly helped Hunyuan Patriarch to control those monsters to attack him?
A sense of shame sprang up.
The anger almost burned through Xi Jiuye's chest, he snorted coldly, a few steps under his feet, and ran away.
Enraged with anger, Xi Jiuye even forgot to search for the Beast Pole Eight Diagrams. At this time, his heart had only one purpose to kill the damn human race!
In the depths of Chi Di's mausoleum, Ye Lingyue finally got out of trouble.
After passing the three rounds of examination of the texture master's realm, she could finally get out of the ghost place.
"Hurry up and leave the Red Emperor's Mausoleum and meet with the Hundred Yuan Ancestors. Unfortunately, the last round of the Master's Realm has not yet passed. I will have another chance to enter the Red Emperor's Mausoleum next time.
Ye Lingyue had tasted the sweetness of the texture master's secret realm. She was regretful. Suddenly, her heart moved, and she heard something moving behind her.