After being swept by the Qilin clan monks towards the Demon Emperor Palace, Zhaoming's heart was surging and his blood was boiling.

Good fortune is hidden by misfortune, and misfortune depends on good fortune. This is true in the world. When I suddenly encountered a black storm, I thought I would definitely die, but I didn’t expect that I would not only not die, but I was lucky enough to be taken to the place where the legendary demon emperor lived.

The Demon King, the legendary worldly existence that is invincible in the sky and the earth, Zhaoming firmly believes that this person must not have been fabricated. Acao said that there was, and Sun Jiuyang also said that there was. Now he finally found that the revival of the demon clan is near.

When he flew closer to the palace, he saw a large number of guards coming. At first glance, he was almost all cultivators of the three clans of real dragons, phoenixes and qilins. He is worthy of being the place where the emperor is, and even the guards are disciples of the royal family.

This world is mysterious and magical, without any land or water, only clouds and clouds stand above, but they are like walking on flat ground.

Seeing a few people coming, a monk from the True Dragon Clan who was guarding the gate raised his hand and made a gesture of prohibiting entry, and shouted loudly: "Who is this? Why do you bring it into the Demon Emperor Palace at will?"

The demon clan looked like the head guard of the palace gate. His breath was thick and his true energy flowed like a substance. Although it was already restrained, the divine light in his eyes made Zhaoming and his group shudder involuntarily.

It would be fine if Zhaoming did this, and the same was true for the bullhead demon. The strength of the guard of the palace gate was probably greater than that of General Naruto, and it was not weaker than Prince Bi Fang.

The Qilin clan monk who brought Zhaoming and others over hurriedly bowed and said repeatedly: "General Ao, these are demon clans from the prehistoric continent. If you have urgent matters, you have to meet the Emperor."

"The Prehistoric Continent?" The guard chief, known as General Ao, was stunned: "The Li Yaohuang Palace is more than just a billion miles away. How did these people come here?"

The bullhead demon hurriedly said, "If you say the general, we will be involved in a black storm and then sent here. We don't know what exactly it is."

"Black Storm?" General Ao was even more surprised: "There is still such a thing? Why have I never heard of it?"

"I'm afraid only the Emperor will know about this kind of thing!" The Qilin clan cultivator was also puzzled.

Even though he was surprised, General Ao immediately shook his head and said, "The Emperor is in seclusion, no one can disturb him. Moreover, I cannot be sure whether what you said is true, so you cannot enter."

The Phoenix Clan monk frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, he said, "This... the small world in which our Demon Emperor Palace is located, unless the Emperor takes action, no one can enter or exit. These young generations have low strength but can enter here. I am afraid there are some days in it. So I want them to enter the palace to rest, and what if they meet after the Emperor comes out of seclusion?"

General Ao immediately shook his head firmly: "No, I am the guardian and guardian of the palace. How can I let others enter at will? It is good not to take them down first and go to prison. Everything will be decided by the Emperor when he leaves the prison. I will stop talking about it."

"This..." The Qilin clan monk seemed a little reluctant.

"No need to say more, the palace is guarded by me. No matter how much you say, it is useless!" General Ao's face darkened, and he was very unhappy.

"It's okay, I'll wait outside the palace, there's no difference!" The bull-headed demon said hurriedly.

Although this place is the Demon Emperor Palace, it is not a place that the demon race can enter at will. As General Ao said, if you don’t take the prison first, you will be considered a net-opening if you don’t take it down and go to prison first.

The Qilin clan monk sighed: "Okay! Since that's the case, let's arrange them to stay in the martial arts field first, and wait until the emperor comes out of seclusion."

"So good!" General Ao nodded, his face relaxed a little.

The Qilin clan monk bowed slightly to General Ao, then rolled Zhaoming and his group to fly to the side of the Demon Emperor Palace.

At this time, everyone's height was beyond the palace walls. Many people were secretly staring at the palace, wanting to see what was inside, Zhaoming was no exception. Unfortunately, the palace was protected by a large formation, but only the golden light was shining with mysterious energy, like a stream in the forest, circling around the outside of the palace, making people unable to see the situation inside at all.

After flying for a while, I saw a huge yard surrounded by fire, and many demons were moving inside, meditating and practicing, using mysteries, or practicing against several people.

Every demon clan is extremely powerful. With every move, the heaven and earth's vitality can make waves of roar like a heavy blow to the war drum.

After the Qilin clan monks brought a few people to the door, a golden feather demon clan immediately came over. The golden beak and hawk-eyed should be a disciple of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan.

"Master Qi!" The golden-winged roc came up to make it easier for the Qilin monk to bow, and then looked at Zhaoming and his group in surprise: "Who are these people? Why have I never seen them?"

"This is a demon disciple from the prehistoric continent..." The Qilin monks immediately told Zhaoming and his group about the origin of them.

"It's such a history, it's unbelievable!" The monk of the Golden Winged Great Phang clan was dumbfounded and looked shocked.

The Qilin clan cultivator nodded slightly and said to Zhaoming and his group: "This is General Peng, who is responsible for the management of the martial arts field!"

"I've seen General Peng!" The Niu-headed demon immediately led everyone to salute. Although he was the king in Chigang, when he arrived here, he was afraid that any soldier could easily erase him. It is natural to see him.

"You're welcome!" General Peng hurriedly helped up the few people, then shook his head and sighed: "I have been away from the prehistoric continent for many years, but I didn't expect that my demon clan had withered so much. If the Emperor knew, he would definitely let go of many things and lead us back to the prehistoric continent. Don't be anxious, stay here first and wait until the Emperor comes out of seclusion."

"Please arrange it for the general!" The bull-headed demon nodded and said.

He was originally going to follow General Huolong to Lushan to celebrate Prince Bi Fang's birthday, but he didn't expect to encounter such a thing. Although he thought that it would be best if he could do those things before coming here, it was already like this and he could not decide for himself and could only obey the other party's arrangements.

"I want to go back to the palace again, so I will hand them to you first!" The Qilin clan cultivator said the same.

General Peng hurriedly bowed and said, "Don't worry, sir, I will make arrangements."

The Qilin clan cultivator nodded and said to Zhaoming and his group: "You will listen to General Peng's arrangements! I'll go first!"

After saying that, he flew away and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Everyone, come with me!" General Peng greeted and led everyone into the martial arts field.

There were many demon clans in the martial arts field. Seeing strangers coming in, they all stopped what was in their hands and looked at them curiously.

"What do you think, practice the martial arts quickly." General Peng immediately shouted loudly: "When the Emperor comes out of seclusion, it will be time for you to show off. If you are not strong enough, it will embarrass the family, and you will feel better at that time."

Hearing General Peng scolded him, the demon clans quickly calmed down and continued to practice.

These demon clan practice techniques are very mysterious and unfathomable, and immediately attracted the attention of Chigang and his group. It is a taboo to learn other people's martial arts secretly, and everyone dares to use their light to sweep over it, not to peek openly.

After walking for a while, I arrived at the empty room. The room was quite large, with simple decoration and many beds. There were still extras to stay in Zhaoming and his group.

As soon as he walked into the room, Zhaoming was stunned and heard a mysterious sound, as if someone was talking in his ear. Looking at everyone, his expression was the same as himself, he naturally heard the sound of speaking.

After listening carefully, everyone became even more shocked. The voice seemed to be talking, but I couldn't hear a word clearly. It seemed as if someone was telling me something, but after listening, I recalled nothing.

"What's this sound?" Qing Yu couldn't help but ask.

"This is the sound of the Emperor's Tao!" General Peng immediately explained: "It is formed by the Emperor's use of supreme supernatural powers. Every ten days it will resound in this small world like a bell and drum for an hour. What is explained in it is his gains in practice and his understanding of the Tao, which is specifically used to teach us."

Then he smiled and said, "You are lucky and can hear it as soon as you come. It's not time to listen quickly. If you can understand something, you will benefit endlessly."

"Can we listen too?" the bull-headed demon asked immediately. He thought this was a right that only the royal family could enjoy.

"That's natural!" General Peng nodded and said, "You can just stay here. If you have any questions, go to the room on the right side of the martial arts gate to ask me. I'm here most of the time. I'll say goodbye first."

"It's easy for general to leave!" The bull-headed demon hurriedly led everyone to salute.

After General Peng left, the group immediately sat cross-legged, closed their eyes and stopped their voices, calmed their minds, and listened to the emperor's voice.

This is the demon emperor's understanding of Tao, which is transformed into music with mysterious skills. If he can get all of it, it is probably worth tens of thousands of years of cultivation.

Zhaoming also listened quietly, but no matter how he restrained his mind, he still couldn't understand a word.

I secretly opened my eyes and found that the others were also anxious, obviously I couldn't understand anything like myself.

The Emperor's Daoyin is so easy to understand. Try it yourself.

Zhaoming calmed down again and tried his best to try, but unfortunately he was still the same and had nothing to gain. He was impatient and even ignored the occasion and released all his spiritual consciousness, hoping that it would be different.

But this was helpless. The sound of the Tao that seemed to be so mysterious that the world was first opened to chaos was so mysterious. It seemed that it could not be understood by his cultivation level. Even if he let go of his spiritual consciousness, it would be useless.

However, by accident, after the spiritual consciousness was explored, it was connected to the fire haze around the martial arts field.

This is not Yunxia, ​​it is actually a real flame. Although it is not very powerful, Zhaoming saw a flame pattern emerging in it.

This is a flame that is stronger than the flame. If you can learn it, it will naturally be useful.

At this time, the emperor's voice gradually faded away and was about to disappear, but everyone still refused to come out of justice and was still savoring the mysterious sound in it.

Zhaoming gained nothing, so naturally he couldn't say what he thought about. Seeing this, he simply ignored the Emperor's Daoyin and began to figure out the flame pattern in the fire clouds.

It is a little stronger than Fengyan, but relatively more complicated, and you may be able to understand it yourself. Zhaoming quickly confirmed the flame Taoist pattern, Fengyan Taoist pattern and Yuanhuo Taoist pattern in the fire cloud, and carefully studied it.

Having experienced the experience of exploring the Yuanhuo Dao pattern and the Fierce Flame Dao pattern, he already has some experience in how to understand the new Fire Dao pattern.

Little by little confirmation, little by little familiarity, little by little mastery... After a while, Zhaoming had mastered the Firexia Dao pattern for several points and began to try to control and condense.

When the fire glow in my hand was slightly in shape, I suddenly felt a pain all over my body, and the true energy in my body began to change as well. The tempered fire seemed to be about to become stronger, and the pain of burning the body naturally felt severe.

The feeling of being in pain and wishing to die immediately appeared on Zhaoming. At this moment, he threw away all the Emperor's Daoyin and the flame pattern behind him, and he began to tighten his teeth to endure the sudden severe pain of burning body suddenly appeared on his body.

For a moment, I felt like the world was turned upside down, the world was broken, and my eyes were dark and I almost fainted.

My mind was confused, and somehow, the severe pain in my body suddenly faded away like a tide.

His body was still trembling involuntarily, Zhaoming gasped and slowly opened his eyes.
Chapter completed!