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Text_One thousand five hundred and ninety-six chapters of the heroic spirit of the ancestral temple

"Okay... Let's put aside today's matters for now. I will settle all the grudges with you one by one when I return to Ten Thousand Demons Mountain." Xue Feng glanced at Xiang Wuji, turned around and returned to Ye Xingchen.

beside.

It also knew that if it really made people angry, it and Ye Xingchen would definitely not get any advantage.

After all, except for the idiot Xiang Wuji, everyone else's thoughts are focused on the caves in Demon Qiong. Cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents. If they continue to make trouble with their own way, it will not only be Snake Mountain and Yinha Mountain,

The other people from Monster Mountain would probably side with Xiang Wuji and join forces to deal with him and Ye Xingchen first.

"Boy, are you okay?" Xuefeng asked softly.

"fine."

Ye Xingchen shook his head and saw other people from Monster Mountain moving a lot of treasures out of the cave. Although there were some top-notch magical medicines, weapon refining materials, and even monsters that had been lost for countless years.

He has magical powers, but in Ye Xingchen's opinion, the real treasure of such a huge demon dome may have been swallowed up by his Long Huang Demon Suppressing Bell.

"Let's also occupy a few caves, and we'll share them equally when the time comes!" Xue Feng licked his lips and said.

"No."

Ye Xingchen shook his head, feeling agitated for no reason in his heart, as if the bronze glass lamp was foretelling that something big would happen here. He frowned slightly and said, "The longer you stay here, the more dangerous it will be."

, time is running out, let’s leave first!”

"Now?"

Xue Feng was slightly startled, looking at the mountains of treasures, his eyes full of reluctance, and said: "Boy, this is the Demon Dome. The treasures in any cave can benefit us a lot. After passing this village

, but this store doesn’t exist anymore, how about the two of us just dig out a cave and leave immediately?”

"Huhuhu..."

He didn't listen to a word of what Xuefeng said. The omen of the 'bronze glazed lamp' seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, making his heart start to beat loudly. This kind of thing, even if it happened at the time

When the Great Qin Immortal Kingdom was in trouble, it never happened.

"Boy, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Ye Xingchen's expression was wrong, Xuefeng asked quickly.

"It's too late, let's go." Ye Xingchen grabbed the blood phoenix and wanted to leave the demon dome. Unfortunately, before he could take a step forward, he saw hundreds of soul shadows walking in from outside the cave entrance.

.

There were a lot of soul shadows, and each one looked like an old man in his twilight years. Although the aura emanating from them was not strong, it gave Ye Xingchen a feeling of palpitations, and he secretly became vigilant.

Whoosh!

Seeing these soul shadows, Xue Feng was also dumbfounded.

"This...are these?"

"The heroic spirit of the ancestral temple of your demon clan." Ye Xingchen pondered for a moment, and repeated what the little bone beast said in his sea of ​​stars. Thinking of the bronze furnace, he quickly took the blood phoenix and blended into the crowd.

"Ying... heroic spirit."

Hearing the word 'heroic spirit', the expression on Xuefeng's face suddenly froze. Not only it and Ye Xingchen, but also other people in Demon Dome also discovered these soul shadows, and their eyes fell on each one.

When they were on their bodies, even the old men from Xiang Wuji, Snake Mountain, and Yinha Mountain could not stop trembling.

"Damn it, are there really heroic spirits in that ancestral temple?" Xue Feng said with a pale face.

Ye Xingchen shook his head and smiled bitterly.

As early as when the 'Bronze Glazed Lamp' gave the warning, he had already guessed that either Yao Kun and the little princess Xianchao had already decided the winner, or something strange had happened in the ancestral temple outside.

"How many years?"

I saw that the leader, Hun Ying, came to the demon dome, looked at the young masters and elders of the demon mountains around him, and said with an expression of inexplicable emotion: "I really didn't expect that I could see such a thing before my soul was gone.

Duo, a descendant of the demon clan, a junior."

"Senior...senior, who are you?" An elder from Yao Mountain swallowed his saliva with a "Gulu" sound and whispered.

"I?"

The old man glanced at it and said: "I have almost forgotten my identity and name. Even if I say it out, I'm afraid you won't recognize it. After all, the ancestral temple has been abandoned for so many years."

Swish! Swish! Swish!

"Ancestral Temple?"

Hearing that the group of soul shadows all came out of the 'ancestral temple', all the young masters and elders of Yaoshan present turned pale. You must know that the monsters in these ancestral temples are more powerful than Yao Kun.

It will take a long time. Even though the aura exuded by them is not strong, no one dares to underestimate their existence.

"The descendants of the giant... giant elephant clan have met their predecessors." Xiang Wuji quickly bowed and saluted.

"A giant elephant?"

The old man nodded, glanced at the people present one by one, and said with a smile: "The Yin Ha clan, the Blood Phoenix clan, the Kunwu clan... Haha, they are all people who came out of our Monster Clan Holy Land. Unexpectedly, this

The Demon Palace was destroyed, but there are still so many clan members alive and well."

"Thanks to the blessings of our seniors, although our Ten Thousand Monster Mountain cannot compete with the Demon Palace in its heyday, it can still be considered as occupying a territory." Xiang Wuji said respectfully.

"Oh, that's not bad." The old man nodded slightly and said with a calm smile.

"Senior...Senior, if you can't get your hands on the treasures in this Demonic Dome, the juniors can return them all, do you think?" The old man from Yin Hushan said cautiously, looking at the soul shadow opposite.

"That's not necessary." The old man shook his head and said: "The treasures in this demon dome were originally prepared for the descendants of our Holy Land. It is a chance that you can come here. Good fortune is enough. Bring them with you.

After we go out, we, the demon tribe, can become the masters of one party again."

"Whoa!"

None of the demon clans present expected that the old man's soul would be so generous, and he rewarded them with all the treasures in the demon dome. They all immediately knelt down on the ground, grateful.

Said: "Many... many thanks, senior."

"Okay, everyone, get up!"

Hunying waved his hand and said: "These treasures have been given to you, so there is no problem. However, there is one thing in this demon dome that cannot be touched. Even the master of the demon palace cannot get his hands on it."

"Can't touch?"

"Senior, which treasure are you talking about? If it is here, we will move it back immediately."

Everyone looked at the old man nervously, while Ye Xingchen and Xue Feng looked at each other, as if they could see that the other's heart was already in his throat.

"Young man Ye, what the old guy is talking about, could it be the bronze cauldron that was swallowed up by your Long Huang Demon Suppressing Bell?" Xue Feng swallowed and asked in a low voice to Ye Xingchen beside him.

.

"It's possible..."

Ye Xingchen, who had already had a premonition that the 'Bronze Cauldron' was the most powerful treasure in the entire Demon Dome, nodded, smiled bitterly, and said: "If the treasure mentioned by Soul Shadow is really a bronze cauldron, this

I’m afraid I’ll be in trouble this time…”

"Hope... I hope not!" Xuefeng clasped his hands together tightly and muttered with an anxious expression.
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