The protagonist of destiny is online

Although the Shura tribe has placed countless pawns in each continent, many secret hands have also been planted within them to deliver news for the Great Yan Dynasty and the continents.

Ever since Yan Yuan and others entered the Tianting ruins, Zhu Jizhong felt like a huge boulder was hanging over his heart. He was paying attention to the movements of the Shura clan every day and was always ready for rescue.

It stands to reason that the son of a daughter cannot sit still.

But in the face of catastrophe, the lord of the gods who leads by example is undoubtedly more convincing and worthy of allegiance.

Zhu Jizhong watched Yan Yuan grow up, he was both relieved and worried. When he heard that Yan Yuan might fall into a trap, he couldn't sit still.

Yan Xuekong asked: "What's going on?"

Zhu Jizhong led the two of them into the tent, waved his subordinates back, took out a scroll and handed it over, saying: "This is the map drawn by His Majesty based on internal information, which marked the deployment of the Shura clan's troops and the core of the ruins."

Yan Xuekong took it and looked at it, then nodded slightly.

This map is not complete, but the marked points are very reliable. Use this as a reference, even if you cannot be invincible, you will not fall into the enemy's hands.

And it must be extremely difficult to draw this map.

Dad really had a long-term plan and had already made sufficient preparations.

Yan Xuekong said, "Did our people get exposed?"

Zhu Jizhong shook his head and said: "There is still news coming out, which means that it has not been exposed. The old minister guessed that it was the Shura clan who took advantage of the terrain, but did not take advantage of His Majesty. He was suspicious and moved the core of the ruins."

The so-called "relic core" is a saying passed down by the Shura tribe.

In fact, no one knows exactly what it is.

Yan Xuekong thought about it, the ancient Heavenly Court was controlled by the Emperor and Empress, if there was a core, it would only be in the main hall, but the main hall is too big to be easily moved, so it should be the token of the Emperor and Empress.

Seeing that he was silent, Zhu Jizhong cupped his hands and said, "His Royal Highness, the old minister wants to send people into the ruins and inform His Majesty and them of the situation."

"It's not right. Dad and the others have been in there for a while, and now they are sending people. First, it will be difficult to catch up. Second, the Shura clan is more guarded, and they are afraid of being besieged."

Yan Xuekong was not in such a hurry. His father and Daoist Qingqiong were among the best in Nine Continents in terms of strength and wisdom. It was not so easy for the Shura Clan to plot against them.

If there was something they couldn't deal with, no matter how many Netherland guards they went to, it wouldn't help, but would cause unnecessary deaths and injuries.

Zhu Jizhong said solemnly: "The meaning of the old minister is to create chaos and remind His Majesty. I, Mingzhou Guard, as long as I can complete the task, I am not afraid of sacrifice."

Such is the case with loyal veterans.

Yan Xuekong wrote down the map and returned it to him: "Wait another day. I'll go to see the Huasheng Ding first."

Zhu Jizhong knew that he had quelled the chaos in Erzhou one after another, so he naturally obeyed his orders, made a gesture, and led the two of them through the camp to the bank of the Styx River.

The Styx River is wide and long, stretching as far as the eye can see.

Looking up, I saw that the river was covered with fog, like a light veil, and it was hazy and unreal, and the other side could not be seen.

The guards of Mingzhou patrolled in spirit boats, and they had to tie ropes around their bodies and light lamps to guide them back home.

"Your Highness, it's over there." Zhu Jizhong pointed to a direction, cast a spell to attract a gust of wind, and briefly blew away the mist, revealing the huge black cauldron hanging in the middle of the river.

Fog regrouped, blocking sight.

Yan Xuekong frowned, and suddenly stretched out his hand to stop Mingzhou Wei, borrowed a longbow, pulled the bow and drew the string, the aura from his fingertips dissipated, and in an instant, the golden arrow condensed in his hand, and left the string!

The arrow broke through the sea of ​​fog and swept out a clear field of vision. With a "clang", the arrow hit the black cauldron, making a piercing roar.

The next moment, the black cauldron was taken back, gradually shrunk, and disappeared.

At the same time, like a counterattack, a feathered arrow pierced through the air from the opposite bank, carrying vast spiritual power and power, and it came to him in a blink of an eye.

Zhu Jizhong's expression changed drastically, and he was about to attack, when Xie Yuchen stepped forward, stood in front of Yan Xuekong, casually caught the feather arrow, lost his strength, and snapped one in two.

"Huh?" Zhu Jizhong was shocked by his understatement, and thought to himself, this person has such a high level of cultivation!

The feather arrow broke, and a piece of letter paper fell out. Yan Xuekong took it and saw that there were only two words written on it—Zi Shi.

Zhu Jizhong asked: "Your Highness, this is?"

Yan Xuekong clasped his palms together and said, "It's nothing, someone is more anxious than us."

Zhu Jizhong glanced at him, only to feel that this young His Royal Highness the Crown Prince behaves completely differently from His Majesty Emperor Yuan, and is so mysterious that people can't see clearly or figure it out.

"Mingzhou King, go back and rest first, brother Junyu and I will walk around here." Yan Xuekong waved to Xie Yuchen and walked along the river.

Zhu Jizhong didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, but he trusted him so much that he didn't ask any more questions and left.

The night was dark, and the cold wind rolled the humid water vapor, bringing a deep chill.

Mingzhou guards came here on patrol, and they saluted one after another, with concerned words: "Your Highness, the Minghe River is very cloudy, and it is even more difficult to resist at night, don't catch the cold!"

With a smile in his eyes, Yan Xuekong thanked him.

"Is it cold?" Xie Yuchen didn't feel anything here, and upon hearing that, he wanted to open the barrier.

"Phoenix True Fire restrains Yin Sha, I'm fine." Yan Xuekong stretched out his hand to outline the mist, tilted his head and said, "Brother Junyu, tell me, is there really a way to become a god in the tomb of God?"

Xie Yuchen replied: "It doesn't matter if you become a god, gods will also fall."

When the gods die, there will be the tomb of the gods.

There is nothing immortal in the world, and even the Heavenly Dao does not know how many times it has changed.

Yan Xuekong smiled, it was really a brother Junyu's answer.

The reason is this, there are a few people who can practice, who don't want to pry into the realm of gods, people have seven emotions and six desires, and the pursuit of power is also a desire.

When the midnight was approaching, Xiaopeng flew out of Yan Xue's empty sleeve, fell into the water, turned into a big dark blue fish, and carried the two of them to the center of the Styx River.

There was fog all around, and after a while, a small boat approached from the opposite bank.

As expected, it was Yan Wenyou and Pietro.

"Little baby, you are very punctual."

"Grandpa, aren't you afraid of cooperating with the enemy under the nose of the Shura clan?"

Yan Xuekong asked suspiciously, "Isn't there some ancestor above you who doesn't need to explain to him?"

Bieruo straightened his back and said proudly: "This old man is an ancient Shura clan, the elder of the third hall, do you think he is a small soldier who is restricted everywhere?"

"It's amazing." Yan Xuekong applauded calmly, and said slowly: "Since your status is so high, don't use the relics of the Heavenly Court as a deal, and directly lead the Shura tribe to surrender, and I will give you the key to the tomb of the gods."

Pietro: "..."

Yan Xuekong: "Look, the cows are flying into the sky."

Bieruo became annoyed and said, "Except for the patriarch and the ancestor of Huasheng, this old man is the highest!"

Now the patriarch has to sit in the ruins to deal with Yan Yuan and others, and the ancestor Huasheng is also busy with other things, rarely showing up, no one can care about him at all.

The corners of Yan Wenyou's eyes twitched slightly, and he pulled off his sleeve without any trace.

The master is usually quite normal, but every time he sees the little cousin, his mind is not very good, and he is very easily irritated, and he can't persuade him.

Embarrassment is small, what else to talk about after being quilt.

Patriarch and metamorphosis ancestor?

Yan Xuekong's eyes moved slightly, Bieruo was once the pinnacle of the Golden Immortal Realm, and those who can make him afraid must have a higher cultivation level.

Biero asked: "Little baby, what level has your Nine Heavens Holy Lotus Jue practiced to?"

Yan Xuekong turned sideways and whispered to Xie Yuchen, as if he didn't hear his question.

"The core of the ruins of the Heavenly Court is the 'Emperor Seal of Heaven'."

Biero said something coldly.

Yan Xuekong raised his head and said, "The Nine Heavens Holy Lotus Jue has reached the eighth level."

Biero: "The emperor of heaven is imprinted on the patriarch. How long will it take you to reach the ninth stage?"

Yan Xuekong: "At most half a year. Has the Heavenly Emperor recognized the Lord?"

Biero: "I haven't recognized the master, and the patriarch controls it with a secret method. Your talent is so strong, it will take half a year?"

The two of them came back and forth, exchanging news for news, each taking what he needed, without giving up an inch.

Yan Xuekong stopped first and ended the topic.

He asked via voice transmission: "Brother Junyu, can you beat the patriarch of the Shura clan?"

Xie Yuchen said: "Yes."

Just two words, but it reveals a strong self-confidence, which instantly makes people feel full of security.

Biero frowned and said, "Little baby, you have too many eyes, the old man won't play around with you. You and I sign a contract, and the old man will tell you the location of the Emperor's Seal, and you will give the key to the tomb of God to the old man within half a year, how about it?"

Originally, the key was exchanged with the relic, but it became the key exchanged with the location.

It seems that Bieruo's status in the Shura tribe has declined very quickly, and he is far less happy than he said.

Yan Xuekong smiled: "I'll think about it."

Biero said inexplicably, "Your father doesn't have time to wait for you to think about it."

The big fish turned around and swam back to the shore. Yan Xuekong raised his eyes and saw that the lights in Zhu Jizhong's camp were still on, he said "wait for me" to Xie Yuchen, and walked straight over.

"His Highness is back?"

Zhu Jizhong lifted the curtain, knowing that he was leaving, he just waited here and didn't sleep at all.

"Please wait for a long time." Yan Xuekong said softly: "Mingzhou King, the matter of the transformation cauldron has been resolved, I have to rush to the ruins of the heavenly court to help daddy and the others."

Zhu Jizhong was startled: "Your Majesty has already gone, how can His Highness put yourself in danger again? No!"

Yan Xuekong comforted: "I know it well, you don't have to worry. There may be changes here in the near future, so please take precautions."

Zhu Jizhong wanted to stop him, but he waved his hand and pulled Xie Yuchen, and disappeared in a flash.

"His Royal Highness!"

Zhu Jizhong was in a hurry, the young man was not afraid of anything, but he was too reckless in doing things, so he quickly wrote a letter to tell Hua Yuelong about the matter.

The Tianting Ruins, according to the map, has two entrances.

The first one is on the other side of the Styx River, in the center of the Shura Clan's garrison, surrounded so heavily that not even a fly can fly in.

The second one was at the bottom of the Styx River. Because it was a waterway, the Shura tribe wanted to defend it, but they were powerless.

Yan Xuekong has the blood of the Dragon Clan and has the ability to pass through water, but the Styx River water is too dark, and as soon as he entered it, Xie Yuchen took his hand, opened the barrier, and cut off the water flow.

The water was dark and dull, but a cluster of flames burst out from Yan Xuekong's fingertips for illumination.

"In the southeast corner, the water grass, the gap between the boulders...Brother Junyu, here it is."

The two passed through the gap one after the other, and then went upstream, and surfaced in an instant, only to see a huge waterfall rushing down from above, Yan Xuekong was caught off guard, and was drowned.

"what!"

The crown hooked his hair, and he took it off casually. Seeing that Xie Yuchen took a step back and turned on the barrier again, his whole body was not wet at all, and he pursed his mouth immediately: "Miscalculation."

Xie Yuchen couldn't help laughing, and said, "Shuishui Furong, not bad."

Yan Xuekong pulled him out of the barrier all at once, soaked him in the water, and hummed softly, "Say more?"

Xie Yuchen didn't take it seriously, and said, "Mandarin ducks are playing in the water."

Yan Xuekong: "..."