Reflect the world

Chapter 337 The Great Demon
As one of the three major kingdoms in the Eastern Continent, there are countless secret treasures in the palace of the Chu Kingdom, countless secret books of magical skills, and endless treasures of heaven and earth.

It is a treasure land that any practitioner would envy, but since the founding of Chu State, the treasure house of the state has not been truly lost.

No thief has the guts to tease the tiger's beard of Chu.

But today there is an exception.

Tang Xuanming touched the Royal Library of Chu State familiarly, skillfully pushed aside a bookshelf, and a dark cave appeared in front of him.

Not seeing the slightest hesitation from Tang Xuanming, he jumped into it in a flash.

The cave spiraled downwards, and there was no light in the dark underground. Tang Xuanming was calm and unhurried, his whole body was like a fish entering the water, without any pause.

About tens of meters deep into the ground, Tang Xuanming saw a light.

A tunnel came into his eyes. The tunnel was quaint and mottled, surrounded by the hardest diamond rock, and ordinary practitioners couldn't break it.

Every three feet away, there is a night pearl that can bloom brightly above the head. In the mortal world, the treasure that is regarded as a rare treasure is just the most ordinary light in this underground tunnel, used by people to illuminate .

The twists and turns of the ancient tunnel are so complicated that Tang Xuanming even lost his way when he entered it for the first time, but the half-month-long exploration has made Tang Xuanming familiar with the way, without any hesitation, he will come in less than a quarter of an hour To a bright hall.

Although the quaint palace is buried deep in the ground, it is still stained with the vicissitudes of time.

On the four walls are exquisite reliefs, most of which are gods and monsters in myths and legends, and one after another night pearls are inlaid in the reliefs, the degree of luxury is staggering.

Under the reflection of the light, the reliefs on the temple seemed to come alive and burst out of the wall.

But these are not what attracted Tang Xuanming's attention the most. When he entered the main hall, he was immediately attracted by a white jade platform in the ancient center. precious jade.

But that was not the reason that caught Tang Xuanming's attention. Tang Xuanming had seen many kinds of rare and rare treasures. What really caught Tang Xuanming's attention was a majestic middle-aged man standing on the white jade platform.

The middle-aged man has the obvious characteristics of the oriental continental race. He has black hair, bronze skin due to the wind and sun, a straight nose and a square mouth, a pair of black and white eyes, full of momentum, and looks intimidating.

Just looking at it can feel a strong oppression, which makes people feel admiration in their hearts.

This is a top oriental martial artist.

Everyone will have such an idea the first time they see him, strong, domineering, and relentless...

Words about domineering can be added to middle-aged men, and it seems that there is no violation at all.

This is a domineering man.

What is just shocking is that above the head of this domineering and unparalleled martial arts expert, there is a crystal clear flying sword. It is this flying sword that makes this extremely strong person fall into a deep sleep.

"Even after watching it several times, it still makes people feel shocked! The descendants of the Demon Lord's lineage are always so shocking."

Tang Xuanming sighed sincerely, but didn't stay too much.

Entering the catacombs again, he could already feel faint aura fluctuations in the surrounding borders, and he had begun to recover. There was already a thin layer of shield at the entrance of the tunnel, showing colorful colors, enough to block people below the fourth level.

This shows that the recovery of the big devil is about to begin, and now he will have no chance if he doesn't hurry up.

Tang Xuanming walked up to the back of the middle-aged man familiarly, glanced at the flying sword on the middle-aged man's head, and the corner of his eye twitched.

"The flying sword seems to have jumped out by half an inch?"

Tang Xuanming was a little puzzled, but when he thought about what he was going to do, he quickly settled down. After thinking for a while, he decisively slapped the flying sword above the middle-aged man's head.

"Chong!"

As if two peerless magic weapons were colliding, a string of sparks clearly shot out from the top of the middle-aged man's head, and Tang Xuanming slapped the flying sword that jumped out half an inch.

The tall and majestic body of the middle-aged man was shocked, and the domineering aura seemed to stagnate for a moment. The sharp-eyed Tang Xuanming seemed to see the corners of the middle-aged man's eyes twitch.

"Well, it must be an illusion."

Tang Xuanming let out a breath, looked at the wisp of blood slowly oozing from the top of the middle-aged man's head, immediately threw away the doubts in his heart, and excitedly collected that little bit of blood.

This is the direct bloodline of the demon lord, the most evil and terrifying bloodline in the whole world.

Every drop of blood is a supreme treasure, and there cannot be any waste.

"Sure enough, it's only useful when you reach the sixth level."

Tang Xuanming rubbed his hands excitedly: "Hey! Why is it not bleeding anymore?"

He slapped heavily on the flying sword over there again. Originally only half of the flying sword was exposed, but now Tang Xuanming slapped off a small section, and a little scarlet blood seeped out of it.

Tang Xuanming completed the collection in a hurry, and then slapped it down again.

"Master, it's so hard, my hands hurt."

"Let's bleed more, can you bleed more?"

"Huh, eat a punch from grandpa."

……

Tang Xuanming ping-pong-pong like forging iron, tossing and tossing for half an hour before he finally collected enough blood essence.

And the remaining half of the flying sword stuck on the top of the middle-aged man's head like a bun was completely shot into the head of the big demon by him, and he couldn't find it at a distance. It was completely covered by the thick black hair of the big demon. covered up.

Apart from the gushing blood, some white matter spewed out faintly from the domineering demon.

Tang Xuanming looked at it, and said with some embarrassment: "Oh, why did you accidentally blow out the big devil's brains? It won't kill the big devil, right? That would be a serious crime."

He carefully checked the breath fluctuations in the big devil's body, and found that the majestic power in the big devil's body was still surging and showed no sign of subsiding, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

He sincerely praised: "Sure enough, he is worthy of being a descendant of the demon lord. It doesn't matter if his brains are beaten out, and his life is really hard."

Tang Xuanming slipped away from the underground cemetery, preparing to slip away from the Eastern Continent.

Tang Xuanming felt that there was basically no way for him to stay in the Eastern Land after offending the nameless gods and demons who were in the death jedi one after another, as well as the great demons in the capital of the Chu Kingdom.

The best way is to go to the west to avoid robbery. He feels that the current state is a bit bad.

The bloodlines of the Nameless God Demon and the Great Demon are extremely powerful, but he dare not eat them!
(End of this chapter)