"Qian Yuan, have you seen Xun Yin?"

"No, he went to his tent to rest after sending the young master back to the tent last night." Qian Yuanmeifeng moved and said nervously, "Why is Master Xun Yin not there?"

Luo Yin sighed softly, and said desperately: "I knew he wouldn't stay for too long. I didn't expect to leave so soon."

"It's okay if the little brother Xunyin is gone, have you forgotten who the Yannan of the Moyuan Temple died? The methods of the Moyuan Temple have always been ruthless, and the little brother Xunyin is a person who advocates freedom. I am afraid that there is only conflict between the temple contacts. He must have noticed this, and will leave early. He is worried that he can't bear to be separated from you, so let's leave at night." Huo Yu patted Luo Yin on the shoulder and smiled: "We should also leave. But you, Xun Yin has been the most affectionate with you this time, maybe there is something left for you, you can look for it again?"

Luo Yin nodded as if he had been reminded, and went back to the tent to look for Chen Lu's traces.

After turning over for a while, Luo Yin found a letter in the folder of his clothes, opened it, and read:

"Miss Luo, forgive me for not saying goodbye to you. I really have too many troubles on my body. Not only are I coming to look for my Demon Yuan Temple soon, but there are also some mysterious uneasy factors. Those uneasy factors are too terrible, and even I can't touch that sword yet, and I don't want to bring you danger.

I really like the feeling when I am with you. The time I like to fight side by side with you is not long, but I believe it will always stay in my memory. In the studio, here, you protect me. , Always makes me feel at ease and warm. When I think of Bulucheng, the first person I think of must be you.

Miss Luo, my way of controlling the beasts can actually increase the level of Warcraft. The Heaven-Swallowing Demon Eagle is already the Seven Sword Ancient Super Demon, the Blue Dragon Giant is the Four Sword Ancient Super Demon, and the Demon Tiger is the Six Sword Ancient Super Demon. I hope they can give You and Schatten are here to help.

Miss Luo, the friendship between us will never be worn away by time. "

Luo Yin squeezed the letterhead lightly, his expression dignified. After reading this, the first thing he thought of was not that he and Sha Teng would be able to obtain the three-headed ancient super monster, but the "uneasy factor" mentioned by Chen Lu.

How terrible is the uneasy factor that even Chen Lu, who owns the king of super monsters, can't resist? At least it's more terrifying than Moyuan Hall!

In Luo Yin's heart, endless worries are overwhelming!

The handsome man suddenly turned around and got out of the tent, clapping his hands and shouting loudly: "Sateng gather! Ready to return to the headquarters!"

"Young Master, what are you doing in such a hurry to go back to the headquarters?" Qian Yuan and the others questioned.

"I want to go to the battle hall of the headquarters alone to practice." Luo Yin said lightly.

"What! The battle hall?" everyone exclaimed: "Young master, you are not crazy, are you? The battle hall can only be entered after the previous generations of demon army leaders reach the sky demon element! You go now, aren't you looking for ravages?"

"I, want to become stronger." In a surprisingly firm tone, Luo Yin raised his head, his eyes bright.

Qian Yuan and the others were speechless, understanding who Luo Yin said "he" was, and they couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in their hearts...

After Chen Lu, Sha Teng and Lone Xing and other demons also left the city without falling. This grand event finally came to an end.

In the headquarters of the Demon Yuan Temple, the news that Yan Nan was killed has been received at this time, and the Grand Elder Yan Yue of the Temple of Light has a face full of thunder. Yan Nan is his only son, and a genius in the Moyuan Temple next to Yun Tianhe. After completing this task, he should be officially awarded the position. He was still happy, but what he waited for turned out to be such a bad news!

"My Lord God! My Lord God!" Yan Yue rushed into the temple of the main hall of the Moyuan Hall, shouting all the way, grief and madness.

"Okay, stop screaming! People are dead, what's the use of screaming?" In the middle of the temple, a slender man with long silver hair, facing the idol and wearing a white priest's robe, said lightly, calmly. Obviously, he had heard about Yannan.

This man is the highest authority in the Demon Yuan Palace, God Sovereign Ling Bing.

"Sir Shenjun, my only son, just died like this!" Yan Yue hadn't noticed Ling Bing's attitude, and shouted bitterly, "Sir Shenjun must avenge my son!"

"Vengeance?" The god-jun suddenly turned coldly, with a sculptural, expressionless and beautiful face, which was rarely full of anger: "If you don't see who the other person is, you can provoke it, and give us a demon. Yuandian has brought great trouble, your good son has gotten a master of beast control with unlimited potential and the king of super monsters!"

"No, no, of course not." Yan Yue felt the anger of the god, and hurriedly reduced his breath.

"The character of Yan Nan understands that you must have heard things very clearly. It is he himself who is going to find the trouble of seeking hiddenness, and he has no worries about his death! This seeking hiddenness is a rare genius in a century. A character, with such terrible fighting power as the king of super monsters, and a master of controlling beasts. If our Demon Yuan Palace recruits him, he will be strong in the future!" The **** said indifferently, as if he did not care about Yan Nan's life and death at all. .

Yan Yue's heart suddenly burst, and he was very anxious: "Then, is my son's death just forgotten?"

"He is good at advocating, taking the ancient super monsters bestowed by my lord to gamble. I haven't found him yet, so you dare to call him wrong here? Is it you or me who advocates the Demon Yuan Palace?" His sleeves looked coldly at Yan Yue, only to see that the latter had a cold war, almost suffocating.

"No, the subordinates have absolutely no intention of offending. It is all up to the Lord God to be the master." Yan Yue hurriedly lowered his head and asked unwillingly: "What if Xun Yin does not agree to our solicitation?"

Shenjun's face was cold, and he said faintly in an extremely cold voice.

"Then spare no effort to obliterate him! If such a peerless genius can't be used by us, it will become our confidant sooner or later if he stays in the world! Pass the order, search for this person with all his strength, and immediately let the elder judge go to solicit if he finds it. Make no mistake!"

When Yan Yue heard this, he was secretly depressed. The relationship between the Grand Elder Judge and him has never been very good. He is sure that he will not give himself a bit of face, and he really spared no effort to solicit that **** Xunyi.

In response, Yan Yue turned around, but had his own plan in his heart. Anyway, the phantom temple samurai is in his own hands. He can inquire about the whereabouts of Xunyin himself, and go over and kill him before the trial of the elder. In return, he said that he did not want to join the Demon Yuan Palace. With his many years of reputation and status in the Demon Yuan Palace, Lord God would not treat him in any way.

Thinking of this, Yan Yue roared angrily: "God **** hiding! The old man will definitely catch you and thwart you!"

…

And at this moment, the person they were thinking about was Chen Lu, who was sleeping in a place.

He hasn't been so sleepy in a long time. So after he left, he directly found a secret place and let the monsters guard him and sleep well.

This time he had a very strange dream in a daze. He was always crawling around in a tunnel, which was a hovering hole in the ground.

Slightly cold hovering in the hole, I don't know how long it has been crawling, the faint and cold shark bead shines down, an underground palace with fine carvings, swaying its exquisite exquisiteness wantonly.

Chen Lu looked at the hole where the light finally appeared, stretched out her hand and rubbed her arm. The hole was really long, not to mention the twists and turns, and it was very gloomy and cold.

After finally jumping from the cave to the ground, Chen Lu couldn't help but exhale.

However, in the next second, his eyes widened.

What's happening here? This is where? Shouldn't he be sleeping? Why did you come here? And the underground palace in front of me seems to be familiar everywhere, I seem to have seen it somewhere

In the huge underground palace, there are carved beams and painted buildings, and the palaces are winding and quiet in the cold.

Is this really a whim, a place to live in this underground building?

This entire underground palace, which great power would like to be an underground emperor? The construction was completely the standard palace construction in Chen Lu's memory.

The main hall, the bedroom, the outer hall... Building after building spread out, this is an underground palace.

Chen Lu turned around, watching. Could it be that she slept and ran to the ground in a daze?

Left Qinglong, right White Tiger, South Suzaku, North Xuanwu, each guarded here.

Chen Lu walked towards the palace, but he had just stepped up the steps, and a sound of wind mixed with murderous intent came through the air, and shot towards Chen Lu.

Chen Lu immediately dodged her body and turned her head to take a look. What the hell, there are people who are chasing and killing yourself, is it possible that you will be seen through your identity when you sleep?

After a dodge, Chen Lu slanted, and quickly backed away. The person who came was only a moment of inactivity, and then he came up with a long sword.

Chen Lu turned over and prepared to go to the palace to hide, but when he turned halfway, he was blocked by an invisible barrier!

"Whoo!"

With a sound, Chen Lu was suddenly bounced off by this invisible barrier.

No matter why he was chasing him, he was chasing himself anyway, he should run first. What kind of neuropathy is this guy, I will talk about it later. Like a sharp arrow, he was shot down in front of the stone wall at the corner of the side hall. When he saw a cave there, Chen Lu immediately said to the assassin: "You are busy, I will go now."

Chen Lu leaned back, and the cave behind him suddenly revolved and immediately swallowed Chen Lu.

"Ahhhhh..."

Chen Lu's scream came from the cave, and the golden assassin frowned when he saw this.

Chen Lugan yelled twice, then stopped shouting.

He stretched out his hand on the steps in front of him and slapped his head severely.

"Boom." Only a muffled sound was heard.

In the underground palace outside, a heavy iron gate suddenly fell, and the whole was sealed off, forming a dead place.

Chen Lu was a little stunned, he still didn't know what was going on, but he waited for a long time, nothing happened on his side, and immediately walked forward.

…

The golden assassin in the underground palace who had not had time to leave, immediately knew that he was not good when he heard the strange external noise, and rushed towards the gate of the palace like an electric body.

However, Jingtie fell, and all the outlets in all directions were completely blocked.

The lights were gloomy, and the shark's bead's light flickered, extremely cold.

Chen Lu stepped up the stairs and saw that there was a wall at the end of this place. He couldn't help but knock on a wall that stood in front of him.

The wall opened immediately, revealing a door.

Chen Lu walked in slowly, and the entire underground palace below was completely revealed in his eyes.

This underground palace is now in a mess. In the short time he walked up the steps, all the exquisite decorations and carvings in the underground palace were completely destroyed by angry golden assassins.

The square iron gate made of fine iron was also printed with a lot of traces.

With a cold look under her eyes, Chen Lu suddenly realized that her body seemed a little disobedient. He heard herself ask the guy below: "...you are chasing us persistently, isn't it, this place is the tomb of classical? "