Daxianguan

Chapter 740 The Mystery of the Throne
But Chu Xian is not an ordinary person.

At this time, he can still think about things calmly. Now what he thinks is, why didn't the old devil Heihe just rush in and kill himself?

What the other party yelled just now was to intimidate. To put it bluntly, it was to make oneself afraid, but is this necessary?
Old Demon Heihe's cultivation and methods are all superior to his own. When meeting the opponent, Chu Xian doesn't even have the ability to fight back. If it were him, he would definitely rush in and kill him directly. How could he give you so much nonsense and opportunities.

Old Demon Heihe is definitely not stupid, so why didn't he just rush in?
Chu Xian looked around the temple, and then at the highest seat above which was tainted with the aura of Heihe Old Demon, Chu Xian felt that he understood something.

Old Devil Heihe didn't want to rush in, but he didn't dare. Of course, what he was afraid of was not himself, but the temple. To be precise, he was afraid of damaging the seat of the temple that was contaminated with his breath.

Chu Xian had already deduced that this throne symbolized status and power, so if it is inferred at a deeper level, is the reason why Old Demon Heihe can control other undead curse spirits related to this throne?

Thinking of this, Chu Xian suddenly had an impulse.

That is to do it and destroy the god seat in this temple.

If the other three destroyed gods were really made by Old Demon Heihe, then his purpose is to maintain his status and power as the highest god, just like an antique handed down from generation to generation. If there are two pieces, then the price will drop. It can't be called a handed down, but if the other one is smashed, then the remaining one will be the only seedling, and this will double the value.

The seat of God is also a truth.

At that moment, Chu Xian got up, shook his sleeves, flew out a large piece of iron sand, and then used magic to condense a huge iron ball, and then flicked his fingers, this iron ball weighing 10,000+ catties directly hit the tallest one over there. That is, the seat of God that is contaminated with the breath of the old devil Heihe.

There was a loud bang, and the seat of the god was cracked and broken when it was thrown, and the gravel flew, but it did not collapse directly.

And the Heihe old devil outside sensed something, and suddenly went crazy and wanted to rush in.

"Ignorant child, stop it!"

Heihe old devil smashed the entrance of the temple, staring at the red eyes, as if his life gate was being held by someone, with a desperate posture on his face.

Seeing the other party like this, Chu Xian knew that what he expected was right.

This sacred seat is very important to Old Devil Heihe, and not only is it important, judging from the current posture, it is simply the lifeblood.

Then, of course, it is even more necessary to destroy.

Chu Xian didn't care about the Heihe old devil, but pinched the magic formula, and the iron ball flew over again. This time, the force was obviously stronger than the last time, and directly smashed the god seat in the Heihe old devil's exclamation. smash.

"No!" The old devil Heihe roared wildly, as if insane, and at the same time as the seat of the god was broken, the huge centipede-like body of the old devil Heihe shattered directly, turning into black water gushing and flowing. The masters of all races in the house also fell out, each of them half dead, after all, they were tortured enough, and they had no resistance at this moment.

The old devil Heihe landed on the ground at this moment, with shock, disbelief and strong anger in his eyes.

"Boy, you are courting death!"

It seemed that if Chu Xian was not torn apart, it would be difficult to solve the hatred in his heart, but the old devil Heihe seemed to be afraid, and in the end he did not attack, but thought for a moment, turned and left.

Actually left.

Chu Xian didn't pursue. First, he was no match for the opponent, and second, he couldn't rule out that the opponent was trying to lure him out. To be on the safe side, he should hold on first.

At this moment, the masters of all races on the ground are gradually recovering.

"The shackles are gone?" A monster sage seemed to have sensed something, and exclaimed, not only him, but everyone else as well.

"It's gone, okay, that's great, this way, you won't be controlled by the old devil Heihe, at least you can fight him to the death."

Some people were excited, while others were curious: "Why did the shackle suddenly disappear?"

At this time, a high priest of the witch tribe in the crowd said: "The seat of the undead god is destroyed. Naturally, he can't use the power of the spirit hall to put us in shackles, and he can no longer control the curse spirit in our body."

Obviously, the high priest of the Wu clan knew a lot.

Chu Xian paid attention to the High Priest of the Witch Clan at this moment. He looked older than himself, and he was a High Priest of Lieyang rank. From what he said, he must know something inside.

Chu Xian immediately stepped forward to salute, and asked humbly, but the high priest of the witch clan did not dare to trust him.

"I would also like to thank you. If you hadn't smashed the Undead Seat controlled by Old Demon Heihe, we would all be at his mercy, and life would be worse than death, so you are my benefactor. If you want to ask anything, just ask, I know , never hide it."

The priest of the Wu clan was extremely polite, and Chu Xian asked him the title of the Wu clan, which is an extremely important title among the Wu clan, especially for priests, because one can judge the other party's identity and origin from the title.

The witch priest sighed: "My title of priest must be gone now, but 130 years ago, my title of priest was Black Dragon."

Black Dragon Priest.

Chu Xian suddenly realized, could this priest be the previous Black Dragon High Priest?

No, the time is wrong, so it should be the predecessor of the current Black Dragon Priest. In short, this previous position in the Wu Clan is also a detached existence.

Unexpectedly, even this kind of high priest who once won the title of 'Black Dragon' was trapped here as a slave.

With the narration of the former black dragon priest, Chu Xian gradually understood what happened.

"Old Devil Heihe, at the beginning, was just an ordinary human Taoist, but this person is a cultivator. In order to seek the way of longevity and prolong life, he secretly sneaked into the witch land to find opportunities, but it turned out that he was in this extremely cold place. I found the ruins of an ancient witch god..."

"The ruins of the ancient witch god is this city. There are undead fish in it. If you eat it, you can prolong your life, get possessed by a cursed spirit, and become immortal. But there is no such thing as truly immortal in this world. There is a price to pay. Every time you use the power of the curse spirit, the curse spirit will grow stronger. Unless you sit on the throne of the spirit hall, you will be backlashed by the curse spirit sooner or later. Heihe old devil, he has studied here for hundreds of years, he has figured out many mysteries, and he knows the existence of the seat of the spirit hall."

Speaking of this, a Taoist next to him was curious, and couldn't help but said: "Just now I saw that the benefactor destroyed that sacred seat with magic, could it be the sacred seat of the Spirit Hall?"

This question is obviously asked by others.

The old black dragon priest shook his head: "No, if the Heihe old devil really controls the seat of the spirit hall, then no one can stop him. At that time, he will truly merge with the god of immortality and become the head seat of the spirit hall. No matter who he dispatches, he is no match for him, even because we are possessed by the undead spirit, a single thought of someone can make us surrender."

After finishing speaking, the old black dragon priest pointed to the throne that was destroyed just now and said: "That is only the temple-level temple outside the spiritual hall. There were originally four temples, each of which had a highest-level god seat, but Old Demon Heihe is afraid of other gods. People divided the control over the curse spirit with him, so he destroyed three of them, leaving one in his charge. Not only that, this place was actually blocked by him, and it was impossible for others to come in. This time, I didn't expect it. If the benefactor could sneak in here, if he hadn't seized the opportunity, he might not be able to fight the old devil Heihe at all."

Chu Xian nodded, which coincided with his previous speculation. Sure enough, this throne represented status and power, and possessed the supernatural ability to control and command undead spell spirits.

"In this way, destroying the throne here is tantamount to depriving him of this privilege. Of course, those undead curse spirits will no longer be at his disposal, including the water of the Black River, and he can no longer control it at will, but..."

The old black dragon priest changed the subject at this time, and said with a worried face: "What is worrying is that the old demon Heihe got the eye of the evil god from somewhere, and he has been trying to get the power from above all these years. Once he succeeds , that would mean the loss of life and chaos in the world."

Next to him, the great sage of the monster clan was startled, and murmured: "Could it be that he is our ancestor of all monsters?"

The Eye of the Evil God is indeed the ancestor of all monsters.

The old black dragon priest obviously looked down on the Yaozu, so he snorted and smiled at this moment: "The Yaozu are their own kings, and it is difficult to become a climate. The so-called demon ancestors only have the power of inheritance, but no merit of enlightenment. So, how can they be called ancestors? In my opinion Come on, the Eye of the Evil God is just a demon, and the only ones who can be called the name of the ancestors are the ancestors of our witch clan and the immortal ancestors of the human race."

This was the truth, but it was a bit too blunt. Immediately, the Great Sage Monster Ancestor over there was not happy, and stepped forward to make a move, but was stopped by a Great Sage Monster Race next to him.

"Don't get angry, we are all grasshoppers on the same rope right now, even if we want to fight, we have to get out of here and get out of danger, and also, we have to get rid of the undead spirit on our bodies, otherwise it will be a hidden danger after all, and , our enemy is only the old devil Heihe, don't fight in the nest, let that old devil take advantage of it." The speaking great sage of the monster race, with a long face and a hooked nose, and fierce eyes, looks like an extraordinary person, but even if he is These monster masters were still enslaved by Heihe old devil before. At this moment, all the monster masters present can't wait to beat Heihe to ashes.

The old black dragon priest is too lazy to provoke these monster masters at this time. He also knows that it is not a time for internal fighting. Its opponent, of course, if so many people join forces, it's another matter.

Some of these masters are Taoist immortals of the human race, some are priests of the witch race, and some are great sages of the monster race. It can only be honest, the dragon has to coil up, and the tiger has to lie down, but now the Heihe old devil can't control their undead curse spirit, they naturally began to restore some of their natures, at least now they don't accept each other, whoever No one is pleasing to the eye.

At this time, Chu Xian spoke.

(End of this chapter)