There are various formations and restrictions arranged in the Holy King's Mansion, and it is impossible for ordinary people to sneak in.

And deep in the Holy King's Mansion, there is a towering Lingshan Mountain. The mountain is steep and colorful holy clouds are squirting out of the soil.

A thirty-three-story ancient tower built in the mountains gives people a sense of mystery.

Jie Canghai swallowed a heavenly healing pill worth hundreds of millions of yuan, barely recovering his injuries to 60% or 70% and rushed here immediately.

Because, Mr. Shenya told him that this Holy King's Mansion is located at the node of all the ancient inscriptions in the Holy City of the East Region, and is a key place.

The node of the ancient inscription is not in the main city of the Holy King's Mansion in the East Region, but it is an unusual thing here.

Leaving the Canghai step into Lingshan is like stepping over a layer of water curtain and appearing into a vast small world.

Lingshan is still standing in front of you.

However, the ancient tower in Lingshan showed its true appearance, with 333 floors, which penetrated directly into the clouds, so majestic that it could oppress people's souls. It was ten times higher and thousands of times larger than what you saw outside.

A smile appeared on Jie Canghai's face: "This is the real form of the ancient tower. What you see outside is just an illusion. It should be the control hub of the ancient inscriptions in the Holy City of the East Region. Mr. Shenya did not make any mistakes in the calculations."

Suddenly, the smile on Jie Canghai's face froze and he saw an old man with silver hair sitting under the tower.

The old man dressed simply, his face was full of wrinkles and his eyes were muddy.

In front of him was a decaying tree root, which was rotten and rotten. The roots were so rotten that they would break if they touched it lightly.

However, the old man seemed very unwilling to accept it. He held a knife in his hand and carved it on it, as if he wanted to carve a surprising work.

"Dada."

Jie Canghai walked over step by step, stood straight on the opposite side, and said, "The rotten wood cannot be carved, it is better for you to change the roots of a tree."

The old man did not look up and was immersed in the world of carving, saying: "There are naturally carving methods of rotten wood. The rotten wood cannot be carved, which only shows that the carving skills are not enough."

Although the old man's hand was as thin as fire, he seemed to be unable to hold the knife.

However, every pattern he carved was mysterious and had the same trajectory as the rules of heaven and earth. Every knife had the rules of heaven and earth attached to it.

It is both carving and comprehending the way of heaven.

Ordinary monks cannot see the mysterious things.

However, Jie Canghai saw the clues and was secretly shocked, "Carn marks and Taoism. Is this person's understanding of the rules of heaven and earth above me? Is there such a master in Kunlun Realm?"

"What do you call me?" Jie Canghai said with a calm expression.

The old man said: "Chen Yuhua."

Zhang Ruochen, who was hiding in the distance, was shocked when he heard this name.

Is Chen Yuhua still alive?

Chen Yuhua was the ancestor of the Chen family. Eight hundred years ago, he helped the Qing Emperor pacify the Eastern Region and made great contributions. After the founding of the First Central Empire, Chi Yao appointed him as one of the twelve founding heroes.

Eight hundred years ago, Chen Yuhua was the best-ranked strong man below the Nine Emperors.

Just now, when Zhang Ruochen's mood fluctuated, Jie Canghai and Chen Yuhua's eyes glanced at his hiding place.

Ignore him.

Obviously, in the eyes of Jie Canghai and Chen Yuhua, the other side is the enemy.

Jie Canghai clasped his fists and said, "It turns out that he is the ancestor of the Chen family, but he is disrespectful. I want to enter the tower and look at the scenery of the Holy City of the East Region. I wonder if fellow Daoist Chen can give in?"

"The scenery of the Holy City of the East Region belongs to the Kunlun Realm, not to the other world."

Chen Yuhua's voice was quite hoarse, and he continued, "I am just guarding the tower and you can't get in. You are leaving quickly and don't disturb me carving the rotten wood."

Xie Canghai smiled and said, "Although Fellow Chen's realm is high, he is too old and has passed his heyday. His blood and energy are declining, and his body is not as good as before. If you really fight, you will definitely lose within a hundred moves. Why don't you retreat immediately, maybe you can save your life?"

"I have only been able to survive for a few years, but I will not retreat, so what's the difference?" Chen Yuhua said lightly.

Xie Canghai shook his head and sighed, "What a pity, it's a pity that your qualifications are still a little worse after all, and he is destined to never enter the realm of the Great Saint in his lifetime. Otherwise, he could at least extend his life for a thousand years."

Hearing this, Chen Yuhua stopped the knife in his hand.

The carving pattern is broken.

Obviously, Chen Yuhua's calm heart was disturbed by Jie Canghai's words.

After eight hundred years of hard practice, his cultivation has progressed slowly. In fact, Chen Yuhua had known for a long time that he had reached the upper limit and had no hope of the great saint in this life.

This is limited by qualifications and is his greatest regret in his life.

It was at this moment that Jie Canghai seized the opportunity and his whole body burst out of his demonic energy. In his palm, he condensed into a black magic dragon, making a shocking sound of dragons, rushing towards Chen Yuhua.

The sound of air blasting, the sound of the earth shattering, and the sound of demonic energy surging intertwined, just like thunder rolling, shaking Zhang Ruochen, who was hiding in the distance, was about to break his eardrums.

Zhang Ruochen did not care about exposing his figure, and stimulated the divine patterns engraved on him by the moon god, so that he could withstand the impact of the aftermath of the battle.

Looking towards the ancient tower again, I saw that the knife in Chen Yuhua's hand turned into a giant flame blade, slashed horizontally, cutting the head of the black demon dragon.

"Wow—"

Jie Canghai's second move had already been attacked, holding the Xuantian Battle Axe in both hands and slashed straight down.

The battle axe not only burst out with the perfect power of the seven-glory, but also released a divine power, which had the power to create the world.

If this axe is elsewhere, it will definitely be able to split the earth thousands of miles away and exterminate thousands of creatures in a territory.

Chen Yuhua showed a solemn look, and the huge flame blade in his hand also showed seven layers of holy power light waves, which were facing the Xuantian Battle Axe.

"Boom."

In Lingshan, countless ancient inscriptions were activated and turned into five and six-colored rays and rose into the sky, resolving Chen Yuhua's power to reconcile the sea, without pouring out of Lingshan.

The next battle became even more fierce.

The complete power of Qiyao continued to evacuate, causing Zhang Ruochen's eyes to burst into pain. He could only see half of the Lingshan Mountain being shrouded in light waves. The two figures were in fierce confrontation, and the battle was turned upside down.

"It's so terrible. Jie Canghai suffered such a serious injury, how could he recover so quickly? Does he have a heavenly healing pill?" Zhang Ruochen became a little nervous.

If Chen Yuhua was defeated, Jie Canghai would control the ancient tower and thus control the ancient inscriptions in the holy city of the Eastern Region.

The two most important trump cards for the Chen family to be the leader of the Eastern Region are to control the ancient inscriptions and the Zhoutian formation. The hub of the ancient inscriptions is this ancient tower.

The hub of the Zhoutian Array is in the main city of the Holy King's Mansion in the East Region.

By controlling the ancient inscriptions, you can restrain the Zhoutian Formation.

"Boom."

Chen Yuhua burst back and retreated until he retreated to the bottom of the ancient tower, with holy blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Jie Canghai's figure appeared, like a great demon god holding a battle axe, laughing: "I have said a long time ago that you have passed your peak period and are as old as a piece of rotten wood. Within a hundred moves, you may still be able to hold on, and you will definitely lose after a hundred moves. When you are old, it's time to get buried!"

"Paipa."

The giant flame blade in Chen Yuhua's hand shattered and turned into pieces of scrap iron and fell to the ground.

A seven-glorious sacred artifact was destroyed like this.

"Chen Yuhua seems to be too old, and his combat power is not as good as his heyday. I guess he can't stop Jie Canghai."

Zhang Ruochen summoned the Qingtian Futu Tower and rushed towards the ancient tower, preparing to join forces with Chen Yuhua to fight against Jie Canghai.

Jie Canghai glanced at him and recognized Zhang Ruochen. A strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You took the place to search for something without searching, but you took the initiative to deliver it to your door. You junior, you are indeed very problematic."

Jie Canghai dared not be proud of himself, so he took out a battle picture from his arms.

The battle map is made of the skin of a great holy beast.

The battle map was expanded, and on the scroll, there was a stunning beast with its stunning teeth and claws, extremely fierce.

Jie Canghai pressed his palm on the scroll, and suddenly, the beast in the painting rushed out of the battle map, with a body of dozens of feet high, releasing a vast holy power and attacking Zhang Ruochen.

It is not a real Great Saint-level beast, but a soul shadow. At the same time, there are masters of painting and painting to integrate various special inscriptions into it.

"Dragon and Elephant God Furnace."

Zhang Ruochen had no time to stimulate the power of the Qingtian Futu Tower, so he had to form a dragon-elephant Prajna Palm, burning his whole body, slapped it with a palm, and confronted the beast.

The beast was extremely powerful and knocked Zhang Ruochen out.

Zhang Ruochen's body had divine patterns flashing, dissolving 90% of the power that the beast burst out. Therefore, after falling to the ground, Zhang Ruochen's palm slapped the ground, immediately ejected, and rushed over again.

Chen Yuhua wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "You are indeed very strong, but this is the Chen family's territory. As long as you activate the ancient inscription pattern, you will definitely die."

Xie Canghai smiled and said, "Since this saint has come here, there is a way to deal with the ancient inscriptions."

"The pattern-suppressing beads, breaking the formation path."

Jie Canghai took out a pearl the size of a human head and threw it up, and the pearl was suspended in the air.

In Lingshan, all the holy energy of heaven and earth was sucked by the pearl, as if it was drawn into a vacuum.

Whether it is an inscription or a formation, the power that bursts out is not generated out of thin air. It requires holy energy to be activated, and holy stones or even divine stones to be activated.

The ancient tower is indeed the hub that controls the ancient inscriptions in the holy city of the Eastern Region, but the holy energy of heaven and earth is sucked away, so the ancient tower will temporarily lose its function.

Xie Canghai laughed: "Now you should be desperate, right?"

Chen Yuhua was still calm, his eyes gradually became sharp and decisive. He was no longer as old as before, but was energetic and energetic.

"Didn't you just want to seize the Chen family's "Sijiu Xuan Gong"? Today, I will let you see the unique skills in "Sijiu Xuan Gong"."
Chapter completed!