Chapter 4163

On the fifth floor, there is a huge hall, just like the king's Hall in the king's court. It is solemn and solemn. Jewels with faint blue light are hung on the hall, illuminating the hall with some mystery and obscurity.

Jian Wushuang looked directly at the deepest part of the hall, and a palpitation flashed in his eyes.

There, there is a huge throne!

A figure in dark gold and black robes was sitting quietly on the throne.

The figure lowered its head, and its legs were as dark as black hair, which was scattered on the ground, making people unable to see his face clearly.

Under the throne, there were six mummies with frightened faces and wide mouths.

"Is this?!!"

Jian Wushuang's pupil shrank and his right hand turned over, and an ancient sheepskin roll appeared.

Jian Wushuang looked down at the sheepskin roll. On the front page of this sheepskin roll, there were seven faces, which were portraits of the king of the wind team 10000 years ago.

Jian Wushuang put away the sheepskin roll and looked at the six mummies under the throne again, and his body suddenly shook.

These six mummies are the six team members who followed the king of chasing the wind and came to this Tera ruins 10000 years ago!

Jian Wushuang looked at this scene, and somehow, his heart filled with a strong chill.

Instinctively, Jian Wushuang planned to retreat.

Ka Ka.

However, at this time, the purple, gold and black robed figure sitting on the throne slowly raised his head.

In an instant, Jian Wushuang's hair stood up, and an extremely terrible sense of horror surged in his heart. This sense of horror seemed to be in his back, and Jian Wushuang actually felt like he was facing death.

On the throne, the figure slowly raised his head, revealing an old face.

Jian Wushuang saw this face, and his pupils shrank violently,

This face, which he is no longer familiar with, is one of the goals of their visit to Tarot ruins this time, the king of the wind!

"King of the wind, are you not dead?" The sword is unparalleled.

"Yes, how could I die?" The king of chasing the wind had a hoarse voice and said with a sly smile.

Jian Wushuang's heart sank. Somehow, the king of chasing the wind gave him an extremely strange feeling.

He stepped back a few steps slightly, preparing to send the message back to the holy palace of life and convey the news that King Zhufeng was still alive.

However, as a result of this summons, Jian Wushuang's face changed slightly.

The arraignment is cut off!

It was like an invisible force that completely cut off the communication between him and the palace of life.

"My child, are you afraid? Why should you step back?" The king of chasing the wind looked at the sword unparalleled, and his expression was strange.

"Children?" Jian Wushuang frowned.

This title obviously should not be the title of the king of chasing the wind.

Moreover, he also found that while the king of chasing the wind spoke, there was an invisible power looming over him. This power was extremely gentle and desirable, as if it really came from his father's hand.

"Something's wrong!!"

Jian Wushuang took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm. Now he is extremely sure that the king of chasing the wind has an accident!

"King of the wind, what's the matter with them?" Jian Wushuang slightly jawed his head, pointed to the six mummies under his seat with his chin, and asked faintly.

"They? Who knows." The king of chasing the wind shook his head, and then looked straight at Jian Wushuang, and said in a low voice, "my child, come here quickly, I don't like talking so far away."

Jian Wushuang's face was expressionless when he heard the words, but his heart couldn't help but burst into a sneer.

Just as he was about to walk out of the gate of the palace, a cold hum suddenly sounded from the door.

Then, Jian Wushuang saw Qing Xuzi and strode in.

"Hmm? There are others here?" Qing Xuzi saw the king of chasing the wind sitting on the throne, and his eyebrows immediately picked up.

"Here comes another one." On the throne, the king of chasing the wind saw qingxuzi who stepped forward, and immediately laughed in a low voice.

Vaguely, I carefully noticed the unparalleled sword of the king of chasing the wind. It seemed that there was something ferocious and greedy hidden in the king of chasing the wind's smile.

"What are you laughing at, old man?" Seeing this, qingxuzi's face was cold, and then he snorted coldly, and the conversation turned: "old man, I ask you, do you know how to take things in this hall?"

Hearing the words, the king of chasing the wind smiled and said, "do you want it?"

"Nonsense, I don't want me to ask you what?" Qing Xuzi sneered back.

"Well, boy, come here and I'll tell you." The king of chasing the wind smiled more and more kindly.

However, the uneasiness in Jian Wushuang's heart became more and more intense.

"Play tricks." Qingxuzi also had a little vigilance at the bottom of his heart. He looked carefully at the king of chasing the wind in front of him. Although the king of chasing the wind gave him a very strange feeling, he could also see that the king of chasing the wind at the moment did not seem to have any strength.

After pondering for a moment, Qing Xuzi raised his head again, "you can't turn any waves."

Qing Xuzi walked slowly towards the king of chasing the wind.

"Yes, that's it, son. Just come here and I'll tell you how to take the treasure here." The voice of the king of chasing the wind showed a strong desire, and even his lips trembled because of excitement.

Patter.

Qing Xuzi stood in front of the king of chasing the wind, looked at him from a commanding position, and said, "tell me, how can I get the treasure here?"

"Well, well, you lower your head and get closer. I'll tell you right away." The wind king's voice revealed a strange magic.

Qingxuzi's face slightly changed, but before he could make any action, he saw the king of chasing the wind raise his hand and press it on his head.

Qing Xuzi wanted to avoid, but he was shocked to find that his action was hindered by an invisible barrier, which led him to fail to avoid finally. The palm of the king of chasing the wind was still pressed on his head.

In an instant, countless blood and divine power were sucked out along the king's arm and quickly entered the king's body.

Qingxuzi's body became shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, sending out a miserable scream.

Qiang!

Qingxuzi trembled, holding the surprised cicada sword at his waist, and made a hard stroke upward.

Bang!

However, the startled cicada sword, which was enough to cut through the sky, was only gently grabbed by the king of chasing the wind.

Then, in the frightened eyes of Qing Xuzi, the startled cicada sword was opened by the king of chasing the wind and eaten inch by inch.

Click, click, click, click.

After only a few breaths, the startling cicada sword disappeared into the mouth of King Zhufeng.

Patter.

Qing Xuzi fell to the ground, and the whole person turned into a mummy, with a huge panic on his face.

The son of God, the invincible existence in the ultimate master, was killed!

"Ha ha ha ~"

The king of chasing the wind released his hand, and sent out a deep and funny smile, which made the demon to the extreme.