Chapter 296 Guess

"Master Xuyan?"

Hearing this name, Yang Tianyou was shocked. This person was the Supreme Elder of Sanyan Palace, a great monk at the level of becoming a god. But why did he call himself a sinner?

Not only Yang Tianyou, but also the monks from other forces were puzzled.

But one thing is certain, Master Xuyan is probably not dead. The shadow in front of him does not look like a preset image, let alone a remnant soul.

"It seems that you all know my identity, so I won't talk nonsense. You should all have some Sanyan Palace Tokens in your hands."

"These tokens were made two hundred years ago. I felt that my time was running out, and I felt that I should leave a legacy for the sect, so I used the power of the secret realm to spread them."

"Tokens are divided into nine categories, each representing nine inherited treasure places in the secret realm. Those who hold the token can enter the corresponding treasure places."

"The nine treasure lands will be opened in half a month. During this period, all tokens will emit unstoppable beams of light every other day."

"What you have to do is defeat your competitors, compete for tokens, and enter the treasure land to accept the inheritance!"

Having said this, Master Xuyan's originally kind face showed a smile that seemed cruel, but after blinking his eyes and looking again, he returned to his original kind and kind appearance.

"Our Sanyan Palace adheres to the principle of survival of the fittest and survival of the fittest. Only the truly strong are worthy of inheritance!"

"In one month, I will select the three most powerful and talented immortal cultivators to conduct the final trial, and finally one person will be left to inherit the secret realm of Sanyan Palace!"

After saying this, Master Xuyan glanced meaningfully, and the hundreds of immortal cultivators gathered below trembled and disappeared.

"Let's go, get out of here first!"

Yang Tianyou looked around and found that only Yang Xuanwu among the clansmen had arrived. The others should be rushing here, so he pulled him with him and activated the power of Yuan Magnetic with an ugly expression on his face. It turned into a blue electric light and flew towards the vast world. Long sky.

There were many immortal cultivators with keen senses who made the same move as Yang Tianyou, especially the casual cultivators who held the Sanyan Palace token in their hands. Their faces were pale, but they couldn't bear to give up the token, so they had to flee in a hurry.

And those monks who were powerful but did not have tokens in their hands, under the words of Master Xu Yan, could not help but feel a little desire to snatch them.

None of the monks present noticed that their emotions seemed to be slowly losing control, and a red light quietly appeared in the eyes of every monk.

……

In the central volcano, in the center of the mountain, there is a flaming red palace made of the third-level spiritual material Dazzling Fire Stone.

This palace stands on top of the magma, with chains extending out from all directions. Under the magma, there is a looming shadow of a huge furnace. The blazing three-flare spiritual fire spits out, crazily burning a certain existence that is suppressed in the palace. .

Inside the palace, the dense formations made people dizzy.

An extremely powerful formation, relying on the power of the secret realm, firmly suppressed a disheveled white-robed monk, unable to move.

Wow!

The white-robed monk only trembled for a moment, and the entire palace shook. The chains connected outside made a rattling sound.

"Xu Yan, you can't suppress me. The greatness of the devil is something you can never imagine!" An extremely violent voice resounded through the hall. The rich demonic nature contained in it would make people with weak minds go crazy immediately after hearing it.

"Shut up, you devil, you have killed tens of millions of people in my Sanyan Palace. I will refine you into ashes in this life!" The old voice was full of masculinity, but the feeling of weakness could not be concealed. Radiate out.

"Jie Jie, Xu Yan, why don't you let An Ming speak? Don't you dare?" The demonic voice sounded again, seeming to be mocking.

"Devil, don't try to disturb my mind..." Before he could finish his words, he suddenly stopped.

"Finally, I have mastered this body again. It's a pity that Xuyan is too pedantic. We are one and the same, why don't you let me swallow him?" A rather cold voice sounded, which was very similar to Xuyan's timbre. , but there are essential differences in temperament.

If we talk about the first magic sound, it is violent and crazy.

The second voice is masculine and upright.

As for the cold voice that just sounded, it was like the cold wind in the Nine Netherworld, chilling to the bone.

"An Ming, how is your plan going?" The irritable Moyin became calmer.

"Don't worry, as long as your demonic energy of desire is really effective, once these immortal cultivators fight, we will be able to swallow their souls, absorb a large amount of blood essence, and restore some of their strength."

"When the time comes, I will use the power of those cultivators to break free from the shackles and give up this old body!"

"In this case, just wait and see the desperate expressions of those ants..."

……

In a valley hundreds of miles east of the central volcano, Yang Tianyou and Yang Xuanwu landed here.

Then, he activated a talisman and summoned the family monks to come here.

"Uncle Nineteen, is there something wrong with Master Xuyan?" Yang Xuanwu stood next to him and asked softly.

"It's very wrong. According to the records in the classics, Master Xuyan is an extremely upright and masculine senior, but the shadow in front of me, although it seems amiable, feels very wrong to me, like a wolf in sheep's clothing! "

"Also, a thousand years ago, Sanyan Palace was suddenly destroyed, but the most powerful elder in the sect was still alive and well. Don't you find it very strange?"

"In the end, the fight for the token was made clear for us people to fight. But if that's the case, why did he release the token to the outside world a hundred years in advance?"

"If you really want everyone to fight and conduct a trial, there is no need to use this unnecessary method!"

"This feels to me like... one behind the other, two completely different people making two styles of decisions."

After Yang Tianyou explained, he seemed to remember something and waved his right hand, releasing Zhiming and Black and White.

"You two use your innate spells to take a look. What's wrong with this secret realm?" Yang Tianyou ordered.

The two spirit beasts nodded, and then Zhi Ming's eight ears began to tremble slightly, and an invisible and miraculous power surged out.

Black and White fanned the pure black wings, and there was a strange and unpredictable aura rising around him. He closed his eyes and sensed something.

A quarter of an hour later, the two spirit beasts stopped moving and Black and White said, "Master, I feel some kind of power similar to the power of a curse, permeating the entire secret realm. This power seems to affect people's minds, making the monks gradually become... Irritated, crazy, and finally lost my mind, leaving only the pure desire to kill!"

Zhiming also added, "Not only that, I also heard the screams of endless grievances, right under the central volcano. It seems that there are endless grievances and resentments buried there."

"That's where the source of the mysterious power Black and White talks about comes from!"

After the two spirit beasts finished speaking, Yang Tianyou's eyes flickered, and a bold guess emerged in his heart.

Could it be that Master Xuyan was the culprit that caused the destruction of the entire Sanyan Palace?