In the vast sky, there is a sharp gold color, and auspicious clouds are surging. Zhou Kong's extremely powerful attribute energy is like a ferocious beast and wants to swallow all the creatures in it alive.

The torn space ripples rolled away one after another, wrapping away the distant mountains and near ridges.

Surrounding the undulating greenery, golden waves and valleys are endless, and the rising golden waves appear and are magnificent. From a distance, there are always giant beasts lying dormant.

Among the heavy rocks, Su Yi carried the Blood Demon Killing Sword on his shoulder and moved quickly. As he passed through one mountain peak after another, the shape of the mountain gradually became softer. Zhou Kong's metallic energy also became extremely soft and smooth under the special effect of the Blood Demon Killing Sword, like a cream, which made Su Yi gradually adapt.

Gradually, Su Yi's speed was getting faster and faster, and his surprise at the Blood Demon Killing Sword became deeper and deeper. A question in his heart surged into his mind. What is the origin of the Blood Demon Killing Sword? But Su Yi knew that it must have a close connection with the Holy Mountain.

"call!"

All the vital energy vortexes were wide open, and the vital energy was rushing towards the sky like a big river. The fire flashed, and Su Yi rode the wind and once again through the erratic mountain mist, he vaguely saw a majestic building standing tall with a magnificent momentum.

The golden light is shining, the ancient exterior walls are mottled and old, and the houses with thousands of ravines are exposed to the dazzling golden light, like an old man who is drooping in the evening, or like a sleepy, huge ferocious beast, constantly spitting out the billowing smoke and golden flames.

This building should be the remains of the Holy Emperor mentioned in Xuehonglou. The Holy Martial Hall outside enshrines the spiritual thrones of various generations of holy emperors, and there are very few saints who can be buried in the Qianyuan Jintian Formation. Therefore, the energy inside the remains is evident!

Carrying a huge heavy sword on his shoulder, he stood lightly on a high ground like a monkey climbing, and his spiritual consciousness spread out. Through the Blood Demon Killing Sword, Su Yi could find that the building had the breath of the Snow Red Building, and deeper there was an extremely deep and huge aura.

Liu Ruoxi's aura was also included, except for the vital aura of Yuchi Changfeng.

"This guy disappeared as soon as he came in. Do you want the yellow bird to be behind?" Su Yi looked at Sikong, his eyes closed, and his soul pressure rushed out, like endless, overwhelmingly crushing the entire space.

After a while, he still couldn't feel the trace of Yuchi Changfeng. Then he shook his long sleeves and his vitality converged. He stood the Blood Demon Killing Sword in front of him, shook his nose, and the light flowed in his eyes.

"Get in! Ruoxi is important!" Su Yi made up his mind. Since he had found Liu Ruoxi, he would take her away directly.

It’s okay if only the Saint Lord and Xue Honglou are. As long as Liu Ruoxi agrees, Xue Honglou and Saint Lord will stop him, Su Yi will not be afraid.

But if Yuchi Changfeng was thinking about any conspiracy and took Ruoxi with him, he had to come out of the Qianyuan Jintian Formation first.

Su Yi suddenly looked dark. Su Yi waved the Blood Demon Killing Sword, facing Zhou Kong's heart-wrenching metal energy, with a sharp sound of breaking the wind, turned into a shadow and suddenly rushed towards the gate of the legacy tomb.

"boom!"

The gate of the Yi Tomb suddenly opened, and Su Yi stood at the door, knowing that Xuehonglou had already entered, and he couldn't help but feel nervous.

Then he rushed in with a quick step. After entering, the dim light filled with dense space ripples, and the surging energy swept through.

Looking at the inside of the remains, the huge stone walls were mottled and cracked, and faint golden secret patterns lingered. Su Yi knew in his heart that the interior must be extraordinary. The vast golden attributes enveloped it like a golden net, instantly covering half of Su Yi's body, while still expanding.

"This is the tomb of the Holy Emperor. In addition to the legacy of the late emperor, there must be many treasures and spiritual medicines. Su Yi should not waste it if he has the chance!" Chi Feihong's eyes trembled, with a greedy light.

Su Yi nodded immediately. Shengshan and he had a deep feud with him. It was not an exaggeration to bring Ruoxi back and get back any interest.

While thinking about this, Su Yi couldn't help but speed up, swung the sword, spread the vitality storm in front of him, and flew towards the depths.

"Boom!"

Hearing a sound like a thunderbolt sound in the distance, Su Yi was able to tell the direction should be in the center of the monument.

"Why are you the only one here in the Red Mansion? Where is the Great Son?" An old and thick voice came from the center of the tomb, and the voice of the Holy Lord was heard.

Su Yi's soul spread out, holding the Blood Demon Killing Sword in his hand, raised his eyebrows, and as he thought, Xuehonglou had already come in, but there was no trace of Yuchi Changfeng. He opened his ears and listened carefully.

"I didn't see the Great Saint Son. According to regulations, I should have won the Holy Mountain Competition, right?" Xue Honglou's voice was cold.

"Even if you win, I can't marry you!" A cold female voice came slowly. Before Xuehonglou could speak, she was scolded by the Saint.

"Ruoxi, you are too presumptuous. Have you forgotten your identity?" The words were reproached, and they were not often seen in the Holy Lord who has always been gentle.

"Me!" Liu Ruoxi was wearing red makeup and stood under the golden light wall with sad face, but when she looked at Xuehonglou, her eyes were still cold.

The Holy Lord looked back at Liu Ruoxi, his eyes wafted, and said in a deep voice: "According to the rules of the Great Competition, who could have obtained the Saint King Emperor's Sword, who would be regarded as the new Saint Emperor? Now the Emperor's Sword has long disappeared. You and the Great Saint Son are in the tomb of the late emperor. How can there be a result if the Great Saint Son is not here?"

Xuehonglou's two deep and abyss eyes were extremely sharp. He was originally a proud person, but Liu Ruoxi's firm attitude made him a little stubborn and his eyes were filled with stars.

"Nine Saints, if you wait for Su Yi, even if he is here, he must pass my level first! If you want to take off the position of the Saint Lord, how can the Holy Mountain be in the face?"

Hearing this, Liu Ruoxi's voice rose up instantly. Xueyan trembled, the bead curtain on her forehead gently swung, and she walked forward: "What, is Su Yi coming!"

As he spoke, Liu Ruoxi's voice began to tremble, his mind swayed, and the Holy Lord looked shocked at the same time. This place was the holy mountain and the gods. If someone who was not the holy mountain came in, how could he not know?

"Hmph!" Xue Honglou, who did not want to speak much, looked like lightning, and his eyes changed from indifference to vigorous battles.

"Da da da da!"

As footsteps came, some light fluctuations appeared in Liu Ruoxi and the Saint Lord's eyes. In a state of movement, they saw a young man holding a giant sword coming quickly.

The green robe flies, and the sword eyebrows are flying on her resolute face. Who else can it be if it is Su Yi!
Chapter completed!