Yun Qingyu sprinkled a handful of medicine powder around him with his back hand. The medicine powder fell down on the ground like dust, making a "hissing" sound, "Fortunately, I have the tenth grade poison-swallowed powder left to me by my master, otherwise the poison in the palace would really make me helpless."

Feng Yu grabbed Yun Qingyu's hand, and his steps changed rapidly, passing through the formations in front of him, and stopped in front of the altar.

On this dark altar, there was only a closed scroll, covered with dust.

Yun Qingqing's eyes moved slightly and reached out to get the scroll.

However--

When her hand touched the scroll, countless sword-like inspiration shot from all sides of the palace!

The bitter murderous intent rushed over like a flood, which shocked Yun Qingyu!

Feng Yu reached out to protect Yun Qingyu. With a wave of snow-white wide sleeves, a majestic spiritual power as powerful as a mountain and river swept out, instantly shattering the four-sided spiritual sword!

"I didn't expect that there were still people in the palace who could find my place to sleep for three thousand." An old voice came from the empty palace.

Yun Qingyu and Feng Yu both felt a chill behind their backs. When they suddenly turned around, they saw the old figure on the ice coffin. They were covered with a vermilion dragon robe, solemn and noble, with thick eyebrows and eagle eyes that could not be concealed. Although this was just a phantom of spiritual consciousness, Yun Qingyu and Feng Yu felt unprecedented danger behind them.

"Senior Molten Emperor, we came just for the Flame Seal and had no intention of disturbing." Feng Yu held Yun Qingyu's hand tightly, his eyes full of fear, but the words he said were still calm and calm.

"hehe……"

However, the pair of eagle eyes that were like molten flames were sneered in the eyes of Emperor Molten: "My younger generation, there are three thousand palaces in the molten palace, but this is the third thousand and one room. If it weren't for intention, how could I find it?"

As he finished speaking, he raised his transparent hand, and the four formations of stones condensed into flames, surrounding Yun Qingyun and Feng Yu!

The scorching flame seemed to melt everything in the world!

"I thought that all you were looking for was the Flame Seal, but I never thought that you would dare to make the Goddess scroll!" Emperor Rong's voice was gloomy and cold, with anger that had been deposited for thousands of years!

Yun Qingyu condensed his spiritual power to resist the approaching flames. He frowned when he heard Emperor Rong's words: "What Goddess Scroll?"

What's going on with this Molten Emperor?

Could it be that after dying for thousands of years, my mind is no longer clear?

What did they mean to break into this place and play the Goddess scroll?

If you don't even have the chance to explain, you will attack them.

The moment Feng Yu heard the goddess scroll, his eyes moved and his eyes fell on the table.

He immediately reached out to get the dusty scroll.

The Phantom of the Molten Emperor sneered: "Overbial power! The scroll left by the goddess is also the rebels who can move..."

However, the next moment, the words of the Molten Emperor came to an abrupt end!

He widened his eagle eyes full of murderous and tyrannical aura, and his illusory fists couldn't help but clenched, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief!

He expected that the scene where Feng Yu was strangled by the goddess's spiritual power when he touched the scroll did not happen. Even when Feng Yu touched the goddess' scroll, the dust on the scroll disappeared instantly, and the colorful and dreamy light burst out.

Feng Yu looked at the scroll of the goddess with the colorful holy light blooming in his hand. There seemed to be starry lights in his ink purple eyes, like the galaxy and sea.

Yun Qingyun was also shocked by the scene in front of him.

The colorful and dreamy glazed holy light, the crystal white sacred scroll...
Chapter completed!