Under the leadership of Feng Lang, Wang Xiao and his group walked slowly to the depths of Diewu villa. Along the way, Wang Xiao enjoyed the surrounding scenery. The villas along the way were very Chinese. Walking on this cement road, it was like going back to ancient times.

There are at least twice as many people who can practice martial arts in this cave. Even if they live in this cave, they can't practice martial arts faster than ordinary people.

What surprised Wang Xiao even more was that there were many powerful smells hidden in the Diewu villa. He could feel no less than 20 smells just from the strong of Wuzong.

You know, a strong warrior is the existence of a sect.

In this Diewu mountain villa, there are 20 stories hidden directly, which is shocking.

Soon, Feng Lang took Wang Xiao and others to a big villa in the deepest part of Diewu villa. He immediately stopped, turned back and said respectfully to Wang Xiao: "Sir, moxibustion dance is inside. I'll let her come out to see you."

Feng wolf has a respectful face. Although he and moxibustion dance are the old part of the ten Hall of hell and the core of the king's forbidden guards, they are after all the subordinates of the king. Now the descendants of the king are born. As subordinates, they naturally want to be dignified and orderly and can't mess with etiquette.

"No, let's just go in and meet the senior moxibustion dancer. I'm a junior. I should be so!" Wang Xiao waved his hand and said with a serious face.

In his heart, moxibustion dance, as a member of the ten hall Yama and the right guard of the king's forbidden guard, can be said to be one of the closest people around the old man. He should respect the old part of the ten hall Yama.

With that, he strode to the villa, followed by Song Ming and others.

As soon as he opened the door of the villa, he heard a beautiful sound of the ancient Qin playing in the air. The sound of the Qin was beautiful, sometimes like high mountains and flowing water, sometimes like the collapse of the angry sea.

At the moment when Wang Xiao stepped into the villa, the sound of the piano suddenly changed, became rapid and fierce, and became fierce. In an instant, Wang Xiao seemed to enter another world.

In front of him is the 100000 mountains. Countless figures are moving in the 100000 mountains. This Taoist shadow exudes a terrible smell. The lowest level is the innate master. Above that, there is a famous strong man of Wuzong shuttling through the mountains and forests. These people have different costumes and are divided into six. These people are trained orderly, as if they were six war headquarters assembled by the most elite strong men in the world.

But the six powerful and invincible war departments seem to have reached a common agreement and joined hands to enter the 100000 mountains, as if they are going to deal with the enemy. Only when the six war departments, which are the most elite and powerful in the world, join hands, can they have a chance to defeat.

"This is... A dreamland woven by the sound of the piano?" Seeing the picture in front of him, Wang Xiao was a little surprised. Why did this scene appear in front of him the moment he stepped into the villa? The strange sound of the piano could affect his sword meaning and let him enter the dreamland.

But I don't know why, but there was no panic in his heart. He seemed to know that the owner of the piano would not hurt him. He quietly looked at the pictures in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, the picture in front of Wang Xiao turned and the scene in front of him changed. His whole person appeared in a huge cave. When he turned his head and looked at it, he saw three characters engraved on the top of the cave, and his body suddenly trembled. The three simple characters were impressively: "Tianji hall"!

"Is this the ten halls of hell and the secret Hall of heaven?" Wang Xiao widened his eyes and whispered.

He turned his head and saw a white haired old man in a star black robe standing in the center of the cave in the Tianji hall. The white haired old man threw out an object like a scroll, and the sky above his head turned into stars. The old man's face was dignified and his fingers counted, as if he were calculating something.

On the side of the old man with white hair, there was also a middle-aged man with calm temperament and sharp eyes. When Wang Xiao saw the middle-aged man, he was stunned: "isn't this an old man? The old man in his youth was still quite handsome!"

Wang Xiao seems to be a person from another world. He quietly looks at what happened in the Tianji hall. Even the dialogue between the white haired old man and the young old man can be heard clearly.

The middle-aged man asked, "old man, are you watching the sky and measuring the sky?"

The white haired old man in the star black robe heard the speech, his face was still dignified, nodded slightly, and said: "the six kings War Department besieged my ten halls of hell. My heart is ominous. I can't help but calculate a divination!"

When Wang Xiao heard this, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows. He once heard Feng wolf say that twenty years ago, it seemed that there had been a big war between the ten palace Yama and the six King War Department, which lost a lot of people and horses. After that war, their king, the old man, disappeared, and finally the ten palace Yama collapsed.

Do you see what happened 20 years ago?

In Wang Xiao's doubt, the two people in the picture then communicated.

The middle-aged man asked, "what's the result?"

The white haired old man in the black robe of stars shook his head, frowned tightly, and sighed: "the charm keeps the heart, and the purple osmanthus star falls. This is the image of six waiting to kill the king!"

"Old man Tianji, the king of the six waiting to kill kings, is that me?" The middle-aged man asked with a slight smile on his mouth.

The white haired old man looked solemn and said, "Sir, this divination is very fierce!"

"So, my ten halls are in danger?" The middle-aged man disagreed and smiled.

"My Lord, how can you laugh at such a moment?" The white haired old man in the black robe of stars looked worried and said.

The middle-aged man put away his smile, slowly looked up and looked at the stars overhead. There were countless lights in his sharp eyes.

After a long time, he spoke again, and his tone was full of killing and domineering: "just six kings, not as good as me. With me, who can trap me in the ten halls of hell?"

As soon as he said this, the light of the stars soared, the stars shifted, and the universe reversed

The old man with white hair was shocked when he saw this scene. He seemed to see some hope. He said excitedly to the middle-aged man, "Wang, I have found a way to defeat the War Department of the sixth king with the least casualties!"

When the middle-aged man heard the speech, his face was overjoyed: "really?"

Although he was not afraid of fighting, he was also unwilling to fight at will. Once a war broke out, there would be casualties among the souls in the ten halls of hell. For him, every soul was close to his family, and he was unwilling to sacrifice any of them.

"That's right!" The white haired old man nodded seriously and said.

"How many days will it take to prepare?" Asked the middle-aged man.

"Three days!" The white haired old man said seriously.

"OK, I'll give you three days. In these three days, the six King War Department will not advance one step!" The middle-aged man looked solemn and said.

With that, he turned and left the Tianji hall.

Even as an outsider, Wang Xiao was shocked when he saw this scene: "I didn't expect that the old man was still very domineering when he was young!"

First, change.