Rebirth of the Strongest Female Emperor

Chapter 592 Palace (1)

Ouyang family men heard the words of their own Miss Da, suddenly stunned.

"Missy, you shouldn't, really... like..."

After the words have not been finished, the Ouyang family man was stunned by the eyes of the **** elders, and did not dare to continue to say anything.

"The big lady doesn't care. You go to nonsense, don't you find it."

After returning to the crowd, another Ouyang family man smiled helplessly.

"I just think that in the character of Missy, how can we easily deliver the true heart to others?"

"Maybe... look at the right eye? That little white face, looks really...good..."

Ouyang’s family shook their heads, but they did not doubt anything.

At this point, Feng Cong several people stepped forward and looked at Ye Qingyi, and said: "Ye brother, Miss Ouyang, do you think that the mysterious palace, whether to go to a view..."

For no reason, a majestic palace appears in the yellow sand, with only two results, either with a great chance, or... a terrible purgatory, a matter of life and death, Feng Cong Do not dare to be the master.

"I listen to him all..." The **** elders pretended to be "soft" and looked at Ye Qingyi.

Ye Qingyi directly ignored the eyes of the **** elders, and the brows were slightly wrinkled and contemplative for a moment.

After about ten interest rates, Ye Qingyi finally said: "We are so aimlessly strolling around in a purgatory, I am afraid that it is even more dangerous. The palace is so obvious that it can be seen in dozens of miles. Tianqi Dynasty and The super-sectarian forces of the nine-night dynasty should have someone to go, and I agree to go."

"I mean this too." The **** elders nodded.

The identity of the **** elders is now Ouyang Jiada, and the three Ouyang family members, seeing their own big lady agree, naturally have nothing to say, can only obey.

In the end, Feng Cong and his entourage went to the mysterious palace a few miles away.

In the land of the yellow sand, the dust is not small. In the void, the yellow sand is rolled up by the hurricane, forming a violent storm. It is extremely difficult to walk. If you are not careful, it will be caught in the hurricane and torn into pieces.

However, the distance of several miles, Ye Qingyi and the **** elders and so on, have been walking for several hours.

At the moment, below the palace.

Feng Cong looked at the palace in front of him and could not help but marvel.

The palaces here are very majestic, and those buildings that are super-classified cannot be compared with them. They are quite primitive, as if they were not the products of this era.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha..."

Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from inside the palace.

At the same time as the laughter came out, a huge head flew down from the palace and fell directly at the feet of Ye Qingying and the **** elders.

Looking at the head, everyone's face can not help but change, Rao is Ye Qingyi, the look of the eyes is not changed.

It was the head of an old man. Looking at the wound, it seemed to be cut off by sharp weapons. But on the face of the old man, there was a creepy smile.

"This person is...!"

Among the ranks, after seeing the old man’s head, a super-disciple disciple changed his face: “Yue Huazong, great elder!”

"what?!"

Hearing this statement, Feng Cong several people, look horrified.

The strength of the martial arts of the elders of the month of Huazong was second only to the emperor of the Chinese dynasty, and it was here that he was cut off from his life!

"what!"

"Don't kill me... don't kill me!"

"Why... why should this be!"

(End of this chapter)