The black magic axe stood on the ground, and the eyes of the vast crowd stared at it, with a ray of edge shining in their eyes.
This magic axe should be a magic weapon once used by a powerful demon. However, who used it and was banned here?
"Can this magic axe be taken away?" Someone in the crowd asked.
Many people looked at the speaker and wanted to ask, but this is the magic weapon of the Daqi Dynasty. Even if they are imprisoned here, they won't let others take it away.
Besides, even if they can take it away, can they take it away?
Imprisoned here by many chains, it still exudes such a terrible devil's will. It can be seen how powerful the magic axe was before. Once the chain is opened, it will turn into a peerless weapon in an instant, controlled by the evil intention and kill.
How can they be subdued by those who have just entered the Empire?
The Daqi Dynasty should not take such a big risk.
"We should just have a look and feel the will of the devil in this magic axe." Someone whispered.
Qin Xuan also came here at this time and heard the comments of the people around him. He looked at the black magic axe in front of him. Just slightly released his ideas, he could feel a strong magic idea invading into his mind. The magic idea kept reverberating in his eardrum and shocked people's mind.
However, his eyes were still staring at the magic axe, and there was also a trace of magic in his eyes, which seemed to resonate with the magic axe. Then, he seemed to see a demon God figure standing proudly between heaven and earth, wearing armor and holding the magic axe, with great dignity.
"Is he the master of this magic axe?" Qin Xuan looked at the peerless figure in the sky and said in his heart that the threat of that level was a terrorist who entered the holy land. I don't know why the divine soldiers used after death were imprisoned here.
Qin Xuan was suddenly stunned. If the shadow was a saint, wouldn't this magic axe be a holy weapon?
At the thought of this, his face became a little strange. The Daqi imperial dynasty was really strong in national strength. It imprisoned the sacred vessels here directly and was not afraid of being taken away. How dare ordinary forces do that.
"Does anyone want to take it?"
When many people looked at the magic axe, a voice came, which changed the look of the crowd. Looking along the direction of the sound, they saw a line of figures coming towards this side. The leader was a handsome young man with symmetrical figure and dignified appearance. There was a noble meaning between his eyebrows, which seemed to be born and extraordinary.
Qin Xuan turned his eyes and looked over there. He saw that the young man was wearing a five clawed Golden Dragon Robe and showed an extraordinary temperament between raising his hands and feet. He suddenly thought of a person in his mind. Now he is the most talked about person in Qihuang city.
The seven princes of the Daqi Dynasty.
Not only did Qin Xuan think about it, but many people also thought about it. However, Daqi Shenghuang has many descendants. This person is wearing a five clawed Dragon Robe. He should be the prince, but not necessarily the seventh prince.
"Who is the prince coming?" One man couldn't help asking.
The young man smiled and seemed to understand the intention of the man's question. He opened his mouth to the crowd and said, "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. I'm not the person you think."
The eyes of all people were frozen. It seems that it is not the seventh prince. Which Prince is it?
"I'm Ji Wenyuan, the Third Prince of the Daqi Dynasty." The young man said again, with a smile on his face.
Qin Xuan couldn't help looking at the Third Prince of the Daqi Dynasty. He was surprised. Even if he knew that he was not the person expected in everyone's heart, he still didn't have the slightest disrespect. His tone and expression were very gentle and sincere, showing great restraint and temperament.
Moreover, the smile on his face is very casual and natural, not deliberately disguised.
As we all know, the most famous person in the Daqi Dynasty was the seventh prince. The light of the other princes was covered up by him alone, and no one could match it.
But Qin Xuan at the moment gave birth to a feeling that the three princes in front of him seemed very extraordinary.
"It's the third prince. I was rude just now!" Before, the man hugged Ji Wenyuan and gave due respect even though he was not the seventh prince.
But they always wanted to see the seventh prince. After knowing that the person in front of them was not the seventh prince, they were inevitably disappointed, but they didn't show it.
"Are you all interested in this magic axe?" Ji Wenyuan looked at the magic axe and asked with a smile.
"It's not interesting. I just stopped to look at it when I passed here and was shocked by the evil intention released by the magic axe." Someone replied.
At this time, a man looked at Ji Wenyuan and asked curiously, "dare you ask the third prince, why do you confine this magic axe here? Is it possible that this magic axe has something to do with it?"
"There are some origins." Ji Wenyuan nodded gently at the man. The voice fell, and everyone looked sharp, and their eyes were all staring at Ji Wenyuan.
Their guess is true. I don't know who the master of the magic axe is. After his death, the magic soldier was imprisoned here. This experience can be said to be very sad.
Qin Xuan also looked at Ji Wenyuan and waited for him to tell him the origin of the magic axe.
"You might as well guess, which era is this magic axe?" Ji Wenyuan did not directly tell everyone the answer, but asked a question.
"Judging from its breath, it's at least another magic weapon in Wanji grade." Humane.
"Not accurate enough." Ji Wenyuan looked at the humanity. Don't be too broad. Ten thousand years are ten thousand years, and one million years are ten thousand years.
"Is it a magic weapon hundreds of thousands of years ago?" Qin Xuan looked strange, and a bold guess suddenly appeared in his mind. Since Ji Wenyuan asked, it may mean that the history of the magic axe is beyond their imagination.
Then someone said what Qin Xuan thought, but Ji Wenyuan still shook his head. The answer was still wrong.
"It's better for the third prince to tell the answer directly. We're afraid we can't guess." They guessed a lot of answers, but they were all wrong, so they gave up and continued to guess.
Ji Wenyuan smiled and glanced at the people. Then a very calm voice came out of his mouth.
"The magic axe in front of you is an ancient magic weapon!"
At the moment when Ji Wenyuan's voice fell, the hearts of the people present seemed to be severely bombarded by something. There was a look of shock on their faces. They couldn't believe what they heard.
Ancient magic soldiers!
Is this magic axe left over from ancient times?
Qin Xuan was deeply shocked when he heard this. Although he felt that the magic axe was extraordinary, he never thought that the magic axe was a divine weapon in ancient times. In this way, its history is very long. Does it have a history of more than millions of years?
People's hearts are constantly shaken, and they still haven't calmed down from the shock just now. The origin of ancient things can be said to be great!
But since it is an ancient thing, it should be valued and protected. Why lock it here? It's too casual, isn't it?
"This magic axe is indeed an ancient thing. It was obtained by an ancestor of the imperial dynasty in the secret place. After obtaining this magic axe, the ancestor used the will of the devil in the magic axe to cultivate the peerless devil, with extraordinary combat power. He ran all over the world in that era and was unparalleled in the world."
Referring to this, Ji Wenyuan's eyes suddenly became dim for a few minutes and sighed: "unfortunately, during a cultivation, the ancestor was inadvertently disturbed by the will of the devil in the magic axe. He was possessed by the devil. When he thought about falling into the abyss of the devil, he lost his mind and killed countless people, and no one could stop him."
"Have you fallen into the devil?" All faces showed a dignified color, and their breathing seemed to stop.
There are many demons in the world. Some powerful demons can control their will and not be disturbed by demons, which is not much different from normal martial arts. However, some demons go astray, kill innocent people indiscriminately and make a living by bloodthirsty in order to obtain strong power. This kind of demons is not tolerated by the world.
As the third prince said, his ancestor eventually became the second kind of demon cultivation.
Qin Xuan's eyes showed a hint of thinking. As Ji Wenyuan said just now, there were few enemies before the elder went crazy. Once he really fell into the devil's way, his strength will rise to a higher level.
If no one can stop him, I'm afraid there will be a river of blood and the whole Daqi Dynasty will be destroyed in his hands.
But now, the Daqi Dynasty is still there, and the magic axe is imprisoned here. It can be seen that the ancestor finally fell.
And he wondered, who subdued him?
It is extremely difficult to erase the existence of that level.
"Fortunately, at last, the ancestor regained a trace of reason and killed himself with his magic axe!" Ji Wenyuan spoke slowly, with a sense of sadness in his tone.
"Self determination!" The hearts of all the people shook fiercely, and their faces were shocked. Although they didn't see the scene with their own eyes, they could still imagine that it must be very heroic. It's really a sigh that such a great power should die in such a tragic way.
"Why have you never heard of such a sensational thing before?" Someone suddenly whispered and looked puzzled.
"You should know that the predecessor of Daqi imperial dynasty was a clan of Qihuang island. It was not until hundreds of thousands of years ago that Qihuang island was truly unified and Daqi imperial dynasty was established, and this happened before the establishment of Daqi imperial dynasty. Therefore, it is normal for you not to hear." Ji Wenyuan explained.
Many people nodded slightly. At present, the oldest clans are only a few million years old, and the vast majority of forces are only hundreds of thousands of years, or even shorter. It is normal to have no records.