Chapter 892: secret

Facing the arrogance of the divine envoy, Su Yan's eyes were as cold as water, without the slightest fluctuation, he was obviously thinking of a way.
The current divine envoy became a three-headed dog spirit, so naturally he could not continue to behead his head. As for the tail and limbs, Su Yan also felt that it would grow out.
Right now he can only use the last back hand to let the gods disappear.
"I didn't expect that your secret technique made me a little surprised."
"Accidents, that's right, there is no accident in life." The divine envoy stared at Su Yan with big eyes, and continued, "But the accident is accompanied by the end of life!"
The divine envoy rushed towards Su Yan, and the bloodbath swept towards Su Yan, with a violent force and a strange wave.
Su Yan stepped back, making seals with both hands, and a terrifying force was also displayed.
"The Fragmentation of the Sixteen Shaking Style!"
The power of fragmentation tore the strange wave of the divine envoy, the strength was not weak, and it continued to attack the divine envoy, and it was bound to break him into pieces.
This shattering power made the divine envoy's complexion also change. He knew that Su Yan was relying on this trick to turn Tokugawa Ichiro into pieces.
The divine envoy gushes out a black aura to resist this shattering force.
When the shattering force bombarded him, the envoy was covered with scars, but he held it, and his body was not fundamentally injured.
The divine envoy sneered, and his blood was covered in blood that made him look even more terrible. The scarlet tongue kept licking his lips, obviously he regarded Su Yan as a delicacy.
"Now let me see how you resist my attack!"
The divine envoy wanted to attack Su Yan, but what he saw was that Su Yan's hands were knotting again, and his face couldn't help showing a look of disdain.
"Why bother in vain, accept your fate!"
"The collapse of the sixteen-shaking style!"
Su Yan still used this trick. This is his biggest back-hand. After repeated attempts, many critical moments have been saved by this trick.
This time it was the same, and of course it was different. The realm of the divine envoy did not require him to perform this trick. He just didn't want to delay time and rely on the spiritual power of the divine envoy to win.
This force of destruction hit the divine envoy, causing his complexion to change suddenly, and a feeling of torn apart spontaneously arises.
He felt that his body was about to be completely separated, not the separation of parts, but the separation between cells!
"You actually played with me!"
The divine envoy opened his teeth and danced his claws, dismembered his body, turned into a piece of dust, and completely dissipated between the world.
Su Yan also recovered his spiritual power, his face recovered, and threw the long sword to the silly Yuwen Xiongba.
At this time, Su Yan had already walked towards the inner hall, and the middle hall was completely in ruins. He went to the inner hall naturally to find out some secrets of Tokugawa Ichiro.
"Why are you stupid there!"
Su Yan shouted, awakening Yuwen Xiongba.
Yu Wen Xiongba couldn't help but wiped the sweat from his forehead, waking up from the shock, but his eyes still had a sense of shock.
"My lord is... really awesome!"
What Yuwen Xiongba said was from the bottom of his heart, and he was so admirable.
He originally thought that Su Yan was going to be in danger, but this last move was completely crushed and handsome.
The two entered the inner hall, and the Tokugawa prefecture was empty at the moment, and everyone in the Tokugawa family had already escaped without a trace.
Tokugawa Ichiro died, and the envoy died, and the two mountains collapsed, so they naturally did not dare to stay here.
"My lord, what are we doing here?"
"This Tokugawa Ichiro is one of the four great swordsmen of Fuso, second only to the existence of the sword ancestor, and he must know many things."
Yuwen Xiongba nodded, understanding Su Yan's meaning, could not help but follow Su Yan and enter the inner sanctuary together.
The secret room is naturally difficult for Su Yan, one palm slaps the wall, or one palm smashes the ground, the secret path will inevitably appear in front of him, this is how the two entered the secret room.
The two walked in along the secret room, a long secret room walked for nearly five minutes, and the random bends made them a little confused.
"This secret path is really unique, and my head is almost dizzy."
"Using spiritual power to awake the brain is not as simple as it is unique. This is a formation. If you don't pay attention, you will be trapped in it."
Yuwen Xiongba's expression changed, and he hurriedly used his spiritual power to wake up his divine envoy without any fatigue.
After the two passed the passage, they suddenly opened up, and a secret room like a palace hall appeared in front of them.
"This basement is big enough, is it for yourself a hundred years from now?"
"This is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion."
Su Yan knocked Yu Wenxiong and walked inside.
The rows of bookshelves in the whole hall are dazzling and overwhelming. It is simply a world of books.
"This is obviously a library, Cangjing Pavilion, it looks like a novel."
Su Yan was also used to talking about it before, and he talked about the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion casually, but he ignored it and looked at each row of bookshelves intently.
"Look at whether these books are strange."
"So many."
"Look at the classification."
There is a striking label in front of each row of Su's family, such as history, science and technology, humanities, novels and so on.
Su Yan walked to the historical row, and after seeing it, the first floor was finished.
He saw a different book on the top floor, not a book to be exact, it was a notebook.
Su Yan casually moved the notebook and the notebook fell into his hand. Su Yan opened the first page and rows of old Fusang sayings appeared.
"My lord, is there any secret in this book?"
"This is not a book, it's more like a note, but the text on it is incomprehensible, it looks like ancient text.
The characters of Fusang country are borrowed from ancient China, and the characters of Fusang country can be said that almost no one in the world sees them.
Because Su Sang country has no written words at all, he learned from the ancient country of China. If there is a written word, why not use his own, this is what Su Yan puzzles.
"Keep reading, and see if there are any strange books elsewhere."
The two continued to search, and finally found nothing new. Su Yan took the notebook and left the secret room.
At this time, Su Yan and Yuwen Xiongba were already in the same car. The car was naturally from Tokugawa Prefecture. There were many luxury cars parked at the door. Just drive one.
"My lord, where are we going now?"
"Go to the hotel first. I have to study this book carefully. There must be secrets in it. Did the ancient Fusang Kingdom really have its own words, and what exactly are these words recorded?"
Even if he didn't know the content, Su Yan could guess that he had a bad feeling in his heart, and there must be a big conspiracy in it.
Isn’t it true that God’s envoy collects souls just to improve one’s realm? Why is he not called a god, but a divine envoy, is it because he respects the sculptures enshrined in the temple?
There is also the purpose of Tokugawa Ichiro sending his disciples, and the purpose of making Boss Shuang his minion, which is not just for money.
Because the deeper meaning of the two is technology, a technology that is studying the future and the past is a technology that can revive the dead.
Although this technology is a bit funny, it does not deny their purpose. There are too many secrets.