Chapter 967

"It seems that you are very loyal to Yao Wenwu. I don't know how important you are in his heart. If I use you as bait, will he take the bait?" Qin Ming squatted in front of him, thinking about how to pry open his mouth.

"Save it!" Luo Han's soul sent bursts of severe pain. He couldn't help twitching a few times. He couldn't be fooled by Qin's life.

"Tell me where Yao Wenwu is, and I'll let you go back."

"Hum, I said he was at the headquarters of Zhu tiandian. Do you believe it?"

"You have been caught by me, and he can still sit?" Qin Ming weighed the jade plate of the 'son of heaven' in his hand and said, "since he gave you this thing, there must be some agreement between you. Tell me?"

"Bah, don't think about it! Qin Ming, dare to come to kill the territory of the heaven hall. I think you're looking for death."

The ghost of the buried sea suddenly said, "I can steal his memory within ten days."

Qin Ming raised his eyebrows in surprise: "sweep up memory?"

"I'll come." the half asleep head on the left of the golden lion looked up, and his eyes were cold and deep, like two bottomless pools. It went to Luohan.

Luo Han stared at the Golden Lion warily and struggled back.

The eyes of the left head of the golden lion suddenly coagulated, and the vertical pupil was as slender as a knife. It seemed that two invisible energies rushed out and bumped into Luo Han's eyes. Luo Han trembled, and his expression immediately became dull.

Qin Ming looked at the Golden Lion curiously. The left head was relatively silent, giving the race a gloomy feeling. The right head was high, with bright eyes and full of domineering. Do completely different heads have different thoughts and abilities? I remember the first time I met the ghost buried in the sea, the golden lion had three heads. It seems that the last one will also have special abilities.

Qin LAN stretched in Qin Ming's inner pocket, rubbed his bleary eyes, climbed out of the collar, climbed up Qin Ming's shoulder flexibly, flashed curious eyes and looked around.

The ghost of the buried sea noticed her, beautiful and small, like an elf, with big eyes and spiritual innocence. "This is..."

Qin LAN tilted her head and looked at the Golden Lion for a while. She smiled and disappeared. In a twinkling, she appeared on the golden lion's high head. Her little feet stepped on the golden scales, stretched out her hand to grasp the rich sideburns around its neck, and said something to the golden lion.

The right head of the Golden Lion turned to look at it. The golden glow was bright and flooded Qin LAN. He wanted to explore the child.

"Wow..." Qin LAN looked at the golden light around in surprise, and the beautiful little skirts turned golden.

Qin Ming said, "long live the egg on the mountain."

The calmness of the ghost buried in the sea is slightly moved. Which egg? Qin Ming really hatched it! "It's been almost three months since I came out. Except for being naughty, everything else is OK." Qin Ming looked at the cheerful and innocent little guy and smiled knowingly. For three months, he was still clever and lovely, and there was no worry, which relieved him.

The ghost of the buried sea watched Qin LAN, jumping on the back of the golden lion. He was naive and naive. His eyes were like two gemstones, black, bright and pure. He could not see the danger at all. But what about the future? When she grows up, what will she look like. "Have you decided to raise her?"

Qin Ming understood the worry of burying the ghost of the sea and said with a smile, "I can only keep her if I don't want to abandon her. As for the future... Besides, I think as long as I am strong enough, I have a chance to control it."

The ghost of the buried sea didn't say much. At the moment when Qin ordered her to take her out of the long live mountain, the paper ship of fate had set sail again, and no one could stop it.

"Yao Wenwu is buried on the God Island!" the eyes of the left head of the Golden Lion returned to Qingming. Luo Han sat on the ground like collapse, his eyes empty and godless, like a serious illness.

"Where is the burial island?"

"Funerary island is an important training ground of Zhutian hall, which is only open to disciples in the inner hall. It used to be an ancient tomb. It drifted from the distant Tianting continent and buried many powerful people on it. It was full of evil spirits, countless wronged souls and ashes like snow. It once caused natural disasters after it came to the ancient sea. Later, Zhutian hall controlled the island and forcibly transformed it to purify the evil spirits there, The ancient cemeteries and restricted areas were preserved, and the strong people who died in the Zhutian hall were buried. About 200 years ago, the Zhutian hall opened the burial island to the disciples in the inner hall, allowing them to enter the experience. The lucky people can get the ancient inheritance or the secret method of killing the martyrs in the tiandian hall.

It can be said that there are opportunities everywhere. Anyone who goes in will gain something. Some people even got the inheritance of the ancestors of the heaven killing hall there, and some dug up ancient secrets. However, not every inner hall disciple can enter the burial God Island at will. The decision-making power is controlled by the inner hall elders. Only those who perform very well are qualified to go in, and every three years It will only be open once every year, and the entry quota is limited to about 100 people, ranging in age. "

Qin Ming and the ghost of the buried sea exchanged eyes and saw a familiar light from each other's eyes.

Don't say it. It's a hit! "How long has the burial Island been open this time?"

"Each opening period is 50 days, and 30 days have passed."

"How far is it from here?"

"More than 1500 Li."

"Is it inside the Zhutian hall, or is it floating somewhere?"

"Eight hundred miles away from the Zhutian hall, there is an ancient undersea stone forest. It is a huge undersea mining area with special terrain and rich in crystal stones. It contains rich energy. The Zhutian hall uses the natural power there to set up a seal array to suppress the burial God Island, refine the killing gas there, and maintain the immortal bones of the buried martyrs. The seal there is very powerful, and There are a large number of holy weapons guarding. It is impossible to break through from the outside. There must be a special jade card in the hands of the inner hall elders. "

"Is there any other way?"

"The emperor's jade card... It's OK."

Qin Ming looked at the jade card in his hand and smiled. Yao Wenwu, Yao Wenwu, we'll meet again!

"The strength of guarding the holy weapons?" the ghost buried in the sea and Qin Ming thought of it together. Opportunities everywhere? The inheritance of the ancestors of Zhutian hall? Ancient secrets? Oh, of course!

The Golden Lion shook his head and said, "it's both inside and outside. The details are unknown. But the area of the island is very large, more than 200 miles across."

"You... You..." Luo Han was weak and in a trance, but he knew something big was going to happen. Every time he opened there were genius figures in the hall of killing heaven, and the bones of countless martyrs were also buried. What would it be like for these two lunatics who don't pay attention to Zhu Tian Temple to break into the burial God Island? Disaster! Unimaginable disaster!

"Did you find the position from his memory?" Qin life grabbed Qin LAN and put it on his shoulder regardless of the little guy's objection.

The Golden Lion didn't talk nonsense. He killed Luo Han with one claw and rushed into the vast sea tide with the ghost of the buried sea. Qin Ming followed him and went straight to the buried God Island more than 1500 miles away.