It is said that the dragon beard mat is woven from real dragon whiskers. It is very strange and isolated from gods. It looks unimportant, shabby, and full of holes.
But it's wrapped up with three people, just like ghosts, shuttling forward.
Half an hour later, the three finally approached the ancestral land of the emperor. There are twelve golden pagodas, rooted on the ground, carved with various mysterious reliefs and full of road symbols.
"The deep part of the lighthouse is the ancestral Tomb of the emperor, but these twelve lighthouses are terrible. As long as all creatures are close, they will be sensed. The attack and killing power of the lighthouse is also terrible, and the gods are hard to resist a blow. " As a public loser, he said that his chest was separated independently. There were many gears and a rectangular box inside.
The box was shining, and several silver winged bats were captured from it like a public loser, and they were thrown to the lighthouse.
Poof, a bat just came near a lighthouse. The lighthouse glowed, and a beam of divine light was emitted from the top, which directly smashed the bat into powder.
Suddenly, a few ideas swept over. When they saw that it was a few bats, they didn't care. This place is in the wilderness. Some wild animals often come here by mistake and are destroyed by lighthouses. So it's no surprise that the guardians of heaven.
Then, like a public loser, he continued to catch a few silver winged bats and threw them forward.
Hong and Meng Xuan are a little nervous, but their faces remain unchanged. It is obvious that he has done such immoral things and is familiar with them.
"How many bats have you got?" Meng Xuan couldn't help asking.
"Not much, just over 10000." As a public loser, he threw a bat at him, waiting for him, and the sound of flapping wings kept ringing. The lighthouse is going to be too busy. Although the attack power is terrible, there are too many bats.
"Go." Said the public loser, entering the lighthouse's attack.
But the lighthouse has been attracted by bats and has not attacked Meng Xuan.
He stood under the lighthouse like a loser, his left arm turned into a muzzle, from which he shot out a magic light, hitting the lighthouse. The lighthouse rocked and many defenses were destroyed.
"We only have half an hour. After half an hour, the idea of protecting the gods will come here again." He continued to speak like a public loser, his left arm shooting silently. Meng Xuan and Hong clapped their hands on the lighthouse.
The attack and killing power of the three people were all announced. In only ten breaths, the lighthouse was destroyed silently.
All the way to the front, Meng Xuan and Hong's forehead appeared cold sweat. This is a very crazy behavior. If it is found, it will definitely die. The speed of destroying the lighthouse like a public loser is very fast, and he is not a living creature, but a doll gives birth to a sense of independence, and the lighthouse is not sensitive to him.
In a short time, twelve lighthouses were completely destroyed. Meng Xuan looked back and saw that it had become a piece of ruins, and there were many dead bats on the ground. After a long distance, a huge black palace appeared, just like a black beast, crawling in the darkness.
"This is the ancestral Tomb of the emperor, in which many ancient figures of the Ning family are buried." "There are many good things in it," he said
The three sneaked into the palace, and were shocked as soon as they entered. It's too big inside. It's full of light. Gold coffins were placed there, lifeless. In the center of the hall, there is a pool of precious liquid, which is full of golden liquid.
"Is this the marrow of heaven?" Meng Xuan was surprised. The energy contained in Baoye was too powerful.
"Yes, it's those old gods who know they are going to be seated and refine the marrow for later generations. The descendants of the Ning family will come to Baochi for forging. " As a public loser, a colorful vase appeared in his hand, collecting all the precious liquid.
Meng Xuan looked around, looking for the star map in the public mouth.
"Where is the star map?" Meng Xuan asked.
"Come with me." He was familiar with the road as a public loser. He had already reached this place once. He took them to turn left and right and came to the deepest part of the hall. There are more coffins, some of them even if they die for a long time, but also release precious light.
This is a side hall, there are countless strange stones in the light, bookshelves row by row, are some of the ancient law.
When Hong walked over, he saw a golden lamp, which was already dark and was thrown in the corner: "the gold-plated copper deer lamp actually came here."
Hong holds in the hand, in the eye appeared the color of remembering, also has the sadness in circulation.
Knowing Xiaohong's past, Meng Xuan patted him on the shoulder: "your wife, snake king, may not be dead."
The gold-plated copper deer lamp is the treasure of Hong's wife, the snake king. But in those turbulent years, the snake king disappeared. Now it seems that they should have been exiled here.
"I was used to seal the meridians with a scroll of petrifaction. Now it seems that the scroll of petrifaction was made by the snake king." Meng Xuan said.
Hong took a deep breath, put his mind away, and continued to walk in the side hall.
"Look, this is the star map." Gongshu points to a divine image hanging on the wall of the main hall. It is very miraculous. It is dotted with stars one after another. It looks like a whole piece of starry sky on paper. It is still shining, very magnificent. At the bottom left of Shentu, there are many ancient characters, which are very complicated.
Only two words can be clearly seen - Si Zheng, others, whether gongshuban or Hong, do not know. But Meng Xuan recognized it, because it was a divine image written in dragon language!
"Dragon language..." Meng Xuan a stay, is preparing to watch carefully, the public lost like mouth, "take away, go back to see, let's go back."
Meng Xuan put away the star map and glanced at the hall. His eyebrows glowed. From it came a black magic fire, which was a strange fire. At the beginning, Meng Xuan got it in the ancient land of Taiyin in the eighth District, which was very domineering.
Then, together with Hong, he searched everything he could, and he even scraped the floor away. The floor is made of a strange kind of stone, which is good for refining his immortal body.
Three people like locusts transit, the original magnificent hall of direct search into a shell. He even took a fancy to a coffin and moved it away.
"Gone, half a quarter of an hour left, and the gods will come again." Said the public loser, and then the three quickly retreated. Just retreated to the lighthouse, three people body shape meal.
Because there was an old man in the ruins. Wang was looking at the lighthouse in disbelief. He was shocked and didn't understand what had happened.
"Who are you?" This man King belongs to the pulse of the emperor and heaven. His accomplishments seem to be around the fifth level man king, and his breath is very strong.