"Hongyan's ambition. ”

The spider groaned, then spit out spider silk, and slowly fell in front of Yang Qingshan, at this time Yang Qingshan found that this spider was not ordinarily huge, like a small mountain, but the gloomy light flashed, and a little old man as small as one meter appeared, still hunched over, thin as firewood, white bones and hands still holding a round crystal ball, not only terrifying gloomy, but also a rustic atmosphere.

"Local atmosphere?" Yang Qingshan stared at the hunchbacked little old man in front of him a little strangely: "Ancient tribe!?"

"Young man, do you have any doubts in your heart?" The hunchbacked old man smiled coldly, holding the crystal ball in his hand, turned around, and walked towards the throne in the depths of the main hall little by little, standing in front of the throne, staring at the throne, and did not sit on it, and asked after a long time: "Do you know whose throne it is?"

"Not yours?" Yang Qingshan asked rhetorically.

"So to speak. The hunchbacked old man smiled miserably, turned around, still did not sit on the throne, and a pair of cold and gloomy eyes suddenly burst into a light full of wisdom: "This throne was given to me by the Shennong clan, saying that I should do it for a few years, but it turned out that it would be a million years to sit down." ”

"Shennong is a liar. Yang Qingshan deeply felt that the hunchbacked old man had been deceived, and blurted out with relief, and was a little afraid after finishing speaking, if the hunchbacked old man was still a loyal fan of Shennong's, he would definitely be divided by ten thousand horses.

"Yes, a liar. ”

Yang Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded silently.

"This throne can keep me young forever and replenish my energy once every million years, but I have only been doing it for more than a hundred years before I realize that this mausoleum is a huge conspiracy, a temptation for outsiders to venture inside, to steal the secret treasure here, so that more people can become sacrifices here. ”

"I also saw the conspiracy of the Shennong clan. Yang Qingshan said empathetically.

"That's why you want to leave Hongyan's control and deliberately get arrested? The hunchbacked old man said.

"Hehe, it's seen. Yang Qingshan smiled embarrassedly, stared at the crystal ball and said, "You are the high priest of the ancient tribe?"

"Yes, I am the supreme ruler of the Five Elements Tribe, but it's a pity that the Shennong clan sent the Five Elements Tribe to the Netherworld, and I became a lonely old man, here for millions of years to dance with the undead of the God War, I am going to become an undead, fortunately my crystal ball is still there, he always reminds me that I am still alive, and I can leave here one day. The hunchbacked old man happily hugged the crystal ball and said.

"Then we have a lot to talk about, I don't know what your plans are for me, kill me, let it go, or ...... Cooperate. Yang Qingshan asked nervously.

"What's the use of killing you? What's the use of letting you go? What's the use of cooperating? Give me a reason. The hunchbacked old man said.

"It's useless to kill me, I'm just a pawn of the red face. It's useless to let me go, I don't want to go, even if you are a ninth-level Yuan Immortal, I will stay here and not leave, as for cooperation, because I am the successor of the Shennong clan. ”

"Inheritor?" The hunchbacked old man's eyes were not only full of wisdom, but with a madness like revenge, but in the moment when Yang Qingshan was worried, he recovered again, and only gave Yang Qingshan a few faint words: "What's the use of being the inheritor, how powerful the Shenlong Gate was back then, but it was brought to the ninth layer here by the Shennong clan overnight, and became the most powerful burial object here." You should have seen those Heavenly Demons, and the Four Great Dragon Kings?"

"Yes, what's the matter? They were all disciples of the Divine Dragon Sect back then?" Yang Qingshan said in shock.

"No, it's an outer disciple. ”

Yang Qingshan rolled his eyes and almost vomited blood, the ruthlessness of the Shennong clan was once again raised to the point of mutual indignation, the outer disciples of the Shenlongmen were all the four dragon kings, the powerhouses of the Heavenly Demons, what about the disciples of the Shenlongmen? It is estimated that they are so powerful that they explode.

"You know, there is only a sacrifice here, and no one can ask for you from him, but ......" The hunchbacked old man looked down at his crystal ball: "You can escape, because you are the successor of that bastard of the Shennong clan." ”

No one was happy to be scolded as a bastard, but Yang Qingshan was very happy, because the Shennong clan buried a powerful sect alive for a woman, and left all kinds of clues for outsiders to rob the tomb, and as a result, they all became sacrifices here.

"How to escape?" Yang Qingshan asked.

"We have to find Nuwa Niangniang's coffin first. The hunchbacked old man said.

"Coffin? Hongyan knows, but in the end, it's not going to be plotted, no. Yang Qingshan shook his head and said.

"So, you want to cooperate with me and escape together? I'm sorry, my people are all in the Netherworld, and they are all dead, so what's the use of me going out?" said the hunchbacked old man wistfully.

"What's the use, what's the use!" Yang Qingshan's face became contemptuous, the old man in front of him was the kind of person who had no confidence in life, so he said directly: "They are in my world, follow me." ”

Bang Dang......

The round and beautiful crystal ball fell to the ground, and the hunchbacked old man looked at Yang Qingshan dumbfounded, as if surprised, then confused, and finally relieved.

"You are the inheritor of the Shennong clan, no matter how you cultivate in your world, when you reach the Yuan Immortal, you will enter the realm close to the Great Perfection, and the five tribes should not be crowded in your world, but ...... Are they all alive?"

"Alive, the Breeze Tribe, the Falling Water Tribe, the King Kong Tribe, the Earthhearth Tribe, the Flame Tribe, a total of three million indigenous people. Yang Qingshan said: "Is it enough for you to play your strength." ”

"Three million, that's that? That's less than half a million when I was high priest. ”

"500,000? Yang Qingshan said disgustedly.

"Three million, what a great strength that is. The hunchbacked old man said with some excitement: "Hope, there is hope, there is great hope, I have three million tribesmen, I am enough to fight against the sub-god level, hehe, the sub-god level." ”

"Sub-god level, is there a sub-god level here?" Yang Qingshan said in surprise.

"Of course, how could Nuwa Niangniang's coffin only be hidden, of course, there is a strong guard, a sub-god-level divine beast, the last blood unicorn of the year. The hunchbacked old man said seriously.

"Blood Kirin, I have it too, I have an army. Yang Qingshan said calmly.

The hunchbacked old man was about to pick up the crystal ball on the ground, but when he heard Yang Qingshan's words, he was stunned again, and opened his mouth wide and said, "It's all crazy outside?"

"Millions of years, do you know how the world would develop without a war that affected the entire star field for millions of years? ”

Yang Qingshan looked at the hunchbacked old man with a sympathetic look at him at this time, a million-year-old antique, too far away from the times, he didn't know the development outside, pitiful, pitiful.

The hunchbacked old man stood up with the crystal ball on his face painfully, and asked with a bitter face: "I am willing to cooperate with you, but my strength is not level nine, you see me level nine because I am holding back, in fact, I am about to die, my life is about to end, and my strength is only a fifth-level Yuan Immortal." ”

"Fifth-level Yuan Immortal. Yang Qingshan said depressedly: "Then you pretended to scare people at the beginning, go, enter my world, meet your people first, and talk about things later." ”

The hunchbacked old man nodded, released an eerie aura, sealed the entire hall, and entered Yang Qingshan's world with Yang Qingshan, while Yang Qingshan despised the hunchbacked old man again, this old man really has no world at all, just a bit of a huge world, colorful, is there such a surprise?

The hunchbacked old man looked at Yang Qingshan's world with tears in his eyes, the wonderful scenes seemed to be the fairyland he had entered, just like when he entered the world of Shennong's family, there was a main world in the middle, followed by the auxiliary world of the five elements, as well as the breath of death and life, and more importantly, the hunchbacked old man also felt the rich power of faith.

"Well, that's ......" The hunchbacked old man looked up at the sky, although there was no sun in the sky, but a drop of water made the hunchbacked old man's eyes widen: "The prototype of the godhead." ”

"Yes, the prototype of the Godhead, how about it, with your old man's vision, when will I become a god. Yang Qingshan asked lazily.

"Within a hundred years. The hunchbacked old man said.

"Oh, why?" Yang Qingshan asked in surprise.

"When I met Shennong, he was not a god, and when he invited me into his world, it was exactly the same as here, and the prototype of the godhead in the sky was the same, and he became the third god who practiced on his own after a hundred years, and you also have such a talent, believe me. ”

"I believe it. Yang Qingshan nodded silently and said.

Yang Qingshan is used to returning to his own world, of course, it did not cause the cheers of the girls, they continued to do their own things, and the clansmen of the five tribes sensed the breath of the hunchbacked old man, which was their familiar breath, except for the ordinary clansmen, only the five patriarchs knew the meaning of this breath, so Yang Qingshan just waited for a while, and the five patriarchs appeared in front of him, first saluting, and then looking at the hunchbacked old man dumbfounded.

"Are you...... High Priest?" The Flame Patriarch was the leader, so he naturally took the initiative to ask.

"Yes. After millions of years, I finally saw the clansmen, and I ......" The hunchbacked old man said excitedly: "I am very pleased. ”

Yang Qingshan smiled beside him, did not disturb the reminiscences of these people, and flew to the side, looking at the scenery of this world.

"And what generation are you?"

"The sixth generation, very old. The hunchbacked old man stroked his beard and said.

"Ancestors. The five patriarchs cried and knelt down at the same time, telling about the hard life of the tribe.

"Hehe, get up, get up, take me to see your tribe. The hunchbacked old man said with a smile, as if he felt a little weird, and hurriedly looked at Yang Qingshan.

"Go, by the way, go to the Golden Hall, maybe you can do something for me, and I can let you stay, I don't have useless people here. Yang Qingshan waved his hand and said.