The big tiger's eyes fell on Jin Luan's back, looked at Yang Ling, who was wrapped in golden light, and said after being silent for a long time, "Could it be that the reincarnation of a billion years is about to start again?"

Jin Luan nodded: "It shouldn't be wrong, according to the information left by the Holy Monarch at the beginning, this will be the last reincarnation, and it will also be our last chance, once missed, the Eight Realms may completely collapse, and we have no possibility of turning the tables." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Come with me!, if I'm not mistaken, it's too late!" said the big tiger, turning and walking into the void.

"Senior ......" Hearing the conversation between Jin Luan and the tiger, Yang Ling had a question, but was interrupted by Jin Luan as soon as he opened his mouth, "After entering, if you can get the inheritance, you will naturally understand together!"

Yang Ling's heart suddenly tightened: "What if you can't get the inheritance?"

"If you don't get the inheritance, you will be swept into reincarnation by chaos!, so no matter how much you know now, it doesn't make any sense!" Jin Luan flapped his wings and followed behind the tiger, and Yang Ling had no choice but to keep his mouth shut.

As the void rippled and pushed away, a dazzling white light in front of him became brighter and brighter, and finally he couldn't see anything directly, Yang Ling felt that his Yuan Shen was going to be blinded, and after a long time, the light slowly faded before he could see the situation in front of him clearly.

A steep and straight mountain peak is hundreds of kilometers high, with a radius of hundreds of thousands of kilometers, like a huge floating island floating in the void, surrounded by white light, like a huge ball of light wrapping the floating island in the center.

The strange peaks on the floating island are abrupt, the cliffs are lined up, the pine and ancient vines are everywhere, the deep stream and the valley, the flying springs are stacked with waterfalls, the clouds and mist are steaming in the canyon, the spiritual flowers and different grasses compete for the strange and beautiful, the birds and beasts are frolicking and flying, under the white light, the whole floating island is picturesque, clear and incomparable.

Yang Ling stood on Jin Luan's back, stunned by the scenery in front of him, as if Grandma Liu had entered the Grand View Garden, her eyes didn't know where to look, in the divine scan, the energy of various colors gushed out in the mountains and valleys, and the entire floating island was made up of this condensed scorching brilliance, each of which was a kind of unbelievable natural treasure, and the coveted Jinluan bird's nest was compared with the floating island in front of her, it was simply a chicken nest in the countryside.

Lao Tzu's vision is still too low!

Yang Ling stood on Jin Luan's back and flew to the top of the mountain, drooling all the way and sighing.

The big tiger in front of him walked on all fours in the air, seemingly careless but one step was tens of kilometers, and Jin Luan followed, but in two minutes, Jin Luan flew to the peak, and a huge ruin appeared in front of him.

Collapsed masonry, broken columns, broken gold tiles, and broken statues are scattered in an area of hundreds of square kilometers, only the center has the rudimentary shape of a large hall, two rows of columns with only high and low stone piles are lined up on both sides of the main hall, and the steps have been extended up for nearly ten kilometers, in the highest place in the center of the main hall, on a huge blue-black stone chair, there is a statue of a giant wearing bronze armor, behind the statue, a hovering green dragon scales and claws are spreading, opening its big mouth and glaring ahead to make a roaring roar.

The big tiger's body flashed into a white-robed and white-haired, middle-aged man with a dark face stood at the door of the main hall, looking at the broken and collapsed gate silently.

Jin Luan also fluttered his wings and fell, and his body flashed into a golden-robed man.

"Two seniors, how could this become like this?" Yang Ling was very puzzled, the bottom of the mountain was like a fairyland, this top of the mountain was just like the Old Summer Palace after the sacked by the Eight-Nation Alliance, the difference between the front and back was simply too big, making him a little unacceptable.

"When reincarnation came a billion years ago, the void suddenly shook, causing the void around the Zhentian Star to shatter, and this Longxi Holy Peak also shook violently, and when the void was shattered, a super strong person suddenly invaded, and a big battle broke out with more than a dozen seniors who were guarding the top of the Holy Peak at that time, and that battle directly led to the destruction of the Holy Temple. The white-robed middle-aged man who turned into a big tiger said lightly.

"Could it be the invaders you are talking about are those underworld clans under the mountain?" Yang Ling asked in surprise.

The golden-robed man said disdainfully: "Those Netherworld Ghost Clans only appeared later, not to mention that their most powerful ones didn't seem to be very good at the beginning, I heard that once a guy broke in, he was directly beaten by the prohibition of the Holy Palace and escaped with serious injuries." ”

Yang Ling couldn't help but glance at Jin Luan, he had heard from a few leaders of the underworld that it was a sub-god level guy who broke in at the beginning, and the sub-god level in the entire underworld didn't seem to be too much, there were only eighty-one sub-gods with names and surnames, and after the twelve main gods, he was definitely a super master, could ...... , Yang Ling couldn't help but shudder, and asked cautiously: "Senior, what was the realm of the invaders at that time?"

"The strength of the invaders is comparable to the True Xuan Realm, and the strongest guy of the Netherworld Ghost Clan at that time is only through the Xuan Realm, if the invader is at his level, how could the Holy Temple suffer such a heavy blow, at the beginning of the battle, the predecessor who was in the Holy Temple to comprehend the Xuangong was seriously injured, and the other six guards who guarded the Holy Temple at the peak of the Xuanxuan Realm were also four dead and two injured, not to mention the other masters of the Holy Mountain who heard the news, that battle directly led to the death of most of the top masters of the Holy Mountain Clan, and since then it has been in a slump, otherwise how could the guy of the Nether Ghost Clan swagger to touch the Holy Peak, and he will be pinched to death on the way。 The white-robed middle-aged man still looked at the gate of the dilapidated Holy Palace several kilometers wide and said.

"The sick cat was injured in the great war at that time, and it hasn't recovered for a billion years!" Jin Luan added with some schadenfreude.

"Big pheasant, believe it or not, I can pluck your bird feathers even when I'm sick?" the white-robed middle-aged man turned around and said coldly.

Jin Luan pursed his lips and stopped talking.

"What happened later?" Yang Ling was very curious, could these masters suddenly break in just to be a demolition team to demolish the Holy Palace?

"The people of the Holy Mountain are outnumbered, of course, in the end, they won, the intruder was wounded and escaped, but when he left, he snatched the Zhentian Monument, and the predecessors of the Annihilation Meng followed after him, and there has been no news since then......."

"Zhentian Monument?!" Yang Ling couldn't help but jump.

"Yes, the Zhentian Monument is left by the Creation Saint, Longxi Shengjun personally set up a seal and placed it in the Holy Palace, legend has it that the Zhentian Monument hides a great secret, once the Zhentian Monument is cracked, it will be able to open the door of destiny......"

"Gate of Fate?!" Yang Ling jumped up again.

The white-robed middle-aged man who turned into a big tiger and the golden-robed man who changed into Jin Luan were startled by Yang Ling, and some of the second monks were confused, and looked at him together.

"I want to know how much you know about the Zhentian Monument, and how much do you know about the Gate of Destiny?" Yang Ling forced back the excitement in his heart and calmed down and asked.