"Squeak!"

In front of Jin Hong, the gate of the huge palace suddenly opened, and a dazzling light shot out of it, making him squint slightly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Then, an old woman dressed plainly walked out of the hall and beckoned to Jin Hong, "People outside the hall, the master is invited!"

"Is there anyone in this underground palace tomb?" Jin Hong stared at the old woman, secretly horrified in his heart.

The old woman, with a plump figure, full of silver hair, her cheeks were covered with wrinkles, like dead wood, and her dry palms were covered with calluses, and on her forehead, there was a striking scar, which looked a little hideous.

Moreover, Jin Hong sensed a mysterious coercion from this old woman, and that coercion seemed to belong to Xuan Qi.

"This old woman...... I'm afraid it's a very strong cultivator!" Jin Hong's eyes stared at the old woman tightly, and he came to such a conclusion in his heart.

"Are you ......" Jin Hong replied with a slight fist clench, and then asked.

"I am the ancestor of Xiaoyun! I am also the guardian of this ancient tomb!" the white-haired old woman glanced at Xiaoyun next to Jin Hong and said softly.

"What?Xiaoyun Ancestor?" Jin Hong said in shock, the old woman in front of him turned out to be Xiaoyun's ancestor.

Xiaoyun is a demon beast Qingyun Eagle, not a human being, and the white-haired old woman in front of her actually said that it was the ancestor of Xiaoyun, it should also be a Qingyun Eagle, why is it that what I see now is this human form.

Jin Hong felt a strong shock in his heart, in the world where he was originally located, the demons in myths and legends can transform from fierce beasts into human forms and become veritable goblins.

In this way, the old woman in front of her should also be a very powerful Qingyun Eagle Great Demon, and her strength is already strong enough to transform into a human form.

The advancement and strength of demon beasts, like the cultivation of human immortals, are divided into several realms, and only after reaching a certain realm can they transform into human form and leave the form of demon beasts.

Just like the blood centipede army that Jin Hong encountered on the island before, after reaching a certain strength, those blood centipedes will spit out human words and can speak human words.

And the white-haired old woman in front of her can not only speak human words, but has also evolved into a human form, and her strength is obviously much stronger than those blood centipedes.

"You don't have to be surprised, I'm a Qingyun carving, and I'm on the orders of the Great Heavenly Futu King to guard this ancient tomb for generations. I am the first generation of guardians, and because of the grace of the Great Heavenly Floating Slaughter King, I have successfully advanced and transformed into a new form, so I have survived to this day, and I am immortal. And the rest of the guardians, due to their limited strength, have all passed away one after another. Passed down to Xiaoyun's generation, it is already the eighth generation of guardians!" The white-haired old woman, who seemed to know what Jin Hong was thinking, explained slowly.

"Oh!" Jin Hong nodded thoughtfully, in this way, the old woman in front of him is really an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years.

"Boy Jin Hong, I've seen my predecessors!" After knowing the identity of the white-haired old woman, Jin Hong hugged his fist at the latter with a solemn face.

"You're welcome!" a reluctant smile squeezed out of the white-haired old woman's cheeks, and said, "Come with me into the temple, the master is waiting for you inside." ”

"Master, who is it?" Jin Hong couldn't help but ask curiously, a Qingyun Eagle that was enough to turn into a human form, her strength was already unfathomable, she would have a master, so how rebellious should the strength of this mysterious master be.

"You'll know when you enter the hall!" said the white-haired old woman casually, then turned around and walked into the main hall.

Jin Hong frowned curiously, and then, under the leadership of Xiao Yun, picked up Jiang Yunxi next to the rock wall on the side, and stepped into the main hall.

After entering the main hall, Jin Hong's pupils shrank suddenly, and he gasped violently.

The hall is full of jewels, and the floor of the hall seems to be paved with gold.

The four corners of the main hall have more than a dozen giant pillars that support the sky, and the dozen or so giant pillars present an indigo crystal shape, crystal clear, as if made of crystal jade.

On each pillar, a five-clawed golden dragon is engraved, coiling along the giant pillar, lifelike.

On both sides behind the door of the main hall, there are two huge statues of King Kong, which seem to be two King Kong men carved out of gold, like door gods, guarding both sides of the main hall.

Carved beams and painted buildings, red walls and yellow tiles, the four corners of the main hall are raised high, and on the beams and pillars in the main hall, countless wind chimes are hung, which sound with the wind.

The whole hall presents a solemn and splendid grand atmosphere.

Jin Hong followed the white-haired old woman and Xiaoyun to the depths of the main hall, and then saw that above the main hall, there was a golden stone platform, and on the golden platform, there was a throne with a dragon head and tiger wings, and on the throne, a white-haired old man sat quietly on it.

"Master, someone is coming!" The white-haired old woman stood in front of the golden platform, looked at the white-haired old man sitting on the throne, arched her hand slightly, and said.

"Hmm!" On the throne of the Golden Terrace, the white-haired old man nodded slightly, and then his deep eyes locked on Jin Hong, and he carefully observed the latter's body for a moment, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and said, "Yes, there are indeed internal force fluctuations." ”

Jin Hong gently placed Jiang Yunxi on a stone chair next to him, and then clenched his fists slightly at the old figure on the throne, "Jin Hong has seen his predecessors?"

Listening to the white-haired old woman's previous address to the old man, Jin Hong was sure in his heart that the old man on the throne should be the white-haired old woman, the master she had said before.

"Haha...... After waiting for so many years, I finally got you here!" On the throne of the golden platform, the white-haired old man laughed loudly, and the words he said made Jin Hong feel a little inexplicable.

Listening to the meaning of this old man, it seems that he is waiting for himself here.

"Since you can come here, you are a person of fate, and you don't need to be so polite. On the golden throne, the white-haired old man slowly stood up, stood on the golden platform, stroked his beard with both hands, and then, the old eyes looked at Jin Hong, and said, "Do you know who I am?"

"Uh..." Jin Hong was stunned, and then smiled bitterly: "This is the first time I have met my seniors, how can I know the name of my seniors!"

"Haha, it's ......" The white-haired old man stroked his beard and smiled, paused slightly, and said, "Old man... The Great Heavenly Floating Slaughter King - Xuanyuan Hao!"

"What?" Jin Hong felt shocked again.

The white-haired old man in front of him turned out to be the famous King of the Great Heavenly Futu on the rivers and lakes hundreds of years ago?

This Xuanyuan Hao is a martial arts predecessor who lived hundreds of years ago, and he can be regarded as an ancient, but he didn't expect Jin Hong to be able to see his dignity here.

Meeting with the ancients who lived hundreds of years ago, this ethereal feeling of transcending time and space, made Jin Hong feel like he was in a dream.

In addition to being shocked, Jin Hong couldn't help but feel a puzzle in his heart, this underground palace is a Xuanyuan ancient tomb, and in the ancient tomb, what is buried is the king of the Great Heavenly Futu, Xuanyuan Hao.

If you say this, that Great Heaven Floating Slaughter King Xuanyuan Hao should be dead, but the white-haired old man in front of him calls himself Xuanyuan Hao, what's going on?

Could it be that the Great Heavenly Futu King was not dead, so he made a mystery and made such an ancient tomb for himself to confuse outsiders? Or was the white-haired old man in front of him not Xuanyuan Hao himself?

As if he knew what he was thinking, on the golden platform, the white-haired old man smiled and explained: "The old man is indeed dead, what you see now is just a remnant of my soul!"

"And now, it's a remnant of the soul I left here talking to you!"

"Remnant soul?" Jin Hong seemed to understand a little, he looked at it again, and sure enough, he found that the white-haired old man on the golden platform seemed to have a somewhat illusory body, like a soul, extremely ethereal.

"When a person dies, the soul can still exist, and it will become a deity, and it will remain in the world. The strength of this Xuanyuan predecessor is really unfathomable!" Jin Hong secretly marveled in his heart.

Xuanyuan Hao, that was a man of the year on the rivers and lakes hundreds of years ago, meeting him today, it was really a meeting beyond time and space, if it wasn't for the time travel to the other world, I'm afraid Jin Hong wouldn't dare to think of this kind of ethereal thing.

After confirming the identity of the latter, Jin Hong finally hugged his fists with a solemn face, and said in a rather respectful tone: "I have heard the name of Xuanyuan's predecessors for a long time, like thunder, and it is a blessing to meet you today!"

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