On the periphery of the ancient altar, there are five black flags, raised and floated, each with a surname, which is "Huangfu", "Dongfang", "Baili", "Zhao" and "Liu", symbolizing the territory of the five major families in the north in the hidden gate.

On top of the altar, every inch is paved with black crystal slabs, and the whole looks like a black lake.

"Uncle Nineteen, is this the entrance to the dungeon?" Huang Fuqing was full of novelty, she had heard of the dungeon where the clan was located more than once when she was sensible, but because she was born with a waste vein, she couldn't set foot in half a step, and now she finally had a chance.

"Yes."

Huangfu Langyue nodded, raised his hand and pointed to the endless gloom below the altar, "On the other side of the fog, there is the city." ”

"Such a thick fog?" Zhao Fan opened the eye of heaven and tried to take a look, but he couldn't see through it.

"Actually, the fog is very thin." Huangfu Langyue described: "Walk in from the east position, and the next moment, you will appear on the other side." ”

After Huangfu Langyue's words fell, he drove the car to the edge of the altar, there was a slope, and at the bottom was a huge open space, where all kinds of vehicles were parked, so it can be seen that this was the parking lot when the five families entered and exited.

Park your car.

Huangfu Langyue took the two beauties to the east side of the altar, and when they arrived, there were five sets of tables and chairs in front of the gray fog, and on each chair sat an old man, they were dressed in ancient robes, and there were brushes, inkstones and blue books in front of their tables.

"Qing'er, mother...... Wife. Huangfu Langyue shouted stubbornly, and then introduced: "This is the registration office, an elder from each faction of the five major families is in charge, whichever family it is, he will go to which table to register, if it is a foreigner brought in, it must be checked by five people together." ”

Huangfu Qing asked as she walked, "What if there is a stronger force than them?" ”

"There's nothing to worry about." Huangfu Langyue said with a smile: "The altar was built by the five major families together, and they all arranged a major array, which together is fivefold, which can completely intercept the middle stage of the Holy Realm, if it is in the early stage of the Holy Realm, it will not be able to leave alive at all, who will be hard, it will be triggered directly." ”

"It's a dungeon." Zhao Fan was disdainful in his heart, twenty years ago, the previous generation of saint Han Ruyi was afraid that she was not even in the Holy Realm, even if she was barely in the early stage, she could act recklessly in the dungeon, and even forced her mother to death, and her father was self-defeating, and the Zhao family didn't dare to let go!

It can be seen that these five major arrays are like a fictitious existence for the existence of a large background, and there is no need to break through, and they can be unimpeded by pressing the name.

The next moment, Zhao Fan and Huangfu Qing followed Huangfu Langyue to the first table, and the latter smiled politely: "Uncle, I'm Langyue, and I'm back with Qing'er today." ”

"Qing'er?"

The first old man looked at Huang Fuqing with bright eyes, and there was excitement in his expression that could not be concealed, "It's good to come, it's good to come." ”

"Grandpa." Huangfu Qing saluted.

"Okay." The old man picked up the brush, opened the booklet, wrote down the word Huangfu Qing, and took a sign engraved with the word "Huangfu" in the drawer and handed it to her.

After receiving it, Huang Fuqing said, "Thank you, grandpa." ”

"This kid won't be bad in the future." The old man was extremely satisfied.

And the other four old men from different families looked sideways, they didn't know about the reversal of the innate waste vein into the best martial vein, but they knew that this waste wood daughter named Huangfu Qing, looking at his breath was already an acquired martial artist who had entered the Dao, they all muttered in their hearts, thinking that the Huangfu family had money to burn, a born waste vein, how many resources did it take to pile up the Dao to become extraordinary? I'm afraid it can create three martial artists.

The registration elder of the Huangfu family looked at Zhao Fan who had turned into his daughter in surprise, "Huh? Who is this fairy-looking girl? ”