The two grandparents and grandchildren who had gone through the ordeal hugged each other tightly.

Everyone present sighed again.

After a long time, Huang Qiuyi wiped the tears on her old face and asked in a trembling voice, "Sisi, how is your father now?"

"Grandma, my father he...... He was gone three years ago. ”

Ress raised her little face, her face was already crying.

"Who? Who did it?"

A fierce aura appeared on Huang Qiuyi's body, and her pale green eyes were about to erupt into flames.

"Grandma, it was the remnants of that hateful Lord Organization left behind in the Xuan Demon Continent to do it!"

Rui Sisi also had a look of hatred.

"Sure enough, it's these bastards!

The hatred in Huang Qiuyi's eyes became stronger and stronger, and in the end, it actually formed a substance.

"Don't think that their layout is so profound, in fact, it has already been investigated by grandma! Since you are unkind, don't blame grandma for being unjust!"

Huang Qiuyi gritted her teeth and spoke.

There are many saddest things in the world, but the saddest thing is that it is no wonder that the white-haired people send the black-haired people.

At this moment, Huang Qiuyi is like an angry female leopard, and like a flowing volcano, which can erupt at any time.

After a long time, she suppressed the anger in her heart and asked softly, "Sisi, how did you come to this Xuan Demon Continent?"

Rui Si 1510 told Huang Qiuyi in detail how they came to this Xuan Demon Continent, how Mu Zifeng saved them, and what happened at the headquarters of the Wei Dao Alliance.

Huang Qiuyi laughed for a while, and then spoke: "Master Mu, thank you for Sisi, the old body!" She bowed down and bowed to Mu Zifeng.

"Grandma, this is what juniors should do!"

Mu Zifeng also hurried to return the gift.

"In any case, the old body has to thank you, Sisi will still point to you to take care of it in the future!"

Looking at the immortal couple of Rui Sisi and Mu Zifeng, a heartfelt smile appeared on Huang Qiuyi's face.

Perhaps, in her heart, Mu Zifeng is not the most handsome, but he is the most powerful one, because Huang Qiuyi can't see through Mu Zifeng at all with her own cultivation, that is to say, Mu Zifeng's cultivation must be far above her.

Entrusting Rui Si Si to such a master, she is worthy of her dead son, as for the concept of saying that a big family is right, she has no idea in her heart at all, she is not such a powerful person at all.

Moreover, although Hong Qingchang imprisoned her demon soul, it was not extinguished, so Huang Qiuyi was a bystander to everything that happened, as for Mu Zifeng's killing of the fifth-order Great Demon Emperor, she also saw it with her own eyes, this is a person who even the fifth-order Great Demon Emperor dares to slaughter, how can she raise the idea of opposing it a little?

As time passed, Mu Haotian finally digested that lot of energy, stretched his waist, and drilled out of Mu Zifeng's token space.

But Xiao Xuan doesn't have such a good background as him, and he is still asleep.

Even with him, there is also the old man, I saw that he has recovered into an old man in his sixties, with sharp eyebrows, and he was a beautiful man when he was young, otherwise the young lady of the middle aristocratic family would not have taken a fancy to him.

Mu Zifeng introduced Quan Lao to his confidantes and subordinates.

Now Quan Lao has become a real person, he is no longer in the state of soul body, there is nothing to hide, and his half-step Demon Emperor's cultivation is also a figure standing in the upper reaches of the pyramid in the entire continent.

This kind of cultivation is the object of the major forces vying to grab and win over, it can be said that although the power elder at this moment is still five-colored, no nobleman can be underestimated.

Moreover, this is not the Xuan Demon Continent at all, but the Demon Netherworld Continent, and the concept of race can be said to exist at all.

When Huang Qiuyi saw the trumpet Tian and Quan Lao, she sighed again, and she didn't need to go into detail.

"Oh my God, is there anything good in there?"

It's been so long since I came to this Terran Powerful Tomb, and now this Tomb is in front of me, which makes Mu Zifeng look forward to it very much.

He flipped his hand and released Mu Haotian and Quan Lao from the token space.

Quan Lao has now recovered, and his strength has soared to a half-step Demon Emperor, and he looks at Mu Zifeng with a smile on his face.

"Master!"

When the two met, they also hugged each other again.

The two who have endured hardships for a long time are not father and son, but they are like father and son!

Mu Zifeng also introduced Rui Sisi, Mengyi Feishuang, Yin Xiaotao, Zilan, Duan Ping, and Feng Feifei to Quan Lao, and seeing that his apprentice had so many beautiful daughters-in-law, Quan Lao was also very pleased.

"Daddy, follow me!"

After a long time, Mu Hao twisted his little ass and walked in front, and the formation seemed to have no effect on him at all, and it was useless.

Mu Zifeng and Rui Sisi, including Quan Lao and the others, glanced at each other, followed behind Mu Haotian, and stepped in from the crack in the formation that was torn open by Mu Haotian.

Breathing on the ground, as soon as he stepped into that space, a gas that was extremely rich came to his face, and that gas couldn't help but be wrapped in demonic energy, demonic energy, and more immortal yuan.

Mu Zifeng estimated that the owner of this tomb mansion, that is, the previous life of Xiao Trumpet Tian, should be at least an eighth- or ninth-order immortal emperor, otherwise it would be impossible to have such a high level of attainment.

That formation alone can be said to be the top existence of the entire Xuan Demon Continent and the Demon Netherworld Continent, because from the perspective of Mu Zifeng, a formation saint master, it can't be broken at all.

If he could obtain these inheritances, he had reason to believe that his formation level could reach a new level.

Because his current spiritual power has reached the peak of the middle stage of the psychic realm, as long as he is given the formation cheats, he can arrange such a formation in every minute.

"Is there really such a inheritance in this powerful tomb of the human race?"

Mu Zifeng's eyes were also full of anticipation.

As far as the eye could see, the sky was blue and blue, without a trace of clouds, and the sun had changed to its original appearance, and there was no longer a little blood.

And the air is so fresh that people smell it and feel refreshed. The fatigue along the way was swept away.

In front of him is a large hall, thousands of feet high, majestic, dignified, solemn*. The vermilion lacquer on the twenty-nine pillars of the top heavenly corridor shimmered with a faint light, as if it had just been built, and people couldn't help but marvel at the master's skillful workmanship.

The hall covers an area of tens of thousands of square meters, divided into three courtyards, and the steps of ninety-nine eighty-one white marble emit a white halo.

Standing under this hall, people are as small as ants.

Others may not feel it, but Mu Zifeng's spiritual power locked this tomb space, and a faint coercion rose from here, touching people's hearts.

Fortunately, with the free guide of Trumpet Heaven, Mu Zifeng had nothing to fear, because he felt a kind of cordiality from that coercion, as if an old friend was meeting, which made his defensive psychology also be minimized.

Walking up the stairs, Mu Zifeng and his entourage soon came to the inside of the main hall, like all tombs, this hall was also empty, and in the middle was a huge sculpture, a huge statue of more than eight hundred zhang tall stood there, just like the statue of the god enshrined in the temple.

Looking at his face, this is an old man, in his seventies, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, five locks of long hair, quite a bit of fairy wind bones.

The faint coercion was transmitted from this statue.

In front of the statue, there was something similar to an altar, and Mu Zifeng's spiritual power swept away, knowing that it was a teleportation array.

"Could it be that this Terran tomb is connected to other spaces?"

In addition to being surprised, Mu Zifeng also felt very curious.

But when he thought about it, he was relieved that it was impossible for any great power to put his best things on the surface.

The reason why Guiru is called Guiru is that it is the place where the soul belongs, the inheritance that can only be obtained for those who are destined, and the place where the human race can belong to its own body, which cannot be admired by anyone!

Without hesitation, Trumpet Tian turned around the altar three times to the left and three times to the right, and then pinched a mantra, and suddenly disappeared.

Mu Zifeng and the others also disappeared in place according to the guidance of the heavens.

As soon as the wind stopped, the eyes suddenly opened up.

A space resembling an overhead appeared in front of everyone.

The space of this country is very vast, with mountains and flowing water, twists and turns of corridors, golden crows, birds and flowers.

If it weren't for the guidance of the trumpet heaven's mantra, even if outsiders discovered that the altar was a teleportation array, it would be impossible to break the formation that shrouded the altar, and it would be impossible to enter this realm space at all.

In the very center of this space, there is also a tall tower, which is different from the Seven Treasures Exquisite Demon Tower, this tower is even more majestic, with thirty-one layers, which is a hundred times higher than the Tower of Trials that Mu Zifeng has seen.

"Dad, this is the core of this tomb!"

Trumpet Tian spoke solemnly, and there was a faint mist in his eyes.

Mu Zifeng bowed three times to the tower, and recognized the young body formed by the reincarnation of others as his son, how can he respect the body of others, right?

"Boom!"

As Mu Zifeng's third bow fell, the earth-gray tower emitted a brilliant fluorescence.

And Mu Zifeng, Mu Haotian, Quan Lao, Huang Qiuyi, Rui Sisi, Mengyi Feishuang, Yin Xiaotao, Zilan, Duan Ping, Feng Feifei and even Li Shi, Shark and others flew up steeply.

They didn't fly up voluntarily, but the tower sucked it straight through.

Mu Zifeng automatically landed on the thirty-first floor of the tower. Others were randomly transported to different levels.

The figure flashed, and an old man fell in front of Mu Zifeng like a ghost. Look at the man's appearance, he is exactly the same as the person on the statue.

"Yes, yes!

The man smiled with his long hair in his hands.

"No wonder the reincarnated spirit boy recognizes you as a father, you really have the demeanor of the emperor when he was young!"

"Dare to ask the seniors who are ......"

Mu Zifeng clenched his fists and bowed deeply.

"The name is a symbol, don't mention it!" the old man smiled indifferently, "Since you want to inherit the old man's formation, then do as you wish!"

"What?"

Hearing this, Mu Zifeng also gasped, "How did this old man understand his thoughts so quickly?"

"Don't be afraid of young people, this tomb originally belonged to the old man, and the old man clearly knew what everyone who entered here thought!"

"I see!"

Mu Zifeng was also relieved, if others could know his thoughts casually, wouldn't there be any secrets at all?

"This is the formation knowledge that the old man has studied all his life, you can take it!"

The old man spoke, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a fluorescent light burrowed into Mu Zifeng's Heavenly Spirit Gai.