The golden dragon coffin lies on the high platform in the middle of the square, and the nine giant dragons hold it up, looking at it from a distance, it is extremely shocking.

It's just that Mo Ling is even more strange, how could such a huge scale of a palace be located above the clouds? Since this place is an underground space, it is impossible to be in the sky. Jumping up, flying to the top of the pagoda, you suddenly saw a wider cloud world. Colorful clouds are hovering everywhere, and palaces or pavilions are suspended above the white clouds in the distance, which is extremely magnificent.

"Where did Fengshenlu teleport me to? Could it be that this place is still in the Dragon Tomb?" Mo Ling was shocked beyond words, and his expression was stunned.

Taking advantage of the situation to fly farther, only then can I see the whole pagoda, the scale is huge, a total of thirty-three layers, the layers are all golden casting, carved edges and paintings, and the bell of the bucket arch is blown lightly by the wind. Jumping to the pole, like a giant, standing tall at the end of the square.

Mo Ling landed in the clouds and flew towards the golden coffin. Seeing that he was about to fly, he suddenly found a golden platform in front of him, and there was a vague figure sitting on the platform. Mo Ling flew close cautiously and landed on the stage, only to see a white bone wearing a tattered white robe, sitting here. Bai Gu held a sword in his left hand, his right hand rested on his leg bone, and his head was deeply bowed, as if he was worshipping the golden coffin.

In front of the white bones, there was a parchment paper, Mo Ling carefully spread it out, and saw that it was written on the ancient seal: "Deng Chong is here today." There are a few more small passages below, and after reading it, Mo Ling suddenly became enlightened, it turned out that this was really not a cemetery! This white bone was the soldier who sealed the 33rd layer of the pagoda before.

It is written in the article that the emperors of the previous dynasties have passed down a treasure from generation to generation, relying on this thing, the emperors of the past dynasties suppressed countless cultivators, and from the Taizu of the previous dynasty, they took great pains to build this secret base. The monks who ordered the subdued monks to refine a large amount of armor and store it here, in a vain attempt to level the entire world in one fell swoop and ensure their own eternal existence.

It's just that time has proved that the strength of one family cannot withstand the tide of history, and these preparations will eventually come to naught.

Mo Ling didn't have time to sigh, continued to look down, and soon noticed the things that interested him in the upper paragraph of the paper:

"Here, it is the real dragon tomb, it is rumored that the dragon tomb is buried countless emperors, in fact, this is not a real tomb, just a storage place, and what exists here is not the remains of the emperor, but the trace of dragon qi refined by countless great emperors, a wisp of dragon qi, a wisp of dragon qi that gathers all the emperors!"

"Buddhism loves reincarnation, I heard them say that after the reincarnation of powerful monks, their birth is accompanied by a prosperous life, all because of the refined luxury in their bodies, although these rapping monks were killed, but it is not unreasonable to think about it, I looked at this wisp of dragon qi for the last period of time, and often thought about how luxurious it should be if he was reincarnated?"

Mo Ling saw that he had to be in a hurry here, and his mood was agitated, the dragon qi that the Xianghu faction wanted to find should be this wisp of dragon qi, but whether the Xianghu faction could enter here or not was a different matter.

Mo Ling continued to look down, with a strong expectation:

"The dragon qi is the treasure of heaven and earth, and the treasure that His Majesty handed over to me is also the treasure of heaven and earth, I think it is a good idea for the two of them to be companions, so I put them all on the dragon coffin, if anyone sees this, then you can go and take it, I just hope you don't use them to do evil, after all, the treasure is a treasure after all, the court with the Haotian Mirror, is it not the same as being defeated in the hands of the reverse Zhou?

"And this treasure brought by me is the legendary one: Haotian Mirror!"

"The Imperial Artifact that suppressed countless powerful monks: Haotian Mirror!"

The content on the parchment ended here, Mo Ling looked at Deng Chong who was sitting in front of him with a little regret, in his time, he must have been a well-known master.

Mo Ling stood up and bowed solemnly, as an expression of respect for Deng Chong, if it weren't for the faceless sculpture that Deng Chong had destroyed to avoid further killing, how could these things have come to Mo Ling's hands?

Mo Ling found that at this time, he was so close to these legendary extreme divine objects, the dragon qi condensed by the ancient emperors, and the Haotian Divine Mirror that suppressed the Heavenly Cultivators, any of these two things could be called anti-heavenly things, but now, they were lying quietly in the shocking dragon coffin in front of them, waiting for the arrival of destined people.

"I'm the one who is destined!"

Mo Ling walked towards the dragon coffin step by step, his eyes were full of determination and determination, things were not going according to the direction he hoped for, but he still came here step by step, he was more unprepared than anyone else, but he finally stood here.

Mo Ling approached the dragon coffin, the dragon coffin was very large, so he needed to fly up to see the situation above, on the coffin lid, Mo Ling could see a simple green jade treasure mirror, the mirror surface was extremely smooth, as if it was extremely clear water, Mo Ling took a deep breath and touched the Haotian mirror with both hands.

The Haotian Mirror shrank in an instant, becoming able to be controlled by Mo Ling, and even more exuding a slight brilliance, as if he was happy to finally wait for the opportunity to go out of the mountain, Mo Ling's mood was so agitated, at this moment, the 'golden sun' that had appeared countless times in the murals of the Dragon Tomb and suppressed countless monks was in his hand.

Haotian Mirror has long been ownerless, and five hundred years have wiped out all traces of him, Mo Ling only needs to release a trace of divine power to be able to establish an inseparable link with Haotian Mirror.

Mo Ling did not hesitate, and immediately released his divine power to enter the Haotian Mirror, this advance, as if incarnating the Lord of Heaven and Earth, ruling the world!

A powerful momentum suddenly climbed, the imperial robe on his body was windless, and the crown automatically flew out of the Fengshen tape on Mo Ling's head, a young 'emperor', holding the Haotian Mirror, standing on the top of the sea of clouds.

As if to congratulate the emperor, the sea of clouds is stirring, like a beautiful woman dancing and a samurai swinging.

Mo Ling's momentum was strong, and the coffin lid was automatically separated, revealing the situation inside the coffin, a young dragon was sleeping quietly, he was not a real dragon, but the essence of countless dragon qi condensation, accumulated for thousands of years, and even condensed into a god type.

The lid of the coffin opened, and the young dragon seemed to wake up, opened his eyes and looked at the world in front of him, glanced around, and finally looked at Mo Ling, with curiosity in his eyes, and flew over without fear.

Mo Ling was dressed in an imperial robe and dragon coffin, and Haotian Mirror was also lying quietly in Mo Ling's hands, as if he was really a feathered emperor, and the young dragon circled around Mo Ling a few times, and he did not reject it.

Mo Ling's mood was agitated at this time, he looked at the dragon qi that had been transformed, and stretched out his right hand in a friendly way, the dragon qi looked at it, and carefully stretched out his head, the person in front of him seemed to be the 'emperor' he had been waiting for.

To be honest, Mo Ling didn't know why he was so lucky, if there was no faceless sculpture forged by Deng Chong, there would be no ownerless dragon robe crown, if there was no dragon robe crown, he would not be able to recover the sleeping dragon qi in front of him, everything seemed to have been arranged by the heavens, waiting to give Mo Ling a big surprise.

The dragon qi touched Mo Ling.

It was just a momentary touch, but the dragon qi was uncontrollably sucked out of Mo Ling's body.

Dragon Qi, Mo Ling has taken it!