The moment they saw the true face of the Hanging Mountain, everyone held their breath, their faces full of amazement and shock. 800book[800], the latest chapter visited wèn:.

Wanzhang is sixty-six miles, and the peak of the Hanging Mountain, which is ten thousand zhang, is sixty-six miles high, nearly 10,000 miles in circumference.

Such a huge and exaggerated mountain, the size of the territory is comparable to that of three countries, and it is truly unimaginable.

He Wuxi, Yi Tianxing and the others couldn't imagine how there could be such a huge mountain peak in the world.

Of course, what everyone is even more curious about is that such a 10,000-zhang peak may weigh trillions of catties.

It is suspended in the air, steady, unmoving, it is a real hanging mountain.

Below the Hanging Mountain is the Eye of the East China Sea, a huge vortex with a radius of 20,000 miles!

It is a miracle that the Eye of the East China Sea bursts out with terrifying devouring power all the time, and it does not swallow the Hanging Mountain.

There is no doubt that the scene in front of me is completely beyond everyone's cognition, and it is shocking.

No one understands how the world's largest peak can be suspended in the air, remaining motionless for countless thousands of years.

No one understands why this peak has not been swallowed by the vortex of terror.

After a long time, when He Wuxian and the others recovered from the shock, the three leaders of Qingluan and Tianhai Jiaolong had already left.

He Wuxian patted the thief Tuo and Tang Bao, who were still amazed, and waved his hand at everyone: "Let's go, it's time for us to enter the mountain." ”

After finishing speaking, he emitted a colorful light all over his body, wrapped everyone in it, jumped onto the back of the little green dragon, and flew towards the hanging mountain thousands of miles away.

Before, everyone was thousands of miles away, looking at the hanging mountain in the distance, although they couldn't see the situation on the mountain clearly, they could see the whole picture of the mountain.

Even from such a distance, everyone can feel the huge and amazing size of the Hanging Mountain, as well as the breath of ancient vicissitudes.

After everyone flew for half an hour, when they came to the foot of the hanging mountain, they felt the majestic breath coming to their faces.

It was an incomparable solemnity that made people look up and worship as if they were pilgrimages.

In front of this huge peak, which was almost up to the sky, as if it was a heavenly dome and the sea, everyone only felt that they were incomparably small, as insignificant as ants.

When they got closer, everyone could see clearly that the mountain of this huge peak was very majestic and shocking.

At the foot of the Hanging Mountain, there is an endless flat grassland, with green grass, fragrant flowers, and endless forests.

The sky above the grassland and the forest sea are all 'swinging' with colorful 'color' aura.

This is the aura gathered from the entire East China Sea, so rich that it is outrageous. [To see the latest chapters of this book, please go to 800 (.800book)]

The colorful aura condensed into clouds and mist, and bursts of colorful 'colored' aura rain would often fall, irrigating the grasslands and forests below.

Under the irrigation of infinite spiritual energy, those 'flowers' and forests have a lifespan of thousands of years, and even give birth to spiritual wisdom and become demons.

Halfway up the Hanging Mountain, the mountain gradually becomes steeper.

'Naked'|' The exposed rocks have undergone countless years of wind and frost etching, imprinted with traces of vicissitudes of life, simple and long-lasting.

It's just that here, like at the foot of the mountain, there is no sign of demon clan activities, peaceful and peaceful.

So He Wuxian let the little green dragon continue to fly upwards and fly towards the top of the Hanging Mountain.

After about a hundred breaths, Xiao Qinglong flew to the top of the mountain with everyone.

This is more than 10,000 feet in the sky, it should be a fierce wind, and it is extremely cold, and ordinary martial artists can't bear it at all.

But what is surprising is that there seems to be an invisible force on the top of the mountain, and even the wind cannot invade it.

The tops of the mountain are relatively flat, and like the three surrounding islands, the jungle is dense, and the grasslands and lakes are also full of aura.

The little green dragon flew all the way over the vast forest sea, and he didn't know how much Aoki's power he devoured, and his strength was also growing rapidly.

For it, this Hanging Mountain is a real holy place, a blessed land that can make its strength progress rapidly, and it will be a thousand miles a day.

After a long time, the scene in front of me changed, and it was no longer an endless sea of forests.

In a turquoise grassland, a huge palace stands.

From a distance of 100 miles, He Wuxian could clearly see that the big 'gate' of the palace that was hundreds of zhang high was engraved with three golden characters. (Advertisement)

Hanging Temple!

This hanging hall is the only building on the top of the mountain, ancient and vicissitudes, full of mysterious and majestic atmosphere.

Outside the main 'gate' of the palace, there is a wide Shinto road ten miles long.

The Shinto was actually paved with rare star gold stones, exuding the brilliance of the stars, making the entire Hanging Hall show a different atmosphere.

The Star Golden Stone contains the power of the stars, and it has unimaginable benefits for the cultivation and advancement of the demon clan.

Even for the Terran warriors, the Star Gold Stone is an incomparably precious refining material.

On the Zhongzhou Continent, even a palm-sized star stone can be sold for a sky-high price of millions of spirit stones.

And in this hanging hall, the demon clan used the stars and gold stones to pave a ten-mile-long and one-mile-wide Shinto.

From this, we can see how powerful the heritage of the demon clan is, and the holy land of the demon clan is really extraordinary.

Since He Wuxian and the others came to the outside of the Hanging Mountain, they have been shocked one after another, and their hearts have almost gone numb.

But Rao is like this, when he sees that Shinto, his heart still beats faster, and he is amazed.

The little green dragon flew to the Shinto outside the big 'gate' of the palace and fell, and everyone walked across the Shinto and came to the big 'gate' of the palace.

The large 'gate' more than 300 zhang high was closed, and on the Shinto road on both sides of the big 'gate', there were two columns of eighteen guards.

When everyone saw the appearance of the eighteen guards, they couldn't help but 'show' suspicious, 'confused' and surprised eyes.

I saw that the eighteen guards were all middle-aged human men.

They were not wearing armor, but they wore silver-white swords hanging from their waists.

After careful observation, He Wuxian found that these eighteen people were all the strength of the Martial Emperor realm, and the swords were all sixth-level spiritual weapons.

While this was surprising, it was overlooked.

Because what made everyone wonder and wonder the most was that the eighteen guards looked like human beings on the outside, but they were completely different.

On both sides of their heads, there are two horns, and their bodies are 'naked'|' The exposed skin was also covered with scales the size of a fingernail.

There is no doubt that they are by no means true Terrans.

The thief looked at the guards carefully, and did not forget to mutter, "These are not normal people!

Tang Bao walked in front of him, and when he heard this, he immediately shook his head in denial.

"What are you talking about, thief? Have you ever seen snake people with horns? You see the horns on the top of their heads are all forked, and they look like antlers. ”

He Wuxian heard Tang Bao's words, shook his head with a smile and said, "Tang Bao, you are wrong, it is not a deer antler, but a dragon horn." ”

When Tang Bao, Thief Tuo and the others heard this, they all immediately looked at Xiao Qinglong.

After seeing the two dragon horns on the top of the little green dragon's head, everyone looked at the horns of those guards again, and immediately found that they were indeed the same.

He Wuxian continued: "And the scales on their bodies are not snake scales, but dragon scales!"

"With dragon horns and dragon scales, but with the appearance of a human, if I guessed correctly, they are the legendary dragonmen!"

Hearing He Wuxian say this, everyone stopped and looked at Tang Bao in unison, their eyes focused on him, and their eyes were a little strange.

Because everyone has been together for a long time, they all know that Tang Bao is a dark dragon.

Being stared at by everyone like this, and hearing He Wuxian's words, Tang Bao's expression suddenly became very strange.

A little embarrassed, and a little cramped, it made him seem a little dazed.

He Wuxian smiled and patted him on the shoulder and said, "I didn't expect to meet the dragon people here, Sugar Bun, they may be your kindred." ”

Tang Bao glanced at the guards outside the big 'gate' of the palace, and then looked down at his appearance, his expression was a little strange.

"Da Shao, I heard you say before, aren't there several kinds of dragon people, who knows if they are dark dragon people?"

He smiled disapprerovingly.

"Well, just ask. ”

After saying that, He Wuxian led everyone to continue to move forward, and soon came to the big 'gate' of the palace.

When they got closer, the palace guards on both sides of the Shinto Road looked at everyone in unison.

Two leader-looking guards stepped out from both sides of the Shinto, pressed their swords with their left hands and stroked their left shoulders with their right hands, saluted the crowd, and then asked.

"Welcome to the Hanging Mountain, I wonder what is the matter with you?"

Without the permission of the Demon God Guard, no one would be able to enter the Hanging Mountain.

Therefore, these palace guards knew that He Wuxian and the others must have received the approval of the Demon God Guard.

Therefore, these palace guards will not be hostile, and they will be polite to everyone.

Yi Tianxing hurriedly stepped forward, returned the salute to the two guards with the etiquette of the Xuanhuang World, and then explained his intention.

After listening to Yi Tianxing's words, he learned that everyone was the children of the hundred families in Zhongzhou, and they came to find the inheritance and secret treasures left by the ancestors.

The two guards nodded and agreed, telling everyone to wait a moment before they could report to the chief.

Just as the two guards were about to turn around and enter the Hanging Hall, He Wuxian spoke.

"Please stay, you two!"

"Hmm, what else do you have to do?" the two guards stopped and turned to look at He Wuxian.

He Wuxian asked bluntly, "If my guess is correct, the two of you should be the legendary dragon people, right?"

The two guards were stunned for a moment, not understanding why He Wuxian asked this, but they still nodded and said, "That's right." ”

He Wuxian smiled and continued to ask, "Then which clan of the dragon people are you?"

Hearing He Wuxian's words, Tang Bao's heart suddenly lifted, and his breathing sped up.

His mood was mixed, with some anticipation and some resistance.

The palace guard was slightly surprised, as if he had never been asked such a question.

He glanced at He Wuxian carefully, and then replied calmly, "Of course, it's the Dark Dragon Race. ”

"Oh......" He Wuxian nodded meaningfully, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The palace guard frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

"It's gone, it's gone, you please. He Wuxian smiled and waved his hand.