When Yun Ling'an was about to return to the outside of the Heavenly Incineration Qi Tower, Xuan Zhen Thunder suddenly appeared, floating on Yun Ling'an's shoulder.

"Boy, go check it out!"

"Ben Sheng may have guessed who it is."

Before responding to Xuan Zhen's thunder, the voice of the Holy Ancestor suddenly sounded, and he said with some remembrance: "If it is really that old guy, it is not strange that Ziyan's little doll appeared in Canaan Academy. ”

"Okay."

Yun Ling'an agreed, followed the direction of Xuanzhen Thunder's guidance, and marched towards the underground world of the Heavenly Incineration Qi Tower step by step.

There is one thing to say, it has to be the Holy Ancestor.

The candle god of the underground world that Xiao Yan can only meet in the final chapter of the original book can easily discover it by himself.

The origin of the emperor, Emperor Tushegu, I'm here!

"Brother Ling'an, come in!"

In the middle of the road, Xuan Zhen Thunder suddenly exclaimed.

A trace of thunder true intent was hurriedly released from the young body, enveloping Yun Ling'an in an instant and pulling him into a void space.

The next moment, Yun Ling'an clearly saw that where he had just walked over, two white flame lizard people appeared.

"It's all half-saint level."

The voice of the Holy Ancestor sounded, and he was a little surprised by the cultivation realm of the two famous flame lizard people.

"I obviously feel the breath of a human being, why did it disappear so quickly?"

The flame lizardman on the left spoke, and the soul power continued to probe.

"I don't know, let's look elsewhere."

After the other flame lizardman finished speaking, the two Dawmori white figures quickly disappeared.

"Xiao Xuanzhen, I haven't asked, what is the approximate state of your cultivation?"

Reappearing in the underground world, Yun Ling'an asked at the Xuanzhen Thunder on his shoulder.

"My brother said I was a five-star Dou Sheng."

Xuan Zhen Thunder replied.

"Brother?" Yun Ling'an was a little puzzled.

Xuanzhen Thunder nodded, and said with some sadness: "My brother is Purple Electric Thunder, and like me, the two of us can be fused into Purple Electric Xuanzhen Thunder." But my brother left more than a thousand years ago. ”

"So you said you would go back here once a year just to wait for your brother?" Yun Lingan asked.

"Hmm."

Xuan Zhen Thunder nodded, and then pointed to a stone tablet in front of the two: "Brother Ling'an, we have arrived." The old dragon was inside. ”

On the stele, there are four clear characters.

Graveyard of the Gods!

"I can feel that there's another space in the depths of the magma."

The Holy Ancestor's voice sounded again, and there was also a bit of curiosity in the center of his words.

Taking a deep breath, Yun Lingan did not hesitate and immediately stepped into it.

The path in the cemetery is always hazy and blurry in the waves of magma.

Yun Ling'an was protected by Xuanzhen Thunder and marched slowly.

As the cemetery deepened, the color of the magma in the surrounding ground also deepened from bright red to red.

"Brother Ling'an, it's inside."

After traveling for nearly half a pillar of incense, Xuan Zhen Thunder called Yun Ling'an.

Ahead, there seems to be a barrier.

Yun Ling'an reached out and touched it, and it suddenly looked like a fault, swallowing Yun Ling'an's arm into it.

But Yun Ling'an didn't feel the slightest pain.

"Can I still come out if I go in?"

Retracting his right arm, Yun Ling'an asked Xuan Zhen Thunder.

"Yes, the old dragon is the guardian inside."

"As long as you don't provoke him."

Xuan Zhen Thunder spoke, looking determined.

Obviously, he has been in them quite a few times.

"Whew!"

Entering the space of the God's Graveyard, the magma power that originally filled Yun Ling'an's surroundings disappeared in an instant.

On the contrary, there is only endless darkness and silence in this space.

Xuanzhen Thunder released a ray of thunder light, illuminating the space several meters around Yun Ling'an.

Feel the ancient and vicissitudes of power in the cemetery.

Yun Ling'an's heart was extremely excited.

After the tea time, Yun Ling'an stopped.

Looking up, a faint shadow of light appeared.

If you look closely, you will see a magnificent and majestic stone gate full of eternal and desolate feeling.

It is as tall as a thousand feet, towering into the sky.

On the stone gate, there are also four characters engraved with incomparably majestic characters.

Ancient Emperor Cave Mansion!

"Brother Ling'an, that old dragon is inside."

Xuan Zhen thunder floated down from Yun Ling'an's shoulder, and thunderous light appeared on his fleshy little hands.

Immediately, he exerted his strength and completely pushed open the quaint and heavy stone door.

In an instant, there was an ancient, reckless aura.

Slowly spread out from it, rippling in the center of this god's graveyard.

Stepping into it, Yun Ling'an suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

A shivering feeling suddenly swept through his body, Yun Ling'an raised his head upward, and his whole body couldn't help but take a few steps back, his eyes were full of fear.

At the same time, the dazzling light of the fire ignited in an instant.

Illuminate this cave that seems to have been deserted for countless years.

In the cave, there is an ancient creature that is too large to be described in words.

It was quietly entrenched there, although it didn't have any intention of moving, but the coercion on the body and soul that gave people made Yun Ling'an's calves tremble constantly.

The ancient creature was purple-gold in color, and its body was covered with cold, thick scales of gold armor.

There is no doubt that the creature in front of him is Ziyan's father.

The strongest person in the Douqi Continent back then, the Dragon Emperor of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan, the Candle God, who was older than Xiao Xuan, Gu Yuan, and the Soul Heavenly Emperor!

"You little guy, you've really been subdued."

Just when Yun Ling'an was at a loss, the voice of the candle god suddenly sounded.

Purple-gold eyes the size of a giant lamp opened and looked at Yun Ling'an and Xuan Zhen Thunder.

"Fifteen or sixteen years old, only a fighting master, and there is nothing outstanding about it."

With some disdainful openings, the candle god didn't look down on Yun Ling'an at all.

"Old thing, are you still alive?"

Before Xuan Zhen Thunder could speak, a voice that was extremely familiar to Yun Ling'an rang out.

The eight-foot-tall, immortal wind bone soul phantom of the Holy Ancestor quietly emerged.

Standing quietly on the opposite side of the center of the candle god's eyes, the handsome face full of traces of time but still graceful was full of smiles.

"Holy!"

"You old guy isn't dead!"

There were countless emotions in the plain eyes of the candle god, as if he had seen a soulmate.

"There is only one soul left, what is the difference between it and death?"

The Holy Ancestor spoke, but his face was as calm and indifferent as ever.

After all, he has long been accustomed to these thousands of years.

"I said, how can that kid subdue Xuanzhen Thunder, it turns out to be your heir."

The candle god glanced at Yun Ling'an, and then said.

Nodding slightly, the Holy Ancestor asked the Candle God, "What's the matter with you?" Trapped in the Ancient Emperor Cave Mansion? ”

As the former peak of the continent, the Holy Ancestor could naturally feel the blockade and spatial confinement of a huge force from the Candle God.

"Ugh..."

The candle god sighed, and the huge dragon face was full of chagrin and anger: "It's all the bastard of Emperor Tushegu!" ”