"You! You! Li Xian pointed at Zhao Yuehua, the corners of his mouth trembling. He was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Drag her back to Loei, and she can't go out without my orders!" Li Xian shouted in a hoarse voice.

Several high-status Li family disciples came out and pulled out Zhao Yuehua, who was rolling on the ground. The cultivation of those people was higher than her, and Zhao Yuehua couldn't break free, so she could only continue to talk.

"Li Weitian can't die well! Your Li family has no children and grandchildren......"

Li De had a cold face and snapped his fingers, Zhao Yuehua's mouth was as if it had been sewn shut, and he couldn't open it even if he wanted to, so he could only make a "whimpering" sound.

Li Xian sat down on the ground, covering his heart, his face turned pale and his lips were blue.

Reed couldn't help but shake his head when he saw him like this.

Li Xian, the head of the family, is quite good and has made great contributions to the prosperity of the family, but unfortunately the wife he married is a big failure, not to mention that it has not brought benefits to the family, and he is still dragging his feet everywhere.

I don't know what he thought at the time, after Wei Wenqing died, even if he didn't marry another person who would help the Li family, the little lover of the Xie family would be better than the Zhao family.

"What do you care? Her mouth is not open, and her cultivation is lower than that of Tian'er, even if she really learns the True Word Technique, she can't hurt Tian'er. Those cursed words just don't sound good! ”

The greatest power of mantra is in cursing people. But not everyone can learn the mantra technique, at least after opening the mouth and pulse, you can only practice. And there are all kinds of restrictions, for example, the cultivation of the cursed person cannot be higher than himself, otherwise the curse will eat back on him.

Zhao Yuehua wanted to curse Li Weitian, but it was just an addiction, and it couldn't produce real power.

Although he knew this, Li Xian was inexplicably extremely uneasy. At this time, he hated Zhao Jin and Yin Pengfei again in his heart.

If it weren't for Yin Pengfei, Li Weitian would have used the Soul Knowing Card a long time ago, the Soul Knowing Card is hanging here, the card is there, Li Xian can feel more at ease when he looks at it, instead of being like now, he doesn't know anything about what happened in the secret realm, and he can only make all kinds of guesses in a panic, and the more he guesses, the more uneasy he feels.

And Zhao Jin, who also wasted his soul card, Zhao Yuehua still made a fuss, simply stepping on his face and grinding it on the ground!

If it was in the past, Li Hong would have reconciled between Li Xian and Zhao Yuehua, but now that he has just lost his own son, he doesn't have the heart and energy to care about the messy affairs of these two people.

Ling Ruo and Li Weitian, who were concentrating on the road, didn't know this at all, they looked at the scene in front of them, and they were so shocked that they couldn't speak for a while.

In front of them was a huge humanoid skeleton, thirty feet high, and it was still on its knees, kneeling on the ground, with its hands at its sides, its head drooping.

If it stood up straight, wouldn't it be sixty or seventy feet tall?

Li Weitian exhaled lightly, with a smile on his face: "When you meet this ancient god skeleton, you should be almost at that god war ruin!" ”

He glanced at the positioning disk, and then said, "I'll tell them to come over here and rest for a while." ”

After the news was sent, as soon as he put down the transmission rattle, he saw that Ling Ruo was about to stretch out his claws to touch the skeleton, and hurriedly grabbed it: "Don't touch it!" This is the body of an ancient god, we monks can't bear its power, and if we touch it, we will be burned by the divine fire! ”

The remains of the Old Gods?

This is definitely impossible, the ancient gods have long disappeared cleanly, and there are no remains left.

There are only three kinds of so-called relics of the ancient gods: living beings, spiritual energy, and spiritual intelligence.

Creatures are all kinds of life.

Wisdom is the wisdom of living beings, and not all living beings have wisdom. And the highest level of spiritual intelligence, which is naturally the spiritual intelligence of human beings, is often embodied as the soul. And the soul can be placed on the spiritual platform, through cultivation, through the thunder tribulation, get rid of the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, and finally become an immortal, becoming an immortal and an immortal existence.

And Reiki is the breath of the ancient gods.

Just the breath left behind can allow mortals to find the path to eternal life, and if a complete skeleton is left behind, how much power must there be in it!

If there really was such a body of an ancient god, the three worlds of immortals, demons, and demons would have been fighting for it a long time ago!

However, even if it is not the remains of the ancient gods, this huge skeleton should have a very good history.

"How do you know you can't touch it?"

"Didn't I say before that the site where Li Shen's ancestor went before, the Li family only determined the whereabouts of ten years ago? After each end of the secret realm, the Li family will collect as much information as possible about the routes of the monks who came out of the secret realm, and strive to draw a complete map of the secret realm.

"But there are many monks, for various reasons, either they are in a hurry to break through, or they want to retreat and understand, or they don't look down on the reward given by the Li family, and they leave directly after they leave the secret realm. In the later stage, the Li family will try to contact these monks again as much as possible, trying to persuade them again and provide information to the Li family.

"Ten years ago, the Li family found such a monk, and after he left the secret realm, he went crazy. It wasn't until ten years ago, when life ran out of oil, that it may have returned to the light and remembered those things in the secret realm. ”

A hundred years ago, a monk surnamed Fan and eight teammates entered the secret realm of the Black Forest to explore. Of the eight teammates, three were old acquaintances with him, and the other five were old acquaintances of his. In short, they were a group of nine people, and they all knew each other, so the trip to the secret realm was very smooth, and it had been almost ten days since they came in, and there were no casualties.

Later, they arrived at a god war ruin, and decided to explore there and take a break by the way. Unexpectedly, they stayed in that divine war ruins for only three hours, and their teammates died one after another.

And the death was extremely strange, there were no scars on the surface, no traces of fighting, and the face was peaceful, if it wasn't for the lack of breath, it would not be obvious that they were dead, and they thought they were just asleep.

The team of monks surnamed Fan had already damaged five of their teammates in this divine war ruin, and the remaining four people, under the torture of unknown fear, hurriedly fled in panic.

Not long after escaping from there, they saw a huge skeleton.

Two of them curiously reached out and touched the skeleton, and as a result, they were instantly enveloped in a dark blue flame, and in less than a pillar of incense, they were burned into a handful of white ashes.

During this period, their consciousness was still there, and they were burned by the blue fire in pain, screaming and screaming miserably, rolling all over the ground, but the blue fire on their bodies could not be extinguished.

Another teammate who didn't touch the bones couldn't bear it when he heard his companion screaming like this, so he helped put out the fire, but he didn't expect to start the fire and his body was also burned to the ground.

In less than half a day, a nine-person expedition team was left with only one monk surnamed Fan.

The selfishness and cowardice of the monk surnamed Fan saved his life. But the screams of his teammates before they died kept echoing in his ears, so not long after he came out of the secret realm, he went crazy.