Gu Qingquan looked down at the blue bead on his neck, from the day Sister Yuege gave it to him until now, for the first time, this blue bead was shaking restlessly up and down on his neck.

Could it be the heart of the earth? Gu Qingquan's blue eyes flashed with a gleam. If it's really the heart of the earth, then you have to find this thing quickly, and now that there are so many strong people gathered on it, if they detect the breath of that thing, things will be in trouble.

Glancing at the king-level peak spirit beasts that were caught in the struggle above, the Great Golden Lion and the Martial Venerable Qian wanted to speak, Gu Qingquan stepped up and quietly walked towards the deeper part of the Golden Lion Cave.

Silently walked to the cave where the big golden lion was waiting. This should be the lair of the Great Golden Lion, Gu Qingquan stared at the cave, his soul power was released, and he was always vigilant about the surrounding situation. The walls of the cave were inlaid with several bright crystals, and bursts of pure breath emanated from the crystals.

Feel it carefully, this breath is not aura, but it is very similar to aura. But he had never seen this thing before, so why did he have an inexplicable sense of familiarity? Gu Qingquan touched his chin and carefully observed the Golden Lion Cave. The thing that caused the blue beads to vibrate was not in this hole, but there was no opening to the other place.

Closing his eyes, Gu Qingquan sat cross-legged on the ground, pinched a semicircle with his hands, and set up a bridge of meaning to quietly search for the unusual place in this hole.

Suddenly, the mountains shook. Gu Qingquan's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and Qian Yuyan's rapidly retreating figure appeared in the perception of soul power.

The big golden lion roared angrily, and pounced at Qian Xiangyan in mid-air, and his sharp nails slashed through the air like a piece of steel knife, hitting the purple long sword that Qian Xiangyan stabbed.

White and purple brilliance burst out suddenly, and under the strong light, the people around them subconsciously covered their eyes, and they couldn't see the situation of the golden lion and Qian wanting to talk at all.

The people around have long been frightened by the big golden lion, and some people have even vomited blood again and again by these aftermaths, but they still don't give up and stay here, worthy of the name of people dying for money.

One person and one beast in the strong light have already drilled into the tip of the horns, the aura does not need the output of money, the tough ones are darker than each other, and no one flinched. Suddenly, the big golden lion's purple pupils shrank, his hind hooves kicked the ground, and his thick tail roared at Qian Yiyan with a burst of breaking sounds.

Everywhere he went, a stream of blood spurted wildly, and those who were hit by the tail of the big golden lion were either dead or injured, and flew upside down with a muffled grunt. In the end, these people who are not self-sufficient and have a greedy heart pay a heavy price.

The corners of Qian Xiangyan's eyes twitched, and he hurriedly withdrew his aura and retreated, but it was still a little late, his tail hit his waist heavily, his face turned gray, and he staggered back a few steps before he stabilized his body.

The strength and immense strength of this beast is truly daunting. The big golden lion stood proudly in the crowd, protected the little golden lion under him, raised his huge head, and glanced at the people around him proudly.

If the big golden lion could speak, he would definitely sneer humanely: You stupid humans, since you dare to come, I will let you go and never return!

It's a pity that the big golden lion can't speak. For a while, everyone was still immersed in the deterrence of the big golden lion, and Qian Yuyan also stood against the sword, his eyes were lightly closed and he secretly recovered from his injuries, so no one saw the infinite killing intent contained in the golden lion's eyes.

The big golden lion glanced around, and suddenly saw the pretty prince Huangfu Xuan standing in the outermost circle, a dusty snow-white dress was particularly conspicuous in the dim hole, and a touch of cold light flashed from the big golden lion's purple eyes.

I have to say that Huangfu Xuan was really unlucky, but he just came to see the fun, but he was sentenced to death by the big golden lion because his robe was too obvious.

With a loud roar, the big golden lion stood up, like a golden mountain, and was about to move in the direction of Huangfu Xuan, but he heard the whistling sound of the little golden lion around him.

Although this voice was not as chilling as the roar of the big golden lion, it was also mixed with rolling coercion, which weighed everyone's hearts and made them breathless.

Qian Xiangyan opened his eyes suddenly, and his affectionate and deep eyes looked straight at the little golden lion, no, this beast has recovered from his weakness. Glancing back at the Five Tone Protectors, the five of them were still bloodless and their breath was disordered, and it was obvious that their injuries were really not light.

Now, the only one who can have the strength to fight is this slightly injured Qian Xiangyan. A king-level junior little golden lion, a half-step silver-level big golden lion, if you want to win, it's simply a fantasy.

The big golden lion glanced back at the little golden lion and threw himself at Huangfu Xuan with a loud roar. Qian Xiangyan's eyes jumped, and he couldn't help but exclaim when he looked at the target of the big golden lion, but it was too late to save him.

Huang Fu Xuan was shocked in his heart, he didn't know how he had offended this killing god, and his white figure floated back like a fallen leaf, but he couldn't retreat just two steps back, and there was a wall behind him.

Even the strong martial arts can't stop this claw, can they themselves? The answer is obviously no. As soon as Huang Fu Xuan pulled out the silver sword on his waist, he was covered back by a claw of the big golden lion, and then another claw slammed in, grabbing straight at Huang Fu Xuan's chest.

I saw blood splashing as rain, and three shocking blood marks appeared on Huang Fu Xuan's chest, Huang Fu Xuan was thrown out of the distance, drawing a pale arc, and was about to fall to the ground, and suddenly a figure in the same white clothes appeared in Shengxue, scooping Huang Fu Xuan up, and the two of them spun in mid-air and landed steadily.

"Brute, dare to hurt Xuan'er, Lao Tzu will beat you all over the ground today!" The thunderous voice came, and the middle-aged man in white put his hand on Huangfu Xuan's back and crossed the aura with a trace of aura, while staring at the big golden lion and shouting angrily.

Lingyin Palace and Qian Yuyan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw someone coming. The person who came was the contemporary Divine Sword Villa owner Huang Fuxiong, who was also a martial arts powerhouse, several stars higher than Qian Xiangyan. Qian Xiangyan is only a three-star martial artist, and Huang Fuxiong is already a five-star, and when he reaches the cultivation realm of the honorable level, there is a huge gap between each star.

As for why Shenjian Villa failed to squeeze into the list of potential stars, it is because Shenjian Villa is now sparsely populated, although Huangfuxiong is very powerful, but he is only one person. Xuanji Sect has Wuzun Qian to speak, the mysterious Shadow Wind Guard, and hundreds of disciples under the sect, and if they fight hard, Shenjian Villa can't afford to fight.

Feeling the presence of another martial arts powerhouse, Gu Qingquan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately, another one came, otherwise, when the two golden lions returned triumphantly, wouldn't he be captured alive? Of course, if Gu Qingquan felt that something was wrong, he would definitely leave as soon as possible. But this mysterious fluctuation tightly tugged at Gu Qingquan's heart, and when he thought that thing might be the heart of the earth, Gu Qingquan's heart was overjoyed.

I found it! Patiently and carefully probing the situation in the cave, I finally found a place in the innermost corner where the soil was unusually dry and soft. In this cold, damp burrow, the soil would not be so dry and soft if it had not been dug up and filled in frequently.

The Songtao Sword was held in his hand, the aura and soul power were input together, and the weak water thousand blows blessed the sword body, and the Songtao Sword emitted a hazy emerald green light. A sword stabbed down, digging out the dirt bit by bit.

I don't know if Gu Tianxing, the ancestor of the ancient family of Lu Dao, will come back to life angrily when he sees Gu Qingquan digging a tunnel with a dignified king-level divine weapon.

After a while, the round tunnel was dug out by Gu Qingquan, and a dry and warm breath flowed out of the cave. There is really another world here, Gu Qingquan grinned and held the Songtao Sword in his right hand, and walked carefully inside.

After drilling through the hole, Gu Qingquan's body trembled suddenly, and he stood here sluggishly looking ahead.

A scarlet sigil the size of a basketball hung silently on the wall, radiating warmth. The mysterious inscription exudes an ancient atmosphere, and the entire imprint seems to be congealed by blood.

The scarlet mark made Gu Qingquan feel sick to his stomach, and it was familiar again.