The apse of the palace, at a glance, the huge palace pillars with tens of zhang high rise to the sky, which pillars are all jet black, and the blood-red giant characters are carved on it, at a glance, densely packed, the sky stone stele forest, you can't see the edge at a glance.

Fahai looked at the magnificent hall, and there was a point worship in his eyes, is this the ancestral dragon hall?

It's really too big!

It's magnificent!

After my Fahai, the Daxiong Treasure Palace, must also be repaired according to this standard in order to have a card!

At this moment, a murderous voice came from behind, "Fahai!

Fahai didn't look back, and stepped into the ancestral dragon hall, "Come on!

Fahai's figure disappeared into the Ancestral Dragon Palace, and King Qing, who followed closely behind, stared at the stone tablet in front of the Ancestral Dragon Palace, and there was a line of handwriting written on the stone tablet, "Those who enter this hall have no mana." ”

Ancestral Dragon Palace, Dragon Vein to the Palace, the mana of the entrant disappears, the supernatural power is gone, except for the purest physical power, there is nothing else to rely on.

Fahai dared to go in and rely on his invincible body, not to mention the power of a hundred dragons, the powerful recovery ability made Fahai almost not afraid of any form of destruction.

And King Qing has half of the bloodline of the three-legged Golden Crow, and the strongest thing in the Golden Crow is to be reborn from the fire, which is a strong foundation talent of the pen phoenix, so King Qing is not a false law.

King Qing took a step without hesitation, for King Qing, who burned Shouyuan, it was better to die before and after, it was better to die in battle.

Entering the Ancestral Dragon Palace, in the middle of the empty hall, the annoying monk's laughter came again.

"You're quicker than I thought! It seems that my robe didn't hold you back for long. ”

King Qing looked to the left, under the huge pillar of the palace more than ten zhang high, Na Fahai was dressed in white underwear and stood up, holding a silver short stick more than a foot long in his right hand.

King Qing looked at Fahai, "Do you know what you're doing?"

Fahai said, "The poor monk has always been very clear when he does things, the poor monk is looking for a tiger talisman and a way to resurrect Bai Qi! Let Bai Qi restart the legacy of the Great Qin Ancestor Dragon and fight against the Heavenly Buddha of the Western Heavens!"

King Qing said, "Do you think Bai Qi is still loyal to King Qin?"

Fahai smiled, "Otherwise, Bai Qi will betray King Qin?"

"Haha!" King Qing laughed, "It seems that Hei Qi didn't tell you how Wu Anjun died in the end! Bai Qi was given death by King Qin! A guy who was given death by the ancestral dragon would really care about the ancestral dragon's will?"

Fahai hesitated a little, to be honest, Bai Qi was a subordinate of King Qin Zhao in the history books, and now time and space are reversed, Bai Qi has become Yingzheng's subordinate, how Bai Qi hangs, Fahai really doesn't know.

But listening to King Qing's words, Wu Anjun did not escape the king's suspicion in the end.

King Qing looked at the sea motionlessly, and said, "At the beginning, the ancestral dragon gave death to kill the gods, just because of a dishonest sentence, the loss of the millions of killed prisoners of war, today the holy monk is bent on killing the gods, saying that it is the will of the ancestral dragon, in fact, he is plotting to rebel, making the ancestral dragon's rebellion, wanting to destroy the ancestral dragon Taoism, clearing the way for your Tang Dynasty to unify Jiuzhou, recently here, the old man should guard the covenant of the mountain and sea conference, guard the ancestral dragon's heritage, and never allow anyone to resurrect Wu Anjun!!"

Fahai raised his eyebrows and said, "Whether it's Wu Anjun or the poor monk's unpredictable intentions, the other half of today's tiger talisman, the poor monk must get it, King Qing stopped the poor monk, and the poor monk had to offend!"

The voice did not fall, the silver short stick in Fahai's hand flew, only to see the silver short stick suddenly stretched out of thin air into a huge Zen staff of nine feet eight inches and seven centimeters, this Zen staff treasure is dignified, elegant and elegant, waving and dragging out the sound of Sanskrit sound, it can really be described as a treasure of Buddhism.

This is the first time that Fahai has induced the body of the Zen staff.

It is unimaginable to induce the consumption of the body, especially the Zen staff is only one-ninth, even if it is as strong as the mana of Fahai, the mana consumption is also a countdown and the flow of water is pouring down.

Quick!

King Qing watched Fahai roaring, and he was not ambiguous, he was burning Shouyuan, and it was even more detrimental to him to confront him for a long time.

King Qing's right hand shook, and there was an extra halberd in his hand!

The halberd is one foot and three inches long, the war halberd is mixed with jet black, there is a crescent blade on the blade of the war halberd, there are dim straight line blood grooves on both sides, the halberd is raised its head, and there is a faint sound of dragon sparrows.

Bang dang

The battle halberd and the Optimus Zen staff collided together, Sanskrit and the jet-black golden crow flames collided, Fahai and King Qing almost looked at each other, their eyes full of murderous intent.

King Qing said, "You are not my opponent, I am the body of a divine beast, two bloodlines, an immortal body!

Fahai said, "The power of the poor monk and a hundred dragons, one hair can be resurrected, and the blood is ten tailed heavenly foxes, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is his father who is lucky!"

Bang Dang –

The huge impact sound broke through the air, and the huge impact ripples that could be seen by the naked eye shook the entire hall, and at this moment, in the ancestral dragon hall, the huge palace stone pillars that stood up to the sky and the earth roared, and the rumbling sound resounded for a while, only to see which handwriting on the huge black pillars came alive one by one, and which handwriting released a golden light, and the light instantly enveloped the area where Fahai and King Qing were located.

Fahai fended off the palace stone pillar that emitted a strong golden light with both hands, "King Qing, you actually laid a trap!"

King Qing squinted his eyes and said with difficulty, "Who set the trap? This is the first time this king has come to the ancestral dragon hall of Afang Palace! In my opinion, it is you who are thieves and shout to catch thieves!"

"The poor monk let you see what it is, the Dharma is immeasurable!!"

"Come on, who's going to egging up who's grandson!!"

“......”

Fahai's words did not fall, and in the sea of golden light, a golden light broke through.

This is an eight-sided Qin Chang back sword!

The sword is seven feet, and it is the kind of Qin King decorative sword that is rare!

It is rumored that when Jing Ke assassinated Qin, King Qin ran around the pillar, not that King Qin couldn't beat Jing Ke, but it was too close, and his sword was too long to pull out.

The Heavenly Meditation Staff reversed, collided head-on with the golden mang, and the golden mangs were shattered, turning into a sky full of golden mini swords and shooting towards Fahai.

"That's not the way to go!"

Fahai looked at the little sword coming towards him, his eyes were horizontal, and he threw the Zen staff in his hand directly, his hands were folded, his anger was restrained, his mood was indifferent, and he recited the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, good, good!"

As soon as these words came out, a magical scene appeared, which small swords floated around Fahai, and they didn't move, everything seemed to be still.

"I see!"

King Qing looked at it on the side and understood, and also learned from Fahai and threw away the halberd in his hand, and chanted, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

After King Qing finished reading, he looked at the eight-sided Qin long sword in front of him, and felt a little apprehensive in his heart, okay!

However, what disappointed King Qing was.

The eight-sided Qin sword slammed through his chest, and his eyes widened, and he watched as a majestic figure appeared in the golden light curtain holding the sword.

King Qing lost his voice and said, "Wu Anjun, you, you ......"

The Qin sword pierced King Qing's body, and King Qing's figure turned into golden flame flying swords and disappeared.

A vicissitudes of life voice came, "It's been a long time since anyone came to this hall. ”