As the sky grew brighter, the two of them returned to the Savage Six Paths.

The wind and rain stopped, the dark clouds dissipated, and a round of morning sun slowly rose, illuminating the entire sky, but the original lush and barbaric six realms are now in ruins, black smoke and miasma, and there is no longer the solemnity of the past.

The two of them didn't stay outside too much, and because they didn't have the protection of the prohibition, they soon came to the Xuanling Pagoda.

At this moment, the pagoda and the huge stone statue totem have turned into rubble foam, but the two of them found that there seems to be a huge hole in the crack of the Xuanling Treasure*, and there is an ancient seal on it "Sleepy Dragon Mound"!!

And at this time, the sound of the dragon's groan, which had long since disappeared in He Yinuo's ears, sounded again, and it was extremely clear, but He Yinuo looked at Xia Yixuan and found that only he could detect it from beginning to end.

At this time, the two saw the old man lying on the ground and walked over.

The old man's face was extremely pale at this moment, his whole body was in rags, and his cultivation aura was completely gone, who would have thought that he had been a powerful cultivator a few days ago.

He Yinuo helped him up, and the tentacles were already extremely cold, and he was dying when he thought that he had run out of oil and dried up.

The old man's mouth was still repeating, "Fate, fate, this is all fate." It's just that he looked at the two of them, and his expression had already become numb, and there was no trace of turbulence in the woods.

"Dare to ask the old man, is that roaring sound related to this Xuanling Pagoda?" He Yinuo looked at the old man and asked suspiciously.

The old man raised his hand, as if he had exhausted all his strength, pointed in the direction of the Xuanling Pagoda, and said with a heavy breath, "Have you seen the entrance to the cave, that is one of the ancient relics, the Sleepy Dragon Tomb." ”

As he spoke, the woman with the black veil covering her face also came here, and it seemed that she had the same purpose as the two of them.

The old man didn't pay attention to it, but fell into deep remembrance.

"My clan is an inferior barbarian race, all beings were rejected by the barbarian family, exiled, and then forgiven by the holy barbarian clan, guarding this place for generations, according to the ancestors of the training, there is a big fierce person trapped here, with the spiritual power of the Xuanling Pagoda and the power of the totem of the barbarian relics to suppress it, sealed in the trapped dragon mound. ”

Speaking of this, the old man suddenly stopped, let out a long sigh, and his face instantly became more haggard, "Alas, but I didn't expect all this to be destroyed in my hands after all, a thousand years ago, there was a mortal wizard who once told me that after a thousand years, I would be destined to have a catastrophe, but I didn't expect it to be true." ”

Hearing this, the people also understood a lot.

The old man continued to tell about the past, "The name of the thing trapped in this is the Prison Spirit, its strength is extremely strong, and it is not something that ordinary cultivators like us can contend with, he has been resentful for thousands of years, this time his appearance, presumably there will be no peace in the land of the afterlife and even the land of eternal life, it is bound to be another bloody storm, but I don't know if the sea of extinction can trap his pace." ”

He Yinuo looked very old, his words had completely confirmed his thoughts, the middle-aged man must be the prison spirit, and the huge demon should be his body.

And He Yinuo thought about it, since this prison spirit has this origin, who is the half-black and half-white fallen heaven next to the blood pool, and what a long time will be involved between him and the prison spirit.

Everyone fell silent for a while, the vast sky, the ancient wind, I don't know how much right and wrong the past has been buried.

After a while, the old man suddenly moved his gaze to the woman with the black veil covering her face, there seemed to be a trace of surprise in her eyes, and she said with a slight doubt, "This girl exudes a strong spiritual aura, it must not be an ordinary Wu clan, right?"

The woman with the black veil did not respond, but looked at the old man.

The old man shook his head slowly, let out a few intermittent coughs, and finally seemed to have no more strength, or maybe there was still everything he had not put down, and whispered to himself, "Afterlife, Holy Witch Tribulation!!" After speaking, he closed his eyes and dissipated between heaven and earth.

And his last words made the eyes of the woman covered by the black veil suddenly glow with a strange light, and then he looked at He Yinuo, as if he wanted to say something and stopped, but after all, he didn't say anything, and turned to leave.

He Yinuo didn't care about her, but refocused his attention on the Xuanling Treasure* crack, the trapped dragon mound hidden within it.

He wanted to ask the old man what the relationship between the trapped dragon mound and the trapped dragon tomb was, but the old man was already unable to do it.

He Yinuo wanted to go in and check it out, but suddenly thought that there was Xia Yixuan beside him, but he turned around, but found that Xia Yixuan's figure had gradually drifted away, only the words echoing in the distance, "You and I no longer owe each other, and I will not participate in the affairs of the sect, so I will do it later." ”

Then he slowly walked towards the entrance of the cave, the sound of the dragon in his ears had gradually calmed down after experiencing the initial dragon roar, and at the same time, the trapped dragon tomb thousands of miles away seemed to have abnormal movements.

Although the ancient tomb of the gods has stood for thousands of years, how can the power of the dragon and the dragon whip of the trapped dragon be so great that even the ancient tomb of the flood can not resist the power of this heaven and earth.

And at this point, the white bone demon dragon gathered by the resentment of the dragon of the robbery completely dissipated, and the trapped dragon whip also disappeared, although there were many pretenders to look for it, but there were no clues.

However, at this moment, the rubble of the ruins of the trapped dragon tomb suddenly moved, one after another, high and low, as if there was a heart beating slowly in the ruins of the gravel that was as high as a hundred feet, and there was a faint glimmer of golden light in it, but it disappeared after He Yinuo walked into the trapped dragon mound.

Sleepy Dragon Mound, it was pitch black inside, He Yinuo looked around with the light of the phantom moon, and slowly walked inside, the deep ancient road did not seem to be as ugly and simple as it looked on the outside, and there was a hole in the inside.

As he gradually moved inward, there was a faint golden light in the depths of the passage, but although there was a solemnity in the depths of this closed and deep passage, it was more weird and strange, He Yinuo frowned, and his vigilance did not dare to slack off for a moment.

In this way, He Yinuo walked cautiously for about two hours, and the golden light in the passage was already extremely dazzling at this moment.

And at this moment, he suddenly noticed that from time to time something flew in front of him, slender and long, three feet in size, like a small snake, all golden, but those things did not seem to have any hostility, as if they were circling around something.

And gradually, as He Yinuo slowly marched, everything was finally completely displayed in front of his eyes.

He came to a vast space, surrounded by golden splendor and magnificence, not at all as narrow and lengthy as the passage, and the most attractive thing was a huge beast-like thing suspended in mid-air.

The dragon-headed unicorn body, angry eyes, as if it was extremely vicious, and as if it had encountered such a fierce thing, its whole body seemed to be petrified, but it was not completely, the whole body was pitch black, but it seemed to have been hit by some kind of heavenly spell or an ancient curse, and it was not blind.

At this moment, only the golden serpentine thing was surrounding the petrified object, as if it were praying in some way.

He Yinuo came to the side of the strange beast, stretched out his hand to touch it, and the place where he touched it was extremely cold, and at that moment, in his mind, the ancient desolate scroll was rapidly flipping again, as if looking for something, and the corresponding thing was a sharp pain from his head.

However, at that moment, in He Yinuo's heart, the strange stone actually spread a warm current, flowing all over the body, and transmitted to the petrified beast through his palm.

The pain in He Yinuo's mind disappeared immediately, and this warm current was very familiar to him, as if he had experienced it at some point.

"Xuanhai, Xuangui Tribulation?" he muttered after a moment.

This warm current was experienced when he was in the afterlife, when he faced the dying ancient turtle, and this same warm current came out of his chest.

And just when He Yinuo was in a trance, in front of him, the statue of the strange beast suddenly gradually shattered, turning into small pieces and disappearing between the heavens and the earth, and the flying golden snake-like thing suddenly stayed in mid-air, with a little reluctance to slowly merge into He Yinuo's palm.