The island where the gods are buried is naturally a huge and vast blessed land, not counting the twenty-eight small islands scattered around, the territory of the main island alone is even more vast than some small countries that are not famous. At the worst, there should be three counties.

Therefore, even if someone forcibly lands on the island with amazing powers, there is no map of the place number, and it is not easy to find the specific location of the immortal tomb. Unless we plough three feet into the ground and dig indiscriminately, we have to have tens of thousands of people involved at the same time to dig the entrance in 30 years.

Of course, Tianzong and his party don't have to spend this effort, the map of the place number in the White Feather God Book is clearly recorded, and they can just look for it according to the map.

There are thirty-six majestic palaces built on the fairy island, all of which are better than the emperor's palace in the world by the mountains and rivers, but unfortunately they have been abandoned for many years, and although many of the city walls maintain their original appearance, they cannot withstand the force of an adult man's palm. More magnificent buildings are encased in the roots of old banyan vines, some of which have been fatally damaged, while others have been able to stand with their support.

Taking care of Tonglu's injuries, he was not active in rushing along the way, and he stopped and stopped. Relying on the divine speed of the flying sword "Traveling to the Twilight of North Vietnam", it should be possible to travel thousands of miles a day.

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Finally arrived at the place where the dragon veins of the fairy island converged, and it is also the birthplace of thousands of dragon veins on the island. This dragon vein is composed of mountains stretching and connected, large and small seventy-two, the edges and corners of the peaks and peaks are not distinct, the height gap is not large, driving the flying sword in the air overlook, the whole is like a dragon winding and marching.

Different from the Kunlun Mountains, which are the ancestors of the dragon vein of the entire North Shenzhou in the Central Plains, the natural terrain of the dragon vein of Xiandao is not high, with the highest peak of 600 zhang and the lowest of 300 zhang, which is destined to become the "white head" that cannot pile snow all year round. However, the island has heavy water vapor, and there are no tall mountains to block the water vapor, and the 72 peaks rise from the mountainside, shrouded in the steaming weather all year round.

There is a palace built on the location of the dragon head of the mountain and river, and the main purpose of the palace on the island is to worship and worship, and this extraordinary location of the "Ayu Palace" is dedicated to a god who slays dragons. Only this god can sit in the dragon vein of the holy mountain where the dragon qi gathers.

Liu Chongming pushed open the golden giant door that had not been opened for tens of thousands of years, and a thick layer of dust piled up on the door poured down, and he was forced to open it with internal force, otherwise it would be an embarrassing end with a disgraced face. Over time, even the most corrosion-resistant real gold of the gold class has been covered with a dull rust that cannot be erased, but fortunately the rust is not heavy, far from the state that the whole door cannot be opened and closed. The two golden giant doors weigh 10,000 catties, and the doors are inlaid with brilliant gems of the same size, color, luster and texture, each with its own characteristics, Tianzong can not care whether this is a treasure of thousands or tens of thousands of years, directly broke off a round gem the size of a pigeon's egg with purple light, and handed it to Tonglu after looking at it for a while.

Tong Lu held a precious gem of great weight in his hand, looked at the two golden gates that were densely packed like stars in the sky, and muttered, "Enough!"

Nearly half of the land in this palace is used for the construction of a pleasant and nurturing courtyard, and the tall and thick palace walls are next to many exotic flowers, plants, rare birds and small animals. Because it has been left untended for too long, many tall trees have also taken root and grown here. Rare birds and small animals still retain the tradition of making this home for generations, and of course, the thick and tall walls completely prevent the invasion of predators from outside, which is one of the important reasons why they are willing to return here. The sudden intrusion of Sikong God in the group obviously broke this stability, the rare birds flapped their wings and smashed the nest and a litter of unhatched children, and the little beasts fled in horror and killed many of them at the roots of the trees.

Liu Longchi sighed as he looked at the dozen or so round rare beasts that didn't know whether they were alive or dead after crashing into the protruding tree roots. It's just that he doesn't regret that these little lives have been lost in vain, but he has no choice but to eat 12% of the dry food just now, and he really can't eat so much tender meat. These little beasts, which are round like rabbits and rats, are delicious at first sight. It's a pity!

In the deserted garden in front of you, you can still see the shadow of the extravagance of the past, such as the thousand-plant lotus pond made of pure green jade, if the emperor of the ordinary family wants to imitate it, he will have to empty the savings of the treasury. However, such shocking extravagance is not uncommon in this palace, to the extent of sparse and ordinary.

The expansive and extravagant courtyard has many winding paths, exquisitely crafted corridors, and jade bridges, allowing former hosts and guests to enjoy the beauty of this place from different angles. Unfortunately, time has passed, and this place has become an ownerless but uncollapsed ruin. The thousands of pounds of green tiles that paved the trail have been arched by the giant roots of the tall trees, and there is no elegant scene of "the path melts the green grass" in the past.

Kiru sat sideways on the sheathed flying sword and marched along the celadon road with the others. Although this place is located at the top of the high mountain, there is a large lake with eighteen springs in front of you, and the water flowing from the eighteen springs is a never-ending ripple, and the eighteen springs and water ripples are estimated to be a wonderful formation. Once the people of the Divine Realm use their divine consciousness to explore the scenery at the bottom of the lake, it is like falling into a dark and bottomless ghost abyss, and the divine consciousness released is gone.

That is to say, even a martial arts master of the Yipin Realm, if he fell into the lake, he could not escape the embarrassing end of being drowned alive. Therefore, the six of them deliberately avoided the big lake, for fear that they would fall into the abyss of the ghost cave with one foot in it.

Bypassing the vast Drowning Dragon Lake, you will find the real palace. The front two side halls stand on the left and right, each of which enshrines the ancient gods. The main hall is slightly more magnificent than the two side halls on the left and right, although the wooden structure is still strong, the outer layer of the once bright lacquer has been lost, revealing a bleak white wood, but there is no trace of insect moth.

Before he stepped into the main hall, he was greeted by a choking stench. The wooden door of the main hall was never closed, and it was invaded by foreign objects and became a nest.

A flying creature heard footsteps and emerged through a crack in the temple door. It is a red-backed bat as big as a monkey and as big as a goshawk with its wings outstretched, and its hair is black and gold except for its back, which is a good skin. The red-backed bats, which were unbelievably larger than ordinary bats, circled in the air a few times, and finally decided that this group of people was by no means good, and their sharp voices made a series of short calls. There was a loud bang in the main hall for a while, and one after another huge red-backed bats flew out, and it was a quarter and a half before the last giant bat flew out and fled with the colony.

Pushing open the Twelve Consecutive Eight Wooden Doors, the stench suddenly rose rapidly, almost stunning ordinary people to death. Everyone covered their mouths and noses with their sleeves, and the strong stench still did not remove.

The black bat feces and urine in the main hall are piled up like a swamp, and the dense maggots that cannot be counted swim inside, greedily devouring the feces and urine. On the surface, there are many long-legged beetles that feed on maggots, and they are constantly playing a scene of predation and prey in this place of heaven and hell.

The stench lingered with the stench for a long time, and Tonglu had already driven the flying sword to stay away. The four visible pillars in the main hall are very thick, and it is difficult for two strong men to surround them. There is no inscription on the pillar, but a huge real dragon is carved in unison, with different postures, and the first three prostrate people at their feet are as thin as mosquitoes and ants in comparison. It's just that this real dragon is neither mighty nor sacred, it is firmly tied by thick iron chains, and it has suffered the triple criminal law of scaling, horning, and gouging out of its eyes, and the scene carved in the fourth pillar is that the real dragon was cut off by a handleless axe, and since then it has lost its dragon appearance and has become a monster that stands on two feet and does not dragon. Cut off the natural luck of "Heaven and Heaven", even his body was greatly reduced, and he was dragged by more than a dozen strong men with iron chains and imprisoned underground.

Sikong Shenzai, who was fortunate enough to have seen the power of the old Jiao, was the most shocked, the real dragon was only stronger than the Jiao genus, not weaker, what a shocking means to subdue a real dragon?

On the walls on both sides of the main hall, there are thousands of figures pinched with clay sculptures, there are gods and kings, there are also spirits and ghosts, and the clay sculptures are damaged to varying degrees. The paint on the body that was the least damaged had already fallen off.

In the center, there is only one god enshrined, and it is a middle-aged man's ordinary appearance, cast in jet-black fine iron, and the paint on his body is peeled off, standing, twisting a handleless axe in one hand, slightly lifting the other, and holding a "little snake" with horns in his hand. A thick layer of bat dung was piled up on the top and shoulders of the idol, so that the idol itself lost its original divine brilliance.

Liu Longchi pressed back the Tianhu knife that was attracted by the idol and broke away from the leather sheath, and said nonchalantly: "This is a large magnet, but the magnetic force is far less strong than that of ordinary magnets. ”

Tianzong had a headache when he thought of pushing the statue covered with feces and urine to open the mechanism, but fortunately, Sikong God didn't let him do it, and once the means of moving the mountain were used, the statue weighing thousands of pounds slowly drifted back.

The statue was displaced, and a large round iron ball was sucked through a thick stone slab in its original position, and the magnetic force decreased, and the large iron ball lost its suction and began to roll down along the passage created by its predecessors. The constant rumbling sound was like thunder. Finally, there was a faint muffled sound, and the force of the impact activated the intricate and intricate structure of the underground structure, and the sound of the gear running in the resonance of gold and iron was very pleasant to hear at the moment.

Everyone waited for half an hour, and the sound of gear crashing gradually subsided, but nothing happened in the hall, and no passage on the ground suddenly opened. Liu Chongming was a little impatient, and wanted to smash open the thick stone slab under the seat of the statue, when a crisp voice suddenly came from outside.

It turned out that Tonglu, who was injured in his foot, went out to breathe outside accompanied by Yi Liyi, and found an abnormal situation: "The lake is sinking!"