For the Suiren clan, Qinglong admired it a little, and hated it a little. This is the only one who calculates him to death and makes him unable to refute it.

"Houyi Tribe Ruins?" Li Junhao looked at Qinglong suspiciously, his head full of question marks.

What does this have to do with the Houyi tribe ruins? Or in other words, what is the relationship between the Suiren clan and the Houyi tribe? And what is the purpose of the Suiren clan's various arrangements to let themselves go to the Houyi tribe ruins?

His heart was like a hundred thousand whys, full of puzzlement.

"When you arrive, someone will answer all this for you. Speaking of the Houyi tribe ruins, Qinglong's face sank slightly, and he said impatiently.

"Woohoo. ”

With a movement of his mind, the chains broke through the air, tore the void, and tied Li Junhao into a large zongzi with a snap of his fingers.

"What does this mean, senior. Li Junhao, who was tied up, couldn't move. In the face of this instantaneous change, his face changed and he exclaimed.

He was worried that this old thing was going to turn his face. Or because he had offended him somewhere, his mind turned sharply.

"Haha, hold on. The deity hasn't let go of the Suiren kite. Qinglong nodded slightly, looked at Li Junhao's embarrassed appearance, and let out a shocking laugh with satisfaction.

Then, he carried Li Junhao to the depths of the forbidden area like flying a kite. He took one step and disappeared into the dark jungle in an instant, and he had already traveled an unknown distance.

"Ahh Li Junhao's angry scolding came from the dim dense forest, and then there was no more sound.

Tomb Mingde lay on the ground, his bright eyes looking at everything in front of him. Until now, he still has a strange feeling in his heart, and he can't come back to his senses. The events of this day were so bizarre that his completely unprepared mind was raped over and over again.

To this day, he even feels like he is in a dream, and the nightmare of more than 20,000 years has ended, like a dream. The fool who was once calculated by himself became a flint in the blink of an eye. And he also saved his own life, thinking of this, Tomb Mingde's face twitched, and his heart was a little uncomfortable.

"I'll pay you back this life. Fusiliers. Tomb Mingde got up from the ground, staring at the place where the two had left, muttering to himself in a low voice.

The disciples of the tomb family have never owed cause and effect.

Deep in the exclusion zone.

Li Junhao was entangled in chains and was dragged by the green dragon to the depths of the forbidden area. He looked out at the distorted space around him, the rolling hills on either side, blurry and flashing like a fast motion. He scolded Qinglong fiercely in his heart, and made up his mind that once he found an opportunity in the future, he would definitely make Qinglong look good.

"How does it feel to be a flint. Qinglong's dry and big hand like a chicken claw gently pulled Li Junhao, who was like a kite, to his side, and asked with a strange smile when he looked back.

played a trick on the Suiren clan, and finally came out with a bad breath that was calculated by the Suiren clan, which made him feel very comfortable.

Li Junhao was beside him, with a stinky face. Anyone who is flown like a kite will not be very happy. Especially Qinglong, this bastard actually played tricks, is there a spiral! He doesn't even have the mind to perfunctory Qinglong now.

"Tsk, how did you get involved with the bastards of the Tomb Family. Qinglong saw Li Junhao's ugly face, and he was also slightly embarrassed.

After all, the current Suiren clan is not the power of the past, just a silent reincarnation of the little monk. Playing a little monk with his saint dignity is an insult to his saint majesty no matter how you look at it. He asked, digressing the subject.

"Tomb family? predecessor refers to tomb Mingde. When Li Junhao heard Qinglong's words, he was a little surprised.

Listening to the meaning of Qinglong's words, it seems that he is very familiar with the tomb family. Could it be that the first feng shui family in the flood famine, which Mingde said at the beginning, is really true? And looking at Qinglong like this, it seems that the tomb family is really not simple.

"Tomb Mingde is just the heir of the era of the tomb family. The Tomb Family is an extremely strange family, so you'd better be careful. Qinglong wanted to speak and stopped, extremely jealous of the tomb family, glanced at Li Junhao, and solemnly reminded.

The tomb family is not a simple family, and the hidden secrets in it, even with the respect of his saints, are extremely fearful. This is a strange family that buries itself in the Great Six Paths!

Regarding Qinglong's warning, Li Junhao kept it in mind and did not dare to be careless. can make Qinglong so nervous, and the strength of the tomb family is beyond imagination. At the same time, he was a little curious about how Tomb Mingde offended Qinglong and was scared like that.

He asked curiously: "I don't know how Tomb Mingde offended his predecessors and was scared like that by his seniors." ”

"It's nothing, it's just that the people who watch the tomb are not pleasing to the eye. Qinglong didn't care, and said casually.

As for whether this would cause any psychological impact on the kid from the tomb family, he didn't bother to pay attention to it. He has long been unhappy with the tomb, and every generation of heirs has to come to the forbidden area to make trouble, when he is a hotel. And what the ancestor of the tomb family did to the forbidden area, he still holds a grudge against it.

After listening, Li Junhao had all kinds of Spartans in his heart, this is okay, and it is not pleasing to the eyes of the tomb. He mourned silently for the tomb in his heart, whether this was a blame for his ancestors.

"My predecessors said that when I arrived at the Houyi tribe ruins, someone would give me an answer, what does this mean. Li Junhao thought of what Qinglong said, and turned his head to look at him with some puzzlement and asked.

Could it be that there are any other people in the ruins of the Houyi tribe?

"You'll know when you get to the place. "Whenever the relics of the Houyi tribe are mentioned, Qinglong's face changes slightly, which is a little unnatural. He obviously didn't want to describe too much about the Houyi tribal ruins.

Facing Qinglong's impatient look, Li Junhao wisely did not say much. He didn't want to piss off the pervert again, and then experience the joy of a humanoid kite.

After a while, Qinglong stopped abruptly on a cliff. Because of Li Junhao's inertia, his figure flashed and he almost fell off the cliff. He shook his body, stabilized his body, and didn't bother to look at the green dragon angrily, and was attracted by the scene in front of him.

I saw that under the cliff, under the blood-red sunset, was a broken ancient city.

The ancient city covers an area of about 100 miles. On the outside of it, most of the city walls dozens of zhang high have collapsed, and the buildings inside have basically collapsed. Only some dilapidated eaves and foundations, lonely and sleeping in the blood-colored sunset. This ancient ruin is filled with loneliness and loneliness.

"This is the remnants of the Houyi tribe. Li Junhao's eyes looked directly at the ruins, and his eyes were a little moist. It's as if he has lost something very important in his heart, and this emotion comes inexplicably, and he can't resist it.

"This is the origin of the former Houyi tribe and the cultivation of the human race. Qinglong's empty eyes stared at the ruins and sighed.

Even if he is a supreme hero, he cannot escape the catastrophe of heaven and earth. Even if it is prosperous, how can it last forever. The sky is like this, the willow god is like this, and Hongjun is still like this. Hate or love. When time passes, all that remains is a little helpless.

"How it was destroyed. A crystal tear dripped from the corner of Li Junhao's eye, went with the wind, fell off the cliff, and flew towards the ancient ruins.

"What in this world can resist the erosion of time. Qinglong didn't say anything, glanced at him, and whispered.

Even if you know, the past will not change, and the future is still unknown.

"What should I do. Li Junhao heard Qinglong's reluctance to entangle in this matter, his face was calm, he looked at Qinglong and asked firmly.

Since you can't get the answer here in Qinglong, then look for it yourself. He believed that the Suiren clan had gone to great lengths to get the green dragon to bring him here, and there would definitely be an arrangement. Although he didn't know what the arrangement was, he firmly believed in it.

"Go over, go to the depths of the ruins, where there is an altar, put the Houyi bow on it, and there will be someone there who will be able to answer all your doubts. Qinglong looked into the depths of the ruins and seemed to see an altar in the depths of the ancient city. His words were faint and mysterious.

"My seniors don't come with me. When Li Junhao heard Qinglong's words, his heart was a little relaxed, who knows if there are some secrets related to him.

At the same time, he had some doubts, and Qinglong actually offered to stay. Maybe the green dragon can sense everything here. He thought of the power of the green dragon, and guessed slightly in his heart.

"It's a forbidden area that the deity can't perceive. Qinglong's long hair flew and said slowly. There was a bit of helplessness in his words.

Li Junhao raised his eyebrows slightly and stopped talking. He noticed something unusual, and Qinglong seemed to be a little jealous of this.

With a little doubt in his heart, he Jindan was running, and a vision appeared around him. The three flowers on the top of the head swayed with bursts of intoxicating fairy music, and it seemed to be chanting scriptures, and the five qi behind it were endless. He jumped into the sky, descended the cliff with a height of 3,000 zhang, stepped on the void, and gave birth to a lotus step by step, like a fairy.

"Tao Te Ching, the Suiren clan turned out to be the descendant of Taishang. Qinglong looked at the background of Li Junhao's disappearance under the cliff, and heard the sound of Sanhua swaying, his expression changed slightly, and he was a little surprised.

Thinking of that mysterious existence, even an old saint like Qinglong couldn't help frowning. No one knows how powerful Taishang is, but no one will deny his strength. It was a mysterious existence, but I was afraid that even Hongjun had never seen through him. Thinking of Hongjun's fate, Qinglong shook his head slightly, a little emotional.

Li Junhao stepped on the void all the way and walked directly into the city.

He Jindan operates, and the qi of the earth spirit guides his feet, and his footsteps are hundreds of feet away. Looking at the dilapidated houses in the ruins, his heart was a little heavy.

In just half an hour, Li Junhao came to the depths of the ancient city.

In the center of the ancient city, there is an ancient temple, made of bluestone. Unfortunately, most of it has collapsed, and a half-zhang wide round platform can be seen in it. The round platform is full of mysterious inscriptions, which are very clear. It's as if time has no effect on it.

Li Junhao took out the Houyi bow from the storage bag, and stepped forward with a heavy face in both hands and placed the Houyi bow on the altar.

"You're here. A soft sigh traveled through time, like the murmur of an ancient god, and like the sigh of an ancient immortal god.