In front of this plaque, everyone was shocked for a few seconds.

Then he walked in awe!

Qinglong Temple!

This...is what awesome place...

Everyone couldn't help but feel solemn in their hearts.

The group continued to penetrate deeper, and the moment when their eyes suddenly opened, a vast hall brought in their eyes.

It seems that this hall is almost thousands of feet in size!

Countless things were scattered all over the ground, and at the other end, there were a few scattered bones emitting crystal light!

And it is these broken bone pieces that exudes a strong sense of majesty.

"This is the Dragon Hard! The real Dragon Hard!"

Long Yu said in a trembling voice.

This hall is really empty to the extreme, and it is a huge throne in its east.

A person was sitting on it, leaning forward slightly, one hand on the hand, the other hand was gone, and the bones scattered on one side must be the bones scattered on one side.

The man was not injured all over, only a white mark was left on the edge.

But it was this white mark that killed him.

Although he has been dead for many tens of thousands of years, the power overflowing from his body has never dissipated!

Even a brave and lazy person like Zuo Xiaoduo couldn't help but move his eyes away when looking at this person from the front.

This is a king who sits on his throne and rules the world.

Looking down at your subjects and your own country!

There was a smile in his eyes.

Even though I have been dead for a long time, it is still the same!

Smile?

Zuo Xiaoduo subconsciously thought that he had read it wrong, but after looking carefully, he found that the person's eyes were really smiling.

Although he has calmed down, he still smiles.

Zuo Xiaoduo couldn't understand. When he was maintaining this position, he was already in a fatal injury and was about to die.

And he himself must be very clear about this situation!

If that's the case, what is he laughing at?

Opposite this person was a woman in the palace dress, holding a sword in one hand and pointing to the ground with the tip of the sword.

Although it looks only from the back, it is still graceful, like a person in the clouds.

As everyone came in, the breath was surging, and the air flowed in the hall for countless tens of thousands of years. The woman's white clothes were also fluttering gently.

It seems that people are still alive.

Still smart and graceful, and splendid.

In the hall, the two of them sat and stood facing each other, and the man on the throne was smiling.

Zuo Xiaoduo and others couldn't help but hold their breath and tiptoed over, fearing that they would disturb the man and woman.

Even though Zuo Xiaoduo and his group were sure that the two people in front of him had been dead for tens of thousands of years, such a charming and charming person would not dare to be disrespectful to them even if he came here for billions of years!

When they turned opposite the woman, everyone couldn't help but be amazed.

Beauty, it's so beautiful!

The woman's ice-skinned and jade-like bones floated out of the dust, with a faint smile of relief on her face, and a little sad in her eyes.

A jade pendant around her waist.

A long sword in hand.

A mahogany on his head.

Apart from that, there is no other decoration.

But as soon as you see her, you will instantly feel that the world is clean, spotless, extremely beautiful, and incomparable!

There is no filth between heaven and earth, and she can get close to her body.

Even though I have been dead for many tens of thousands of years, I am still pure and clean, like a bright moon in the sky, cold and lonely, hanging indifferently.

It is obvious that this man should be killed by this woman; and this woman died with this man and went to the next level together!

Everyone guessed this section vaguely.

In the hall, Zuo Xiaoduo and several living people entered, but there was still silence.

Weird silence!

A man and a woman, sitting and standing, all of them smiled, but they had been dead for tens of thousands of years.

But these two dead people made Zuo Xiaoduo and others depressed their momentum and almost dared not breathe.

When I tried to walk to the middle area where a man and a woman looked at each other, I felt that the momentum was several times more intense, all of which were full of sway!

Zuo Xiaoduo tried hard, but was easily thrown out by the momentum of the two.

The moment of falling lightly fall is almost like dreaming.

"These two people have died for thousands of years... The momentum of confronting each other still exists, but also has such a great power. How is this possible?!"

Zuo Xiaonian and others couldn't help but be shocked when they heard this.

What kind of cultivation is this?

After death, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of years, the body is not rotten, lifelike, the expression remains unchanged, the charm remains, and the momentum remains!

This state has exceeded the cognition of Zuo Xiaoduo, Zuo Xiaonian and others, and is incredible and unimaginable.

And just as Zuo Xiaoduo tried to intervene in the momentum but was thrown away again, suddenly, a misty mist suddenly rose from the ground.

It seems to have alarmed something.

It seems to have touched something.

In the blink of an eye, the entire hall suddenly turned into a fairyland on earth, and the eyes were filled with mist and illusions.

Zuo Xiaoduo, Zuo Xiaonian and others felt inexplicably dazed in front of them, as if they were traveling through the long river of time, and the environment and scenes they saw were constantly changing.

Finally, the changing scenery suddenly stopped.

The place where the five people stood was transformed into a corner of the hall, and what they saw in front of them was still this hall, but the scene was colorful and colorful clouds filled with them, and the magnificent.

It is still this hall, and it is still a man in green robe.

The man in green robe sat on the throne with a pale face, but there was a faint smile on his lips. His eyes slowly turned, looking at the hall and looking at the four sides of the hall.

His eyes were a little sad, but more of it was relieved, and he was smiling.

Under the throne, there is a row of seats on both sides of the left and right, four on the left and three on the right.

But no one was present, and they were all vacant.

The man in the green robe smiled faintly, his sleeves were raised, and a glass of wine appeared in his hand, and he whispered: "Seven brothers, now, you have left. Are you safe all the way?"

After a while, no one answered.

After a moment, the man in green finally drank a glass of wine, as if his brother was right in front of him, still smiling at him.

"In this battle, I have no more energy to break the void while I have severely damaged it; I cannot leave with you and the seven of you, and in the future... If a new Qinglong Saint appears, my brothers will take care of themselves, I will only be relieved and have no other thoughts."

He smiled faintly and muttered to himself, the wine glass in his hand was filled with itself, and the fragrance of wine overflowed, dyeing the entire hall.

Another cup was in his throat, and the man in blue looked sad: "I know you hate me, I hate me not to go with you, but... if I accompany you, we will not be able to leave."

"Keep Wood Dragon, Kang Jinlong, Di Tu Raccoon, Fang Sun Rabbit, Heart Moon Fox, Tail Fire Tiger, Ji Water Leopard... Haha, this is what the world calls you..."

"But I still like to call you, Xiao Jiao, Xiao Kang, Xiao Rak, Xiao Fox, Little Rabbit, Little Tiger, Little Leopard... Alas..."

The man in green looked gentle: "Take care all the way, brothers, sisters, little rabbit and little fox, two sisters, big brother... I'm afraid I can never shelter you from the wind and rain."

"We must take care of the rest of our life."

At the right time, a rumbling sound came from outside.

The man in blue smiled faintly, and a wine pot suddenly appeared in his hand. This time he raised his head and poured it in big mouthfuls. Suddenly, a heroic aura suddenly arose.

The sound at the door disappeared. It was quiet.

The man in green laughed and said lightly: "Before the person came in, a gentle fragrance of cinnamon had already been heard. Taiyin, why are you here?"

"The Qinglong Holy Lord has indeed achieved great cultivation. Have you already decided that I have arrived, so I stayed here and waited for me?"

A gentle female voice rang out faintly.

The man in green took a sip of wine and stood up from the throne.
To be continued...