Royal Road Qingtian

  Chapter 932 Qinglong, Taiyin

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

   Then I walked inside in awe!

   Azure Dragon Temple!

  This...what is so tall...

  One by one couldn't help but feel solemn in their hearts.

  The group of people continued to go deep, and the sight suddenly opened up, but a vast hall came into view.

   It seems that this hall has a radius of several thousand feet!

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

   And it is these bone fragments that exude a strong aura of majesty.

   "This is Long Wei! The real Long Wei!"

   Long Yusheng tremblingly said.

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

  A person is sitting on it, crouching like dragons and tigers, leaning forward slightly, with one hand resting on the armrest, the other hand is gone, presumably the bones scattered on one side are this hand.

  The man had no injuries on his body, except for a white mark between his eyebrows.

   But it was this white mark that killed him.

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

  Even a bold and lazy guy like Zuo Xiaoduo couldn't help but move his eyes away when he looked at this person head-on.

   This is a king, sitting on his own throne, ruling the world.

   Overlooking his subjects, overlooking his country!

   There was a smile in his eyes.

   Even though he has been dead for a long time, it is still like this!

   Smile?

  Zuo Xiaoduo subconsciously thought that he was wrong, but when he looked carefully, he found that the person's eyes were really smiling.

  Although he was frozen, he was still smiling.

  Zuo Xiaoduo couldn't figure it out, when he maintained this posture, he was already fatally wounded and was about to die.

   And he himself must be very clear about this situation!

  In that case, what is he laughing at?

   Opposite this person is a woman in a palace dress, with one hand behind her back and the other holding a sword, with the tip of the sword pointing to the ground.

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

  As everyone came in, the air was surging, and the air in the hall, which had been silent for thousands of years, was circulating, and the woman's white clothes were also fluttering gently.

   It seems that the person is still alive.

   Still agile and graceful, elegant and elegant.

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

  Zuo Xiaoduo and the others couldn't help holding their breath, and walked over on tiptoe, lest they disturb the couple.

  Even though Zuo Xiaoduo and his party are sure that the two people in front of them have been dead for tens of thousands of years, but with such a demeanor, it may be hundreds of millions of years before anyone comes here, and they dare not show any disrespect to them!

   When they turned to the opposite side of the woman, everyone couldn't help being amazed.

  Beautiful, really, really beautiful!

  This woman has icy muscles and bones, and she is floating in the dust, with a faint smile of relief on her face, and a little regret in her eyes.

  A jade pendant around the waist.

  A long sword in hand.

  A hosta on the head.

   Apart from this, there are no other decorations.

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

   Between heaven and earth, there is no filth that can get close to her body.

  Even though it has been dead for tens of thousands of years, it is still as pure as ice and jade, like a bright moon in the sky, cold and lonely, indifferently suspended in the air.

  Obviously, this man should have been killed by this woman; and this woman also died together with this man, and they walked together in Jiuquan!

  In this section, everyone vaguely guessed it.

  In the main hall, Zuo Xiaoduo and several others entered, but there was still silence.

   Eerie silence!

  A man and a woman, sitting and standing, all smiling, but they have been dead for tens of thousands of years.

  But it was these two dead people that made Zuo Xiaoduo and the others depressed, almost daring not to breathe.

   When I tried to walk to the middle area where a man and a woman looked at each other, I felt that the agitation was several times closer, and it was full of twists and turns!

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

   The moment it fell lightly, it was almost like a dream.

   "These two people have been dead for tens of thousands of years... Not only does the aura of confrontation still exist, but there is also such a great power, this... how is this possible?!"

  Zuo Xiaonian and the others couldn't help but be surprised when they heard what was said.

   What kind of cultivation is this?

   Tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of years after death, the body will not rot, lifelike, expression unchanged, charm and momentum will remain!

  This kind of realm has already surpassed the cognition of Zuo Xiaoduo, Zuo Xiaonian and others, it is unimaginable and unimaginable.

   And at the moment Zuo Xiaoduo tried to intervene in the aura, but was thrown away, suddenly, a dense mist rose from the ground.

   It seemed that something was alarmed.

   It seems to have touched something.

  In the blink of an eye, the entire hall suddenly turned into a fairyland on earth, full of illusions.

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

  Finally, the ever-changing scenery suddenly stopped.

  The place where the five people stood turned into a corner of the main hall, and what they saw in front of them was still the same main hall, but the scene in front of them was colorful, full of colorful clouds, and extremely magnificent.

   It’s still this hall, and it’s still the man in the green robe.

  The green-robed man was sitting on the throne, his face was pale, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. His eyes slowly turned, looking at the hall and the surroundings of the hall.

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

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

  But no one was present, and everything was vacant.

  The green-robed man smiled faintly, his sleeves rolled up, a glass of wine appeared in his hand, and he said softly: "Seven brothers, you have already left now. Is this journey safe?"

   After a long while, no one answered.

   After a while, the man in Tsing Yi finally drank his glass of wine, as if his brother was right in front of him, still smiling at himself.

"In this battle, apart from my severe injuries, I have no power left to shatter the void; I can't leave with the seven of you. In the future...if a new Qinglong Holy Seat appears, brothers, I can only be relieved, let alone others. think."

  He smiled faintly, talking to himself, the wine glass in his hand filled up by itself, and the aroma of the wine overflowed, dyeing the entire hall.

   After another cup was poured into his throat, the man in Tsing Yi's eyes became sentimental: "I know you hate me and hate that I don't go with you, but... if I accompany you, we won't be able to go together."

   "Jiaomu Jiao, Kang Jinlong, Ditu Raccoon, Fangri Rabbit, Xinyue Fox, Tailed Fire Tiger, Jishui Leopard... Hehe, this is what the world calls you..."

   "But I still like to call you Xiaojiao, Xiaokang, Xiaoraccoon, Xiaohu, Xiaotu, Xiaohu, Xiaobao... hey..."

  The man in Tsing Yi had gentle eyes: "Take care all the way, brothers and sisters. Xiaotu and Xiaohu, the two younger sisters, the eldest brother... I am afraid that I will no longer be able to protect you from the wind and rain."

   "For the rest of your life, you must cherish it."

   At the right time, there was a rumbling sound outside.

  The man in Tsing Yi smiled faintly, and suddenly a wine jug appeared in his hand, but this time he raised his head and poured it with gulp. Suddenly, a heroic momentum suddenly emerged.

  The sound at the door disappeared. quietly.

  The man in Tsing Yi chuckled, and said lightly: "Before people come in, there is already an elegant scent of osmanthus, Taiyin, why are you late?"

   "Qinglong Shengjun really has a cultivation base that reaches heaven and earth. Did you expect my arrival long ago, so you stayed here and waited for me?"

  A gentle female voice sounded faintly.

  The man in Tsing Yi took a sip of his wine and stood up from his throne.

  When he was sitting, he was already a ruler of the world, but when he stood up, he was more like the emperor of the heaven who ruled the world, the king of the world, majestic the world, showing the demeanor of a king!

  The majestic momentum that the world is under control, comes out majesticly.

Looking down indifferently, he said coldly: "Your main target is me, so I can't go. If I want to go, it's easy, and I can do it with my thoughts. But under the tracking of your Dangui Tianya, None of my seven brothers and sisters can escape your poisonous hand!"

The gentle voice said lightly: "I have heard for a long time that Qinglong Shengjun is unparalleled in loyalty. For the sake of brothers, even if he goes through fire and water, he will not hesitate to go through fire and water. Seeing you today, the meeting is even more famous, so I can only use this as a hypocrisy." Means; keep the Holy King."

The gentle voice sighed leisurely: "Qinglong Shengjun is worthy of being a strange man in heaven and earth. Huan'e admires her great husband from ancient times to the present. It's a pity that everyone's position is different; otherwise, we must have three drinks with Lord Shengjun." Cup, today's meeting will not be in vain."

  The man in Tsing Yi, Qinglong Shengjun smiled faintly: "Can't we drink three cups together if we have different positions? Taiyin Xingjun, what you said is really biased."

  There was a moment of silence at the door, and finally with a chuckle, he said, "The Holy King is right. Since that's the case, Huan'e and the Holy King will drink three cups together."

   Following the voice, a woman in white floated in.

  The cloud bun is high and pulled, and the sky is beautiful; as soon as she came in, Zuo Xiaoduo and the others felt it at the same time, as if it was a bright moon, descending suddenly.

  She walked slowly and walked all the way to the throne of Qinglong Shengjun, and said with a smile: "Shengjun, it's a pleasure to meet you."

   Qinglong Shengjun had a faint smile on his lips, and his eyes were full of appreciation: "Fairy Huan'e is indeed the most beautiful in the world. Every time I see it, I will be amazed."

  On the opposite side, Fairy Huan'e smiled: "Accept the praise of the sage, Huan'e will offer a cup to the sage."

   As he spoke, a transparent wine glass appeared in his hand. The wine in the glass was light yellow in color, like osmanthus in the moon palace, full of rich fragrance.

  Although this is just a video, and the person concerned has been dead for tens of thousands of years, Zuo Xiaoduo and the others still seem to be able to smell this scene.

  Looking at the Huang Yingying but clear wine, she couldn't help swallowing.

  (end of this chapter)