The Heaven’s Jailer

"This..." Facing Liu Lang's question, Song Youliang and Fan Jia glanced at each other, both of them embarrassing.

They wanted to take credit for themselves, but the level of the Yu Clan and Fan Clan's exercises was right there.

Said that because they taught well, they didn't believe it.

"I guess it's that the ancient tribes in the bloodline world are super talented." After a moment of silence, Song Youliang gave his own judgment.

"It should be so." Fan Jia immediately agreed.

Logically speaking, there are only two factors that determine the speed of cultivation, one is the pros and cons of the technique, and the other is the level of talent of the cultivator.

After excluding the former, only the latter is left.

"Is it super talented?"

Liu Lang couldn't help falling into contemplation.

Although the Wutian Sacred Stele fell into his hands for some time, he didn't know much about the past and present of the Wutian Sacred Stele.

So far, he only knows that Wutian Sacred Stele is the top sacred artifact of the heavens, which was later used by Wutian and brought to this starry sky.

When Wutian passed the sacred monument to Liu Lang, he did not tell him who, when and how to refine the sacred monument.

The blood world and the past and present lives of the ancient tribes are even more impossible to talk about.

However, usually, the small world inside the sacred instrument has two sources. The first is self-evolution. It takes a long, long time, and it will take millions of years to calculate. Therefore, there are few skill refiners who choose Condense the sacred vessel first, and then evolve the small world inside.

In most cases, it is to find a small ready-made world and practice it into the holy artifact.

"It seems that this bloodline world is not as simple as imagined!"

With the distinctive time rules, coupled with the distinctive ancient tribes, following the above thinking, Liu Lang concluded that the bloodline world existed before the Heavenless Sacred Stele, and was later refined into the Heavenless Sacred Stele as a whole.

In other words, the bloodline world and the ancient tribes were originally Niu X.

However, if you want to explore the bloodline world and the ancient tribes, why Niu X is very difficult. After all, that has to be investigated from the source.

"I'll talk about this later!"

After thinking for a while, Liu Lang felt that at this stage, there was no need to figure it out.

The source was in another starry sky. He didn't even understand this starry sky. How could he have the time to go to another starry sky, and he could not go to another starry sky if he wanted to.

The most important thing is that the ancient tribes practiced extremely fast, which is a great thing.

He just enjoys the feeling of pie falling from the sky, asking why, it's completely worrying.

"During this time, I have worked hard for two."

Turning this page decisively, Liu Lang smiled and thanked Song Youliang and Fan Jia.

"No hard work!"

"No hard work!"

Song Youliang and Fan Jia waved their hands again and again.

To be honest, in the past two hundred years, watching the numerous heavenly beings and the birth of the Holy Lord under their own hands, they still have a sense of accomplishment.

"Next, is the real test."

The Bloodline World was two hundred years old, and the outside world was only two hundred days. In the two hundred days, the Heavenless Sacred Stele was always going on at full speed. At this moment, it finally came to the location of the Dagan Emperor.

"Has it arrived?"

The breathing of Song Youliang and Fan Jia suddenly rose.

The Yu clan and Fan clan, to be able to survive today, the Dagan imperial mausoleum played a vital role.

If it weren't for obtaining a lot of resources from the Dagan Emperor's Tomb, the Yu clan and Fan clan would very likely not survive today.

"Arrived."

Liu Lang nodded and said.

"Then start work!"

Song Youliang and Fan Jia are eager to fight.

Back then, the ancestors of the two tribes just wandered around the periphery of the imperial mausoleum and gained a lot. Now, with Liu Lang, the king of Shu Dao, they can definitely go further.

"Not urgent."

Liu Lang shook his head.

"Not in a hurry?" It took more than half a year to rush on the road, and it was almost a step. Liu Lang said that he was not in a hurry. Song Youliang and Fan Jia were too understanding.

"There are people outside, and more than one."

When Song Youliang and Fan Jia were thinking about why, Liu Lang murmured.

"Who will come to this remote place besides us?" Song Youliang and Fan Jia frowned at the same time.

In order to guard against theft, the Mausoleum of the Emperor Dagan was purposely built on the edge of the edge star field, and the surrounding area was deserted, even without a small world.

The chance of seeing a living person in this realm is as low as the chance of seeing a dead person.

"I can't see my identity, but my cultivation base is not low."

Under the suspicious eyes of Song Youliang and Fan Jia, Liu Lang waved his pen and a huge projection appeared in front of the two.

In the projection, what appeared was the situation outside the Wutian Sacred Stele.

Song Youliang and Fan Jia watched intently, and found that there were a dozen people in the projection, and the leader was a handsome young man.

At this moment, the youth is assigning tasks: "In a while, I will paint a good circle. You must have a good circle. There is only this opportunity. If you fail, you have to wait another 100,000 years."

"These people are also running towards the tomb?"

Song Youliang and Fan Jia glanced at each other, their expressions suddenly became serious.

"It should be." Liu Lang nodded.

Although this group of people has not mentioned the word imperial tomb, but they stay here deliberately, saying that it has nothing to do with the imperial tomb, and fools do not believe it.

"Do you know these people?" Immediately, Liu Lang asked Song Youliang and Fan Jia.

"I don't know." Song Youliang and Fan Jia shook their heads.

"Then apart from the Yu clan and the Fan clan, do anyone else know the location of the imperial tomb?" Liu Lang then asked.

"The location of the imperial mausoleum, the Fan family and the Yu clan, is a big secret. For a long time, only the Fan family head and the Yu clan chief know about it. The possibility of leakage is very small."

Song Youliang and Fan Jia made eye contact and shook their heads.

"Then the ancestors of the mausoleum at that time, besides the ancestors of the Yu clan and the ancestors of the Fan family, are there anyone else?" Liu Lang asked again.

"No."

Fan Jia replied: "If there are other people, then the disguise mask is not the Yu clan and the Fan clan. The blood of the two parties can be activated."

"If it is not for the tomb guard to leak the secret, then there is only one possibility left."

After listening to Song Youliang and Fan Jia's answers, Liu Lang muttered to himself.

"What's the possibility?" Song Youliang and Fan Jia didn't react for a while, and asked Liu Lang in unison.

"The royal family!" Liu Lang replied slowly.

"Dagan imperial tomb? Yes, Dagan imperial clan!" Song Youliang and Fan Jia suddenly understood.

In addition to the guardians of the tomb, the Dagan royal family must also know where the tomb is. After all, it is their own grave.

"Then we have to deal with it carefully." After a moment of silence, Song Youliang said with a guilty conscience.

"Yes, you have to deal with it carefully." Fan Jia followed.

The so-called lean camel is bigger than a horse, even if the Dagan Dynasty has collapsed nearly five million years ago, the strength of the royal family cannot be underestimated.

You know, that is a group of people who once ruled the entire starry sky, even if it is the most powerful demon race today, it cannot be compared with it.