"Want to go in?" Ming Ling opened a pair of big eyes, but his face was very ugly.

Looking under the tremendous pressure, neither of them can't hold their heads up.

Obviously, this palace is the very center of this storm. If you want to stop the storm, you can only start from this palace.

But how to stop it, the big and the small are almost at a loss.

After all, there is no instruction manual for this place. Even the system in my body, when I was just reborn into this world, I only relied on myself to explore it step by step until now.

"Go in... Besides, there is no other choice..."

Qin Feng's complexion was extremely dignified. Standing at the gate of the palace, he could see the coffin of the Houtu Empress who faintly shone with crystal luster.

When the two of them stepped into the palace, the whistling sound of the divine power storm in their ears suddenly stopped. Turning around and looking at it, the storm was still there, but the palace seemed to be completely independent of its own world of Dharma and isolated from the world. .

"Grungle~" Qin Feng swallowed secretly, took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, raised his foot and walked towards the coffin.

"Boom!"

The footsteps fell, and the palace was extremely quiet. No matter how faint the sound was, it seemed to be infinitely amplified, including his heart beating rapidly because of tension.

As the two figures, one tall and one short, gradually approached the coffin of Houtu Empress, Ming Ling's eyes suddenly flashed with excitement, pointing to the coffin and said:

"Houtu Niangniang's breath seems to have become more active!"

Qin Feng couldn't help feeling a bit cold on his back. After all, the Houtu Empress in front of him was most likely one of the immortals countless years ago at the beginning of the creation of the world, or the inheritor of one of them.

Strength is far above his own.

Once you are a little careless, you are likely to be wiped out.

However, everything is not harmless and profitable. If Houtu Niangniang is awakened, a special sign-in will definitely be triggered. The stronger Houtu Niangniang is, the more important it is to the whole world, and his reward will only be more generous.

"I hope Houtu Empress will not be malicious to me!" Qin Feng whispered a few words, and then walked towards the coffin with Ming Ling.

Ming Ling couldn't wait to urge the power of the source of the Styx River, and in the blink of an eye he reached Hou Tu. By the side of Hou Tu Niang Niang's coffin, the terrifying and invisible coercion seemed to disappear completely.

The place where the storm is near the center is the most violent location of the entire storm, but the very center of the storm, called the eye of the storm, is the opposite of other places, but will be calmer.

Obviously, the coffin of the Houtu Empress is the very center of this storm, and what Qin Feng is facing at this time is the power that can make his world of Dharma extremely chaotic by relying on unconscious coercion.

Houtu Niangniang, later known as the mother of the earth in charge of yin and yang and nurturing all things.

The Nuwa Empress is the ancestor of the human race with the legend of making people and the legend of nurturing all things.

The closer to this coffin, Qin Feng's mind became more and more convinced that there must be something related between the Houtu Empress and the Nuwa Empress.

"Houtu Niangniang is very kind. You are the **** of the Human Race, and the Human Race is the child of Houtu Niangniang. Naturally, they will not hurt you. These are all the coercion emanating from the Houtu Niangniang unconsciously, and they will certainly do nothing to you. Malicious." Ming Ling said to herself, and at the same time floated on the coffin of Houtu Empress, looking down at Houtu Empress.

His eyes were full of nostalgia and expiration, as if seeing his mother who had been parting for many years.

Standing behind Ming Ling, Qin Feng also leaned over to look at the Houtu Empress inside the coffin.

This was the second time I saw the face of Empress Houtu, but it gave Qin Feng an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Perhaps, because of this stunning appearance, it will naturally give people a sense of intimacy!

Qin Feng thought to himself.

At the same time, he reached out and touched the coffin.

The moment the palm of the hand touched the coffin, it was like a drop of water falling on the surface of a calm lake. The surface of the entire crystal coffin began to rippling with countless ripples, and the energy inside the entire crystal coffin began to surge crazily, and these energy continued to grow. Active.

Qin Feng wanted to pull his hand away again, but found that his palm was glued to the crystal coffin, and he couldn't take it off anyway.

At the same time, Qin Feng quickly turned his head to look, and saw that the world outside the palace became extremely calm at this time, but the invisible energy in the entire palace began to be very regular like breathing. Surging.

At the same time, on Penglai Fairy Island.

Qin Feng kept his previous actions, stepping on the stairs with his right foot, his left foot still on the ground, and at the same time staring at the center of the palace, as if there was something in the center of the palace.

The whole person's complexion was extremely distorted, and his lips were slightly opened, as if he was surprised by what he felt or looked at.

And Zhou Qi, Ji Kang, and several other ghost emperors also looked at Qin Feng, who was stiff and motionless, with extremely solemn expressions.

At this time, Qin Feng must concentrate all his attention on his body, and control his Dharma avatar wholeheartedly. Therefore, the external entity is rigid in place like a statue.

Zhou Qi and Ji Kang couldn't help looking at each other with a little dignity, and didn't know what to do for a while.

At the moment, they can't get in touch with all of this.

Zhou Qijikang and several other ghost emperors also looked at each other anxiously, and surrounded Qin Feng's side.

Inside the palace on the fairy island of Penglai, Qin Zihan and others, as well as Ye Yi Zhangfan and Qin Zhengtian and other tribes and protoss also searched for clues about the fairy island that might exist in the entire palace.

If it is really related to Nuwa, this might be a way to fight Chi You.

The silver spirit and brocade are the spirits of the Nuwa Empress's natal magic weapon, the Heavenly Snake Rod. Although the breath of the Nuwa Empress in this fairy island can be clearly detected, they have no clue about it.

There is a difference between looking for people by breath and looking for food by taste.

"Oh...we almost turned this palace upside down, but we still haven't found any clues." Zhang Fan looked at the ceiling lamp made of gold on the ceiling with some helplessness, and couldn't help sighing again and again.

The rest of the people gathered in the center of the palace one after another and looked around. After such a long time, everyone had counted almost all the decorations in the palace.

But there is no clue to the key things.

When everyone was standing helplessly in the palace, Qin Zihan suddenly raised his head, and saw that in front of everyone, suddenly there was a ray of emerald energy hovering slowly.