"It seems that there is nothing else in the front hall. Fellow Daoist Jinlin, why don't we go to the main hall and the back hall as soon as possible, where the monks usually live. If the owner of this place left anything behind, it will probably be there." Ming Ling Yaojun suggested a word, his eyes were full of hot color.

Although it is the ancestor of Qianming Valley, there is not only one Nascent Soul cultivator in this great practice school that has been passed down for 30,000 to 40,000 years.

Now there are five Nascent Soul cultivators in Qianming Valley, and the one in charge is a human cultivator named Qian Wu, who was already in the middle Nascent Soul stage many years ago. It is this person who controls almost 50% to 60% of the resources related to practice in Yanzhong.

In addition, the four Nascent Soul monks of Ming Ling can only carve up a small part of the rest.

"What Fellow Daoist Ming Ling said is that good things are yet to come. Let's go, I'll go together." Jinlin Yaojun also said with great satisfaction.

After that, it didn't say anything more, and strode forward to walk along the corridor of the palace.

Ming Ling and Xiao Feng followed closely behind.

The remaining ones who were slightly behind also followed one after another.

It's just that when Du Yu passed by Zhang Shiping's side, he quietly made an inconspicuous gesture to him.

Zhang Shiping nodded lightly, and walked forward in silence.

Soon, the eight Nascent Soul cultivators walked several miles, and walked in through a gate more than ten feet high. What they faced was a huge square, the ground was paved with gold and stones, and it was quite dazzling under the sunlight. head.

As a result, the main hall inside and outside looks golden and extremely luxurious.

The golden scale demon was even more delighted to see this, it was a different species of golden snake, and he was born with an inexplicable liking for this kind of shining golden thing.

However, the other True Monarchs couldn't help feeling a little vulgar. It's just that they didn't say it.

"There should be no other restrictions here." Mingling Yaojun said with some concern.

"We're not sure, let's give it a try and see if there are any restrictions." After the Jinlin Yaojun finished speaking, he waved his sleeves, and several golden spirit clusters fell down, turning into dozens of pythons with thick arms.

Each boa constrictor is separated by Zhangxu, walking forward in parallel.

But the Xiaofeng Yaojun opened his mouth and took a deep breath, his abdomen suddenly swelled up, and then spit out a large snowflake, sweeping forward.

As for Ming Ling Yaojun, he also used a similar method, condensing his mana into more than a hundred brown-skinned insects the size of a fist, trying to get into the gold stone.

However, the first two were fine, and they were not hindered by anything, and they reached the stone steps of the main hall one mile away very smoothly.

On the other hand, those insects had just drilled into the gold stone for only an inch, when the ground suddenly burst into aura, and they bounced them out one by one, exploding into **** of aura in mid-air.

And the stone bricks of the square that had been damaged just now had a golden glow on the surface, and they were completely restored.

Seeing this, Ming Ling Yaojun was a little happy, and said to other fellow Taoists: "It's not an attacking magic circle, it's just some restrictions for maintenance, it doesn't matter."

After testing from the air, the ground, and the underground, there were no abnormalities.

A group of monks felt relieved and walked towards the main hall ahead. They didn't walk fast, and they didn't rush to vacate. They walked steadily for about a mile, and finally came to the stone steps.

The stone steps in front of the hall are divided into three floors. The Danxi in the middle of the steps are engraved with mountains, rivers and rivers. There are all kinds of reliefs of real spirits, beasts, exotic flowers and grasses. They are painted into a masterpiece, describing the grand scene of the ancient times. .

The eight Nascent Soul monks were very consciously divided into two rows, each went up the left and right stone steps, and arrived in front of the main hall in a blink of an eye.

The Golden Scale Demon Monarch flicked his sleeves away, and the palace door opened in response to the sound, and the scene inside immediately caught the eyes of all the True Monarchs.

"Could this be the owner of this place?" After seeing the scene inside, the Jinlin Yaojun said in a deep voice.

After finishing speaking, it cupped its hands and bowed, and said lightly: "I will pay my respects to my seniors at the end of the post, I hope you will forgive me for disturbing you."

In the palace, the golden pillars are arranged on two sides, and in the middle is an open area more than twenty feet wide, and then there is a high platform.

On the stage was a dragon chair made of pure gold, and a corpse of a jade skeleton wearing a diadem suit with its hands on its knees. The big horse sat with a golden knife, its empty eyes seemed to be still facing the front, Even though tens of thousands of years have passed, it still gives people a sense of majesty.

This person must have been a magnificent figure in his life, and time can wear away his flesh and blood, but it can't erase the domineering that has penetrated into the bone marrow.

On the contrary, the Xiaofeng Yaojun next to him was a little disdainful, and said indifferently: "It's just a dead person, why bother to be so humble."

The Golden Scale Demon Lord shook his head after hearing this, but didn't say much.

After Du Yu and Zhang Shiping thought for a while, they also stood at the gate of the front hall and bowed deeply like the Jinlin Yaojun.

"It's just a cultivator of the human race. No matter how high your cultivation was before you were alive, it's just a dry bone now. Fellow Taoist Du Yu~lightnovelpub.net~ I wonder if you will have any bones left later?" Ao Ce on the side chuckled.

"That's the senior of my human race. This worship is a courtesy. You think that if your dragon clan recalled the prisoner dragon armor, Ao Xuan will definitely win against me, and you will be so arrogant after the winner is determined. As for you, believe me If you don't believe me, I'll kill you on the spot within three moves, let's see if Ao Xuan can save you in time?" Du Yu said in a deep voice, killing intent suddenly appeared in his eyes, and the surroundings couldn't help but become cold.

"You won't let your Nascent Soul escape this time." Zhang Shiping said lightly.

"You" said Ao Ce, holding on.

"Okay, okay, if you want to fight, then go elsewhere." Jinlin Yaojun said coldly.

Now that it has broken through the eight-door soul-locking formation and entered the palace, it no longer pretends to be a peacemaker, and looks rather impatient.

But seeing that the treasure was close in front of him, Ao Ce didn't want to retreat like this, so he didn't say any more.

Except for the jade bone, there was nothing in the hall, it was empty, so a group of Nascent Soul cultivators set their sights on the high platform in the hall.

Soon, the Golden Scale Demon Monarch was in front, and the other monks followed the weather, walked into the hall, came to the stage, and began to size up.

None of them dared to step up to the high platform and get too close to this jade bone.

Zhang Shiping began to look at it under the stage, the corpse of this Master Jin Guang was much stronger than the dark green jade bone he had obtained before.

At least 70,000 to 80,000 years have passed, but the domineering spirit engraved in the bones of Master Jin Guang still exists, which is breathtaking. Ordinary foundation-builder cultivators might not even be able to stand firm in front of him, so they could only kneel down and bow down to show their respect and obedience.

And the Golden Scale Demon Lord stopped for a long time, seeing that there was no movement, it walked up to the high platform cautiously.

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