In front of him was a huge palace, even more glorious than the Crystal Palace where the sharks lived.

The pavilions, terraces and pavilions are well-proportioned.

I could vaguely see the winding palace roads inside.

It is huge and majestic, sacred and inviolable.

Just standing here, you can feel how powerful and dazzling this palace must have been when it was at its peak.

Jun Muqian's eyes narrowed slightly: "Is this the Dragon Tomb?"

"Dragon Tomb?" Upon hearing this, Changliu's expression changed slightly, and his first reaction was, "Which dragon?"

Jun Muqian's pupils shrank: "Uncle, which dragon are you talking about?"

The demise of the three ancient beast tribes, dragon, phoenix and unicorn, will always remain a mystery.

Although Jun Muqian learned a lot about the war between the three clans from Suan Ni's memories, he still couldn't figure out why after the deaths of Zulong, Yuanfeng and Shi Qilin, none of the other dragon clans survived.

As the ninth son of the dragon, Suanni has reached the point where he can only become a fighting spirit.

However, Jun Muqian still clearly remembered that she saw the last scene about Zulong in Suanni's memory——

It was the ancestral dragon lying dying in a cave, surrounded by water.

Could it be...

"I don't blame you for not knowing. These records are only available to the God Clan." Chang Liu nodded, "Only the royal family of the God Clan can read them. I also read them a long time ago."

"One of the important reasons why the Dragon Clan perished was because several of the strongest people in the Dragon Clan died."

He slowly said: "Zu Long, the king of the Dragon Clan, his legitimate son, Da Ri Tianlong, the crown prince of the Dragon Clan, the nine sons of the Dragon Clan, and Zhu Long, Zu Long's younger brother.

Rong Qing also nodded and said: "However, Zhulong cannot be regarded as a pure dragon clan, because he is still one of the twelve ancestral witches."

Zhulong, also known as Zhujiuyin, first had a human face and a snake body, and finally transformed into a dragon.

The whole body is red, with the potential to stretch, and its light can illuminate the far north where the sun cannot be seen.

Likewise, he is also the ancestral wizard of time.

Although he is not the most powerful among the twelve ancestral witches, the word "time" has already demonstrated its terror.

Compared to Zhulong, Wu Jumang, the ancestor of wood, and Wu Xizi, the ancestor of electricity, whom they had encountered in Huaxu Continent, were nothing at all.

Changliu took another look at the man in scarlet clothes, and then said: "I don't know whether the records of the gods about the death of the ancestor dragon are true, but it is very likely that they are true."

Hearing these words, Jun Muzhen's eyes froze slightly: "Uncle, please speak."

"According to the records of the gods, for some reason, Zulong had a big battle with Yuanfeng and Shi Qilin. Zulong was seriously injured and fell into the sea." Chang Liu took a breath, "Originally, Zulong can recover.

, after all, he is the king of the dragon clan."

Jun Muqian nodded.

"But because he killed too much and had too deep karma, all the power of luck in his body was exhausted..." Rong Qing looked at the palace in front of him, his voice was slow, "He was imprisoned by the Eastern Emperor in the Longquan Cave at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

Inside, he will never be able to stand up again, and his dragon beads will also escape into nothingness. Finally, his cultivation will be exhausted, and he will die."

After finishing his words, Changliu's eyes suddenly sharpened: "How do you know?"

This is a secret that the Gods will never tell anyone. How could an outsider know it?

"When I was young, my parents once told me." Rong Qing was very indifferent and nodded, "Uncle, don't be surprised."

At this time, Changliu was stunned: "Didn't you forget your parents?"

Jun Muqian was also stunned: "Yes, Qingmei Ren, don't you only have seven seconds of memory?"

Hearing these words, Rong Qing pressed her slender fingers between her eyebrows, and the smile on her lips was slightly helpless: "I have been recovering slowly recently."

There is no lies in this statement.

Originally, he didn't even remember that he had parents.

But the longer he met and spent time with her, memories that had been buried for a long time surfaced in his mind.

Now, some of them are becoming clearer.

It's just that he failed to recall more important things.

Changliu didn't have much doubt, but he had some doubts: "I wonder where your father-in-law came from and where he is now? Can you give me some clues?"

Could it be that, in addition to them having the blood of Emperor Wa, there are others left behind, but in different forms?

"This -" Rong Qing's expression paused, "I don't remember."

Jun Muxian: "..."

Just seven seconds of memory turned into seventy seconds.

"Poor child." Changliu's compassion overflowed again, "Your parents are so unreliable, why did they leave you outside alone?"

Rong Qing did not want to continue this topic. He said calmly: "All water in the world leads to the East China Sea. After the death of Zulong, the seal of Longquan Cave has been broken long ago."

"So, is this really the Tomb of the Ancestral Dragon?" Jun Muqian's eyes narrowed slightly, "But, who built it?"

There was silence for a moment.

"Dragon Tomb! We've arrived at the Dragon Tomb!" At this moment, a surprised shout came from behind, "Quick, let's go in quickly!"

"Da da da——"

Immediately afterwards, there was a series of rapid footsteps.

Several rays of spiritual power caused the sea water to vibrate and ripple.

In just a few seconds, the place was already filled with people.

They looked at the huge palace in front of them, their faces full of excitement.

Chang Liu raised his head and his eyebrows sank: "They are here too..."

"Who?" Jun Muxian also looked over, frowning slightly.

These people seem to have the aura of demonic gods just like Tian Huan and others.

Then there is naturally the bloodline of a certain demon god in his body.

But it's very weak. Not to mention Fengxian and Beiming, even Tianhuan is completely incomparable.

Obviously, they are just some very weak demon gods who cannot even be called.

"Hongmeng Palace." Changliu's expression became more serious, "They live next to the God Clan."

Hearing this, Jun Muqian's eyes changed slightly: "Also in Mount Sumeru?"

"These people can't be considered humans." Chang Liu said calmly, "Because they are all people with the blood of a certain demon god or ancient beast, and their strength cannot be underestimated. Hongmeng Palace is another major force in Mount Xumi, and these are the only ones.

People can get in."

"Hongmeng Palace has a relationship with the God Clan, and many people serve as worship elders in the God Clan."

"So that's it..." Jun Muzhen said thoughtfully, "It seems that the pheasant I killed back then was from Hongmeng Palace."

There is also Kong Huangyu, no wonder Chang Xi can invite him.

Hearing this sentence, a calm person like Chang Liu was shocked: "Xiao Qian, did you kill the people from Hongmeng Palace?"

"Yeah." Jun Muzhen said very calmly, "He was killed in the Sky Realm. I didn't know it at the time."

"This is bad." Chang Liu didn't expect such a thing at all. He frowned, "The strength of Hongmeng Palace is not weaker than the Gods, and may even be above the Gods. Xiaoqian, you kill

Which one from Hongmeng Palace?"

Jun Muqian thought for a while: "Fengxian, a person with Phoenix blood."

"Phoenix, could it be..." Changliu didn't know what he was thinking of, and his expression changed drastically, "No, there is only one person with the blood of Phoenix in Hongmeng Palace. I don't know her name, but I know that she is backed by a heavenly being.

Supreme, with his status in Hongmeng Palace, even his mother has to give up three points."

But how can your Majesty take action so easily?

"Uncle, don't worry." After hearing this, Rong Qing laughed softly, "Mumu, I will protect you."

He raised his eyes, and his voice was calm but unmistakable, with supreme pressure: "No one dares to move."

Changliu was shocked by this momentum, and it took him a while to come back to his senses: "Child, you..."

He could not see this kind of aura even from the Lord.

What kind of person can be cultivated?

"Uncle, don't worry." Jun Mu smiled lightly, "You also said that it is difficult for people on Mount Xumi to come out. The stronger the cultivation level, the harder it is. At this moment, how can you know that I will be invincible in the future?

Supreme?"

The arrogance and arrogance on his body cannot be ignored either.

Such magnificence is unparalleled.

"..."

Changliu was silent for a moment: "No matter what, I will advance and retreat with you."
To be continued...