Chapter 882 Falling Into the Tomb (3 More)

In the sea of ​​fire, there seems to be no end.

Mu Qingge followed Xuxu into the fire pit, but suddenly found that, except for the outer layer of the sea of ​​fire, there was actually a bottomless abyss under the sea of ​​fire.

In that abyss, there was a trace of cold air, which was bitingly cold, forming a sharp contrast with the sea of ​​fire above.

Not far from her was Xuxu who had been knocked unconscious. When she fell into the flames, there seemed to be some life-saving treasure on her body. It saved her life, but it also roasted her into a mess.

Mu Qingge's eyes sharpened, and she rushed towards Xuxu.

When approaching, she grabbed the clothes on Xuxu's shoulders and lifted her in front of her. Mu Qingge supported her body with spiritual power, turned around, and flew towards the entrance of the cave.

However, just as they were about to pass through the sea of ​​flames, a tongue of fire hit Mu Qingge.

In a hurry, Mu Qingge wrapped Xuxu's body with the demonic bone flames, and sent her out forcefully, while she herself was hit by the flames and landed again and again, heading towards the bottom of the abyss.

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On the ground, the fight continued.

However, Lord Tian Luo and Lin Xuanfeng were obviously defeated by Old Man Long Sheng, and they were beaten into embarrassment by him.

Watching the three of them fighting, Ji Yaohua and the others even felt that old man Long Sheng tortured them on purpose so that they didn't die happily.

Just then, Xuxu was thrown out.

When she had just rushed out of the sea of ​​flames and appeared on the giant crater, Yao Xinghai picked her up with quick eyesight and quick hands.

The old man Long Sheng has been paying attention to the situation on the other side of the huge pit. When he saw his granddaughter coming out, he didn't waste any more time. He directly smashed Tian Luojun's head with the dragon head stick in his hand, and even smashed Lin Xuanfeng with a backhand blow. Dantian directly killed the two of them.

The two old monsters who had been famous for a long time and whose grievances were inseparable, just died in the tomb of the gods, at the hands of old man Long Sheng.

This battle made Ji Yaohua and the five feel uneasy.

Such a battle is simply not something the five of them can intervene in.

After killing Tian Luojun and Lin Xuanfeng, the old man Long Sheng quickly came to Xuxu. That speed is not at all like a rickety, frail old man.

"Xuxu!" Long Sheng said nervously.

Yao Xinghai took the pill for Xuxu, and she woke up faintly after a while.

"Grandpa..." Seeing a familiar relative again, Xuxu couldn't help but feel a sore nose, and threw himself into the arms of the old man Long Sheng.

The old man Long Sheng also patted her on the back, and comforted her softly: "It's okay, it's okay. With Grandpa here, it's okay." This appearance is not at all like the murderous old man just now.

The scene of the grandfather and grandson staying there for the rest of their lives made Ji Yaohua and the others very uncomfortable.

They stood aside, watching this scene with cold eyes, with Mu Qingge's safety in their hearts. Even if seeing Xuxu made them sure that Mu Qingge was not dead, they still couldn't rest assured that no one had seen her.

"Senior, the life of your granddaughter was bought by Qingge." After a while, Ji Yaohua couldn't help but said.

Xuxu stopped crying and looked at them with tears in his eyes. The old man Long Sheng also restrained his emotions, and said to the five of them: "If the girl can throw Xuxu up, it means it's okay. I won't go back on what I promised her. From now on, I will be with you all the way until Let's talk about that girl doll."

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Mu Qingge stood on the ground, looked around, and patted the dust on her body casually.

Here, it seems to be another cemetery.

Mu Qingge looked around and saw many tombstones. The tombs here are not much different from the outside world. They are all graves and tombstones.

Mu Qingge looked up and found that the sky here was like the mouth of a well, and only a ring-shaped sky could be seen. But here, there is red soil, and the surroundings seem to have been smoked by flames, with a hot breath.

There are not many tombs here, roughly counting, but twenty or thirty.

Mu Qingge sniffed, and at the tip of her nose, there was a sulfur-like smell, which made people very uncomfortable.

'Those fires seem to be a little different. ’ Mu Qingge said in her heart. Her body was transformed by Yuan Yuan into a body of different fire, with fire roots. It is said that they are not afraid of fire. However, those tongues of flame just now revealed a kind of divine power, which made her unable to approach, as if the fire could easily penetrate her defense.

If ordinary people come down, I am afraid that they will really be wiped out like this.

"If you come, you will be safe." Mu Qingge was very calm. She said something to herself, and then walked towards the tombs.

Here, it is very clean, as if no one has been here for a long time.

When this idea flashed through Mu Qingge's mind, she was taken aback for a moment, laughed and shook her head, slandering in her heart: 'The tomb of God has not been opened for a long time, so naturally no one has been here. '

Of course, she was also surprised.

Why is the cemetery here so strange, the air in the nose seems to be on fire.

Mu Qingge walked to the nearest tomb and saw the content on the tombstone——

"Xihai Shenlu, the tomb of Lord Yan Zhu Xing." Mu Qingge murmured the content on the stone tablet in a low voice. "Yan Jun wished punishment, at the age of ten, his cultivation base broke through the sixth level of the Spirit Void Realm, and his talent was revealed..."

On the stele is the life of the person in the tomb.

After reading it, Mu Qingge roughly knew who was buried here.

In the tombstone, the groove that holds the godhead is already empty. On it, some red dust was also accumulated.

Mu Qingge reached out and wiped the groove lightly, and the red dust adhered to her fingertips with a scorching breath. Mu Qingge gently rubbed her fingertips to get rid of the red dust. He muttered, "It seems that his godhead was taken away a long time ago."

Without staying in front of the tomb, she continued to walk forward.

Walking to the second tombstone, she looked at the content on the tombstone. "South Sea Divine Continent, Emperor Yan..."

The third tombstone—

"Beihai Shenlu, Fire Lord..."

The fourth tombstone——

"Donghai Shenlu, Venerable Fire..."

The fifth tombstone... the sixth tombstone...

In the blink of an eye, Mu Qingge had already passed ten tombstones. The content on the stele and the title of the deceased made her a guess.

"Could it be that this cemetery is dedicated to the burial of god clan powers who cultivated in the God Land of the Four Seas and are related to fire?" Mu Qingge guessed.

On these tombs, some godheads have been taken away, while others are still kept.

However, Mu Qingge didn't move a single one.

Because these godheads are not her goal. And she wanted to help Mei Zizhong and the others find the godhead, and when she saw this cemetery, she also had an idea in her heart.

"Since there is a cemetery dedicated to burying fire-type practitioners, is there also a cemetery dedicated to burying alchemists?" Mu Qingge felt that Mei Zizhong and the others are alchemists, and the best thing is to find the alchemist's godhead, so that The degree of matching will be higher.

Suddenly, when walking past a tomb, Mu Qingge seemed to feel some kind of pull in her blood, making her stop.

She frowned slightly, feeling the feeling in her blood.

That kind of traction made her turn her head and set her eyes on the tombstone beside her.

That tombstone is half new and not old. There is a line of words written on it, "Xihai Shenlu, the tomb of Supreme Sang." Refining weapons with the fire of heaven, the supreme aspires to the crown, and the whole world submits. '

"Sang? Artifact refining?" Mu Qingge raised her eyebrows, she seemed to understand where the pull in her blood came from.

"Is this the tomb of the first ancestor of the Sang people?" Mu Qingge was a little unsure. As long as it is, this is too much of a coincidence. If she hadn't fallen here, she might have missed this tomb.

Standing here, she couldn't help but wonder if she was stopped by the flames and landed here, whether it was deliberately arranged by the ancestor of the Sang tribe with a spirit in the spring.

"Godhead!" Mu Qingge's eyes fell on the groove on the tombstone.

In that groove, the godhead belonging to the owner of the tomb is very quiet, and there is a trace of blood red in the crystal. A faint light shrouded the entire tombstone, carrying a sacred air.

Mu Qingge raised her hand, stretched out her fingers, and slowly landed on the godhead.

As soon as he touched it, the light on the godhead flickered. Immediately afterwards, the blood-red color in the godhead emerged from the godhead, directly penetrated into Mu Qingge's fingers, and quickly merged into her blood along the arm.

This scene made Mu Qingge a little surprised, but she didn't withdraw her hand.

Because, she felt the peace and intimacy in that trace of blood red.

'My offspring, you are here at last! '

Suddenly, a voice sounded in her mind.

Mu Qingge was taken aback, and responded in her heart, 'The ancestor of the Sang tribe? '

'That's right, the blood I left behind is the Sang tribe with the talent for refining weapons. ’ answered the voice.

However, Mu Qingge understood.

The person she was talking to was not the real ancestor of the San tribe, but the blood-red aura. That should be a trace of the soul that the ancestor of the San tribe left in his godhood, and used it to explain to future generations.

'Son, what's your name? ’ said the voice.

'Mu Qingge. ’ Mu Qingge replied.

'Mu? ’ The voice was surprised for a moment, then relieved, and said with a smile: ‘Unexpectedly, after I fell, the person who inherited the strongest bloodline from me was actually a descendant with a foreign surname. Either way, it's just a surname. '

‘You came here for my godhead? ’ asked the voice.

Mu Qingge said, 'Not bad. I promised several elders of the Sang tribe that I would find your godhead, reactivate the bloodline of the Sang tribe, and create another glory. '

'it is good! Ambitious! ’ said the voice.

'It' paused for a moment, then continued: 'Godhead, take it. Your blood is strong, and I believe you can activate the blood of the San. Also, I left a gift for you in the Gods and Demons Continent. After you enter, don't forget to pick it up. '

After the voice finished speaking, a map of God and Demon Continent appeared in Mu Qingge's mind, and it was clearly reflected in her mind.

"What is it?" Mu Qingge asked.

However, that voice did not answer her question, but said: "Remember, when you arrive in the God and Demon Continent, be careful... Emperor..."

What is missing?

What young emperor?

Why be careful? Is this an organization or a person?

The words of the ancestor of the Sang tribe were vague, as if some words had been swallowed, leaving only a vague clue to Mu Qingge. She was full of doubts, but no one answered her again.

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