Saint Ancestor of All Demons

Half a month later, in the northwest of the Dragon Kingdom, Chang'an.

A body stood in the sky, overlooking the entire Chang'an City below.

"There are dragon veins here, but the dragon energy has been exhausted. No wonder the previous emperors built their capitals here."

Xiang Chen looked at the earth below and muttered to himself.

His eyes looked at the world-famous tomb of the ancestor emperor.

The Mausoleum of the Ancestor Emperor is the only tomb in the entire Dragon Kingdom that cannot be excavated and archaeologically accessible.

This is the tomb of the ancestor emperor. Many people who came here to rob the tomb have died, and archaeologists cannot enter.

"Interesting, it also envelops a barrier. The strength of this barrier is comparable to that of land gods."

Xiang Chen looked at the huge imperial mausoleum. The depths of the imperial mausoleum were shrouded in a barrier. No wonder mortals couldn't enter.

Rumble…

A plane flew under him, but Xiang Chen's presence was not found.

When Xiang Chen came to the imperial mausoleum, there was an old man sweeping autumn leaves. He seemed to be a staff member here.

Xiang Chen stepped forward and said with a smile: "Hello, uncle, let me ask, how many years have you been here?"

"Hello little girl, old man, I have been here for eight years." The old man stopped sweeping the floor and smiled.

"Have you ever seen a dragon here?" Xiang Chen asked.

"Deaf? What are you deaf about?"

"Real dragon!"

"Really deaf? My second uncle is really deaf. There is a girl in the canteen next to her who is also really deaf. She is called the little deaf girl. Young man, what are you doing with a deaf person?"

"Um, forget it, thank you, uncle. And I'm a boy, not a girl."

Xiang Chen was speechless, patted the old man's shoulder, and his body disappeared in an instant, reappearing deep inside the imperial mausoleum, in front of the inner tomb door.

"Dear mother, where is the person?" The uncle looked at Xiang Chen suddenly disappearing with a confused look on his face, but all the problems in his body were resolved by Xiang Chen's palm.

Inside the imperial mausoleum, this place is already 100 meters underground. The top is surrounded by solid walls. The door has an internal buckle structure and cannot be opened if it is closed.

There is a large pool here where Xiang Chen is. The pool is full of mercury. Mercury is highly toxic and can kill mortals.

The barrier tomb gate is in the center of the mercury pond.

"Without special means, even the top people in the Southern Barbarian Continent can't open the magic circle in the tomb. But to me, it is useless."

Xiang Chen sneered, his body instantly twisted into the void, and passed through the gate of the barrier tomb.

The next moment, he appeared in a special space.

This is a huge underground space, so large that it can cover the entire city of Chang'an.

The scene in front of him shocked Xiang Chen even more.

Dragon corpse! A dragon corpse estimated to be tens of thousands of feet long is entrenched here. Only bones are left in the corpse, but the evil aura emanating from it still makes Xiang Chen feel jealous.

"With such a huge dragon bone, this Canglong's previous cultivation has surpassed the limitations of heaven in this plane. No wonder, no wonder we, the people of the Dragon Country, all have some dragon genes in their bodies. This dragon corpse is sealed here, and the blood of the dragon corpse, The essence will be absorbed by the land of the Dragon Kingdom, and nourished by the Dragon Qi, people in the Dragon Kingdom will be born with dragon genes."

"And the body energy of this dragon corpse has been completely absorbed by this land. It's a pity, it's a pity."

Xiang Chen looked at the Canglong corpse, feeling filled with regret.

Naturally, no Canglong bloodline can be extracted from such bones.

"The bold monster dares to break into the forbidden area of ​​the ancestral emperor!"

At this moment, an angry shout suddenly came,

"Roar……"

A figure flew towards me, and it turned out to be a thousand-meter-long black dragon!

The black dragon turned into a man wearing armor, looking at Xiang Chen with cold eyes, holding a spear in his hand!

"This is……"

Xiang Chen looked at the other person in surprise. This person did not have the breath of life, but he had a soul. The soul was in a crystal-like container.

There are many organ talismans in the body.

Flesh puppet!

The energy aura in the opponent's body is powerful, reaching the top level of land gods in the world.

"who are you?"

Xiang Chen asked back.

"I am the Imperial Guard of the Imperial Majesty, Meng Zhan, and the guardian of the ancestral mausoleum. I have been ordered to guard the ancestral mausoleum. Who are you? If you dare to break in here, you will be killed without mercy!"

The man who called himself Meng Zhan shouted loudly, and then stabbed him with a spear, infusing him with astonishing power.

Xiang Chen slapped him away. The powerful force struck hard at the opponent's spear light, directly shattering the spear light.

Terrifying force bombarded Meng Zhan's body, and Meng Zhan's whole body was knocked away with a bang, and his body was surrounded by runes.

"So strong!"

Meng Zhan's face instantly became serious.

His body suddenly swelled, and then his whole body transformed into a dragon, instantly turning into a huge black dragon.

The black dragon roared, and with one claw, the black dragon power condensed into sharp claws.

This attack is comparable to the level of the Great Heavenly Immortal on Earth.

"Roar……"

Xiang Chen roared, turned into a huge unicorn, and struck out with a claw, shattering the edge of the dragon's claws.

"Fire Qilin!"

"Are you not Lord Wu An?"

The black dragon looked at Xiang Chen with respect in his eyes and asked immediately,

"Wu An Jun..." Xiang Chen was slightly stunned, and then suddenly realized who the other party was talking about. Before Emperor Zu's era, the only one who could be called Wu An Jun was the God of Death.

"Wu Anjun is a fire unicorn?" Xiang Chen was secretly surprised.

Emperor Zu's era was two thousand years long for mortals, many centuries apart. But to Xiang Chen's current sense of time, it doesn't feel that long. Xuan [Biquge www.sbiquge.vip] Granny Gui has lived for thirty thousand years. He has a lot of people with many years and thousands of years under his command.

"Yes, it's me. It's rare that you still remember me after being away for so many years."

Xiang Chen reacted so quickly and immediately pretended to be a magic stick.

"Greetings to Mr. Wu An."

Meng Zhan regained his body and knelt down quickly, with a face of reverence, and said: "Although you have been away for more than two thousand years, our Great Qin will always remember you. We, the old Qin, fought against the national calamity together, and you were invincible in every attack that Lord Wu pointed out." !”

"The Qin Dynasty, your uncle, has been destroyed for thousands of years, and was stolen by someone named Liu." Xiang Chen cursed in his heart. It seems that the other party has become a physical puppet, guarding the tomb here, and knows nothing about the outside world.

Also, this barrier formation cannot be entered or exited, except for those who have the power of space to resolve the formation.

"It's a rare gift. How many years have you been here?"

Xiang Chen asked if the other party was a real dragon or a superior dragon. Unfortunately, it had been turned into a physical puppet and could not break through and fly away. It could only be trapped here guarding the mausoleum forever.

"I have been here for two thousand and fifty years, Lord Wu An, how is it outside now? Has the spiritual energy of heaven and earth recovered? Have Your Majesty and the others found a new world?"

Meng Zhan's eyes were full of sorrow, and he asked immediately.

Xiang Chen shook his head and said deceitfully: "Your Majesty has ascended to the nine heavens. Our star realm has entered a state of self-sleep. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth has not yet recovered. I am here this time to see the imperial mausoleum."

"Alas..." Meng Zhan let out a long sigh and said, "You can watch as you like."

Xiang Chen looked at the huge dragon bone, flew towards the dragon's head, and said: "Meng Zhan, you have been here for so many years, don't you feel lonely? Do you want to go out?"

"Loneliness is the normal state of life, and I already died in the battle. It was His Majesty who used the art of mechanism to revive me. It is my mission to protect the ancestral mausoleum. There must be someone to protect this inheritance and roots for our descendants. Although our ancestors have already All that's left is these bones."

Meng Zhan's words made Xiang Chen stand in awe.

I have voluntarily guarded this place for thousands of years. This sense of responsibility is admirable. People of that era regarded their mission as their life belief. At that time, when their parents died, they had to observe filial piety for three years. Nowadays, no one has inherited many ancient times. Things, whether it is spirit or responsibility, many cultures have lost their inheritance.

Xiang Chen came to the dragon's head. There was a huge stone tablet with inscriptions written on it.