Chapter 1078

Now, what Qin Feng can be sure is that the drunk immortal is lying to him, but he doesn't know why. However, Qin Feng always has a bad hunch in his heart. He feels like there is a conspiracy behind it, like an invisible hand controlling everything.

Take a deep breath. After returning to his mind, Qin Feng smiled and nodded, "two house owners, I heard LONGNING and Tan Ming say that the inheritance of the holy dragon is located in the holy dragon mausoleum, and the keys to open the mausoleum are kept by your two families. Now I want to go to the mausoleum. Can the two house owners help me?"

Looking at Xiang Long and Tan Qianqiu, Qin Feng said his intention.

Knowing Qin Feng's meaning, Tan Qianqiu nodded, "the key to the mausoleum is indeed kept by both of us. Since the Holy Son is the inheritor of the holy dragon, he should get the inheritance of the holy dragon!" while talking, Tan Qianqiu looked at Tan long, "dragon, go home and get the box under your father's bed!"

One side, the Dragon swept to long Kai, "Xiao Kai, the other half of the key is under the desk in my father's study. You should have seen it."

"Yes!" nodded. Long Kai and Tan long left respectively.

Now, Qin Feng's heart is a little excited. He doesn't know what's in the mausoleum. However, as a monk, Qin Feng's heart is very clear about what inheritance means. Now his cultivation realm is at the peak level of heaven and man. If he obtains the supreme inheritance of the holy dragon, his own strength will definitely improve by leaps and bounds again.

On this day, Qin Feng has been waiting for too long. From the hundred countries in the southern region, to the Tianlong Empire, to today's Zhongzhou holy land, after so much, he can finally close the stall today.

A moment later, long Kai and Tan long had returned. They were carrying a wooden box in their hands. After carefully opening the wooden box, they saw an oval white bullet in front of them. It looked like a pill, with a rolling breath flowing on it, but it didn't look like it.

"Son of God, the key has been taken. When do you want to leave?" looked at Qin Feng, and Tan Qianqiu asked.

He smiled and repressed the excitement in his heart. Qin Feng said in a deep voice, "since they are all complete, I think it's better to hit the sun than choose a day. Now!"

Now, Qin Feng has been waiting impatiently. He urgently wants to improve his strength one stage at a time. Only his strength is strong. No matter where he is, he can have an absolute voice. This is the fact.

Qin Feng was so urgent that Tan Long's two family owners didn't say much. They set out immediately. In this way, a huge group of people surrounded Qin Feng and left.

The holy dragon mausoleum is only a hundred miles away from Panlong town. It is located in the holy dragon mountains a hundred miles away. The cultivation has reached their level. The distance of a hundred miles is only half an hour. Standing on the clouds and overlooking the continuous mountains below, it is green and hurried. The Aura here is so abundant, There is even a faint smell of grass in the air. There are mountains and water, beautiful mountains and rivers and pleasant scenery. It is really a good place.

I think this is the Shenglong mountain range. In the middle of the mountain range stands a mountain peak up to hundreds of meters. The mountain wall is ambiguous, black and white, as if carved by a sword. Such uncanny workmanship makes people feel disappointed. Qin Feng has seen it for the first time in his life.

After a pause, Tan Qianqiu looked at long and said, "brother long, let's start?"

At a glance, the two nodded to each other. Tan Qianqiu cheered. For a time, the wind was blowing hard and the dust was everywhere. The mountain in front of him suddenly shook up at the moment, as if a landslide had occurred. The dragon was unwilling to fall behind. He suddenly stamped his feet. The dust on the ground was seven feet high. With a wave of his sleeves, the dust dispersed.

As like as two peas of the dragon's Shrine, the two sides of Tan Qianqiu's and his dragons put their left and right hands on the groove.

Suddenly, a rainbow flashed, and the mountain in front of me shook violently at this time, and countless stones fell.

The crisp sound of "click" is melodious to the ear. A gap is slowly opened from bottom to top. With the dust dispersing with the wind, a simple stone gate with a sense of the times appears in front of everyone.

This lively and vigorous flourishes in calligraphy and sculpture as like as two peas in the middle of Shimen. The most beautiful part is a groove with the same groove. It is exactly like the previous groove. The Taiji eight diagrams show that yin and yang are mutually compatible. The two points are left and right, and only two of Tan Qianqiu and dragon have taken out a round bead.

After pouring into the groove corresponding to its color, there was a creak in the door. I think the two black-and-white beads are the key to open the door of the holy dragon mausoleum.

The stone gate slowly opened, and a breath of ancient vicissitudes came face-to-face, waving his sleeves. Qin Feng took the lead to go in. The owners of Tan Long's two families followed Qin Feng closely behind them with their high-level family members.

The mausoleum covers a huge area, but it looks more like a square. Unlike the mausoleum of the general strong, there are not so many secret organs, nor so many small access doors. It is just an empty square.

There was nothing around, but in the middle, there stood an altar. At the four corners below the altar stood a Dragon Statue. The altar was also very empty. There was nothing and nothing to see.

In my imagination, there should be countless treasures in the holy dragon mausoleum, and genius earth treasures can be seen everywhere. But now Qin Feng sees nothing but emptiness and solitude. It looks cold and very different from what he imagined.

But sometimes, what his eyes see is not necessarily true. Qin Feng also understands this truth. Take a deep breath. Qin Feng walks carefully towards the altar in the middle of his eyes.

Seeing this, long Ning and the tan brothers couldn't help shouting and wanted to follow, but they were pulled by their families.

"Only the inheritor can enter the holy dragon's mausoleum. We just stand here and don't move. He needs to find everything else in person." he patted Tan long on the shoulder and Tan Qianqiu said.

Hearing the speech, Tan long and Tan Ming brothers had to stand in place and wait. At this time, they were still worried about Qin Feng. After all, who knows if something will happen suddenly, and it looks so strange here. What if something happens?

Therefore, they can only continue to pray for Qin Feng from the bottom of their hearts, pray that there will be no imagined bad things, and pray that Qin Feng can inherit smoothly, safely and safely.

The sight returned to Qin Feng. At this moment, Qin Feng had come to the altar, which was empty. When Qin Feng wanted to look around, suddenly, the Dragon statue standing on the four corners below the altar turned by itself.