There was no one on the altar.

Tang Long and others came up without any obstruction.

"Running?"

Listening to Tang Long murmur, Jiang Yan asked in confusion: "What happened to you?"

Tang Long looked at her, shrugged and said, "Why did you come for?"

"We? We came to capture the fox fairy... Are you saying that the fox fairy ran away?" Jiang Yan asked with wide eyes.

As for whether they came to capture the "Fox Fairy", let this matter be aside. Just these people are actually having problems.

Mingcui's grandfather's diary contains detailed records about the "Ancient Temple", but Mingcui has not told anyone, including Jiang Yan. However, Jiang Yan and others do not find it very strange, and they are even hostile to her. Is there no reason for this?

Looking at the downward entrance in the center of the altar, Tang Long shouted Mingcui over and asked, "How deep is this place and the lower level?"

Mingcui frowned and said, "How could I know!"

"You don't know?" Tang Long looked at her.

Mingcui shook her head: "Yes, I don't know!"

Tang Long said: "Then is there any record in your grandfather's diary?"

"No!" Mingcui said without even thinking about it, "My grandfather's diary only says that the "Yellow Spring" below, and there is a large underground river with floating coffins above the river, and the ancient gods are buried in the coffin."

Sudden,

Tang Long raised his head, glanced around his eyes and said, "Huangquan? Then you can't go down!"

"Why can't you go down?" Jiang Yan asked with a frown.

Tang Long smiled and said, "Since ancient times, there has been no return to the road to the underworld. Haven't you heard of it?"

"The blood of the ancient god is golden!" Mingcui bit her lips and said softly.

When everyone heard this, their faces changed.

Only Tang Long's face did not change much, and he said as if nothing had happened: "The blood of gold, the temple of ancient gods, and the monument of the mountain, isn't interesting! Are you right?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Tang Long spoke to the air!

"It's true that this entrance leads to the underground. There may be a huge river below, but it's unknown whether there are ancient gods or golden blood!"

Tang Long finished speaking with a smile, looking up at his head!

A hundred meters above the altitude, there are several ropes leading to all directions, and wherever there is a hanging coffin.

Go up!

It turned out to be a face, an extremely huge human face, looking down from the air, smiling at everyone.

"There are naturally Buddhas in the temple. No matter who worships, it will always exist, right?" Tang Long raised his head and spoke calmly.

Ancient God!

In heaven!

The huge face of a god is lifelike and carved. It is so large that the project volume can be imagined. I don’t know who carved it. It is a miracle.

"There is a hanging coffin there!"

"How is that possible!"

Mingcui widened her eyes and said stutteringly: "I, my grandfather's diary, do not record..."

"Have you really read the diary written by my grandfather?" Tang Long smiled and asked back.

Mingcui said angrily: "Of course I see..." Then his face became surprised, as if he had thought of something incredible.

Tang Long laughed and said, "There is no 'grandfather' at all. The things you remember are just what others instilled into your mind. It is difficult for people to distinguish between true and false."

Mingcui's face was pale and she didn't say anything.

"Come out!" Tang Long looked at the left edge of the altar.

It's strange that on the originally huge and empty altar, after Tang Long finished speaking, it seemed that the scene changed.

The rags were everywhere, and the originally clean and tidy stone slabs were covered with thick dust.

And many individuals were lying on the ground, screaming, dressing and weapons scattered around them all proved that they were all modern people!

The gunshot just now were made by them!

He was 1.7 meters tall, but had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and a strange creature with a tail behind him, his eyes were standing there staring at them.

"Are you that fox fairy?" Tang Long smiled at the other party and asked.

“How did you promise last time?”

The pointed-mouthed monkey-cheeked creature had a hoarse voice, staring at Tang Long and asked.

Tang Long grabbed his head and smiled and said, "I didn't want to come again, but many things are involuntarily due to fate. Just like you, you always want to go out, but you can't let go of the things in the ancient temple. You can only stay here, we have no choice!"

Seeing that the other party did not answer, Tang Long continued to ask: "There is news about 'Golden Blood' in the ancient temple. You released it, why?"

"Blood sacrifices to the gods, living things are needed here!" the monster replied coldly.

Everyone felt a chill behind their backs, and the temperature around seemed to be falling!

"Is there really golden blood here?" Tang Long blinked and asked curiously.

The monster raised his hand, or claws, pointed at it and said, "The coffin hanging above is hung, the body of the ancient god, the blood of gold!"

"Why didn't these people eat spiders?" Tang Long looked at the people lying scattered at his feet and asked curiously.

"It's dead, and it doesn't work much. You need to bleed alive to awaken the ancient god!"

The monster cooperated, and it answered whatever Tang Long asked.

Tang Long nodded and said, "What's going on with the mountain-Zhenzhen Monument outside?"

"The Zhenshan Monument suppressed the hill below. After the Zhenshan Monument was destroyed, it will collapse soon!" The monster's eyes flashed with a faint light.

"The ancient god above is still possible to survive?" Tang Long frowned.

"Three thousand miles apart, the world will be ruled by it!"

"hehe!"

Tang Long smiled lazyly, shook his head and said, "I don't believe it!"

The monster said: "Originally, I could have awakened the ancient god last time, but someone was disrupted. But this time, it must be possible!"

"You're not a monster!"

Tang Long shook his head, put away his smile and said, "When the word "Little Ghost" came here, he found a very strange creature that looked like a mountain fox. He could walk half-upright, was huge, and had powerful magnetic field electric waves, or mental power. If I hadn't speculated wrongly, these creatures would feed on human-handed spiders, so they would have such ability.

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The reason why you cannot leave the ancient temple is because without the "human hand spider" to eat, you will die, or your body or ability will deteriorate. This is the fundamental reason.

As for the release of the "golden blood", it is probably because you have thought of some good solutions. New experimental subjects are needed for experiments.

Hum? Ninja?

Those ninjas were also summoned by you on purpose by bait. You want to re-carve the monument through them, but you don’t want the ancient temple to be destroyed.

If the golden blood really exists, then you have lived for at least a hundred years... Hehe, in such an environment, it is not easy to survive for such a life that is neither human nor ghost, right?"

The monster was silent, and saw a shocked expression on its face!

"Last time I came, you actually wanted to keep us, but why did you let us go? It's because you are afraid of bad things about you, because you or you have already arranged this situation a long time ago.

The Huanyang grass exists. If you want me to attract you to the Huanyang grass... do you want me to go up and open the hanging coffin and help you get the golden blood?"

Tang Long communicated with these, and his smile on his face calmed down: "Yang Zetian has been here for a long time and has seen you. The Yang family can rise so quickly, and you are also helping the fire. Yang Zetian is a chess piece, and I am also a chess piece. Yang Zetian is so calculating!"

Smack sex!

There was applause in the darkness.

Yang Zetian slowly walked out of the shadow, looked at Tang Long charmingly, and said with a smile: "The Tiger of the World, the Crazy Dragon of China, is indeed well-known. How do you know that I am the one who controls it?"

"Because you have the scent of the words on your body!"

Tang Long rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "Is it worth it to pay such a big deal to take care of his own brother?"

"Is it worth it? Haha, please take back the word "Da". What else in the world is more attractive than immortality? Besides, who told you that General Yang is my brother?" Yang Zetian asked with a smile.

Tang Long frowned: "General Yang Wu is not your younger brother, is it still your son?"

"Hehe, it's so smart!"

Yang Zetian chuckled and said, "The General Yang is my son. Do you know how long I have lived this year? I am 130 years old. Look at me, how young and energetic."

As he said that, he licked his lips, and a cruelty appeared on the corner of his mouth: "But this body cannot be immortal. My heart is no longer good, it needs to be replaced. I need a healthier and more energetic young heart."

All problems will be solved easily.

This is also the reason why the sheep general actually lost his heart.

"The tiger poison does not eat any of you. You are really inferior to a beast." Tang Long couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.
To be continued...