"Don't make such jokes in the future."

Feng Lin shook his head gently and walked inside.

Bai Wu followed Feng Lin.

Stepping into the palace, the light was much darker.

However, there are some formations on the walls and stone pillars.

The formation flashed with a faint white light.

At least you can see the surrounding pattern clearly.

"Since you have been in here, do you know the secret of this palace?"

Feng Lin looked around slowly and asked.

"I know, this was once the place where the Shura tribe lived."

Bai Wu explained calmly, "There is an adult enshrined here."

"who?"

Feng Lin asked.

"Prince Regent, there is a piano solo."

Bai Wu glanced at Feng Lin and said.

"Regent? Whose king is regent? The Shura clan or the Jiuli clan?"

Feng Lin frowned.

This kind of official position existed in ancient times, both in China and abroad.

The lowest level is below one person and above ten thousand people.

High-ranking regent.

Even the king is just a doll in his hands.

"He is the king of the Shura clan. There is no need for that. He will naturally be the king of the Jiuli clan."

Bai Wu explained, "He is a hybrid of the Jiuli royal family and the Shura royal family. He is the leader of the Jiuli clan in the post-Chiyou era."

"The post-Chi You era? Is it after Chi You's death?" Feng Lin asked strangely.

"It should be, but it's been so long that I can't tell the specific time."

Bai Wu shook his head slightly, "Perhaps people from the Jiuli tribe should have heard of it."

"Two Jiuli tribe came in this time, and they are both big shots."

Feng Lin said with a smile.

"Really? Then there will be a good show."

Bai Wu's poker face, which had always been expressionless, suddenly raised the corners of his mouth.

Boom!

Boom!

…

Suddenly, there was a strong vibration in the distance, which continued continuously.

Someone is obviously fighting.

Feng Lin immediately said: "Let's go over and take a look."

Bai Wu nodded.

The two of them sped up and rushed to the place where people gathered in front.

After arriving here, many skeleton soldiers appeared in the distance of Feng Lin.

What is surprising is that these skeleton soldiers are all wearing Jiuli tribe's battle armor.

Their eyes are glowing red, and they are fighting against the intruders.

"Is this a formation?"

Feng Lin looked back at Bai Wu.

"Yes! But this is an attack formation, and all the wounds are real."
Chapter completed!