Previously, the ancient castle that Liu Lang entered had completely collapsed, and not only the ancient castle had collapsed, but the entire mountain seemed to be undergoing drastic changes.

"My Holy Stairs!"

Liu Lang swept it again, and found that under the cover of the flowers on the other side, the steps covered with holy patterns were also shattering one after another, and before, he still wanted to dig up these steps and make a lot of money.

Liu Lang wanted to go down to rescue him, but the speed at which the steps shattered was too fast and it was too late. Tens of thousands of steps turned into stone chips in an instant.

That's a suspicious holy pattern, and there are so many.

Liu Lang's intestines almost regretted it.

Just as he was beating his chest, Liu Lang's gaze suddenly froze, because, with the collapse of the ancient castle and steps, the entire sacred mountain seemed to be stripped to a shell, and the real situation inside was finally revealed.

"It's all corpses!"

When all the gravel slid down, Liu Lang looked at the new sacred mountain in front of him, dumbfounded.

Perhaps, it should no longer be called a sacred mountain, but a mountain of corpses.

The entire surface of the mountain is densely covered with bones. Visually, there are tens of thousands, the key is that this is only visible on the surface, if the inside of the mountain is also full of bones, then it is impossible to calculate.

And judging from the preservation of the bones, the cultivation of these people before their lives is probably all above the fairyland.

"No wonder, flowers grow here. The mystery in Liu Lang's heart was solved in an instant.

The flower on the other side uses dead qi as nourishment, and it cannot grow in places that lack dead qi, and the corpse of the mountain just provides enough dead qi, but it was covered by the holy steps before, and Liu Lang didn't notice it.

This doubt was solved, but then there were new questions.

"Where did these corpses come from, and who were they when they were alive? It stands to reason that if it is a cultivation above the Immortal Realm, even if it dies, it should be buried in the Heavenly Realm. What's more, the immortal realm cultivators sat down normally, leaving behind relics, not bones, and nine out of nine of these people who died on the sacred mountain were killed by people. ”

Thinking of this, Liu Lang couldn't help but feel a chill behind his back.

"Could it be that what Eric said before is true, this is the burial ground of the ancestors of the blood clan?" Liu Lang secretly guessed.

According to the common saying of the heavenly court, the blood clan led by Odin disappeared overnight and returned to the outside world, but Eric said that his ancestors encountered a strong man and were slaughtered overnight, leaving only some descendants of the blood clan below the gods.

Judging from the scene in front of him, it is obvious that Eric's statement is more credible.

However, Odin was the best of the Heavenly Venerables back then, and the rest of the blood clan was also extremely strong, otherwise, he would not dare to argue with the Heavenly Court and dream of unifying the Three Realms.

Who else has the strength to wipe out the blood clan overnight?

The Holy Lord is strong?

Liu Lang always felt that this possibility was too small.

"August!" Just as Liu Lang was thinking wildly, a figure suddenly slipped into Liu Lang's field of vision, and that figure was Auguste.

Liu Lang thought that August had been crushed to death by those falling boulders, but he didn't expect that this guy was alive and well, really good people don't live long, and bad people live for thousands of years.

At the same time that Liu Lang discovered August, August, who was standing on the ruins of the ancient castle, also found Liu Lang suspended in the air.

Without waiting for Liu Lang to make a move, August jumped forward, and the next moment, he disappeared directly.

"Hmm, is there still a way for the blood clan to be invisible?" Liu Lang's face suddenly became gloomy.

With doubts, flying to the place where August disappeared, Liu Lang looked down and immediately understood what was going on, in the center of the ruins of the ancient castle, a black hole appeared.

The entrance of the cave is not big, it can only accommodate one person to pass through, in the ruins, it is not conspicuous, and the most important thing is that the divine sense penetrates into it, and it will lose contact in an instant, so Liu Lang did not find it.

"This should be August and Eric, the root of the opposite!" Liu Lang immediately made a judgment.

On the mountain outside, the bones scattered are probably also an appetizer, and inside this cave is the tomb of the real ancestor of the blood clan.

"No matter what, I have to go down and have a look!" Before Eric died, Liu Lang had already promised to sword Auguste, not to mention, the blood clan was very prosperous back then, and there may be a lot of good things in the tomb, before, the holy pattern on the steps has been proved from the side that the specifications of this tomb are very high, maybe Odin's body is inside.

Even if there is a certain amount of risk, it is worth taking.

Thinking of this, Liu Lang flew into the black hole.

As soon as he entered the hole, Liu Lang felt a huge suction, and even though he struggled to resist, his body still fell down rapidly, and this situation lasted for a full minute.

Liu Lang's feet finally stepped on the ground.

"Bang ......"

After falling like a cannonball, a large cloud of dust suddenly shook up on his body, and when the dust cleared, Liu Lang's vision finally broadened.

"How can the space inside this mountain be so huge!" Liu Lang muttered as he glanced around.

The sacred mountain where the castle is located, from the outside, is only relatively high, and the area is actually not large, but the inside is endless, just like a small world.

"This is not a real mountain, but it is arranged with a spatial formation, or even a spatial holy pattern. After coming to such a conclusion, Liu Lang himself was surprised.

The place where he stands should be the edge of this mountain world.

"There are footprints! After a careful observation for a while, Liu Lang quickly found clues, he jumped up, wanting to fly in the sky and pursue Auguste.

But I found that I couldn't fly at all, even if I called out the Hot Wheels, it still didn't work, and inside this sacred mountain, it seemed to be a natural no-fly zone, and even my divine consciousness was greatly affected, and it was difficult to release it too far.

"I can only run!"

This strange situation made Liu Lang vigilant, but once he came, he was safe, and he couldn't just quit like this, and now he can't fly, and he can't retreat if he wants to.

Therefore, Liu Lang could only follow the footprints and run towards the center of the inner world of the gods.

The world of Yamauchi was empty, and there was nothing of value along the way except for a few stones. This inevitably made Liu Lang a little disappointed, he originally thought that the tomb of the ancestors of the blood clan would be full of treasures.

"That's?"

After running for about half an hour, Liu Lang didn't see Auguste's shadow, but when he looked up, Liu Lang suddenly found that a stone mountain hundreds of zhang high appeared in front of him.

And on the top of the stone mountain, there is a huge sarcophagus, pulled by nine iron cables, hanging in the air, and from afar, you can feel a terrifying aura, which makes people a little breathless.

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