Dragon Sword God

Chapter 1208 The Third Choice
As soon as Xuanyuan Qingxuan heard Xiang Hao say that the death monument might be in the Palace of the King of Qin, she knew that Xiang Hao must go to the Palace of the King of Qin.

"Go as you want, but we have to be careful, if anything goes wrong, we have to leave immediately." Xuanyuan Qingxuan said.

"I understand." Xiang Hao smiled and said, "I will never let my two babies get hurt."

"Hmph, it's good to know." Xuanyuan Qingxuan hummed softly.

Walking on the old but gloomy broad street, the three of Xiang Hao felt inexplicably shrouded in yin energy.

The people who come and go around are all special people who are lifeless. They seem to be numb and expressionless!

Half a moment later, Xiang Hao and his two daughters arrived in front of King Qin's palace.

The Qinwang Palace is black in color, occupies a large area and is heavily guarded.

The arrival of the three quickly attracted the attention of the gatekeepers.

"What are you doing here?" The burly man's eyes sparkled. The guard was also lifeless, but he was different from those expressionless people on the street.

"We want to see Lord Qin Wang." Xiang Hao said.

"Master Qin, is it that you can see him whenever you want? Even if the three of you are immortals, you don't have such a privilege." The burly man said seriously.

"That's right, King Qin has so many things to do every day, how can he have time to see them." Another guard murmured.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Please inform me, I want to discuss the matter of the Tianbei with King Qin." Xiang Hao smiled.

"Sky Monument?" The burly man's eyes changed.

Immediately afterwards, the burly man's expression became more respectful, and he said in a deep voice: "You three, wait a moment, the villain will go and inform Lord Qin Wang."

The burly man turned around and ran into the Palace of King Qin, while Xiang Hao waited patiently outside.

After a while, the burly man ran out and said with a smile: "King Qin agrees with you to go in, the three of you please follow me."

"Okay, thank you!" Xiang Hao said with a smile.

The burly man led Xiang Hao and the three of them into the Palace of the King of Qin and stepped on a long corridor.

On both sides of the aisle, there is a black statue every ten feet. The statues are different, and none of the statues is normal.

Some statues are humanoid, but they either have three eyes, or have three heads and six arms.

The only thing they have in common is that they are all vicious, with strange powers.

Xiang Hao felt a chill down his spine, as if these statues were spiritual, staring at him.

At the same time, Xiaoqing and Xuanyuan Qingxuan also felt this way.

Xiang Hao was really a little hairy, staring at a humanoid statue with three heads and six arms, released his consciousness, and penetrated into the statue.

Boom boom, boom boom.

As soon as Xiang Hao penetrated his spiritual sense, he heard a strong heartbeat.

And inside the statue, the power of life surges...

"living."

Xiang Hao was horrified.

Why are living creatures made into statues?
Since they are living creatures, why are these weird statues willing to be statues?
Xiang Hao was puzzled and shocked at the same time!
If nothing else, these are the masterpieces of King Qin!

A person who can make a living person into a statue, Xiang Hao can't regard him as a good person anyway.

Xiang Hao didn't tell Xuanyuan Qingxuan and Xiaoqing about this, for fear that the two girls would be scared.

"How far is it?" Xiang Hao asked.

The burly man turned his head and smiled, and said, "Just finish this path."

"En." Xiang Hao said lightly.

This road is very long, actually as long as a mile.

This is exaggerated, and it is enough to show the grandeur of the Qin Palace.

After walking the long road, black palaces appeared in front of my eyes, and Yin soldiers stood neatly and orderly on the aisles of all sizes, with extraordinary momentum.

The burly man led Xiang Hao and the three of them outside a palace in the middle, and said solemnly: "Lord Qin Wang is inside, the three of you please come in."

"Okay, I'm sorry." Xiang Hao said.

Afterwards, the three of Xiang Hao walked into the palace with some apprehension.

After stepping into the hall, an extremely cold gaze swept over Xiang Hao and the three of them.

Xiang Hao looked up and saw a man standing in front of him with a height of two feet. His black hair was loose and he was wearing a silver battle armor.

There is no doubt that the terrifyingly tall man in front of him is King Qin.

"Are you from the human world?" King Qin said, his voice was like thunder, dull and depressing.

King Qin's question made Xiang Hao feel strange.

Could it be that this place is really hell?

"We are indeed from the outside world." Xiang Hao replied.

"I heard that you want to talk about the monument, so tell me." King Qin turned around, with his hands behind his back, staring at the palace wall.

On the walls of the temple, there are strange portraits.

The paintings on the portraits depict all living beings being subjected to major crimes such as frying, pulling out their tongues, and dismembering their corpses.

"Is the Death Monument somewhere in your palace?" Xiang Hao asked.

"You want to take the Death Tablet?" King Qin turned around abruptly, his black pupils suddenly turned blood red, revealing evil spirit.

Xiang Hao was shocked in his heart, but on the face he was very calm, and said slowly: "I don't want to take it away, I just want to watch it."

"About 5000 years ago, an old guy who claimed to be the Xuanyuan God Clan came to me. Like you said, I gave him two choices. Do you want to know which choice?" King Qin's mouth curled into a cold smile. .

"Please clarify." Xiang Hao said, and at the same time, he reached out his hand seemingly naturally, and held Xuanyuan Qingxuan who was a little excited.

Seeing that Xiang Hao didn't seem to be afraid, King Qin was slightly surprised, and then said: "I see that old guy is not weak, so the first choice for him is to let him stay as the master of the cold prison, but he has to melt away." Full of vitality, if he agrees, I can decide to let him observe and understand the death monument."

"What about the second choice?" Xiang Hao asked lightly.

He knew that the ancestors of the Xuanyuan God Clan must have not agreed, otherwise they would not have escaped from the desert of hell.

"The second option is that I forcibly keep him and raise his corpse to raise the Tianbei. But that old guy has some skills, so he escaped in the end." King Qin sneered.

Xiang Hao fell silent after hearing this.

As for Xuanyuan Qingxuan and Xiaoqing's faces turned pale, it was hard to guess what King Qin was thinking, but it was by no means a good thing.

King Qin stared at Xiang Hao, and said coldly, "Since you want to see the stele, these two options are also for you."

"Can I not choose?" Xiang Hao smiled.

"You have no choice." King Qin's eyes were blood red: "If you follow my will, you will live forever. If you go against my will, you will suffer from the eight cold hells."

"Before making a choice, I want to ask King Qin a question." Xiang Hao said seriously.

"Oh?" King Qin stepped forward slightly, causing the hall to shake: "I'll give you a chance to ask!"

After Xiang Hao took a deep breath, he said solemnly: "Can anyone understand the secret of the Death Tablet?"

"What do you want to say? What's the secret of the Death Monument?" King Qin's eyes lit up.

"There is a mystery of longevity in the death monument. This mystery is not to make people live without life, but to live forever between heaven and earth with flesh and blood."

"Really?" Qin Wang smiled: "Well, you go to study."

"Really?" Xiang Hao was overjoyed.

"Seriously." King Qin raised his hand, and suddenly a portrait of the cold prison floated down from the palace wall.

Immediately afterwards, Xuanyuan Qingxuan and Xiaoqing inexplicably turned into two rays of light, which landed on the portrait.

Xiang Hao's eyes narrowed, and he saw that Xuanyuan Qingxuan and Xiaoqing had turned into two people in the portrait, as if they had become part of the painting.

"This is the third choice for you. You only have three days to comprehend it." King Qin smiled.

(End of this chapter)