The sermon begins with the dragon and the horse

Chapter 89 Did I finally pass away?

The vast underground palace, with no end in sight, was silent.

"Tap..."

One man, one horse and one dog didn't stop, they walked towards the source of the dragon energy, and there were footsteps in the open ground.

"Wang, the aura of Shenyuan is just ahead."

With a "whoosh", the Black Emperor rushed towards the distance and disappeared in a flash.

"Fortunate life is immeasurable, and the poor will go." Duan De followed closely.

"These two guys are so simple! Wait for me!" Shen Ma hurriedly chased after them.

They walked through one stone palace after another, and ran for tens of miles, but they did not reach the source of the dragon energy. The ancient underground palace seemed to have no end.

The deeper you go into the underground palace, the more you can feel the vastness of the dragon energy, and the breath of the god source is constantly leaking out.The place where the big black dog was rushing to was the source of the dragon aura and divine aura.

The underground palace is so big that there is no limit. I don't know how long I have been running, but one man, one horse and one dog finally stopped.

A huge abyss lies ahead, and the bottom is as dark as ink, and it is impossible to see the bottom, which makes people feel a little hairy.

Such a big abyss is jaw-dropping, and the underground palace behind it seems to stand on a cliff.

The Black Emperor stood at the forefront, staring into the abyss.

There is no way to go any further. Dragon energy and the breath of Shenyuan surge up from the bottom of the abyss, and a few particles of Shenyuan fly out from time to time, full of mystery and strangeness.

Such a vast abyss, like a bottomless pit, seems to be able to swallow people's minds and sink them into it.

"This is a burial place for immortals. It is even more terrifying than the real dragon's nirvana. It must be an ancient dragon's nest. There are probably immortal treasures in it!"

Duan De looked at the landscape with the source technique, his excited eyes narrowed, his fat body trembling.

He paused, and said in shock: "This is more than the power of the real dragon's nirvana. Could it be said that such a terrain is recorded in the Yuantian Book..."

"Dragon's Nest." Shen Ma took Duan De's words: "Self-generated dragon veins, numerous in number, have reached a qualitative change, and can breed real dragons. Before the endless years, it is likely to be the lair of real dragons."

"Real dragon meat, is it delicious?" Hei Huang couldn't help drooling, and looked up at the dragon horse, his eyes were shining.

Suddenly, the dragon energy surged from the bottom of the abyss, rushing up like a tide, there was a little sparkle at the bottom, and then it became brighter and brighter, and it kept rising.

"Wang, isn't it some kind of terrifying creature?" The Black Emperor froze, unable to calm down.

"It turned out to be an ice palace!" Duan De looked into the abyss.

A glittering and translucent ice palace was propelled by the dragon energy, slowly emerged from the abyss, and displayed in front of it!

It is not very big, only the size of a house, but its shape is very similar to a palace. Although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.

"This is…"

The Black Emperor was terrified, and saw the three characters engraved on the ice palace: "Underworld Palace?!
Isn't this the name of the former lord of the ice field, the holy place that disappeared in the dark turmoil? ! "

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that there was a woman lying in the crystal clear ice palace!
She was lying quietly inside, her body was covered by white gauze, her skin was icy and her bones were icy, her black hair blocked most of her face, making it hard to see clearly.

"She's not still alive, is she?" The Black Emperor was in shock.

"It's gone, but it's uncertain whether it will become a Yin god?" Duan De said gloomyly.

"Wow..." The black emperor's dog hair exploded, ready to run away at any time.

"It's very possible, but don't be afraid, it's over [-] to [-], even the emperor is dead!

What's more, it is not so easy to form a yin god. The dragon spirit is at its peak here, and it is as difficult as climbing to the sky to transform a yin god. " Shen Ma laughed.

"Fatty, what do you think of this ice palace?" Shen Ma asked.

"It is rumored that the Jiang family's invincible god king wiped down the endless towering snow-capped mountains with extreme weapons, and only their female saint escaped from the ancient holy land of the Underworld Palace, and the corpse inside should be her.

This palace is a place of healing. Look at the dao patterns above, which continuously transform the vast dragon energy to nourish the corpse in the palace.

But obviously, the female saint died in the end, probably suffering from an incurable wound.The specifics still need to go in and find out. "Duan De analyzed.

"There is a powerful formation above, so it's not easy to do it. In case it touches the taboo here..." Heihuang said in a condensed voice.

"Hey, the supernatural powers and magic sources of this Underworld Palace are rare, and I'm afraid it will be hard to see the light of day..." Shen Ma sighed at the side.

Heihuang's face was cloudy and uncertain, he gritted his teeth: "It's done!"

Suddenly, the eruption of dragon energy stopped abruptly, and the Underworld Palace also lost its motivation to rise up, and slowly sank down, about to return to the abyss!
"Go, follow. Since the Ice Palace is safe here, there shouldn't be too much danger here." Shen Ma urged.

"The coffin is coming!"

A man, a horse, and a dog stepped on the coffin, and slowly approached the Underworld Palace, ready to break the restriction.

It gets darker as you go down, and you can't see your fingers when you reach the back. Fortunately, their spiritual sense is very strong and they can perceive the surrounding scenery.

On the wall of the abyss, there are obvious traces of knives and axes, which were probably excavated in ancient times.

The black coffin floated up and down with the Ice and Snow Palace, and was constantly propelled by the raging dragon energy. One man, one horse and one dog concentrated on studying the restrictions of the Ice and Snow Palace.

Three days later, they finally untied the last layer of restriction and walked into the ice palace.

In the palace, all the items seem to be made of ice, crystal clear and full of a dreamy color.

There is an ice bed in the center of the palace, and the woman on it has black hair, calm and serene, and has the posture of overwhelming the country and the city.

Dressed in white.

Sheng Xue.

A wisp of hair.

Like a curtain.

A hint of fragrance, intoxicating.

The female corpse was right in front of his eyes, even Fatty Duan, whose heart was like a moon shining in the sky, couldn't help but take a deep look, the rest was nothing but amazement.

"I seem to have seen her eyelashes move!" Heihuang shuddered, his heart trembling.

"Old Hei, don't be surprised and scare yourself." Shen Ma scolded.

"It's not like, it's true!" Duan De said in a deep voice with a flicker of light between his brows.

"Wang, why don't you run quickly, if something happens, we will all die." Heihuang groaned, and hurriedly backed away.

"Huh?! Is it because of the dragon's energy? The soul is dead, leaving only the body. It seems that it has been nourished by the dragon's energy for tens of thousands of years, and has produced a trace of spirituality. It's incredible!" Like a light, look directly at the essence.

"Hiss, it's no wonder that the corpse can remain immortal all the year round? Given time, it might be able to return against the sky." The Black Emperor was horrified.

"Returning against the sky, the hope is slim. There is a slight possibility of giving birth to a soul that is not a flower, nor a fog." Shen Ma shook his head and sighed. It is difficult for the emperor to come back to life.
"Look, what is she clutching in the palm of her hand?" Duan Dehui's eyes were like torches, and he flicked it lightly, and a jade Jianjian appeared in front of his eyes.

"Ghost...Ghost!" Heihuang screamed, his face was dyed in different colors, one was red and the other was blue, and he rushed out like a black lightning bolt. .

"Wuliang f*ck... blah!" Shen Ma was as startled as a full moon child listening to a thunderbolt, groaning and rushing out.

"You two bastards, don't act. Daoist, I didn't scare you too much... Wu Wuliang fucking..." Duan De seemed to have encountered some kind of horror, his limbs trembled, and he backed up again and again.

The originally calm and serene female corpse on the ice bed suddenly opened her eyes, staring straight at Fatty Duan...

"Swish"

Duan De made a rapid 360-degree Thomas spin, and flew out like an angry bird, with blood on his body, like a burning man of fire.

"Dahei, Brother Shen, wait for me!" Fatty Duan shouted anxiously from behind.

However, Hei Huang and Shen Ma were even faster.

After a while, one person, one horse and one dog all looked back, but there was no movement at all!

"Wang, what happened?" Heihuang asked puzzled.

"It seems that nothing happened, was it an illusion just now?" Shen Ma was also very confused.

"How about we go back and take a look?" Fatty Duan suggested.

One person, one horse and one dog looked at each other in blank dismay, remained silent for a while, and finally couldn't bear the temptation of curiosity, and approached the Underworld Palace cautiously.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, a sigh came from the Underworld Palace, as if it came from ancient times, with endless sadness and a sense of vicissitudes.

"Did I pass away after all?" In that ice palace, a little light flickered on and off.

All the scenes in the palace are prehistoric scenes, with blood and bones emerging.

An old and mechanical voice drifted through the ages, it was a ray of obsession.

I saw that female corpse turned into dots of fluorescent light, like stars in the night sky, gradually dimming and disappearing.

"I didn't expect that the last ray of obsession was left, it's incredible!" Duan De sighed.

"Wang, fat man, quickly take out the jade slips you got earlier?" Heihuang said.

"What the hell, don't call me when you're in danger, and you'll be the first one to run away, so you're ashamed to speak up!" Duan De looked displeased.

"Ahem, it's all a misunderstanding, everything is God's will!" Heihuang coughed a few times and said with a sneer.

After some haggling, Duan De still shared the jade slip, which contained an article "The Art of the Underworld God" that could be cultivated to the stage of a saint. As for the Underworld Palace, Duan Fatty took it.

"This "Underworld Jue" is not like the human race's exercises, but rather like it was practiced by the ancient people. Could it be that the Underworld Palace was established by the ancient people? No wonder the Jiang family god king would mention the dark turmoil seven to eighty thousand years ago. The emperor's army destroyed this place." Duan De said in a deep voice.

"Although it is a practice practiced by the ancient people, it is still very useful for reference." Shen Ma laughed.

"Fatty man, be careful of that female corpse who sleeps in the middle of the night chatting with you." Heihuang said angrily, although he didn't want this dead man's palace, he still wanted to hit Fatty Duan.

"Hehe, Daoist, I have a strong body and a strong will, and I am not afraid of ghosts and ghosts." Duan De looked proud.

"Humph…"

"These two treasures, there is no one else." Shen Ma shook his head, and when he saw the ice palace, he couldn't help but think of the female corpse, and his heart shuddered.

"Let's go, the real treasure is still under the abyss!"

One person, one horse and one dog jumped down and headed for Wanlong's nest. Opportunities and risks coexist, and they want to give it a go.

"1000 meters, 2000 meters, 3000 meters..."

(End of this chapter)