Godly Dragon Guard

The golden flames were just a mimetic form of a tiny amount of Pangu's divine power condensed together. The energy burst out was extremely powerful and pure, even causing the space around the fingertips to twist and vibrate.

"Sure enough, it is the remaining divine power of the Great God Pangu!"

Jin Yan Qilin was so shocked that he immediately knelt down in front of Shen Lang and said respectfully: "The humble guard has seen the descendant! He didn't know the descendant's identity before, so he committed a crime with his words and deeds. I hope the descendant will forgive me!"

Seeing that Jin Yan Qilin suddenly became so polite, Shen Lang felt a little uncomfortable and said: "Fellow Taoist, there is no need to be polite. Why did you just say that if I were the descendant, you would obey my orders?"

Jin Yan Qilin hurriedly said: "Of course it is! I am the shaman tomb guard who is guarding this place under the order of the tomb guard. The tomb guard has already given instructions, saying that if he meets the person who comes in the prophecy of the emperor, he will be his master. All obey the orders of the one who comes.”

Shen Lang frowned and said, "You don't have to accept me as your master. I just want to know where the tomb guard is now?"

Jin Yanqilin sighed: "The tombkeeper suffered fatal injuries in the battle in Kunxu before his death. He has died in his incarnation, and his bones are still preserved in the altar inside the volcano."

Shen Lang sighed slightly. The catastrophe in Kunxu that year had indeed a great impact. Even the tombkeeper of the Fire Witch Tomb died as a result.

"Since fellow Taoist knows that I am the descendant, I should also know my purpose. I really need fellow Taoist's help now. You only need to take me to the tombstone of the Fire Witch Tomb. I will take the seal on my own when the time comes. Pangu’s remains at the tombstone.”

Shen Lang said seriously.

During the previous battle between the golden-armored demon cultivator and Jin Yan Qilin, he mentioned the teleportation channel. Shen Lang probably guessed that there should be a teleportation channel in the volcano.

Jin Yan Qilin said in a deep voice: "To be honest, there are indeed teleportation channels in the volcano here that can reach most parts of the Fire Witch Tomb, but the central area of ​​the Witch Tomb is still shrouded by an extremely powerful seal, and no living thing can Get into it!”

"The tombstone of the Fire Witch Tomb is in the central area of ​​the Witch Tomb. You cannot enter it through the teleportation channel alone. You must break the powerful seal on the periphery to reach the tombstone."

Shen Lang frowned and asked, "Is there a way to break the seal?"

Jin Yan Qilin said: "The tomb keeper should have left behind a method to break the seal before he died. Your Excellency, please come with me!"

After saying that, the Jin Yan Qilin rolled up a piece of golden flame, wrapped Shen Lang in it, and rushed into the lava lake below.

"Boom boom boom!"

Jin Yan Qilin took Shen Lang all the way down to the bottom of the magma lake.

There is a red stone wall at the bottom of the lake. The stone wall is covered with dense golden runes, which seems to be some kind of powerful restriction.

Jin Yan Qilin muttered something, then opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood essence. The blood essence turned into a mysterious seal and hit the red stone wall.

A golden crack suddenly appeared in the center of the stone wall, and it made a roaring sound, as if it was about to crack.

As Jin Yan Qilin continued to cast spells, the crack in the center of the stone wall slowly opened, like a curtain slowly opening toward both sides, and the gap in the crack turned out to be an independent space.

Jin Yan Qilin and Shen Lang entered this independent space.

The scene changed rapidly, and Shen Lang came to a red cave. The cave walls on both sides were fiery red, and large dark red flames spewed out from the stone crevices above and below his feet.

"Bah!"

The power of cold marrow in Shen Lang's body was activated again, and a layer of ice wall immediately appeared on the surface of the body to resist the high temperature of the outside world.

"here it is?"

Shen Lang looked around with a strange look on his face.

"Master, this is inside the volcano, and the ecology of half of the Fire Witch Tomb is maintained by the immortal stone at the core of the volcano."

As Jin Yan Qilin spoke, he led Shen Lang to the depths of the cave.

The interior of the cave is extremely wide, and there is a huge fairy stone standing above the head. The fairy stone is comparable to a huge mountain!

No wonder there is Chaos Immortal Qi overflowing from the surface of this volcano, and there are indeed Immortal Stones inside.

The bottom of the Immortal Stone is connected to four extremely thick stone pillars, which are connected to the ground. The stone pillars are surging with red energy, shining brightly and darkly, as if they are breathing.

The four stone pillars are responsible for absorbing the energy in the immortal stone and transmitting it to various places in the Witch Tomb through the ground. This formation layout is very similar to the Canglong Mountain in the Wood Witch Tomb.

I saw an altar standing in the center of the four stone pillars.

There was a monk sitting on the altar!

The monk's body had decayed and turned into withered bones. There was also a layer of ink-like airflow surrounding him, and the surrounding space twisted and rotated with this airflow, which was very strange.

"This is……"

Shen Lang's eyes immediately locked onto the corpse of the monk who had been sitting on the altar for a long time.

Jin Yan Qilin explained: "As you can see, the corpse of the monk in the altar is the tombkeeper of the Tomb of the Witch of Fire, and his former owner, the Son of Fire God."

Shen Lang felt relieved. It turned out that this golden unicorn was actually the spiritual beast of the Son of Fire. He had finally asked the right person.

"The gravekeeper suffered the devastation of the curse of time and space during the catastrophe in Kunxu, and died here soon after, leaving only a few last words and a string of rosary beads around his neck."

"The master revealed in his last words that only those who have descended are qualified to enter the Witch Tomb Cemetery. The so-called Witch Tomb Cemetery is the core area of ​​the Witch Tomb shrouded by a powerful seal."

"Except for those who have descended, anyone who breaks into the cemetery without authorization will definitely die! Even if they are as powerful as Dao Ancestor Tianzun, they will never come back!"

Jin Yan Qilin said solemnly.

"Such an exaggeration. Are there any extremely powerful creatures in the cemetery?"

Shen Lang asked curiously.

He found it a bit unbelievable that the Fire Witch Tomb was originally built by the Fire God Son. It was unlikely that there would be a creature in the Witch Tomb that was stronger than the Fire God Son himself.

"I have never been out of this volcano and don't know the truth, but that's what the master said back then." Jin Yan Qilin said frankly.

Shen Lang was too lazy to worry about these things. He just wanted to enter the cemetery early and find the tombstone, and then said: "Let's go back to the previous question. How should Shen remove the seal of the cemetery?"

Jin Yan Qilin raised his front legs, pointed at the string of fiery red beads on the neck of the corpse of the Son of Fire, and said: "The master left a string of beads before his death, saying that they were prepared for the descendants. You may be able to learn from that string of beads." Find the answer.”

"It's just that the curse of time and space still remains in the master's corpse. If you go to get the rosary rashly, I'm afraid there will be considerable danger!" Jin Yan Qilin did not forget to remind Shen Lang.

Shen Lang's pupils shrank. No wonder he had previously felt that the black airflow on the surface of the Vulcan Son's corpse was very strange. It turned out to be a time and space curse!

The curse of time and space is a type of high-level time and space magic. It has strong and weak points, but many of them are extremely vicious and difficult to resist.

If a monk is infected with the curse of time and space, although he will not die instantly, his body and soul will age rapidly. It can take as long as a hundred years or as little as half a stick of incense, and the monk will die as a result.