The light emitted by the two huge golden pupils illuminated Xuan Hao's face.

Two pairs of eyes, one big and one small, looked at each other awkwardly.

This is a huge king squid. Including the tentacles, it is about seventy or eighty meters long. It seems to be resting here. Unexpectedly, something actually ran into its "Gianlu Net".

"What are you looking at? Do you want to fight?"

Xuan Hao lit up his golden eyes and stared at the king squid who surrounded him with tentacles. The king squid in front of him was a subspecies of the dragon clan.

Xuan Hao is now at the location close to Ji Yuan. The flowing veins below make the water temperature here as high as 200 degrees. Only such a dragon subspecies can withstand such high temperatures and move here, otherwise they would have become iron squids.

The body of this king squid was covered with fine dragon scales, and its golden eyes also proved that it was not an ordinary aquatic product.

But Xuan Hao was not panicked. Except for the subspecies such as the ghost-toothed dragon viper that are used by the dragon clan as a "totor tool" that are not afraid of blood suppression, few subspecies of the dragon clan can not be suppressed by him.

Although this king squid is huge, it is just an ordinary aquatic product in his eyes. He now holds a spear in one hand and a bomb in the other. Any one of them can send this big guy back.

As expected, he just glared at him. The king squid suddenly spit out a large piece of ink at him, waving several huge tentacles in a panic.

“…”

After being sprayed with ink on his face, Xuan Hao sighed and continued to descend. Now is not the time to catch aquatic products. At this moment, his attention is on the building that appears at the cracks at the bottom of the water.

It was a tower, a giant tower extending from the extreme abyss. The red magma flowed not far from it. The light illuminated its pitch-black body, and the dense dragon texts were carved on it, proving that it was written by the dragon clan.

"This is Gaotianyuan, right?" Xuan Hao thought to himself and fell in the direction of the giant tower.

Below the giant tower is a majestic city. This giant tower is the center of the city. It is centered on the tower and is adjacent to the long river of magma. It has been immortal for thousands of years. No one knows how long this ancient city has existed here. It is impossible for humans to build such a city in the deep sea of ​​8,600 meters. This is the kingdom of "God".

However, the gods here have long fallen, and the city is no longer as brilliant as in ancient times. Half of the ancient city has been swallowed by the long river of magma, and the other half is left with collapsed ruins. Only the giant tower in the center has stood stubbornly for years, symbolizing the former glory of this kingdom of gods.

Even from this ruin, you can still see the majesty of this country belonging to the dragon. The continuous buildings undulate like the Great Wall and the seabed. The raised mountain roofs are still covered with broken iron-black tiles. The tiles are engraved with cirrus clouds and dragon beasts. Hundreds of meters long metal locks are hung on the four corners of the building. Black wind chimes are hung on the chains. These chains are undulating in the sea current. Thousands of black wind chimes swaying, playing silent music.

"So... were most of the dragon clans in human form at that time?" Xuan Hao stroked the bricks and tiles on the ruins.

Except for that tall tower, all these buildings are in line with the size of humans.

He threw away the sulfur bomb in his hand because this thing was useless.

From the beginning, he probably guessed that there were no god embryos here at all. The reason why he carried a bomb was just afraid of any variables, but now it seems that everything is still the same.

He could clearly feel the shock when he touched the building, which was the sound of his heartbeat.

But it's not just a heartbeat.

In all directions, almost every building has the same heartbeat.

The heartbeat detected by the academy and Japanese branches was not the embryo of the Dragon King at all, but the heartbeats of countless ancient dragon tribes who were sleeping here.

They are ancient gods who have been sleeping here for thousands of years and are now awakened. Countless heartbeats call to resonate with each other, superimposing them like war drums, playing the music of revival.

Praise their return, and the moment they awaken and set foot on land, the kingdom of the dragon will come again.

The whole city was shaking, and layers of waves were rolled up on the magma river. The glory of lava illuminated every corner of the ruins of the entire city. As the entire city trembled violently, millions of lung snails fell off, accompanied by sticky blood. A giant ship was exposed in front of Xuan Hao.

Xuan Hao frowned slightly at the hideous and bloody scene in front of him.

This is the sinking Lenin, but it has no longer looked like it. Its surface is wrapped in countless alien flesh, like a huge egg. However, this egg has long been dead, and it is used as a breeding ground to nurture the sleeping gods here.

It was a bloody revival ceremony, and it has now been completed.

Xuan Hao looked up to the heights, and the direction he was looking at was Japan, and behind him, countless ferocious figures were slowly climbing up. They tore through bricks and tiles, biting the embryo, and roaring like walking corpses.

He turned silently and stared at the countless corpses walking towards him. These were the so-called "ancestors" of the Japanese Snake Qi Eight Families, the gods they feared. Even if they wake up, they are just dead objects without consciousness.

Countless ferocious faces were swaying, and the direction they were heading was Japan, and something seemed to be calling them. Even if they had no previous consciousness, they would step onto the land again and welcome the king's return.

"It seems that it will take a little time..." Xuan Hao raised the spear in his hand and stared at the countless corpses in front of him with cold eyes. These corpses crawled out of the ruins of the ancient city, scattered throughout the city as if they had lost a siege.

Their target seemed not Xuan Hao, but everything that was alive. The dead embryo on the Lenin had been swallowed up by them, and blood filled the entire waters. Xuan Hao didn't know what embryo it was, maybe it was something like the next generation, or maybe a former king, but it was nothing more important. After all, he was just a loser who became a sacrifice.

All of this was Herzog's arrangement? Xuan Hao raised his head and stared at the sea from the abyss. He seemed to see a stupid face, staring at the abyss and smiling foolishly.

Using the embryo as a sacrifice to awaken the city and want to subdue him here? Or is this just a foreplay of the true god's revival? Xuan Hao doesn't know how long this idiot has planned, ten years, twenty years, and thirty years, but this doesn't matter anymore, because as long as he is here, everything is futile. The unconscious smile on the corner of his mouth really wants to see... This idiot must have a very wonderful expression from hope to despair.

The waves caused by the storm slammed on the Sumeru mount.

At the top of this mountain-like fortress, Masamune, dressed in black Hayao, stared at the churning sea.

In the center of his sight was a wandering boat.

Erie has already guarded the sea as planned. As the last line of defense, he has full confidence because Erie is his sharpest sword. As long as the sword of judgment is descended, the reckless man will be cut off even if he is strong.

Yes, his understanding of Xuan Hao is limited to this.

Xuan Hao showed unparalleled combat power when he came to Japan, and was even stronger than the emperor he had worked hard to train, but he did not expose other abilities.

It can't be blamed for this, because Japan has nothing to let Xuan Hao die once, so how could he know that this is an immortal monster?

Several battles were reflected in absolutely powerful physical strength. In the eyes of Masatoko, having such a physical body was inevitable. As long as there was such a perfect container, he could realize his wish more perfectly. That was what he was pursuing, eternal life and powerful power!

In the eyes of Masatoko Kiri, Xuan Hao is a more suitable container than Erie, because this container itself is perfect, and if it can be transformed, it will become more perfect! But unfortunately, it is obviously such a perfect existence, but it cannot be used by him!

Thinking of this, a hideous smile appeared on his face. He stared at the water. The guy repeatedly rejected his "good intention", letting him know that it was destined to not work to get this body through normal methods.

Fortunately, he had obtained the sample two years ago. After two years of research, he had achieved some results. Although it was not as good as the ontology, it was barely enough. Then Xuan Hao's existence was meaningless, and he would never allow such a threat to continue to exist.

"Parent, the small alchemy nuclear warhead has been loaded and can be thrown at any time." The man in black walked behind Masatori and reported softly.

"Um."

Jushimasato nodded slightly, Xuan Haojun... This is all your own choice... Don't worry, I will definitely create the most perfect creature in the world.

Thinking of this, the smile on his face became even more intense, as if he had remembered something. His eyes looked deep in the Sumeru mount, as if through the layers of barriers, he saw the girl with a perfect appearance in the room in the deep room.

Greed rose from his eyes. What's so special about the women around Xuan Haojun?

"President... do you really want to do this?" The man in black seemed a little hesitant.

"Don't worry, this is a warhead with the characteristics of the Rock Flow Research Institute. The power of the explosion is within a controllable range and will affect the coastal areas at most." Masatori Kamiya replied lightly, "You only need to execute the orders, and all the consequences will be borne by me."

"yes……"

At a depth of 5,000 meters under the sea, Jiaolong slowly floated up under the control of Chu Zihang. According to Xuan Hao's instructions, he had already put the speed to the slowest.

There was still a dead darkness around, with only the airflow ejected from the flames burning from the submersible.

"Why don't we just go around the Sumeru mount?" Lu Mingfei asked boredly. It was so tormenting in this quiet deep sea. It was quiet and lonely. If he didn't speak, he felt that he would go crazy.

"The waters on the nearby sea have been blocked. If they float too quickly, they will be discovered. Moreover... our oxygen and my physical strength cannot hold on to go directly from the seabed to the land of Japan." Chu Zihang opened his eyes. The golden color in his eyes was still bright, but there were already fine beads of sweat on his forehead. Even if there was an increase in the alchemy matrix, it would be a hard practice for him to keep the violent spirit like Jun Yan.

"How terrible would it be if the vice president can keep the precepts in the academy?" Lu Mingfei suddenly thought of something terrible. He originally thought that the vice president, who rarely appeared, was an old otaku who lie in the bell tower and occasionally ringed the bell. But now, when he thought about it, he could continue to maintain the precepts and suppress the spirit of almost everyone in the academy. Even with the help of the alchemy array, it would be outrageous. He should be an amazing figure.

"Why do you think he became the vice-principal?" Caesar said, "He is the most powerful alchemist I have ever met. He can use alchemy to assist the spirit of the word to cover the entire academy and maintain it. Perhaps only he can do it in this world. He relies not only on bloodlines but also on alchemy! It is said that the principal spent a lot of effort to invite him to the academy. In his home court, Angers fought with him, and it was hard to say who would win."

"If it weren't for the help of the vice principal's alchemy matrix, I would probably have to burst out the spokesperson intermittently. It might be okay to directly rush to the Shanghai area, but it would never be as stable as it is now." Chu Zihang nodded.

"Is this alchemy matrix so powerful? Why can't I feel the increase? What about you, Caesar?" Lu Mingfei was a little unbelievable because he felt that there seemed to be no increase in his Word Spirit.

"I..." Caesar lit up his golden eyes and nodded, "I can feel that the range of the sycamore is larger than usual, and I can hear it clearly in the water. Maybe your spirit is very special."

"Then..." Lu Mingfei wanted to say something, but Caesar covered his mouth.

"Shh-" Caesar's expression suddenly became nervous, "Something is coming."

Shortly after he turned on the Scytheater, he felt that the waters below seemed to be noisy.

"Chu Zihang, open the sonar and see what's underneath?"

Chu Zihang turned on the sonar system, and the Jiaolong began to receive sound signals from all directions.

Sea water is an excellent medium for sound transmission, and sound waves are the most powerful tool for exploration in water. With Caesar's speech spirit, you can feel the movements below, so the sonar system should be able to accurately judge the position of the target.

However, the picture that appeared on the scanner made them feel cold. According to the results of the sonar scan, there were dense red dots in the water below at this moment, and they were quickly approaching them!

"What are these...?" Lu Mingfei felt his scalp numb when he looked at the dense red dots.

"Have Xuan Hao already alarmed the things in the God Burial House?" Chu Zihang frowned, "Is this... a corpse guarding group?"

"It seems yes... are these guards of the corpse guards of the patron saint's burial? I didn't expect that there were so many! Can he really do it?" Caesar was a little worried.
Chapter completed!