First, two huge shadows were reflected in the fairy mist.
Everyone looked up and saw two huge strange beasts coming out of it, and the ground began to tremble.
These two strange beasts are both hundreds of meters long, and their necks are at least fifty meters long.
The shape is very strange, and the head seems to be that of a dragon.
There are two horns on the top of the head, a ferocious mouth, and eyes as big as beans.
From the neck down, the body looks very fat.
It was covered with sharp barbs, and pieces of scale-like things covered its body.
"Dimetrodon," Chief Shuo said calmly.
"Do you know him?" Xu Zimo asked.
"How could you not know that when our Shikixue clan was defeated by the Holy Lord, their Alien Teeth clan participated in it?"
Chief Shuo said bitterly: "Otherwise, the entire clan wouldn't have been sealed."
"Do you still harbor hatred?" Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"I don't dare, it's just that it feels a little uncomfortable after all," Chief Shuo sighed.
“There are some things that I know you cannot empathize with, but after all, I still feel a little resentful.
It’s just resentment, no other thoughts.”
The two heterodonts looked at everyone and uttered human words.
"Human, are you here to obtain the inheritance from the ancient heaven?"
"Having taken the True God Sword, naturally I came here to take a look," Xu Zimo nodded slightly.
"Then how can you mix with these Shiki-blooded beasts," Dimetodon snorted.
"They are all sinners."
"Then if I don't mix with them, you won't stop me?" Xu Zimo asked.
"This won't work, you have to defeat us to enter here," Dimetodon said, shaking his head.
"Then what nonsense are you talking about?" Xu Zimo shouted softly.
Said: "Go up."
"The three of you stopped the two of them, that's no problem."
"Leave it to us," Chief Shuo nodded.
The power of half-step nirvana burst out in the sky.
The resentment that seemed to have been accumulated for many years burst out at this moment.
The three members of the Shiki clan all attacked the two Dimetodon without mercy.
The heterodonts were furious, the wind and clouds around them were trembling, and the majestic beast power enveloped the entire palace.
As the fairy mist lingered, two Dimetrodons also came to kill them.
Even Xu Zimo didn't dare to get too close to such a range-level fluctuation.
The realm of nirvana, or even half-step of nirvana, is far away from him.
The battle between these few people can be said to be earth-shattering, shaking the entire palace.
It was as if the quiet tranquility that had lasted for countless years had finally been broken.
Shikixuemon no longer maintains its human form, but has transformed into a tall and white giant beast.
Several giant beasts were fighting together, and Xu Zimo took advantage of a gap and rushed directly into the palace.
The two heterodonts were roaring angrily, but to no avail.
The three blood beasts tried their best to stop them.
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Underfoot, there is a hazy fairy mist all around.
Directly in front of him were vast halls that seemed to be hidden in the clouds.
Every hall is different.
Some are emitting thousands of miles of purple light, and the purple light hangs upside down in the sky for three thousand miles.
Some areas are surrounded by ice and mist rises, as if there is a great frozen river coming from thousands of miles away.
There are also some strange beasts surrounding it, such as green dragons and white tigers, dragons roaring and tigers roaring, and thousands of beasts galloping.
Each hall has a different artistic conception. Xu Zimo chose the one that looked the most vast and the largest and walked over.
The three characters "Buddha Hall" are shining brightly, hanging on the golden plaque above the head.
He put his hands on the door of the hall and pushed it open with all his strength.
As the "rumbling" sound of the door opened, the scene inside gradually reflected in Xu Zimo's eyes.
There is no fairy mist in this hall. Even though countless hours have passed, it is still spotless and very clean.
At the top, there is a golden throne.
The throne is made of unknown materials, and behind it is the shape of a nine dragon spitting beads.
The entire throne is simple and grand. Under the throne is a golden spring springing from the ground, and the rich spiritual energy is gradually recovering.
The entire hall was empty, except for a throne, there was nothing.
There seems to be a painting hanging on the wall next to it.
A rolled up painting.
Xu Zimo looked around and finally came to the scroll.
He stretched out his hand and slowly untied the rope of the scroll. With a "swish" sound, the whole painting unfolded and fell down.
Before he could see clearly what was in the painting, a white light flashed and the spiritual energy in front of him exploded.
A shadowy figure of a man walked out of the painting.
The man had his hands behind his back, his beard and hair were all white, and he was wearing a Chinese robe embroidered with flowing clouds.
His expression was gentle, with a faint smile on his face.
If other factors are put aside, just based on his appearance, this man looks like a handsome young man in troubled times.
Looks a little delicate.
Xu Zimo looked at the man, and the man in the Chinese robe also stared at him.
"Successor, welcome to the ancient heaven," the man chuckled.
"Who are you?" Xu Zimo asked in surprise.
"Holy Lord?"
"No, I'm just the manager of the ancient heaven, just an obsession," the man said, shaking his head.
"According to the instructions left by the Holy Lord, anyone who comes with the true divine sword is qualified to inherit this ancient heaven."
"What about the Holy Lord?" Xu Zimo asked doubtfully.
The man in the Chinese robe pointed to the top of his head and smiled without saying a word.
"Tianwaitian?" Xu Zimo thought for a moment and then understood.
He said: "What is left of the ancient heaven today?"
"Everyone has ascended. This place is like a castle in the sky, not even one out of ten can be found," the man in the gorgeous robe said honestly.
"Then what use do I have for this ancient heaven?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Restore the original prestige of the Heavenly Court and order Yuan Yang to be the recognized master of the entire continent," the man in the robe said with a smile.
"Not interested," Xu Zimo suddenly lost interest and waved his hand.
"After the Holy Lord ascended to the upper world, he also came down once," the man in the robe continued.
"He left behind a great hall, which was specially reserved for his successors."
"Can I go and have a look," Xu Zimo asked.
"Of course, this ancient heaven is so big, you can go anywhere," the man in the robe nodded.
I saw him stretching out his right hand, and the void in front of him suddenly floated.
Xu Zimo felt a suction coming from him, and his whole body was swallowed up by the space.
When he came back to his senses, he had already appeared in another void.
In front of him was a slightly quaint main hall.
The whole body is pitch black. Other than that, this hall is ordinary and has nothing special about it.
Beside him is a well.
The white fairy mist comes out of this well.
Xu Zimo arrived in front of the black hall step by step.
Before he could push it with his hands, the hall in front of him opened automatically.
He looked up and saw that the space inside was not large, with only a wooden shelf placed there.
