Chapter 1267 Ancient Immortal Court Training Ground, Clues About Emperor Huang, and the Forgotten Son of God

Jun Xiaoyao came to the forgotten country.

A big reason.

It was because of the clue left by the Wuzhong Emperor.

Mars appeared, the forgotten land, Huang.

Jun Xiaoyao guessed that Huang was probably referring to the Huang Emperor.

But Jun Xiaoyao also had doubts.

How could the Ancient Immortal Court have something related to the Huang Emperor?

The Huang Emperor built the Huang Ancient Temple, which should have nothing to do with the Ancient Immortal Court.

The two were at a level of no conflict.

Jun Xiaoyao had always been suspicious.

And now, he personally sensed this breath.

It was in the depths of the God's Land.

"That should be the scope of the Ancient Immortal Court ruins." Jun Xiaoyao thought.

The entire God's Land.

The outer and middle areas should be the heritage sites of the major immortal systems.

The inner area is the oldest and core ancient immortal court ruins.

And the breath that resonated with Jun Xiaoyao came from the ancient immortal court ruins.

Without hesitation, Jun Xiaoyao went straight in.

The rest of the people followed him.

I don't know how long it took.

In front of us, there were vast clouds and mist, and a vast atmosphere.

It was a golden mountain that was so high that you couldn't see the top.

This golden mountain, like other floating islands, was suspended in the void.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at it and felt a little strange.

It felt that this golden mountain was shaped like a human figure.

Of course, it was just a resemblance, and the outline looked very vague.

However, around this golden mountain, runes were as vast as the sea.

It seemed that there was a strong gravity.

Ordinary Tianjiao couldn't go deep at all. As soon as they stepped into this area, they would be pressed down from mid-air.

"It seems that it is difficult for us to enter."

Chi Long and others looked embarrassed.

Not to mention them, even Lu Fugui and Mo Yanyu needed the help of magic tools to barely enter.

Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand gently, and the vast atmosphere surged.

Like a cocoon, it wrapped the group of people in it.

Everyone immediately felt that the pressure disappeared.

"Thank you, senior."

Chi Long and others were even more surprised.

The strength of this black-robed senior was beyond their expectations.

And it was not only Jun Xiaoyao and his party who came here.

In other directions of the golden mountain, there were also teams of figures.

In one direction, a team of geniuses appeared.

The young genius in the lead had hair like burning flames and a pair of red pupils, like molten magma.

It was Yan Xiao, the seed-level genius of Zhurong Xiantong.

On the other side, the genius of Shennong Xiantong also appeared, led by Yao Junzi.

Then, the people of Xingtian Xiantong also appeared.

The leader was Xing Yunshen, Long Xuanyi and others.

And the black cloaked man who had been noticed by Jun Xiaoyao before and had a very special aura also came.

"This should be the holy mountain, the place where the ancient fairy court geniuses have the opportunity to train." Xing Yunshen said to himself.

The Ancient Immortal Court naturally has some training places for young geniuses.

And this holy mountain is one of them.

This holy mountain is naturally full of a vast pressure, which is a kind of training and tempering for any genius.

In addition, if you stay on this holy mountain, your body can be greatly trained.

Because this holy mountain is filled with a special breath, which can automatically temper the physical body of the genius.

This is also the reason why Xing Yunshen and others came here.

They want to use this to transform their bodies.

Beside him, the man in the black cloak with a special breath raised his head slightly, glanced at the holy mountain, and showed a somewhat low smile.

In another part of the holy mountain, a group of people also appeared.

Among them, there are two outstanding people, who look seven points similar.

They are the eldest and second of the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun.

The glorious battle body, Yuhui.

The dark night king body, Yumo.

In the era of Emperor Haotian, they can also be called the most amazing twin stars.

The two complement each other and are invincible.

Although it is a bit exaggerated, it is enough to prove their strength.

If the two of them join forces, even Emperor Haotian will have to treat them with caution.

Beside them, there is also a beautiful woman with a cold temperament and bright eyes.

It is Bai Luoxue, the fourth think tank among the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun.

She frowned slightly and said: "Zi Yan Tianjun and others should have fallen."

Yu Mo said lightly: "There are many dangers in the Forgotten Kingdom, and it is normal to fall."

"I don't know why, I always have a sense of uneasiness. Maybe they were killed by others." Bai Luoxue said solemnly.

"Is there really anyone who dares to provoke us?"

Yu Hui also didn't believe that anyone dared to attack them, the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun.

After all, they are followers of Emperor Haotian, and they don't look at the monk's face.

It can be said that now, even the contemporary young emperor Lingyuan dare not confront Emperor Haotian head-on.

Let alone the people of other immortal systems.

"No matter what, we'd better be careful." Bai Luoxue said cautiously.

"You, sometimes you are too startled." Yu Mo shook his head slightly.

Then, all the people began to approach this holy mountain.

Among them, Qin Yuanqing's team also came.

All the geniuses began to climb the holy mountain.

And on this holy mountain, there are also many precious medicines for qi and blood.

Some people even saw a flash of light on the top of the holy mountain.

That was the light of the immortal medicine.

Jun Xiaoyao also led a group of people to climb the mountain.

It was just that he was the only one who protected everyone.

And the moment he stepped onto the mountain.

Everyone felt that a special breath had penetrated into their bodies and assisted in tempering.

After sensing this breath, Jun Xiaoyao's face suddenly changed.

He looked at the top of the holy mountain, and a hint of deep meaning appeared in his eyes.

He understood what that clue meant.

Jun Xiaoyao led everyone to continue climbing the mountain.

And the higher they went, the greater the pressure.

Others, such as the Xingyun God lineage, Yuhui and the other eighteen riders of Yanyun, Yan Xiao of Zhurong Xiantong, Yao Junzi of Shennong Xiantong, and others, also wanted to reach the top.

Jun Xiaoyao's speed was naturally the fastest.

But it took too long, and he led a group of Tianjiao to the top of the mountain.

Looking around, there was a golden pagoda on the top of the mountain.

The pagoda has seven floors.

It exudes an extremely terrifying sealing force.

And in each layer of the golden pagoda.

There is a fairy source.

In the fairy source.

Each of them seals a figure with a deep breath.

"That is..."

Behind Jun Xiaoyao, Chi Long and others saw this and showed shock.

"What do you know?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

"Is it the saint-level figure sealed by the ancient fairy court?" Chi Long was surprised.

"The saint-level figure of the ancient fairy court?"

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed.

In fact, it is a seed-level figure who is in deep sleep.

However, the saints who can be sealed by the ancient fairy court obviously have talents and strengths that cannot be underestimated.

And this time, there are seven of them.

If they are released, they will become a very strong force in the fairy court in the future.

This is not what Jun Xiaoyao wants to see.

And more importantly, he has almost understood everything.

The actions of the fairy court really made him a little unhappy.