Chapter 1267: The training ground of the Ancient Immortal Court, clues about the Huang Emperor, and the dust-covered Holy Son

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Jun Xiaoyao comes to the forgotten country.

A big reason.

It's because of the clue left by Emperor Wu Zhong.

The star Yinghuo appears, the forgotten land, desolate.

Jun Xiaoyao speculated that Huang probably refers to Emperor Huang.

But Jun Xiaoyao also had doubts.

How could there be anything related to Emperor Huang in the Ancient Immortal Courtyard?

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

The difference between the two is that the water in the well does not interfere with the water in the river.

Jun Xiaoyao has always had doubts.

But now, he felt this breath personally.

Right in the depths of the sacred land.

"That should be the area of ​​the Ancient Immortal Courtyard ruins." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

The entire sacred land.

The outer and middle areas should be the inheritance sites of the major immortal traditions.

The inner area is the oldest and core ruins of the Ancient Immortal Courtyard.

And the aura that resonated with Jun Xiaoyao came from the ancient Xianting ruins.

Without hesitation, Jun Xiaoyao went straight in.

The rest of the people followed behind him.

I don’t know how much time passed.

Ahead, there are vast clouds and mist, and there are thousands of rays of light, filled with a vast atmosphere.

It was a golden mountain with no summit.

This golden mountain is also suspended in the void like other floating islands.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at it a little strangely.

It feels like this golden mountain looks like a human figure.

Of course, they are only similar in appearance, and the outline looks very blurry.

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

There seems to be a strong gravity position.

Ordinary geniuses cannot penetrate deeply. As soon as they step into this area, they will be crushed and fall from the air.

"It seems we have difficulty entering."

Chi Long and others looked embarrassed.

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

Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao waved his hands gently, and his vast aura surged.

It was like a cocoon, wrapping this 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 Jun Xiaoyao and his group were not the only ones who came here.

In other directions of the golden mountains, groups of figures also appeared.

In one direction, a team of geniuses appeared.

The leader was a young prodigy with hair like burning flames and a pair of red pupils like molten lava.

It was Zhu Rong Xiantong's seed-level genius, Yan Xiao.

On the other side, the geniuses of Shennong Xiantong also appeared, and the leader was Yao Junzi.

Then, all the characters from Xing Tianxian also appeared.

The leaders were Xing Yushen, Long Xuanyi and others.

And the man in black cloak, who had attracted Jun Xiaoyao's attention before and had a very special aura, also came.

"This should be the Holy Mountain, the place where the geniuses of the Ancient Immortal Court were trained by chance." Xing Yun Shen said to himself.

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

And this holy mountain is one of them.

This holy mountain is born with a vast coercion, which is a kind of training and tempering for any genius.

In addition, if you stay on this holy mountain, your physical body can get a lot of exercise.

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

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

They wanted to use this to transform their physical bodies.

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

In another part of the Holy Mountain, a group of people also appeared.

Among them were two tall-looking men, whose appearance was somewhat similar.

He is the eldest and second among Yanyun's Eighteen Riders.

Brilliant battle body, Yuhui.

The body of the Dark Night King, Yu Mo.

In Di Haotian's era, they could 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 Di Haotian will have to treat it with a little caution.

Next to them, there was a beautiful woman with a cold temperament and bright eyes.

Astonishingly, it was Bai Luoxue, the fourth-ranked think tank among Yan Yun's eighteen riders.

She frowned slightly and said: "Ziyan Tianjun and others must have died."

Yu Mo said calmly: "There are many dangers in the Forgotten Kingdom, and death is normal."

"For some reason, I always feel uneasy. They might have been killed by someone else." Bai Luoxue said in a solemn tone.

"Does anyone really dare to provoke us?"

Yu Hui also didn't believe that someone dared to take action against Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry.

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

It can be said that now, even the contemporary young emperor Ling Yuan does not dare to confront Di Haotian head-on.

Not to mention other people from Xiantong.

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

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

Afterwards, people from all walks of life began to approach the holy mountain.

Among them, people from Qin Yuanqing's team also came.

All the geniuses are starting to climb the Holy Mountain.

And on this holy mountain, there are also many qi and blood treasures.

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

It was the light of the elixir.

Jun Xiaoyao also led a group of people to start climbing.

It's just that he protects everyone.

And the moment you set foot on the mountain.

Everyone felt that a special breath penetrated into the physical body, assisting in tempering.

After sensing this aura, Jun Xiaoyao's expression suddenly changed.

He looked towards the top of the Holy Mountain, with a hint of deep meaning in his eyes.

He finally understood what that clue meant.

Jun Xiaoyao led everyone to continue climbing the peak.

And the further up you go, the greater the pressure.

Others, such as Xing Yueshen's lineage, Yu Hui and other Yan Yun Eighteen Cavalry, Yan Xiao from Zhu Rong Immortal Lineage, Yao Junzi from Shennong Immortal Lineage, and others also want to reach the top.

Jun Xiaoyao's speed is naturally the fastest.

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

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

The pagoda has seven floors.

It exudes an extremely terrifying power of confinement.

And in every level of the golden pagoda.

Everyone has a source of immortality.

Among the immortal sources.

Each of them sealed a figure with a profound aura.

"That is……"

Behind Jun Xiaoyao, Chi Long and others looked shocked when they saw this.

"What do you know?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

"Is that a saint-child-level figure sealed by the Ancient Immortal Court?" Chi Long was surprised.

"A saint-child-level figure from the Ancient Immortal Courtyard?"

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed.

In fact, he is Shen Mian's seed-level figure.

However, the talent and strength of the Holy Son who can be sealed by the Ancient Immortal Court are obviously not to be underestimated.

And this time, there are seven.

If they were let out, they would probably become a very powerful force in the Immortal Court in the future.

This is not what Jun Xiaoyao wants to see.

And more importantly, he already understood almost everything.

Xianting's approach really made him a little unhappy.