Suddenly, she thought of her purple air arrow.

It can make Qingqing afraid and also means that it can destroy the palace gate.

Imagine that you can measure the power of this arrow. Qu Tan'er was both surprised and happy. Although this arrow would almost drain her power and would seriously damage her vitality, it was still an extremely powerful killer move. At a critical moment, you could catch the enemy off guard.

Qu Tan'er stepped in.

However, when she entered the hall gate, she was surprised that the magnificent temple outside was empty and nothing inside. There was a stair on the ground from top to bottom, as if it was built from countless huge stones. However, when she looked carefully, she found that there was no crack in these steps. They were made of materials on the ground and built on stone rocks. She looked down at the sight and saw that the steps seemed to have no end and were bottomless.

It's like walking on the other side of hell.

The hall gate is closed.

Qingqing said respectfully: "Master, the inheritance is below. I will protect you here."

"Oh." Qu Tan'er's beautiful little face finally felt a little turbulent.

What kind of danger will be like if you are waiting for her below?

Qu Tan'er thought about it and walked down step by step.

Since she has arrived here, she has no reason to back down.

The subtle sound of footsteps would echo gently around the hollow and quiet. This feeling reminded her of the long years of the thousand years. Suddenly, her heart calmed down, just like a windless lake, and she could not blow a trace of wrinkles.

Time gradually passes.

Qu Tan'er felt that she had been walking down for three days.

"This... seems to be the mountain I climbed up before. I am walking into the belly of the mountain." Qu Tan'er concluded after many days of observation. When she got on, she spent a lot of time and she should not need it.

Sure enough, after another four days, Qu Tan'er stepped onto the ground.

Arrived at a spacious hall.

In the middle of the hall, there is a strange platform. There are countless ancient prohibitions and mysterious and quaint totems on it. Tens of feet away from the platform, there are eighty-one huge stone sculptures of monsters, lifelike, but none of them are the same. They all face the platform and worship them devoutly.

Qu Tan'er saw several familiar looks among these mysterious monsters. For example, the giant dragon, the Cangyun Jiao, and the Youjue Bird, which seemed to be the ancestor of a little Mengmeng, and the golden-winged flame roll and the sable. What surprised Qu Tan'er the most was seeing monsters similar to small bees.

However, the stone sculptures of these monsters gave her a very strange feeling.

It doesn't look like a stone sculpture, but it looks like it is made of a living monster.

It has flesh and blood, and is extremely real.

Qu Tan'er couldn't say why she had such a strange thought and sighed: "These stone sculptures are so strange. Each of them contains extremely powerful power. It's like living."

"Girl, they are not stone sculptures." The boss of the altar was shocked.

There are very few things that an old monster like him will encounter shock, but this time, he was really shocked.

Qu Tan'er said in confusion: "What did you see?"

"They are real monsters, and their bodies have been fossilized after a long period of time."

"..." She heard the excitement of the altar.

"Then are they dead?"

"Die, it can also be said that it is not dead."

"I can't understand." Qu Tan'er really couldn't understand.
Chapter completed!