But soon, Fu Yang woke up from the shock and smiled.

"Oh, they are already super strong people in the supernatural world, and they still can't change the habits of ordinary people. They will still be deceived by these guys who pretend to be a god."

"There are no gods in this world, and I'll just wait for a cultivator who can do magic. At most, it's more powerful. When I rebuild the Shushan Ghost Sect in the future, it might look awesome like this place! At that time, either I won't call the Shushan Ghost Sect, but I just call the Heavenly Court, haha!"

Fu Yang was very pretentious and joking.

He was right, there are no real gods in this world? They are all cultivators from the supernatural world.

As for the South China Sea Dragon Palace, I wonder if it is the name of this cave, or the name of this mysterious ancient sect is called "Nanhai Dragon Palace"?

"If it is a sect name, the three giants of Taoism should have relevant records. When you find that guy, Ah Huang, ask if he knows it."

"But I see that the four big characters of the South China Sea Dragon Palace on this plaque are written in official script. Generally speaking, during the Han Dynasty, official script was used as an official text for serious occasions. From this, it is inferred that this underwater cave should be a ruin of the Han Dynasty? It has been almost two thousand years."

While sighing, he planned to fly over the city tower with dilapidated white jade plaques again and enter the interior of the ruins of the cave.

But this time, Fu Yang found that it was no longer possible.

Because the formation restrictions near these buildings are much stronger than outside the seaweed jungle.

Even if Fu Yang used all his strength, he could only barely fly to a height that was as good as the city tower, and it was impossible to climb over... But he had a kind of intuition that people with higher cultivation levels could fly in.

"It seems that my cultivation is still a little bit worse. Forget it, just walk in and take a look."

"Just just now, in Yongtian Dragon Cave, the gate of the ruins of the South China Sea Dragon Palace suddenly opened and washed a lot of sea water in. I guess the entire dragon cave cannot be avoided, right? In other words, Ah Huang, Qi Qi, Wu Binye and others must be here too. They were just dispersed with me?"

Fu Yang walked to the ruins of the Dragon Palace.

I found that the gate had been broken and many gravels were piled up on the ground. The stones seemed to be white marble, and there were some broken ancient mysterious magic spells on it.

It should be the original formation ban of the city gate.

If the practitioners who like archaeology in the supernatural world who like to see these will definitely be so happy!

It’s a pity that Fu Yang is not interested in these - if it were a complete ancient spell, he might have been very happy to print it. But if it is broken like this, he will definitely not even be able to see the hair...

It's a mess.

Fu Yang stepped on these gravels and walked into the city gate. He officially entered the architectural ruins of the "Nanhai Dragon Palace" cave.

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A cold wind blew across Xuan'er.

What's strange is that Fu Yang was wearing the magical ghost armor, but he could still feel a hint of strange chill.

"Well? This wind actually acts directly on the soul of a person. It's magical! Fortunately, there was no major harm. It should be a trace of dark wind that has been abandoned for a long time and naturally produced."

The more he walked inside the "Nanhai Dragon Palace", the more he was amazed.

It's really so exquisite and magnificent!

I guess this "Nanhai Dragon Palace" was also a very powerful sectarian force in ancient times, and under normal circumstances it was impossible to be unknown. There must be records in the classics of various Dao sects...

Fu Yang walked among the ruins, thinking that the once powerful sect was also destroyed and disappeared in the long river of time. He seemed to have understood some mystery about time. Although he did not directly improve his cultivation and magic power, his state of mind has made some progress.

As he walked, he suddenly heard a strange sound!

It's actually... a very weird singing?

"Well? Someone is singing in the ruins of the Dragon Palace? No! There will be something wrong with it. I have to be careful."

Fu Yang put away his emotions of emotion and appreciation and became alert.

Sharp!

The five-colored sword wheel took off the armor on the back and rotated around Fu Yang's body to cut. Once there was a storm and evil spirit appeared, it would immediately give the opponent a fatal blow.

Fu Yang held his breath, restrained his magic power, and slowly walked towards the place where there was a singing voice in front of him.

There was a gorgeous hall, with some stone and wooden pillars left, and the sound of singing came from behind a few large pillars and a pile of gravel.

As he got closer, he also heard the content of the song clearly. After hearing the lyrics clearly, Fu Yang was stunned again with a strange expression.

"What's in the sea? Anchofish, tuna, octopus, sharks, whales, sea turtles..."

"What can they do? Eat, eat! Of course it is used to eat."

"But, the taste is average. It's not to the old man's appetite."

"Oh! You are so picky and awesome demon king. Then what do you think is delicious?"

"Pipi shrimp! Of course it is Pipi shrimp. Big Pipi shrimp, clean the skin."

"The sea water comes with salt, fresh kelp, sashimi, and delicious! It's so delicious that it explodes, so delicious that I want to find an enemy to suck the chrysanthemum."

This... What kind of ghost brother is this? Hip-hop? rap? And the lyrics are so ghostly!

Fu Yang really doesn't know what kind of supernatural beings can sing such a song without moral integrity. Perhaps only Mr. Xiong's fat cat is an exception, right? After all, moral integrity has no limit.

But obviously this cannot be Mr. Xiong!

Fu Yang continued to walk forward with great confusion. He was already very close to the guy singing the ghost hip-hop rap, but the other party seemed to have noticed nothing and was still singing a song.

Fu Yang found a gap in the stone pillar in front of him and immediately became happy: "Well, there happened to be a hole here. Let's go through here to see what kind of thing it is."

So, he finally saw this weird thing clearly!

Then I was even more shocked.

"Damn! He is not a human? He is a monster! But how can this monster speak? He is still singing such unconventional original hip-hop? It is said that even an ordinary demon emperor cannot speak human words directly."

"And...just look at this shape, it should be a shrimp monster? Shrimp monster, eat Pipi shrimp? Isn't this a similar type? What a cruel monster!"

Fu Yang felt speechless.
Chapter completed!