Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Deadhead Ridge

When I was in Anlan Palace.

Lin Tianjiu and Shen Yuzhu practiced dual cultivation, and they still had a certain affinity with each other.

It's just that this kind of induction is very weak.

If you don’t calm down and feel it, it may be difficult to detect it!

But now, the existence that can make Lin Tian feel extremely strong is naturally the telepathy of Mo Xiaomo.

If there is no blood of the Black Dragon clan in the Dragon Burial Abyss, it must be that girl’s!

After all, only Mo Xiaomo can have such a feeling of mind-to-mind connection!

"Your friend, everything should be fine!"

Fei Lengxin comforted Lin Tian at this time.

Ji Yun and Ji Lei were extremely nervous and anxious.

Although Lin Tian sensed the aura, they didn't know who it was, but it could be explained that perhaps the powerful Jiao people such as the Tianyou Mountain Tribe Alliance were all safe and sound.

They also hope that nothing will happen to their father and the rest of the Qianlong tribe.

"Just keep going!"

Lin Tian was not sure either and could only nod his head.

He could not be sure whether Shen Yuzhu and his party had died or were still safe.

It was a strenuous journey along the mountain ridge.

Fei Lengxin felt the feeling getting stronger and stronger.

It was a suppressed feeling in the bloodline, which made them want to admire him and make their bloodline flutter.

"Going along the mountain ridge, you will really reach the deepest part of the Burial Dragon Abyss!"

The members of the expedition team also became extremely excited at this time.

Such a large Burial Dragon Abyss is densely covered with formations and extremely mysterious. There must be many unimaginable treasures inside.

"We finally get to see our true face!"

Fei Lengxin couldn't help but sigh at this time.

It can be said that they have worked hard for thousands of years, and now they are finally able to enter the depths of the Dragon Burial Abyss.

The existence of the blood of ancestors has always made many strong people in the White Dragon clan feel anxious.

If they could obtain the blood of their ancestors, they would be able to take a step further in making their bloodline more powerful.

If you can get the blood of your ancestors, your cultivation level will definitely improve a lot!

Even if Shi Fei is so cold-hearted, he is also very excited about this.

If she gets the blood of her ancestors, maybe she can use it to break through the realm of fantasy?

Although in this Tiannan Sheng territory, I have never heard of anyone breaking through the realm of Huantian since ancient times.

Many cultivators suspect that it is because of the existence of the Tiannan Holy Realm that blocks the breakthrough at this level!

At the beginning, the powerful men of the White Dragon Ancient Clan and the Demonic Dragon Ancient Clan also accidentally entered the Tiannan Holy Realm and were trapped here.

Now, if we get the blood of our ancestors, maybe we can really break the shackles of the Fantasy Heaven Realm?

Lin Tian was also extremely curious about the situation deep in Burial Dragon Abyss.

Of course, the most important thing is that Shen Yuzhu and others are safe.

The second is the strong telepathy, which is probably Mo Xiaomo's.

I hope this girl is safe and sound.,

But what Lin Tian is most puzzled about is that this girl also fell into the turbulent flow of the void crack, and then directly entered the depths of the Dragon Burial Abyss?

Being trapped here, he can't sense it.

That makes sense!

It took another half day to travel.

Finally we saw the end of the mountain ridge.

Got here.

The clouds and mist in the mid-air were gradually filled with layers of blood-colored clouds.

in the air.

It was filled with a bloody and disgusting smell that made people feel uncomfortable all over.

At this time, his spiritual consciousness was even more astonishingly suppressed, and Lin Tiandu could only explore a range of five or six meters.

This feeling is very uncomfortable.

It feels like everything is extremely dangerous.

Further places cannot be explored.

What can only be seen with the naked eye is a very open wilderness at the end of the mountain ridge, and the rolling hills within it can be vaguely seen.

"Are we coming down the mountain?"

Ji Yun and others couldn't help but become confused.

Because they soon set foot on the wasteland.

There were blood-colored clouds all around, and it was impossible to see what was going on further away.

However, at the entrance to the ridge of the wilderness, there is a cliff that seems to have been cut off, like a piece of iron stuck into the ground.

Above is a series of strange questions.

Fei Lengxin stepped forward and looked at the crooked font on it with confusion, his face full of question marks.

"This is the writing of a mysterious ethnic group in ancient times. I don't know what ethnic group it is specifically! This ethnic group is extremely mysterious and has left traces in many places. I never thought they were here."

Lin Tian glanced at the stone wall and sighed.

"If you don't know what ethnic group that is, how can you identify them?"

There is no cold-hearted difference.

Lin Tian shook his head slightly and said: "I don't know either! These words were also taught to me by my master! She said that there are many words of this mysterious ethnic group in the world, and they are seen in too many places! And every time I see them

, they are all places with mountains of corpses!”

These words.

Fei Lengxin, Ji Yun and others' expressions changed drastically in fright.

For Fei Lengxin, Lin Tian's words meant that there were definitely many corpses of their powerful dragons in the depths of the Burial Dragon Abyss. Many of the powerful dragons had fallen.

For Ji Yun, that may mean that all the powerful Jiao people from the Tianyou Mountain tribe have fallen!

"Don't worry, this should have been left long ago!"

Lin Tian comforted Ji Yun, then turned to Fei Lengxin and said: "Back here, you White Dragon Ancient Clan and Demon Dragon Ancient Clan strong men must have fought a battle with that mysterious group! But... there is a high probability that

You dragons were massacred one-sidedly!"

Fei Lengxin's pretty face turned pale and she said in shock: "Why are you so sure?"

"Because that mysterious ethnic group is so strong that no other ethnic group can compete with it!"

Lin Tiandan opened his mouth without explaining too much, pointing to the writing on the stone wall and said: "There are three words written on it, Duan Tou Ridge!"

"The wasteland ahead is probably the original battlefield!"

The wilderness is very big.

Come here.

I felt the endless bloody aura surging in, accompanied by bursts of decaying aura.

at the same time.

The kind of chilling air that only exists on the battlefield also surged in.

Fei Lengxin looked ugly, and she walked towards the depths of the wasteland with a sullen face.

Lin Tian, ​​Ji Yun and others followed suit.

Didn't go far.

A huge skeleton was already lying in front of it.

It is as big as a small house. If you look closely, you will find that it is clearly a skull. The skull of a dragon is very huge!

The neck of the skull was very smooth, as if the head had been chopped off on the spot!

Regardless of whether the Dragon Clan has transformed into its true form or not, as long as it dies, the skeletons left behind will always look like the original skeletons!

"This... such a big dragon head skeleton is exactly the same as what we saw at Dragon Bone Falls before!"

Fang Wen murmured softly: "It's just that now he was beheaded on the spot!"

At this time, Fei Lengxin's pretty face turned pale, her hands were trembling as she gently stroked the dragon head skeleton in front of her, with anger and murderous intent flashing in her eyes.

On the dragon head skeleton, there is a Dawson white light, which means that it is left behind by the death of the strong white dragon.

"The First Minister of the Ming Dynasty"
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next