4579 fangtan
Among the many branches of the Dragon Clan, the White Dragon Clan is not considered a middle-to-upper-class powerful group.
However, among many ethnic groups, it is still superior to countless creatures.
In front of us is the Duoling Ridge wasteland.
The skulls of many powerful white dragons were stretched across them, and their neck frames were all smooth and neat.
During his lifetime, he was crushed by a powerful enemy. He seemed to have no power to resist, and his head was cut off like this. He died completely and in a very aggrieved manner, and perhaps even more desperate!
Within the Dragon Realm, even the lowest branches are extremely noble existences compared to other ethnic groups.
The talent and strength are also first-rate!
The Dragon Clan has always suppressed other ethnic groups, and there are very few ethnic groups that can compete with the Dragon Clan.
Therefore, in the world, the Dragon Clan has always respected itself, and the world is nothing more than ants!
You can imagine.
Back on Guantou Ridge, these strong men of the White Dragon tribe had their heads cut off directly. They died here, how desperate and tragic they were!
And the wilderness in front of us is so appropriately called Duan Tou Ridge!
There are too many heads of powerful people from the White Dragon Ancient Clan lying here.
The faucets, which look like small houses, are arranged directly above the wasteland.
It can be seen how many powerful people from the White Dragon Ancient Clan died here.
certainly.
During this period, you can also see the dragon skull reflecting the black light, presumably it belongs to a strong man from the ancient Demonic Dragon Clan.
This place is called Duan Tou Ridge, but it is actually the so-called wilderness. It was originally a huge mountain, but it was flattened from the top.
A wasteland was formed.
Of course, it has also become the burial place of powerful people such as the Bailong Ancient Clan.
Fei Lengxin stroked those three-white dragon skulls, his face glowing with paleness and fear, and his eyes filled with endless despair.
She could imagine what it must have been like for the people of the same race here, facing those mysterious powerful men of the race.
Despair, death, helplessness, panic, etc., she could imagine all the emotions.
Even though they are as powerful as the Dragon Clan, they will end up like this!
"There was definitely a war here!"
Zhan Wuying took a deep breath and said softly.
When the other few saw the expressions of Fei Lengxin and the expedition team and other white dragon experts, they didn't say anything else.
Those who died here were basically the powerful dragon clan.
If it were them, they would be extremely sad to see the fallen people of their own clan!
"That strong man from the mysterious tribe must have appeared here!"
Lin Tian took a breath and said calmly: "The Duan Tou Ridge was probably left by them! And so many skeletons, and they are just skulls, they are also their masterpieces! Come to think of it, whether it is your Bailong Ancient Clan
, or a strong man from the Demonic Dragon Clan, must have offended them all!"
"Probably so!"
Fei Lengxin sighed fiercely, recovered from his sad mood, and said to Lin Tian: "You said... was this huge Burial Dragon Abyss created by those mysterious ethnic groups? Could they?
Still here!"
"Maybe they did it! But they may have left long ago! Otherwise, this Tiannan Holy Land would have been ruled by them long ago!"
Lin Tian looked solemn and said in a deep voice.
Lin Tian was also very curious about that mysterious ethnic group, and at the same time he was also very afraid.
Master Duan Muyue told him this secret. He didn't know more details about that mysterious group. But in his previous life, Lin Tian could tell from her reaction that master didn't want to know about that mysterious group.
provoke!
"That's right..."
Fei Lengxin sighed and said helplessly.
Lin Tiandan smiled and said: "The deceased has passed away, and it is useless to grieve again! Now you should move on and get the blood of your ancestors that you want!"
"When we get here, the feeling of the ancestor's blood is getting stronger and stronger, and the direction of the ancestor's blood is in front of the wasteland!"
Fei Lengxin pointed further into the wasteland and said to Lin Tian.
They, a group of strong men, walked directly through the wasteland, passed over the piles of bones on the wasteland, and reached the edge of the cliff of the wasteland.
Got here.
In the mid-air and around, the blood-colored clouds became thicker.
The smell of blood was even more shocking than before.
Breathe in slightly, and when this breath enters the body, the energy and blood all over the body will stagnate, making the whole body feel uncomfortable.
"What are these bloody clouds? Are they all floating because the blood energy is too rich?"
Fang Wen was extremely curious and said softly.
"It's not blood energy, it's evil energy! The overwhelming evil energy contains the ultimate bloody smell!"
Lin Tian shook his head and explained.
He turned his head and glanced around.
I discovered that the so-called wilderness behind me was actually just a huge mountain peak.
The top was cut off!
What kind of strength is needed!
On the cliff, there are layers of blood-colored clouds and mist, making it difficult to see clearly what's going on below.
"Look, there are chains connecting it down!"
Zhan Wuying pointed at the iron chains on the edge of the cliff and said in shock.
Lin Tian and others also noticed it at this time.
There are really chains rising up from below and embedded in the cliff.
"Go down from here and have a look!"
With no other way to go, Lin Tian took the lead and stepped on the iron chain, flying down.
Fei Lengxin followed directly without any hesitation.
Once here, the only shortcut is this iron chain.
There is no need to look at the dragon picture at all!
However, in order to avoid mistakes, the leader of the expedition team still took out the dragon map to make sure.
And the route of Longtu is indeed guided by iron chains.
It must be here!
The cliff was not too high, just over a thousand meters. After a few minutes, Lin Tian and others all landed.
Looking around, I found that the place where they were was a tidal flat.
There was blood-colored water gurgling away from the side.
The tidal flats are scattered and connected together.
On the largest beach, there is also a giant sword made of stone, standing high into the sky.
Next to it, there is a row of skeletons that look like intertwined teeth, rising into the sky, with iron chains forming a bridge, connecting to the beach at the other end.
Because there is a very fast bloody river next to the largest tidal flat.
On the other side of the connection, you can vaguely see an extremely dilapidated wooden house.
"Has anyone lived here before?"
Zhan Wuying and others were extremely confused.
Not cold-hearted but also very curious.
They quickly reached the iron bridge connecting the largest tidal flats on both sides.
Opposite there are indeed a lot of dilapidated houses, with a broken black flag stuck on a roof, flapping in the wind.
"After all these years, are there finally any outside cultivators in Tusk Beach?"
Suddenly, an extremely old voice came from the house on the other side of the beach.
"Who is it!"
Fei Lengxin's pretty face turned cold and she shouted coldly.
Everyone else suddenly felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.
Lin Tian frowned, and his consciousness rushed towards that direction, but he was unable to explore the house thoroughly.
Chapter completed!