Vol 3 Chapter 770: plot

The appearance of white snow-free, just a small episode for the team in progress, did not cause much impact.
Under the leadership of Shui Lingling, the team continued to walk towards the buried Longgang and jumped over the desert wilderness woodland, which has experienced various dangers.
Everyone really experienced the vastness of the wild battlefield. When they heard that Shui Lingling said that where they left, when they were just the tip of the iceberg in the wild battlefield, everyone felt a big head.
However, the harvest is also not small, it is difficult to find rare medicines and spirit grass, which can be seen everywhere.
Even when you are lucky, walking on the side of the road, you can find a herb worth millions of Lingshi from an unattended gap.
Three days later, a deserted plain appeared in front of a few people. Five peaks stood in the plain, and the mountain peaks were surrounded by a blue-colored treasure hall.
A mountain facing a few people, compared with the other five peaks, it is obvious that the upper half, it seems that people have become two halves.
The cyan temple in the center of the five peaks is as high as a kilometer. The temple is covered with dust. It looks very old and has a trace of dilapidation.
Looking at the blue-colored treasure hall, Xiao Chen’s inexplicable intrigue produced a kind of incitement. He felt very familiar with no reason. It seems that he had been here before 10,000 years ago.
Wonderful feeling, Xiao Chen asked, "What is that?"
Others looked at Xiao Chen with a strange look, and then Shui Lingling said: "You don't know? It is the Qinglong Temple. After the sacred gates of the Holy Land were destroyed thousands of years ago, their main hall appeared here."
Xiao Chen was surprised: "Does Tianwu domain really have four holy places? In addition to Baidi City, Fengqing Palace, Xuanwumen, there is also a holy place."
Shui Lingling nodded: "That is nature. Longmen used to be the first of the holy places. The last master of the Longmen, 10,000 years ago, was the most powerful king of the emperor, the strongest palace of the Wushen Palace, and the crown of Kunlun. , across all directions."
"He is so strong, how can the gantry be destroyed again?" Xiao Chen's eyes never left the treasure hall, murmured.
Shui Lingling did not know much. She replied with a little vagueness: "It is related to the Tianwu Dynasty in your vast world. No one knows what is going on. The future generations only know that the Tianwu Dynasty and the Qinglong Palace are almost destroyed at the same time.

Xiao Chen yearned for the treasure hall and said: "Are we going in?"
Others heard the words, no doubt it was not a bitter smile. explained: "The treasure hall left by the Emperor of the King of the Emperor, who does not want to go in, can not go in at all."
"The five-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousandths
Xiao Chen was shocked and said to him, "Is it true?"
Jiao Jiao nodded and said: "The five peaks, each representing a property, form a five-line envelope, and all the time and space of one of the heavens and the earth is confined."
"In the same year, Lei Di broke half of the mountain, but was also attacked by the five elements for a hundred years."
Xiao Chen’s doubts:
What did you mean by attacking for a hundred years?

Geng Jiao was particularly impressed with that memory. After a moment of indulging, he said: "It is to compress a hundred years of time, and there is only one sword, so that you have been hurt for a hundred years."
A sword for a hundred years, a hundred years of a sword, Xiao Chen can not help but fall into the bitter thinking, even this kind of martial arts, it really makes people feel incredible.
"Let's go, there is no flying monster here, we can fly directly."
Shui Lingling recruited a beckoning, and the Xuanyang bird on her shoulder immediately screamed out of the body. Several people stepped on the broad back of the Xuanyang bird.
It can be seen around, other warriors are also vacated, or driving flying beasts, or riding a warship, all in the same direction, and the battlefield is buried in Longgang.
There are many beasts in the world, and the names are all crowned with dragon characters, such as auger, dragon, dragon, dragon, fire dragon, a wide variety, and are powerful.
But these are not true dragons. The real dragon is also a legendary beast in the fairy tales. The mana is terrifying, the magical powers are vast, and many powerful cultivators are not opponents.
Since the birth of the martial art era, no one has ever seen a real dragon. What I have seen is only some wills. Even the dragons in the remains are unbearable for the general Emperor.
The burial of Longgang, as the name implies, is the place where the dragon is buried, and the burial is all true dragons.
In the wild battlefield, when the imperial war did not happen, the burial Longgang already existed, and there are even many people who believe that the burial Longgang has existed for a long time in the Xiandao era.
No one can know for sure when the burial Longgang exists, only knowing that there are indeed a large number of real dragons buried here.
Every cemetery of the real dragon is accompanied by a huge treasure house, the spiritual tree that grows up with the true dragon fairy, and the rare fruits born with the dragon's blood.
Under the infested by the dragon, after the eternal years, the specific ore that emerged is a valuable and cherished treasure.
When there is a new cave of true dragons exposed, the other forbidden places in the wild battlefield, and even the temptation of the relics of Xianmen, must be smaller.
Shui Lingling came to the wild battlefield, and the biggest goal is the cave of the real dragon.
In the sky a hundred miles away, there was a little black flare. Xiao Chen condensed the gods into a line and looked directly at the past.
It was found that it was a place, the black storm that swept the world, the sand and the rocks, the big trees in front of the storm, all shattered.
Some powerful monsters, in front of the storm, did not have any resistance, only a moment was involved in the storm, stirred up a pool of blood.
"What it is!"
The warriors flying in the air, looking far away, also found strange scenes in front, but their spiritual strength is not as strong as Xiao Chen.
I can only see some vague scenes, I feel a little bit wrong, I can't see what happened.
The distance is far away, and the is not very clear, but the faint smell from the air makes it frown.
It seems to be in the direction of the Longgang, I don’t know anything.

Shui Lingling's bright eyes, observing the half-sounding, calm-looking road: "It is a real dragon storm. It seems that someone has opened the door of the real dragon's hole. Since there is a real dragon storm, it should not be a hole. ""
Boom!
The speed of the real dragon storm is swift and unparalleled, but with the help of a cup of tea, everyone has completely seen the scene in front and was immediately shocked.
I saw the black storm, connected to the heavens and the earth, thousands of meters, the mountains in front of it, all seem small as ants, the military is even more small.
run!
Other warriors were shocked by a big jump. They did not say anything and ran towards the two sides. No one dared to resist this storm.
Even the storm that can be flattened by the mountain peaks, how powerful the power is, people can't imagine it, I am afraid that only Wu Sheng can only survive if he enters.
Shui Lingling gently jumped and hid her figure under the wings of the Xuanyang bird. "Don't run around, all of them are drilled under the wings of the Xuanyang bird. This is an opportunity for us to reach one step ahead. The Dragon Cave."
The storm was close at hand, separated by tens of meters, the wind rushed, the clothes hunted, and the people seemed to fly.
A few people did not dare to care, some difficult to jump under the wings of the Xuanyang bird, the right hand clutching the green feathers on the wings.
Xiao Chen, Wang Cheng and Jun Si, three people are hidden behind the left wing, and the other three are hidden under the right wing.
The wind whistling, the giant force was boundless, and the huge body of the Xuanyang bird was shaking slightly.
The wind is like a blade, a few people are scratched, and the eyes are somewhat difficult to open. The body shape is tightly attached to the side of the Xuanyang bird wing. No one dares to care about it. If it is pulled out by the wind, it is absolutely impossible to survive.
Shui Lingling stared at the storm in front of her, and quickly gave Xuanyang a command when the storm was about to hit.
The broad wings of the Xuanyang bird slowly closed up, and the whole body resembled a sword into the storm.
But when the wings were about to be completely closed, Wang Cheng’s palm was shot directly on Xiao Chen’s body.
When the storm came, it was hard to resist, and there was a danger of being pulled out at any time. Wang Cheng poured oil on the fire and immediately took Xiao Chen out.
The rushing force in the storm, even the sound that made him exclaimed, was too late to be sent out, and he sucked him out, and the high wind was thrown up.
The incident happened extremely quickly. Others did not find it at all. Wang Cheng smiled awkwardly and then anxiously said: "Jun Shimei, Xiao Chen, the younger brother, flew out."
Jun Si looked a glimpse, and found out that Xiao Chen was gone, and his heart was flustered, and he immediately gave a message to Shui Lingling.
"Don't move, I know!"
The double wings of the Xuanyang bird have been completely closed, and Shui Lingling whispered a command, and then turned into a purple mang, flying toward Xiao Chen's figure.