Chapter 1501: Dragon and Mural

Yue Chen said indifferently: "How can it be so simple, we have no prestige among the sea clan, how can we become this leader."
"If you act too dazzlingly, you will be noticed by someone with a heart."
Jia Xu smiled and added: "Not only that, this short-headed leader is not good, except for a false name, not only has to work hard, but it is also easy to get behind the scenes."
"It's better to throw it to this Ao Kui, it will also make him have a good impression of us, in other words, if he is sold by us, he will count the money for us!"
Hearing Yue Chen's explanation, Gui Tong nodded in relief this time, and said in a daze: "It's still the two of you who are more insidious."
"Although my old Zhou steals the grave and digs the tomb, I am still inferior to you in terms of pitting people!"
"Damn, Chen Yue and Ao Kui must die!"
Lan Chen looked resentfully at Ao Kui, who was drawing people's hearts.
At this time, Ao Kui was surrounded by the Sea Clan, as if he was the leader of these clans, but Lan Chen, who was a member of the Blue Clan, was put aside.
"Since we have negotiated an alliance, let's set out to explore the second layer now!"
"Ao Kui, I promise here that I will do my best to let everyone go out safely!"
Ao Kui gave orders.
His immediate younger brother responded instantly, shouting in excitement, and rushing towards the second level of the secret realm with a group of sea races.
Although Lan Chen gritted his teeth angrily, he had no choice but to follow behind Ao Kui and enter the second level of mystery.
"Your Majesty, why is this secret realm so empty? Could the demon beast locked in here starve to death?"
"Or this layer of root is empty?"
Xu Chu looked at the empty second-tier secret realm, somewhat puzzled.
"How do I feel like the structure of a tomb passage?"
Guitong murmured.
Unlike the prosperous coral forest on the first level, the second level is like a desert in the sea.
As for the area, it is much smaller than the first level of secret realm, making people feel like they are in an ancient tomb.
Of course, it is a giant ancient tomb. Although it is much smaller than the first floor, it has a height of several kilometers and a width of dozens of miles.
The surrounding walls have also changed from pure white crystal structure to earth-yellow wall tiles.
"There are murals here, look at it, everyone!"
A sea clan exclaimed excitedly as if they had discovered a new continent.
Everyone's eyes were instantly attracted to the past.
The shouting Haizu pointed to a brick wall with brightly colored murals, which stretched hundreds of meters along the wall.
"This is really not the territory of the Sea Clan, let's go and see what is painted!"
Yue Chen shouted.
The lifestyle of the Hai people is rough, and the art form of mural painting has not been extended.
On the one hand, it is because of their character. They are more willing to kill and go to the human land to plunder than painting.
On the other hand, the environment in the sea is not suitable for the preservation of murals.
"The picture above seems to be a dragon, a real dragon, not a pseudo-dragon with wings!"
Guitong glanced a few times, and said with a smack.
"Can you tell how old this mural is?"
Yue Chen asked smoothly.
In his opinion, the creator of these murals may have some connection with the fault of the civilization of the Kyushu human race.
If you can get clues from above, it is also a good thing.
"I don't see it, this technology is too high, what I have to say must be at least 100,000 years of history!"
"But I can see the scene described above quite clearly, it should be the process of a dragon falling, and this dragon seems to have a lot to do with the human race!"
The ghost boy said after thinking for a moment.
The content on the mural is the story of a wounded dragon that landed on land, and the human race was in great grief, and the dragon fell after the treatment failed.
The exquisite paints and the magical painting skills vividly outline the power of the dragon and the sadness of the human race.
Although only seeing the mural, Yue Chen could also feel the sadness of the human race in the mural.
"Human race and Shenlong, were they allies once?"
"But the dragon on the mural is at least the strength of the emperor. I am afraid that even the demons will not be able to kill him."
"Who on earth was this Shenlong injured by?"
Yue Chen frowned, cold sweat oozing from his forehead and nose.
If he had a good guess, the former human race was more powerful than the current demons, and even possessed the fighting power of the Emperor of Heaven.
However, such a tyrannical human race was defeated by an unknown force, and it was the entire civilization that was extinct.
Even... Yue Chen had a bold idea. The Jiuzhou Continent, which is now regarded as a remote place, may have been the center of the human race, but after the destruction of the human civilization, the originally remote continent retained a trace of fire.
Therefore, the current strength is stronger than that of the mainland of Kyushu.
boom! Without waiting for Yue Chen to ring a lot, a violent noise reached his ears. Lan Chen smashed the murals with a fist, cursing, "It's just nonsense, these human races are just food, and they are also sheltered by dragons?"
Other sea tribes have responded, and even Ao Kui, who is the most uncomfortable with him, also responded: "Yes, these humans are not worthy of civilization at all."
"It's only a few thousand years old, and it can't be compared with the greatness of our Sea Clan."
"This is definitely a fake thing by Human Race!"
Speaking of taking out the anchor, making a charged gesture to hit the mural.
Unlike Lan Chen's fist, the power of the fist can at most smash a small hole in the mural, which can be restored if carefully repaired.
If it were hit by such a huge anchor, I am afraid that this hundred-meter-long mural would be destroyed.
"stop!"
Yue Chen shouted unbearably.
These murals are treasures left by human ancestors to future generations, and they are also the inheritance of human civilization.
In any case, he can't just sit back and watch the precious murals being destroyed by the sea people.
A group of gods also stopped in front of the mural, although they did not speak, their eyes were very firm.
"Brother Chenyue, what do you mean?
Do you want to speak for the human race? "
Ao Kui was a little dissatisfied.
Lan Kun, who stood behind Lan Chen, had already doubted Yue Chen's identity. At this time, as if he had caught Yue Chen's handle, he jumped out and shouted, "I've long seen him suspicious!"
"I think he is a spy of the Human Race, and it may even be the existence of Human Race pretending to be!"
When hearing this, the sea clan were a little shocked, and then looked at Lan Kun with silly eyes.
Although everyone was bluffed by his words at first, plus Yue Chen's behavior was also a little suspicious.
But after thinking about it for a moment, these sea races showed sarcasm smiles.
The human race cannot survive on the bottom of the sea for a long time. This is a matter of common sense.
Even if it reaches the level of Emperor Zhan, it is impossible to completely adapt to it in the sea.
However, the performance of Yue Chen and his group along the way is not the slightest difference from the normal Sea Clan. Although the origin is somewhat unknown, it is impossible to be a Human Clan pretending.
"Go back, don't embarrass me here!"
Lan Chen shouted angrily.