Chapter 101: Relics (600 monthly ticket plus more)

With Houzhu is the Dragon Ball, it has a dragon character and can collect gas.
At this time, Wu Ming felt that his body was full of great energy, and with the white light of Hou Zhu, a road automatically emerged.
"Without returning to the valley, is there still a dragon left?"
Wu Ming’s heart moved, but he stepped on the road that emerged from the air and walked.
Oh...
Surging around the fog, like a ghost crying.
For a long time, there were no ghosts. Only the monsters and scums hovered in the valley, but finally they greeted a visitor.
In the eyes of many evil spirits, a young Taoist person swept across the red flames, and Jin Qingyun swarmed and gathered to form a dragon. The pearls held in his hands released Guanghua, and all the way slowly.
There is no glimpse of the valley, and the thick fog inside is that even powerful ghosts and gods can not be dispelled, and there are demon spirits and evil spirits, so it becomes a famous fierce land in the earth.
However, at this time, a strange premonition is the doubt and scruping that makes Wu Ming go to the bottom of my heart.
The Yin God is in the wind, and if it is lightning, there is no reference object around it, so Wu Ming does not know how deep he is.
Suddenly, the front is suddenly open and there is a huge architectural relic.
I don't know when Wu Ming returned to God and looked around. He found that the dense fog around him had dispersed, but he was based on an empty white marble square.
The huge jade pillars and Chinese watches are turned downside, and the grass is overgrown with a feeling of loneliness.
"Here is... a fallen blessed land?"
Wu Ming was a spirit, but suddenly he had a judgment.
The square is broken and with decay, but from the point of view of regulation and residual rituals, the power of the great gods here will not be small.
After turning a huge ruin, Wu Ming was twitched and saw something incompetent.
Appeared in front of him, it is a broken altar, Xuan Tu is the base, below the upper circle, the same as the heaven and the earth, the length and width are nine and nine, the height is also nine and nine, some jade rituals, bronze wine The prince was scattered all over the place.
"This regulation is an altar of heaven..."
Wu Ming saw it, but he was very surprised. It is said that no one in ancient times has the qualification to sacrifice the heavens. It is also the same among the gods.
"and……"
He stepped forward and picked up a bronze cellar.
This wine cellar has a rough texture, a strange shape, and a broken, faint eclipse. It is a rare cultural relic.
But these are not the key points. The real focus is that after Wu Ming’s skin touches the wine cellar, the dragon's body suddenly fluctuates.
"Sure enough, there is still a dragon's breath..."
Wu Ming suddenly had no doubts: "This is a certain dragon god? Or is this piece of blessed land simply the land of the dragons? Or how can the dragon be so strong?"
Oh! Oh!
The silky crumbs slipped from the fingers and made Wu Ming smash.
Immediately, this crisp sound seems to touch the whole world, hehe...
The entire roof collapsed, a lot of smoke and dust, and the decaying power of time, even the roof was destroyed.
"Oh... even if it is a real god, it is hard to wash the history of the river..."
Wu Ming sighs and sighs, knowing that this is a long time, the whole Tiantan is scattered, I am afraid that no one is available, but it is absolutely the idea of ​​fishing a few pieces of artifacts from here.
"It’s a pity..."
After using the spirit of the eye again and determining that there was no glimmer of light in the ruins, Wu Ming shook his head and continued to go deeper.
The three sinister places of the earth, the dead river, the ghost mountain, the no return valley, and the no return valley is a fallen land of the ancient god!
Moreover, the fall of the blessed land, with the influence of the entire non-returning valley, has become a sinister Jedi, forming grievances and dead spirits, even the general ghosts and gods are afraid to approach, otherwise the blessings will not be measured, this kind of thing, not personal experience, who will believe it? ?
"Well! It should be like this..."
Wu Ming thought for a moment, the mana surging, transforming a water rune, forming a light curtain, and recording all of this.
Of course, there is only a short scene to prove that you have indeed been here, and it is not a mess.
In case of a mission proof, this is evidence.
"To truly shock the peripheral evil spirits and find the right path, come here, I am afraid that people who are full of dragons can't..."
Wu Ming looked at his own dragon: "And... not too little, I just need the luck of the dragon..."
This point almost cut off the chance of more than ninety-nine.
"This is just an altar. If you re-enter it, don't you know what chance?"
Crossing the altar, and then going deep into the miles, there are collapsed pillars everywhere, and the jade is everywhere, showing the luxury of the masters of the year.
Later, a broken palace will appear in front of Wu Ming, Guangsha is continuous, occupying a lot of land, although there is a run-down, but its upper aura still remains, faint.

Is it always up to now?

Wu Ming sees this, but it is not shocking and rejoicing. What he fears most is that this palace is like the Temple of Heaven, washed by the years, what spiritual things will collapse, but now, the law is still there, but it is a blessing. It is.
No matter how powerful the ban on the law of the year, the ruin of the power of time and time will not be able to stay.
Before the palace, the jade beads were mottled and the plaques were already decaying.
A kind of great grief-like atmosphere, lingering in Wu Ming's heart.
"This does not exist, even the name is difficult to stay. It seems that the eternal can not live forever?"
Beside the palace, the law is banned from recession, and it is no longer possible to shelter. It has already been weedy, and half of the stone monument fell to the ground, revealing the corner of the vicissitudes.
Wu Ming stepped forward and wiped it with his sleeves. Although most of the previous ones have been completely decayed, there are still two broken Yunxiao fonts.
"People... This text should mean the meaning of 'the government', and the next one, it seems to be the word 'jun', and together, is the palace?"
Wu Ming carefully identified, but it was a harvest: "Fu Jun? That is a member of the earth god, can have this cellar, but not much..."
The inside is faintly expecting, and he comes to the front door again.
The palace is full of weight, although looking at the broken, but Wu Ming reached out and pushed, a layer of faint light is emerging, firmly pushing his palm.

Is there still such a capacity?

This change has made Wu Ming’s heart move, and it is even more eager:
It seems that there should be a lot of good things in it...

A beckoning, the top of the dragon circling, faintly will explore the claws.
Hey!
At this moment, Wu Ming's face was the first to change, looking at the Houzhu in his hand.
Hey!
A kind of airflow in the darkness, with the ancient wilderness, emerged from the mansion, and did not enter the Houzhu.
"Not a dragon! It seems to be the legacy of some kind of ancient snake..."
With Houzhu only a trace of dragon, the encounter with the princes of the year, is also a big snake, has not completely become a true dragon, when there is snake sex.
"Well, in this house, something is quite good for you with Houzhu!"
On the face of Wu Ming, there is a happy color: "If you use this snake, plus the dragon, inside and outside, you can't break through the law!"
"Hey!"
Suddenly, a thick layer of black gas emerged from the land before the palace, and it was gathered into a large group of black fog. The two blood-red eyes in the middle glared at Wu Ming.
A thick, long, fluffy, long-legged thigh that stood as a sword, slammed out of the dark mist and pressed down with thunder.
boom!
The dust was flying, and a huge pothole was added to the white marble square in front of the palace.
Wu Ming repeatedly retreats, paying attention to the monster hidden in the black air, the light of the eye blinks:
"This is... evil spirits? But with the gods of the gods, is it the guardian of the past?"
A powerful must have a and a watchman.
Wu Ming did not think that the watchman of that year, although already dead and fallen, the soul of the remnant seems to be combined with this land, forming a monster like the evil spirit.
"And... In this area, it is also a guardian of the past, and it is automatically able to get the power of banning and bail out, expelling me as an outsider, and being justified..."
In the midst of a rapid retreat, Wu Ming knew the sea, and a real species of Fuxi suddenly released Guanghua.
Hey!
In the gap of the white jade in the weedy hall, a green vine rushed out, with a barb, slammed on it, like a viper, rushing toward the black fog.
"External... Dao... Killing..."
In the dark fog, the blood-red scorpions are crazy, and they seem to have a trace of confusion, loss of intelligence and loss. At this time, they can only act by guarding instinct.
A flaming red light bursts from the black mist and burns with a blazing flame.
Fire wood! Even if it is a five-line technique, it must follow this basic law.
Almost instantaneously, dozens of thick vines were instantly turned into fly ash.
The monster didn't stop at all, slamming out a huge head from the black fog, topping the two corners, spitting out a colorful light, and overwhelming.
"The five elements are born? No! This is the five-color ban!"
The flames have not yet arrived, and a powerful force of prohibition and isolation has come down, causing Wu Ming to almost lose the connection to his mana.
"It's weird here, and this monster..."
Looking at the other side of the horrible flames of the same length of a few feet, as well as the five colors of black light and black and red mixed with the gas, Wu Ming eyes.
"Hey!"
On top of his head, the golden and blue dragons roared in anger, and the purple eyes in the eyes flourished, suddenly rising and slamming.
boom!
The end of the huge dragon, colliding with the light curtain formed by the five-color black light, the horrible shock wave sweeping the square.
Hey!
Through this impact, Wu Ming's yin is like a weak wind, and it is a long way to go.
The ghost roared and chased the end of the relic, but he could only stop and screamed at Wu Ming’s back. (To be continued.).
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