Chapter 632: Dieless death (second more)

Panlongdi, this is one of the most horrific terrains recorded in the funeral dragon. The non-chaotic strong can't be arrogant. He can't understand what the ancestors of the Seven Miles dynasty ran to. XVX Bayi XIVI Chinese IVXI Network W冂WW.亠81乂Z亻W. The place like COM is not the previous undead domain and the yin and yang can be compared. It is really a comparison. The former is the mountain, the latter two are just the dust.
Staring at the front, his face is a bit black.
Jiuhuang Lao noticed his expression change and asked: "Little friend, what happened?"
Everyone else looked at him and saw that his expression was not good-looking.
Someone spoke and asked Lin Tian carefully: "This place, is it..."
Lin Tian stared at the big mountain in front, and the two dead woods at the end of the mountain did not move. The wild grass at the end of the mountain swayed slightly, and then looked at the huge stone spots like dragon scales on the mountain, taking a few breaths, it was sinking. Nod.
"Question, great!"
He is low.
Suddenly, the crowd was shocked again. This road came along, and the situation of the murder was also met. I have never seen Lin Tian reveal such heavy expressions.
Taking a deep breath and calming down the emotions, he said: "This place, for the Panlongdi, the thousands of miles of the atmosphere of the earth all gather in this place, forming a terrible field, even Nirvana Those who can devour themselves. Since ancient times, those who can move this trend at will, only to reach the level of chaos."
Panlongdi, with a "dragon" in it, is enough to imagine how terrible it is, symbolizing a place similar to the ancestral veins. Of course, this is definitely not related to Zulongmai, just to show its terrible If you are not good at such a place, you will definitely have a great disaster, break into it, and sometimes die without knowing how to die.
"This……"
Listening to this, many people are trembled together.
Here, even the Nirvana strong can swallow? !
At this moment, a cold sizzle sounded, Jiang Luoan opened, staring at Lin Tian sneer: "This may not be simple, but what you said is so sinister, what do you want to express? Is it afraid? I don’t want to save the Supreme Emperor of the Seven Miles!
He said, his sinister color appeared:
This idea is not good. Since the Nine Emperor invited you to come, you have promised, then you should do your duty, now want to retire. What was the Seven Miles Dynasty?"
Lin Tian looked down and stared at Jiang Luan, and his eyes were intertwined: "The old is not dead, three times and five times provocation!"
Staring at Jiang Luan, he stepped forward and the black scorpion on his shoulder raised his head slightly, and the enchanting icy cold.
"The old man will be afraid of you?!"
Jiang Luoan sneered, and also took a step toward Lin Tian. In the past, his injury has been better than half, and his strength has reached the peak of his peak. At this time, he can stabilize the black box.
At this time, the nine emperors stood up and played round again.
"Two, only the last step, but also the two are now in dispute." Jiuhuang Laodao, and looked at Lin Tian, ​​said: "Little friends, the old man believes what you said, but also ask the younger friend to help me seven miles The dynasty continued to move forward. Afterwards, if the ancestors of our family were rescued, the old man would give you another 10,000 pounds of spirit in the original promise!"
For Lin Tian’s words, Jiuhuang Lao did not doubt it at all. He had already been psychologically prepared, because the act of the operator who was invited to Tianji Pavilion was also deduced for a long time. At that time, the gods clearly said that they were trapped. The place of the ancestors of the pulse is not a good land. Moreover, the ancestors of their veins are highly advanced, and a place can trap their ancestors for decades. Where can such a place be simple?
"Please help Lin Xiaoyou!"
Next to it, the rest of the Seven Miles dynasty also spoke. Although they were afraid of the front, they were all determined with firmness.
After all, what is trapped inside is the ancestors of their veins.
Lin Tian stared at the front and repeatedly took a deep breath. The dragon's light in the eyes flickered, and there was also a glimpse of the fine mans.
"it is good!"
He nodded.
At the beginning, since he had promised the Seven Miles dynasty, it is naturally not very good to withdraw now. It is a villain's move. Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that in addition to the danger of peerlessness in the description of Panlongdi in the Funeral Dragon, there is another sentence... The place where Panlong is, must be immortal! He would like to know what kind of Xianzhen is in these places, or that he would like to take out the fascinating fairy cherries that have been bred in these dragons!
He looked at the Nine Emperors and said: "Now, stay in the mountains and don't move around. I will first explore this Longshan."
"Well, everything is listening to your friends!"
The Nine Emperor nodded.
At this time, in the face of such a savage situation, Lin Tian is naturally the most talkative person. In this field, Lin Tian is stronger than the Jiangan of the dragon family.
Lin Tian nodded, carefully staring at the Longshan in front, cautiously around the square, walking slowly.
Every time he fell, his feet were flashing with dragons, and he was immersed in the ground to explore the heavens and the earth in this place. In the process, he saw many terrible scenes. The dragon pattern he had plunged into the ground, extended to the bottom of the mountain, and sometimes saw infinite darkness, sometimes seeing blazing fire, and even seeing the evil spirits.
Two words...horror!
From time to time, there was cold sweat dripping on his forehead, and his heart was really cold.
"If you really have a fairy in this terrain, don't know what it will be, it will be amazing!"
He said to himself.
Thinking about this, he took a deep breath and carefully branded the dragon pattern to make the dragon pattern rush into the ground.
He did very rigorously and carefully explored it. It took him seven days to stop and spit out a sigh of gas.
"Little friends, can you?"
The Nine Emperor asked quickly.
Lin Tian nodded. When he didn't sit down, he would run the four poles and restore his spirit. Until the last half hour, it turned out to be ruddy and ruddy. For the old emperor: "Yes."
"Good! Then let's go in, everything depends on the little friends!"
Jiuhuang Lao said quickly. In the past seven days, he has been staring at Lin Tian, ​​and he has been staring at Cangshan in front of him. He waited for Lin Tian to prepare, and then went into it to rescue the ancestors of their veins.
Next to it, Jiang Luan’s face is not good-looking. The last sentence of Jiuhuang’s old saying
everything depends on a small friend
is undoubtedly the use of Lin Tian as the main force of this trip, and he has some neglect. He was also the person who was invited, but now, it has become the tribute of Lin Tian, ​​which makes him stare at Lin Tian's eyes more vicious, which is full of killing.
Lin Tian’s spirit has returned to its peak, and at this moment, staring at the Canglong Mountains in front, slowly stepping forward.
"As with yin and yang, be careful with me, how can I go, how do you go!"
He said.
Jiu Huang Lao and others will not be dissident, and they nod their heads quickly. This is related to their lives, and it is also about whether they can successfully rescue the ancestors trapped in Longshan.
Lin Tian walked forward and found the northern position of the mountain. On the 7th, his exploration, he is the weakest in this position, and it is safest to enter from this place.
Close to the front, he really realized the majesty of this mountain range, with a very amazing and terrible momentum.
He didn't say much, and soon entered the mountain.
The range of mountains is very large, and there are some gray-white powder on the ground. As the pedestrians walk, the gray-white powder floats a little bit like white smoke.
Lin Tianxing was in front, and it seemed that he had stepped on something in the near future. He quickly removed his footsteps and looked down. This is the time. He shattered the skull of a person who had fallen into the ground. The human skull was broken and turned into grayish bone powder. Staring at this scene, he suddenly jumped in his heart, looking back, all the way, the grayish white powder on the ground, is it the ashes after the crushed bones?
He has some trepidation, how many people have died, and how long has it been to die to give birth to such a scene?
Nine emperors and others looked at Lin Tian's soles. The skulls that Lin Tian stepped on had not been completely broken. There were one or two small pieces, staring at this scene. These people obviously thought of the same thing as Lin Tian. All are discolored.
"This, here..."
Some people trembled.
Lin Tianshen took a breath: "Go!"
As he said, he stepped on the gray bone powder and continued to walk towards the interior of the mountain.
Soon after, he was now a huge mountain, looking far away, the dark lacquer inside the cave was intertwined, like the fog that floated out of hell, it was very embarrassing.
"The breath of the ancestors is from inside!"
The nine emperors are excited.
Lin Tian didn't say much, moved his footsteps and walked toward the cave.
As soon as he entered the cave, he suddenly felt his body cool, and the temperature in the cave was somewhat amazing.
He stared at the front, the dragon's light flashed in his eyes, the dragon's feet spread, and every step was very careful.
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
The caves seem to be lonely, walking in this, only the footsteps of a group of people constantly echoing from both sides.
Soon, the pedestrians walked about a few hundred feet, and there was a martyrdom in front of them. They were all black and secluded. It was like a voluptuous lie. It was opening a mouth and waiting for the prey to walk in. Go to the belly.
"Little friends, which way do we go?"
Asked the Nine Emperor.
Entering this cave, his perception of his own ancestor's breath is weaker. It seems that every martyr has its own ancestral ancestors.
Lin Tian's soles are intertwined with dragons, and after half a ring, they point to the right: "Go this..."
"call out!"
Suddenly, the sound of the broken sound sounded, with an extreme cold, directly interrupted what Lin Tian would say next.
Then, the screams sounded for the first time. Among them, one of them had a sudden break in the head, and the brain was mixed with blood and splashed. Some of them fell on the faces of several people.
Ps: Sweaty, come back to the code at noon, and accidentally fell asleep. Well, the dragon went to work hard to write the third, and strive to get out of it as soon as possible!