Chapter 1046

When they arrived at the ancient city of desolate city, the monks had an indescribable sense of shock.

From the outside, the desolate city does not look like a city, just like a huge war fortress!

A boundless and huge city!

The outer wall of the city is made up of iron gray stones more than ten meters high. Each stone is squared and squared. There is no adhesion between the stone and the stone, but it fits perfectly together. The stone seam is so tight that a thin blade can't be inserted into it.

The wall of the wasteland city is more than 100 Zhang high. The thick iron gray city wall is covered with countless fine traces. Some are like claws, some are like swords, some are like lightning and flame.

It is obvious that this ancient city has experienced unimaginable wars, some of which even show a bright red color, and have not completely dried up until now!

The most surprising thing is that just above the huge gate of the deserted city, a dragon head with a height of three feet is suspended on the wall, emitting waves of powerful spiritual power.

The dragon head looks like it was cut down by people, and there are even irregular incisions on the fracture surface!!

I don't know how many years this dragon head has been hanging on the wall of this city, and its whole body appears gray and black. Anyone

as long as you look at it, you can feel a strong flavor of time from this dragon head. It seems that it has gone through an extremely long time,

has experienced endless trials and hardships. The skin on the tap has dried up and become wrinkled. At first glance, it looks like a gray black stone sculpture.

When they saw the dragon head, which seemed to have died, they fell down from the air in succession, crawling on the ground, shivering all over.

The eyes of these riders almost at the same time show a strong fear. The fear from the deepest soul makes all the riders dare not make any rash. It seems that as long as they are slightly disrespectful, they will be destroyed.

It is said that this dragon head was obtained by a dragon killed by the founder of the wasteland city. The dragon was about to purify its blood and refine the body of the real dragon. Therefore, the dragon head was born with a powerful dragon power, which was enough to keep many powerful wild animals away.

Even now, after endless years, the flesh and blood on the dragon head has withered, but the dragon power is still gathering on the deserted city to protect the human beings in this ancient city.

Let the wild beast in the wilderness dare not attack from the gate!

Seeing that all the riding pets, including the Linghe snow feather of Lingxin elder, could not lift their heads because of the dragon power contained in the dragon head. Chu Chen's eyebrows moved slightly, and his figure moved slightly. A faint and almost invisible golden ripple rippled out, covering all the riding pets.

Being washed by this wave, many riders suddenly got up in spirits.

"Why? How can these riders resist the oppression of Longwei so quickly

"Is Longwei offset by something?"

The monks were stunned for a moment and were greatly surprised.

Most of these people have never been to the ancient city.

The dragon head on the gate of this desolate city has a great reputation. The wild animals and fierce beasts that can be oppressed by its inherent dragon power dare not get close to them. It also exerts great pressure on monks' riding beasts and war pets.

According to legend, the first time to enter the desolate city, the riding pet and the spirit beast must crawl on the ground for half an hour or so before they can slowly get rid of the oppression of the dragon power.

These riders say stand up and stand up?!

Can we say that the dragon head has not retained much dragon power because of its long experience??

Among the crowd, only Qiu San had a clear mind. After the boy tiger entered the magic River, the control of his spirit power was more perfect. He quietly resisted the dragon power to a group of riders.

People really step into the huge desolate city, feel like entering a new world.

Where is a city? It's just like a country!

The flow of people is very busy.

At the same time, a noisy and lively atmosphere came.

Due to the harsh climate and wild animals in the Western wasteland, the folk custom is extremely fierce, and the people living on this land are generally stronger.

Even some women are generally tall, a head taller than the people in the eastern region.

Their clothing style is very rough, most people wear a variety of animal skin clothes, rarely see cloth clothes or silk clothes.

Along the way, you can see a famous iron tower like man in his bare upper body, and the strong and strong muscles of iron and steel. Several young girls were blushing, covering their mouths and laughing.

In fact, in addition to the spiritual elder who once came to collect herbs in the Western wasteland, others have seen many records about the western wilderness region in some ancient books, but they have not really come.At this time, when they came to this desolate city full of exotic customs, many monks were full of enthusiasm and tried to look around.

"It's not easy All the way through, we finally arrived at the deserted city. "

With a long sigh of relief, Qiu San looked around and found that all the people around him were equally curious about the deserted city.

So he waved his hand decisively.

"Well, let's walk around and have a look. We'll meet here in the evening. The local conditions and customs of this desolate city are quite different from those of our Dongyuan region. It's not easy to come here and feel it! "

Qiu San's words did not fall, a group of friars immediately exploded and scattered, most of them disappeared in the crowd in an instant.

This trip to the Western wasteland is absolutely breathtaking.

The mountain, the sea, the storm A series of dangerous situations can be called a life of death.

At this moment, even if the determination of the people encountered such a change will also feel from the heart of fatigue, must be well relaxed.

Several young friars, holding hands and smiling, walked towards the largest and most prosperous equipment shop in the city, while most of the male friars rushed to the weapons and pet shops.

Of course, there are also a few young friars, tacit with each other, rushed to the city's several beautiful pink attics

At the time when all the friars are scattered, the elder Lingxin controls the huge crane and carries Chu Chen to fly.

"Come on, I'll take you to a place."

The cold face of Lingxin elder, with a touch of mystery, looks even colder.

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