Chapter 818： Don't have a cave (four thousand characters, 2 in 1)

The gate of the Dragon God Ruins was more than a hundred meters high. When Yang Ming stepped into the palace gate, the Ice Emperor behind seemed to have noticed that Zi Ji and Wang Qiu'er were a little weaker, and could not feel the delicate sense of temporal and spatial changes. It's like a paste sticking to the face, wrapping it all over the body with a firm feeling.

Thanks to the infinite gloves, Yang Ming's research on time and space can be said to be the best in the world. More than 99% of the people in the spirit master world are more sensitive to this feeling.

After a slight pause, Yang Ming stood at the door and looked around. The eyes of Samsara opened silently, analyzing the situation here at the fastest speed.

In the sight of the reincarnation eye, a layer of time and space power that is hard to see with the naked eye is wrapped around the Dragon God site. It is precisely because of this time and space power that this palace has survived thousands of years of history and will stand tall, otherwise With the scouring of time alone, most of the materials used to build this Dragon God site were ordinary stones, which had already collapsed.

Rather than saying that the Dragon God site was opened in this place, it would be better to say that it seems to be on this shore, but in fact it is on the other shore.

This is similar to the world of Six Paths of Reincarnation created by Yang Ming. This Dragon God site is equivalent to a small world opened up on Douluo Star, just like the world of caves opened up by those masters who have become immortals in the world of Xianxia.

The spirit power circulating within the entire Dragon God site is inert, and the heaven and earth spirit power contained in it is very small, most of which are biased towards darkness and earth.

If the soul master stays inside the Dragon God site for too long, even if you enter deep meditation, the effect of meditation will be much lower than that in the outside world. It is difficult to draw a sufficient amount of soul power from the surrounding environment, and it may damage To the foundation of the soul master, because Yang Ming always felt that something strange was looming in the surrounding environment.

A strong man at Yang Ming's level is more willing to trust his intuition, even if the reason for this intuition is unreasonable.

Slightly frowned, Yang Ming paused for a while before continuing to go deep into the palace.

"DaDaDa!DaDaDa!DaDaDa!"

The sound of footsteps echoed in the corridor.

The entire palace is constructed of stones, which are cut into square slabs and laid out in a seamless manner. The craftsmanship is very high-end, with almost no artificial traces.

On the left and right sides of the corridor, at a distance of 100 meters, there is a crystal skull hanging on the wall. I don’t know if these skulls are made from soul beasts. They actually emit a dark purple light. The dark palace brought a little light.

Strange to say, there seems to be a strange force field pervading this palace, which can block the spirit master's exploration of spiritual power.

In the outside world, ordinary soul masters can extend their spiritual power to a range of 100 meters, but within the palace, they can only extend to about one meter. Even if it is stronger than Yang Ming, its divine consciousness is extremely powerful, comparable to a demigod, and only It can only cover the 500 meters of the surrounding area.

This feeling is not unfamiliar to Yang Ming, and even a little familiar. It reminds him that he had been similarly suppressed when he entered the killing capital.

"Is it because of the material of these slates?"

Yang Ming glanced at the wall without a trace, and said in his heart.

It seems that these stone slabs should have some connection with the soil inside the deep and long tunnel that was passed when entering the killing capital.

In the dim light, one can vaguely see the pictures painted on the wall with colorful crayons. There are red dragons flying high, light dragons bathed in sunlight, and some lurking deep in the seabed. Among the sea dragons, there are green dragons that live in harmony with the beasts in the forest, and black dragons that Yang Ming is familiar with...

All kinds of dragon spirit beasts that had never been heard before appeared in Yang Ming's sight.

These terrifying dragon races that once dominated the Douluo star in the ancient times have disappeared into the long river of history with the fall of the Dragon God. Now, even after thousands of years, there is no record in even human history. Only among the ancient soul beast races are there stories that have been passed down from generation to generation.

Wang Qiuer's eyes dodged, always feeling that under the gloomy light of the crystal skull, the dragons on the wall paintings looked extremely gloomy and gloomy. The dragons seemed to choose someone to eat, and bursts of gloomy and terrible atmosphere rushed toward him.

After all, she is an innocent girl, subconsciously clinging to Yang Ming, holding Yang Ming's arms tightly with her hands, and pressing half of her body together, even making Yang Ming feel that refreshingly soft.

"Why? Scared?"

Yang Ming turned his face and said with a smile on his face.

"Who, who said I'm afraid!"

No matter where Wang Qiuer is a person who easily recognizes counseling, even if he is panicked, the little pride in his heart is unwilling to show in front of others.

"Really?" Yang Ming raised his mouth slightly, revealing an imperceptible smirk. He pointed at the back of Wang Qiu'er's head and said, "Look, what's behind you?"

When prompted by Yang Ming, at this moment, Wang Qiuer's mind flashed through various horror stories. These stories were heard by Aunt Ziji in the human world. It is said that the protagonist and the group of people go deep into adventure places, often in this place. When encountering turn around to kill.

For a while, Wang Qiu'er's body stiffened, and Yang Ming could even feel that Wang Qiu'er grasped his arm with more strength, sweat came out on the palm of his hand, and it was cold and cold on his arm.

Regardless of what Yang Ming said, there was only one thought in Wang Qiu'er's mind.

"I don't watch! I don't watch! I don't watch!"

Seeing her face in a second, Yang Ming secretly felt funny, patted her fragrant shoulder lightly, and smiled:

"Little fool, I lied to you, there is nothing behind you!"

"Really?"

Wang Qiuer quietly lifted his head from Yang Ming's arms, and looked at Yang Ming secretly, hoping to see if he was lying from the changes in his facial muscles.

Although the light inside the palace is dim, it does not affect Wang Qiu'er's vision in the slightest. A pair of golden pupils exudes a faint golden glow, not to mention that they can ignore the darkness, but the vision within at least fifty steps is as clear as day.

"Really!"

Yang Ming nodded his head.

With Yang Ming's assurance, Wang Qiu'er seemed to have injected courage and turned his head around.

A magnificent dragon face with white bones fell into the field of vision.

This giant dragon was of average strength before his death, with a body length of several tens of feet. After countless years, the tough dragon scales and knotted dragon meat have long been turned into the dust of history, and only a dark yellow skeleton remains. Here, the skull the size of a car, where the eyes were originally turned into two deep holes, seemed to stare straight at the crowd.

When Wang Qiu'er looked back, his eyes met, just in line with the hole.

The sudden sense of horror followed like a shadow, and a chill came from Wang Qiu'er's back all the way to his head, only to think that there was a bang in his head, the whole person stayed in place like a wooden chicken, hands and feet were cold, as if falling into an ice cellar.

The pupils shrank slightly, and the female instinct made Wang Qiu'er’s lips lightly open, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, just about to scream out, a thick palm suddenly covered her thin lips, blocking her mouth .

"Woohoo!"

Wang Qiuer reacted with tears in her eyeballs, her eyes widened towards Yang Ming, with a look of you bullying me, Yang Ming was a little bit dumbfounded, and even felt a sense of guilt for a moment.

Seeing Wang Qiu'er tears in his eyes, Yang Ming hurriedly said in a good voice:

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"Well, I was wrong when I lied to you just now. Don't be angry!"

"Humph!"

Wang Qiuer struck her neck and turned her head, almost writing "I won't care about you" on her face.

In these days, Yang Ming has finally learned about the temperament of this vinegar bottle, knowing that there is no need to please too much at this time. After a while, Wang Qiu'er's anger will naturally subside.

Seeing the two flirting and swearing, except for the fact that Heilong Ditian was refined into six puppets, causing expressionlessness, the faces of the other two women were a little embarrassed.

However, the thoughts in the hearts of Bingdi and Ziji were completely different.

Zi Ji clenched her fists and secretly cheered Wang Qiuer:

"Qiu'er, a woman's happiness must be won by herself, come on!"

Bingdi hung behind the crowd and glanced at Yang Ming and Wang Qiu'er with a little envy.

With a hand on the hem of the maid suit, the Bingdi pinched the corner of his skirt, looking forward to the future in his heart.

"When will I be as good as Qiu'er and be calm in front of Master Yang Ming?"

A group of people have different thoughts, walking in the long corridor.

Strangely speaking, the palace of the Dragon God Ruins looks like it occupies hundreds of acres of land from the outside, but after entering it, relying on the feet of their group, they have already walked ten kilometers , But until now he has not reached the bottom of the palace, and can't even see the end of the corridor.

There is a saying in Buddhism that one flower has one world and one leaf has one bodhi.

As a small world created on its own, the Dragon God Ruins naturally has a different realm and is a space of its own.

That's how it is said, but in the group, except for Wang Qiu'er's lack of experience, everyone has subconsciously increased their vigilance to prevent any emergencies from happening.

Because, they discovered that after walking for so long, they hadn't encountered the eight flying spirit masters headed by the Great Elder Feng Xiaoao in the Wind Sword Sect!

"Something is wrong!"

After continuing to walk for ten kilometers, Yang Ming suddenly stopped.

Although the surrounding murals do not have a duplicate, which means that they are not moving around in the same place, the corridor in front of me seems to be endless, which is obviously wrong.

Yang Ming gestured to Zi Ji with his eyes. This enchanting Hell Dragon King and Yang Ming had learned so many times and had already formed a certain tacit understanding with Yang Ming. The single look in his eyes made Zi Ji understand her heart, which was obviously rich in experience.

Under the rhythm of the soul power, a faint purple light enveloped Zi Ji.

In the next instant, Zi Ji’s dress for the guests attending the wedding banquet changed. She was covered with a set of purple-black scales. She was slender, with a round chest, straight and slender thighs. Above her chest, she exposed the white skin of her shoulders and deep chest. Gully, long purple-black hair draped behind her, no wind, automatically, and naturally rippling from both sides of her body, a beautiful face is extremely coquettish, her eyes are deep purple, but her lips are bright purple, on her forehead, Layers of purple halo rippled on a scale that was as black as ink, naturally flowing from the top of her head.

As the king of the **** dragon clan, Ziji was once the two dragon kings of the golden-eyed black dragon king Ditian and became the two dragon kings among the fierce beasts. Although the cultivation base is far different from that of the emperor, the pure blood and the potential of the body are Not inferior in the slightest, but one of the few pure-blooded true dragons inherited from the dragon family.

It is for this reason that Zi Ji has been very depressed ever since she stepped into the Dragon God Ruins.

The throbbing feeling from the blood of the pure-blood dragon clan tortured this enchanting woman all the time, leaving her on the verge of irritability.

At this time, receiving Yang Ming's hint was to fulfill her wish and let her violent factor that was nowhere to be released completely.

The fist covered with purple and black dragon scales, wrapped in a thousand catties of force, slammed fiercely on the stone wall.

"boom!"

Yang Ming's ears moved slightly, and within 500 meters of his spiritual consciousness, he keenly noticed that the roaring sound spread to the outside world, showing a cliff-like downward trend.

Originally in the outside world, standing 100 meters away could hear the roar, but here, it was affected by some kind of influence, and nothing was heard.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Ming's eyes condensed.

Not only him, but even Zi Ji, who was the initiator, looked in disbelief as the stone wall hit by his fist was intact!

Obviously this is only made of ordinary stone, but how can it block Ziji's attack?

Yang Ming just hinted that Zi Ji had broken this wall because he wanted to jump out of this chessboard, but he didn't expect that it was completely beyond his expectation.

"interesting."

Yang Ming stopped the somewhat irritable Zi Ji, and slowly unfolded a series of spirit rings, purple, black, gray, white gold, six colors, gold, and each one was taken out at will. Go, can shock the world.

Even if it wasn't just the first time I saw this scene, every time I saw it, it made everyone feel awe-inspiring.

Like a gorgeous glove made of gold pouring tightly around his right hand, Yang Ming inadvertently showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and put his palm gently on the rough stone wall, saying:

"Let me take a look, what is it secretly!"

Among the six gems inlaid on the Infinite Gloves, the gems named Real Gems exude magnificent and moving colors.

The definition of a real gem is that if the user can master the full power of the real gem, he can turn all the dreams in his heart into reality, ranging from arbitrarily modifying the laws of physics and chemistry to directly creating reality and erasing objects. What the user thinks is What is right, what is right, what is wrong, what is wrong.

Under the influence of the present gems, the stone walls began to change.