Lu Ming and Lu Ming walk around a corridor and come to a room. At last, they find that the room has not been searched. The tables and chairs in the room are rare materials for refining utensils. They put them away separately.
Then he continued to move forward, but this time, even several rooms were found to have been looted. The one they just had was a fish in the net.
Three people connected several rooms, came to a side hall, arrived here, three people stopped.
In front of him, a young man in white stood with his hand in his hand and was looking at a painting on the hall wall. On this painting, several real dragons were flying in the air, lifelike, as if there were some real dragons to jump out of the painting.
"Son of God!"
Lu Ming three people, eyes a congealed.
This young man is the evil spirit of tianshenzong, Shenzi.
Hearing the news, Shenzi turned around and gave Lu Ming a cold look.
"Disciple of Dragon God Valley, no wonder you can walk here, get out of here!"
The voice of indifference came from Shenzi's mouth, and the last word "roll" was like the roar of the gods, the holy light burst out, and a terrible strong wind swept towards Lu Ming.
The three people's faces changed greatly, and they were filled with Zhenyuan and the resistance of the field. But the strong wind was really fierce, and the constant bombardment hit them. If they were struck by lightning, they retreated in a great shock. They felt their blood and blood gushed and almost vomited a mouthful of blood.
Shenzi looked at the three people indifferently once again, waved his hand, and folded up the painting. He seemed to disdain to start with Lu Ming and left from a passage.
"What you scold is that you are more advanced in your cultivation. You look like you are superior to others."
The sky hammer is not happy scold a way.
Lu Ming did not make a sound.
This is the case in the world of martial arts. If you have strength, you can do whatever you want. If you don't have strength, it's useless to say more.
The three chose another direction.
Before long, I passed a hall, and the walls of the hall were inlaid with bright pearls the size of fists.
Snow Ning heart eyes bright, will be a night pearl, pull down one by one, excited will these night pearl all put up.
Lu Ming and tianchui look at each other.
The Pearl of the night, for ordinary people, is a treasure, but for their martial arts practitioners, it is no different from waste stone, and has no effect at all.
"It's said that the real dragon likes to collect treasures, especially the glittering things. It's true!"
Tianchui murmured.
"Well, what do you know?"
Snow Ning heart glanced at the sky hammer, full of scorn.
Boom! Boom! ...
at this time, the three people moved, because there was a strong roar in front of them.
"Someone is fighting, or..."
tianchui eyebrows.
"Let's go and have a look. Be careful!"
Lu Mingdao.
Three people, convergence breath, toward the direction of the sound source.
Before long, the three men came out of a gate into a huge hall.
In the middle of the hall, there is a huge coffin made of metal.
On the huge coffin, there are carved real dragon patterns, on which there are layers of inscriptions.
Dragon coffin!
Three people in the heart a shock, this is clearly a dragon coffin.
At this time, several experts were bombarding the Dragon coffin, but the inscription on the Dragon light appeared, forming a light curtain, blocking the Dragon coffin.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Several masters, all of them were Wu Huang's seven or more, and even one of them was a strong one. The brilliant light broke out in his hands and bombarded the light curtain of the Dragon coffin. The light curtain vibrated, but for a time, it could not be broken.
The arrival of the three Lu Ming made them look back at them. When they saw that the strongest of the three was Wu Huang Wu Chong, a trace of contempt flashed and was directly ignored.
"A dragon coffin!"
At this time, a voice sounded, a strong man of the eight heavy of Emperor Wu came, and then joined the several people to bombard the Dragon coffin together.
Huge roar, constantly attracted the master, slowly here, more and more masters.
Keng!
In one direction, he stepped out of a young man, and his whole body was full of sword spirit.
The evil spirit of jiuxiao sword clan, Wang Jian.
Touch!
In the other direction, the holy light diffused, and the son of God stepped out.
Cangzhou two evil spirits, at the same time.
"A dragon coffin!"
God's eyes are bright.
"Get out of here, a bunch of rubbish!"
Shenzi took a cold drink and stepped out. His body shape appeared in front of the Dragon coffin. The holy light all over his body broke out. There were two masters who were directly knocked out by the light of Shenzi.
"Damn it!"
The two masters roared in their hearts, but they dare not speak.
Boom!
Shenzi slapped at the light curtain of the huge coffin. The light curtain above the Dragon coffin was shaking violently. It seemed that it would collapse at any time, but it finally resisted."Ha ha, Shenzi, it seems you can't do it. Let me help you!"
Wang Jian sneered, and the sword light burst out. A terrible sword light was chopped on the light curtain. The light curtain was also violently shaken, but it was not broken.
"Let's do it together!"
The son of God coldly glanced at other people and spoke coldly.
Touch!
Then Shenzi stepped out step by step, and the bright light turned into a magic knife, which cut into the light curtain on the Dragon coffin. At the same time, the king sword was cut out with a sword.
As soon as the other people bit their teeth, they also started to fight.
So many people, together, the power of terror incomparable, together bombardment in the light screen, let the light screen crazy vibration.
Click!
The curtain of light cracked a crack.
The curtain of light split, and the crowd was excited and continued to move.
Finally, the light curtain touched and burst, and the inscription on the huge dragon coffin was dim and finally disappeared.
At this time, all people's eyes fell on the Dragon coffin.
What is in the Dragon coffin? Is there a real dragon buried?
"Go
Shenzi bathed in the light, the air condensed a huge palm, heavy bombardment on the Dragon coffin.
Boom!
The lid of the Dragon coffin has been opened.
Shua! Shua! Shua! ...
at this time, all the people rose into the air and looked into the Dragon coffin.
Dragon!
A real dragon, in the Dragon coffin, really lies a real dragon.
The whole body of the real dragon is black, and the black scales reveal a crystal luster. There are two dragon horns on the head and five dragon claws on the abdomen.
This is a black dragon, the dragon, emitting a mysterious breath.
Holy land, this real dragon, absolutely reached the holy land. A real dragon in the holy land is full of treasures.
At the beginning, Lu Ming exchanged 30 catties of spiritual perfect Holy Land keel and spent 2 million contribution points. It can be seen how precious it is.
The body of the real dragon, even if it lost some of its spirituality, is of great value.
Shua! Shua!
Suddenly, someone moved, toward the body of the real dragon, quickly rushed.
"If you want to die, you dare to move my real dragon, kill me!"
The son of God drank coldly, and the holy light burst out. It turned into a magic sword and chopped it.
Two screams sounded, two people who jumped at the real dragon were cut into two pieces by the magic knife and fell on the spot.
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