Chapter 828： Divergent

Going southward to touch two sticks of incense kung fu, before he has walked out of the real dragon's secret realm, a trace of doubt and irritability can't help being born in his silent heart.

Suddenly, his purple robe was awe-inspiring and fluttered down to a Tibetan mountain peak, with his toes tapped on the branches of a cage of vigorous bamboos. Although the branches were slightly bent, they were not broken. They stood silently and floated on top of it. Ran as a divine descendant.

"Strange, strange!"

The handsome eyes gathered the golden light of Yingying, condescending, looking around, silently hissed softly in his mouth, he always felt like he had been here before.

At this moment, Silence has a deep understanding of the word divergent!

He seems to have been walking in the opposite direction, farther and farther from the exit of the real dragon secret realm.

And, counting the hour, the sky should have been bright at this time, but I raised my eyes slightly in silence, but there was no half of the sun in the sky, and the sky was indescribably gloomy and unclear, as if it was still in the early morning. , The Golden Crow has not yet broken, the light is cold and dim.

On the horizon, in the depths of the clouds, a majestic peak, breaking through the clouds and rushing into the sky, the sword points to the sky!

The majestic and blue mountain, submerged in the billowing clouds, is endless, magnificent and mysterious!

"Longshou Mountain!!!"

Longshou Mountain without collapse!

Realizing this, the silent two eyes suddenly shrank into golden pinholes, and the surprise in my heart was more like the sound of music excited by the strings, curling in endlessly, wave after wave.

The first reaction to silence is, is it time back?

wrong!

If time goes back, why is Jiang Tianzuo not there?

"But if it's not going back in time, why do I go further forward, but farther away from the secret realm exit? And the gloomy sky that only appeared in the early hours of the morning, and the undamaged Dragon Head Mountain, what should I explain?"

The slender knuckles gently rubbed the clear jaw line, and under the unique cold light in the early morning, a handsome face was silent as if made of new porcelain, but at this time, this beautiful handsome face was covered with a layer of gloom.

Obviously, silence felt extremely incomprehensible for such abnormal conditions.

"Friends of Taoism stay!"

Just at this moment, a hoarse voice came from behind the silence, the silent light of vigilance, and when I looked back, I saw two slender shadows walking against the light.

"This fellow Taoist must also be caught in the illusion of the prisoner dragon, trapped here!"

The speaker wears a bat ear felt hat with deep concave eyes and a black robe, like a human-shaped bat. Next to him was a purple-clothed man, like a humanoid purple-winged bat carved out of a mold.

"You are?"

Silent eyes gathered golden light, eyebrows like a sword, and lightly scanned these two strangely dressed weird men.

"I am the Black Batman."

When the Black Batman spoke, his right palm was covering his chest and heart, and his voice was still low and mute. He pushed forward and introduced the Purple Batman beside him to Silence:

"This is my twin brother, Purple Bat Lang."

The Purple Bat Lang, who has been taciturn, also has his right palm pressed to his heart, and nodded slightly to the silence, cherishing words like gold:

"My little man, Purple Bat Lang."

Seeing that although the two voices were unpleasant, they were not malicious, and the silence also felt that there was no need to make them nervous, so they opened their golden eyebrows and asked quietly:

"Look at the etiquette costumes of the two, I'm afraid it's not my shaman? Why do they appear in this real dragon secret?"

"Actually, my brothers are from southern Xinjiang."

The one who spoke was still the Black Batman:

"As for why I appeared here? Oh, I'm ashamed! We came here after hearing the wind and seeking the true dragon marrow of great good fortune, but we never thought that we could not go out in the illusion of prisoner dragon burning by the demon god. !"

Purple Bat Lang nodded aside, and added in time as if rehearsing well in advance:

"If you want to break this prisoner dragon illusion, there is only one way!"

Listening silently, his face looked like an ancient well, without any waves.

Seeing silence, Black Batman had no choice but to answer:

"This method is to punish the ghost of the demon **** Ding Luan. After Ding Luan's soul is destroyed, he can no longer make trouble. He can no longer make trouble. The Prison Dragon Secret Realm will naturally cease to exist, so we can naturally get out of this ghost place!"

"With the power of the two of my brothers alone, it may be difficult to kill the demon **** Ding Ran, but if you are added to you, you can combine the power of the three, or you can fight one of them!"

"Friends of Taoism, we are all in trouble, we should be..."

The black and purple two bats speak one word to me, speaking fast, and there is no word in the silence.

"Needless to say, I agree to work with you to kill the fierce soul!" said silently.

"what?"

The silence promised so readily, it was beyond You Ye Shuangfeilang's expectation, the two secretly looked at each other, and there was a hint of ecstasy in their hearts. They thought they were going to give up their tongue, but he didn't expect this purple-robed man to get on so easily.

As everyone knows, Silence has already noticed that these two are weird. At this time, through the system prompts, it is even more certain that the two of them are unruly. The reason why he promised so happily is to see if these two weird guys actually sell it in the gourd. What medicine? Since he was malicious, why didn't he just shoot?

The look on the double batman's face was very solemn, especially the black batman, and he gave a fist to the silence in a serious manner:

"You haven't asked Daoist friend your surname?"

A face of loyalty, as if he really wanted to meet the silence of life and death, and share tribulations.

If it hadn't been for the silence that he knew there was a ghost in his heart, I'm afraid he would have really fooled him. Put it in the modern era, this guy might be able to win the actor!

The slander went back to the belly, and the silence was not vague, and he immediately replied:

"Minggui's surname is Shen, the word is Ergou."

You love acting, I will accompany you to act.

Shen Ergou? ? ?

After hearing the words, You Ye Shuang Fei Lang looked at each other secretly, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and immediately thumbs up in unison, forcibly smiled at the silence:

"Good name! Good name!"

Silent chuckled without saying, my heart said that you are a big fat pig.

On the top of Longshou Mountain, blue and black ruined walls can be seen everywhere, and the tall and dilapidated gate tower, if it is not brutally cut in half, its majesty seems to be able to go straight to the blue sky.

A vast square that can accommodate thousands of people, like a gem from the relics of God, is inlaid in the group of broken ancient buildings.

Loneliness! Cold!

The quaint floor tiles are covered with wind, frost and sand, and the blue and black lines are faintly discernible, forming the totem of the demons.

In this magnificent ruin, you can sometimes see navy blue and crimson weaves, sometimes collapsed walls, and sometimes black and red graffiti like animal blood... These are all left by the demons and demons. A mark for future generations.

These two mysterious ancient races did exist!

Said to be a race, it is actually more like two primitive tribes. In terms of their scale, they are not even comparable to any of the five major families of Wutianjiao!

If not, how could two huge races be destroyed at the same time in a war?

This shows that the so-called monster war is actually a struggle between two ancient tribes.

At least, silence thinks so.

At this moment, Silence once again stood on the top of Longshou Mountain, except that Qi Daoyi and Wanjun Leiwei were not seen, and the prospects were exactly the same, as if re-enactment.

"Shen Xiaoyou! Look! The fierce soul of the demon **** Ding Ran is really hidden in Longshou Mountain!"

At this time, on the top of the mountain, a gust of wind started to blow, and the hair on the side of the silent temple was flowing with the wind, and a pair of handsome eyes followed where the black bat Lang pointed, scanning away.

I saw that a huge black shadow appeared from the ruins of the demon god's ruins.