Chapter 21 Image

A trace of green buds appeared from the originally dead sacrificial tomb, which were new trees and flowers. The warm sunlight from the outside shone through the passage of the surface of the earth. Jun Lintian and others felt the long-lost sunshine, and finally a happy smile appeared on their faces, which was the rest of the disaster. Easy.

When Jun Lintian asked the words of the ancient wood old man, at this time, the sacrificial tomb that gradually returned to calm suddenly trembled violently. With this shocking trembling, Jun Lintian's calm heart couldn't help but rise to his throat again. Even if today's Jun Lintian broke through to the first level of Yuanshi, Whenever Jun Lintian thought of the danger that can be seen everywhere in the tomb, Jun Lintian still felt afraid for a while. Until now, Jun Lintian has not figured out how he survived.

"Grass, what's going on?"

When there was a lingering fear in the center of Jun Lintian's heart, the fat man's extremely beating voice suddenly echoed in this sacrificial tomb. Jun Lintian and Kong Yutong were suddenly shocked by the crying and howling sound.

The void was trembling and there were violent ripples. A rumble from nowhere shook Jun Lintian, Kong Yutong, Fat Fang Fan and other three people. The situation of life and death in the previous tomb had already turned several people into frightening birds.

Kong Yutong, who fell in love and absolutely harmed the country and the people, felt that it was likely to be a potential danger, and his petite but almost perfect body leaned against the king.

The void was like a lake, and a huge stone fell into it. With the violent ripples, a vague image appeared in the air. The blurred image became clearer with the trembling rumble. In Jun Lintian's pupils, he clearly saw a shrinking world in the air.

In the image is an endless mountain range. The huge mountain range towering into the clouds and stretches tens of thousands of miles. There is a strong aura between the mountains. Even a bun like Jun Lintian can recognize this at a glance that this is definitely a treasure, let alone a fat man who specializes in copying ancestral graves.

When the moment the fat man's bright little eyes saw the image, two dazzling lights burst out in his almost seamless eyes, and the previous depression due to the rupture of the pottery bowl immediately disappeared.

"This is the northern wilderness, the northern wilderness that has disappeared endless years!" The trembling voice of the fat man echoed in Jun Lintian's ears, but Jun Lintian felt extremely confused about the fat man's words.

Before the fat man's shouting sound fell, the fat body immediately stood in front of Jun Lintian and others, and said shamelessly, "That's the fat master's stuff. No one wants to move!" What is money-opening? That's it.

The moment Kong Yutong saw the scene, there was no expression on his beautiful face, but from the slightly surprised expression, it could be seen that Kong Yutong recognized the place shown in this image first than the fat man, and it seemed that Kong Yutong was to see this vast land. Fang is very familiar.

Feeling that Kong Yutong didn't have much surprised expression beside him, Jun Lintian asked sideways, "Beihuang? Do you know what that place is?

Hearing Jun Lintian's question, the fat man and Kong Yutong looked at Jun Lintian in their strange eyes. Kong Yutong said doubtfully, "Don't you know the Northern Wilderness?"

"Hmm!"

"It seems that you come from the south. In fact, the northern wilderness has always been just a legend. It is said that there are endless fairy birds and holy beasts, and there are the purest power of the wilderness between heaven and earth. Today, what flows in our bodies is the power, but endless years ago, the power of the wilderness flows in our ancestors. The power is much stronger than the original power, so the Northern Wasteland is definitely a holy place for people in the world, a holy place for cultivation. If a strong person who has been at the bottleneck for many years steps into the Northern Wasteland to practice, there is a great chance to break through today's bottleneck and step into a higher level. There are many mysteries in the Northern Wasteland. Among the places, the most shocking is that the northern wilderness is a sleeping place with an ancient dragon..."

Kong Yutong's last words suddenly exploded in Jun Lintian's mind. Jun Lintian's thin body couldn't help but suddenly retreat a few steps, and the shock could not be concealed in his dark pupils.

"The sleeping place of the ancient dragon? The trajectory of fate, there is a voice calling me in the north..."

Jun Lintian thought so in his heart, but in his shocked eyes, he stared at the image suspended in mid-air for a moment. Although it was only a simple projection, Jun Lintian still felt a strong pressure from that projection, which was a pressure from the superior, just like a heavenly enemy hunting. The oppression of things.

Jun Lintian's strangeness was seen by Kong Yutong and the fat man. Kong Yutong wrinkled and asked Jun Lintian, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

"No... nothing, just feel a strong oppressive force from that image." Jun Lintian's body's muscles were stretched to the limit, and a drop of sweat slipped from his forehead. However, his tight body trembled slightly, his standing legs were slowly bending, and then knelt down little by little.

"Strong oppression?" Kong Yutong and the fat man both showed a doubtful expression to Jun Lintian. Looking at their relaxed appearance, they obviously did not feel the oppressed person's sense of oppression enough to suffocate.

Jun Lintian is struggling to support, and at this moment, Jun Lintian has knelt on the ground, while his hands are supporting a mountain-like heavy feeling.

"Roar..."

The white and handsome face turned red due to congestion, and the blue veins on the forehead had already soared. At the same time, the ground supported by Jun Lintian's limbs cracked silently, and then sank down little by little, struggling to resist the powerful oppression. Jun Lintian roared, and his body was full of violence in an instant, full of the barren power of the first-level master. The amount permeated the king's body in an instant.

The first-level Yuanshi's power is comparable to the ninth-level martial artist, which is like the power of a tiger, and the other is the rabbit's power, which is absolutely not a grade, and this is why Jun Lintian defeated Ye Yizhan of the first-level warrior with the ninth-level martial artist.

"Ah--!"

The unwilling moan echoed in this sacrificial tomb. In the doubtful eyes of Kong Yutong and Fatty, Jun Lintian's limbs suddenly burst, and Jun Lintian burst into a bloody blood mist.

Kong Yutong, who is famous for her medical skills, couldn't help helping when she saw Jun Lintian's situation at this moment. However, Kong Yutong was surprised to find that at this moment, the power in her body was as heavy as lead and could not work at all. Kong Yutong was anxious in her heart, and at this moment Lin Tian trembled violently, and he was trying his best to fight against the invisible oppressive force.

At this moment, the mysterious influence known as the Northern Wasteland suspended over the king's sky, and a heavier sense of oppression invaded in an instant.

"Puff--"

Jun Lintian finally couldn't stand the soaring pressure and spouted a mouthful of blood. However, Jun Lintian's limbs, which tried to support his body, were still trembling and resisting the ground.

Because the speed of extracting the power of the wilderness is too fast, even if the power of the pulse print has no time to burn it, this causes the dark ink-like power of the wilderness to flow out of the abyss of the wilderness, and then cover the whole body of the king's land. Because the power that has completely stained the wilderness has long lost its original appearance, and the hole present hole Yutong and the fat man have never felt the breath of the power of the wilderness, so they are just puzzled by the depressing power breath revealed by Jun Lintian at this moment.

The dark power of the wilderness contains a trace of the ninth week of Tianlong vein burning the dragon vein seal, and with the contact of the power of the wilderness on the king's body with the projection of the world above, the power of the vein imprint contained in the power of the wilderness is also integrated into the image.

The power of the pulse print was integrated into the image, and the unshakable influence of the great shore began to distort, and Jun Lintian suddenly felt that the pressure on his body was reduced a lot.

"Roar--"

Another roar echoed in this dead sacrificial tomb, and Jun Lintian's body also stood up little by little. With each minute Jun Lintian stood up, the image suspended in mid-air became more and more distorted, and at this moment, Jun Lintian's body is like a black hole, constantly absorbing That mysterious influence.

The influence, the influence that records the whole northern wasteland is the most original atmosphere of the whole northern wasteland. The purpose of the ancients organizing this costly sacrificial tomb was to awaken the dragon sleeping in the northern wilderness, and then everyone used great magic power to completely plunder the power of the dragon for their own use.

This image containing the most original atmosphere of the northern wilderness is one of the core sacrifices of this sacrificial tomb. However, the progress of the sacrificial tomb was completely defeated due to the sudden entry of Guangxuan, who was a sky-level. In the end, this influence was sealed by the dust for endless years, and the sun reappeared again.

The image was lost in Jun Lintian's body little by little, and in Jun Lintian's perception, in his mind, over the dark abyss of famine, a reduced version of the influence quietly suspended here, and at the same time, the golden pulse print body swung into the image.

Jun Lintian gasped in his mouth and barely supported his bloody body. Just a pressure almost buried Jun Lintian's life. If it hadn't been for the power of the pulse seal and the influence that had produced some kind of breath or power involvement and resonance, maybe Jun Lintian would really be braided at this last moment. .

The fat man watched Jun Lintian put the image that was more awesome than a broken bowl into his bag. His fat body couldn't help trembling with extreme anger. His fat body went down the mountain like a tiger, and suddenly rushed to Jun Lintian's shaky body. At the same time, the pair of fleshy His hands immediately grabbed Jun Lintian's neck, and the fat man's more than 200 catties of body directly overwhelmed Jun Lintian on the ground, and his dark little eyes stared at Jun Lintian in anger.

The thick arm kept shaking Jun Lintian's neck up and down, and the fat man roared fiercely: "Kid, the northern wasteland is the thing of the fat master. Immediately spit it out for me, spit it out immediately..."