Chapter 382 Broken Hall
The appearance of Sleeping Xilong has changed dramatically, which is completely different from before. Although the breath is restrained, Wang Wujian can still feel the energy that needs to be released urgently.
His body was suddenly pulled by it. Because the speed was too fast, his eyes could not be opened by the wind, and the air seemed to flow away, which made him unable to breathe well.
The roaring wind stopped abruptly in my ear. If it hadn't been for the dragon silk as a traction, the body would almost inertially rush out to load the wall.
Wang Wujian calmed down and looked at the face of the dragon head in surprise. The sleeping dragon on the lion's claw ape's body. The spiritual wings on its back were rolled up and wrapped around its chest, becoming a strong body armor. The two rows of spider-like claws on the side tightened the body, wisps of which looked more magical.
A outline flashed in his mind, and Wang Wujian's eyes burst into two surprised lights, and his sudden realization made Mian Xilong read something from it.
"This is what I was originally like. Is it strange? Ha ha, at this time, I am the king of spiritual beasts. Mian Xilong smiled without any hidden meaning. �
Wang Wujian was shocked. Although the sleeping dragon in this state is several times more powerful than the strongest state in the past, why could it not evolve in the past, so that it was beaten back to its prototype in the battle of Qi Nanshan? Can the spiritual liquid really have the effect of peeling and bones? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"What? Have you seen my form at this time? Seeing that he was thinking, silent but stunned, Mian Xilong smiled. �� �� �� ��� �
"Uh..." Wang Wujian suddenly had a strange feeling and subconsciously shook his head, but he did see it somewhere at this time, but he was stunned and didn't remember it for a moment.
"Well, let's go for a walk somewhere else. Maybe we can get unexpected results." Mian Xilong turned his head and took a look at the twinkling colorful glow and the continuous shocks at the end of the channel. He grinned and said, "You can't stand their toss. Don't think about watching the play. Let's go!" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
At the moment when Mian Xilong turned around and was about to leave, Wang Wujian's eyes lit up again. He ran to it in shock and stared at his chest, as if he had seen a peerless magic weapon, which was incredible.
Mian Xilong smiled faintly: "Your eyes are very sharp!" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"The remnant picture, it's actually on your body..." Wang Wujian stared wide and said in disbelief. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Only then did he understand the relationship between "Golden Cicada Shelling" and the remnant map. It turned out that the remnant map could only appear after the evolution of the Sleeping Dragon was complete. But at that time, the Sleeping Xilong had reached the strongest state. Anyone who wants to get the remnant map must kill it, but at this time, who can kill the king of the spirit beast? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"I've seen you..." Wang Wujian suddenly shouted in surprise, "Just here, in a broken palace, there is your battle map on the wall, right, it's you..."
Looking at his panicked appearance, Mian Xilong restrained his smile and became curious. He stared at him quietly, and a strange color flashed from the corners of his eyes from time to time. �� �� �� ��� �
"That's a pattern called 'Dementor Map', and the spirit beast on the pattern is exactly the same as yours." Wang Wujian said in shock. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Once upon a time, the strange pattern almost made him go crazy, so the pattern was also deeply reflected in his mind. The unparalleled spirit beast above made him remember it, but he didn't expect that its real body was close in front of him, and it was the sleeping dragon who became the king of the spirit beast. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"Oh? Is there my mural here? Mian Xilong seemed very interested. He raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Where is it? Take me to have a look." . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
The dementor map is not something that ordinary craftsmen can carve, and the people who carved it are destined to be extraordinary, and what is the meaning of the content of the sculpture? This is of great interest to Mian Xilong, who has returned to its strongest state.
"I remember that Yugen took me in last time. It was the place where Yugen lived. Maybe I can find it with the help of Yugen." Wang Wujian said. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
"That's not necessary!" Mian Xilong flashed a mysterious smile and said, "I know where it is?" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Without waiting for Wang Wujian to ask, a dragon silk tied Wang Wu's sword like a dancing snake and carried it on the back of the sleeping dragon. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
The strong wind is coming, and all perceptions are paralyzed at this moment. There is nothing else to do but let it fly quietly. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
There are only a few spiritual beasts in the sky, and there are very few spiritual beasts that a martial spirit can see in his life, and Wang Wujian not only saw several spirit beasts, but also rode them all over.
If there is no benefit in the competition with the spirit beast, this is enough to make up for his spiritual shortcomings. After all, it is every child's dream to drive the spirit beast. He is the only one who can realize this dream. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
At the same time, a puzzle came to his mind - to collect the residual map, there is a residual map connected to the flesh and blood of the sleeping dragon. How to get it? �� � �
It is impossible to kill it, not to mention that it is not enough to defeat it at all. Even if it can, it can't be started. Countless times, the two have already reached a tacit understanding. �
Mian Xilong's footsteps slowly stopped, and the paralyzed limbs finally became aware. The coagulated blood also began to dredge, but the buzzing tinnitus had to disperse it with soul power.
After a moment of relaxation, Wang Wujian calmed down and couldn't help looking at the remnants on Mianxilong's chest. Although there was no crystal jade piece and he could not see the picture and text on it, he concluded with his sharp perception that it must be a residual picture. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"Have you been here?" Mian Xilong walked sideways. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"Well, by the way, how do you know this road?" Wang Wujian was stunned for a moment and hurriedly asked. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"I just drank a tank of spiritual liquid, but to make good use of the divine effect of so many spiritual liquids, there must be enough aura to be compatible with it. The jade kitchen contains too little energy, but I felt a powerful spiritual source of energy, so I came here. I didn't expect that this was the living place of Yugen." Mimian Xilong said. ��� � �� ���� �� ����
Wang Wujian nodded silently, held his breath, threw everything about the remnants out of his mind, and took the sleeping dragon to the abandoned palace. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
After crossing a corner, a powerful evil gas gushed out of it, which was clearly owned by the Earth Ghost King. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
If it hadn't been for knowing that he was fighting with Li Tiande and others in the bedroom, he would have thought that he would stay here to cultivate himself. Even so, Wang Wujian could conclude that the earth ghost king must have stayed here for a long time, and even often came here. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
The broken palace is almost the same as the remnants of Wang Wujian's memory. It seems that the ghost king is cautious about everything here without any damage. � ���
On the wall opposite the hall, several huge pictures are still presented in the past. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"The battle map of humans and beasts", "the bridge map of ghosts", "the colorful map", and the mysterious "picture of looking at the sky", of course, there is also the "dementor map" at the edge and the darkest place.
The first four pictures have been seen by Wang Wujian for the third time. In addition to not being able to read, he still can't understand them, but he can vaguely feel that these pictures must be closely related to the remnants of the overpass map, and he expects Mian Xilong to explain the "dementor map". . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Mian Xilong walked over calmly, looked at a few pictures, and did not show anything strange. He walked down the mural in turn, and finally stopped in front of the dark corner, staring at the "dementor map". . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Unconsciously, Wang Wujian found that the arrogant sleeping dragon had withered down, standing like a withered delicate flower. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
The strange power of the "dementor map" Wang Wujian has a personal experience. Last time, if it hadn't been for Wang Gui waking him up, I don't know what would have happened.
If the powerful Mian Xilong is lost and becomes a crazy executioner, I'm afraid that the first ghost is Wang Wujian. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Seeing the scene of Mianxilong's dementia, Wang Wujian was uneasy. He quickly stepped back a few steps and secretly summoned the sky mirror in case, and prayed silently in his heart: "Don't lose your mind..."