The dark world, a bloody wind gently brushed the desolate land. Jun Lintian's thin body stood in this world. The dark sky seemed to be covered with a boulder. The whole void could fall down at any time. The empty eyes stared at the continuous in front of him. The huge mountains in Shaoli.

Jun Lintian opened his mouth to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, Jun Lintian couldn't say a word.

He just stood stunned, but his inner mood was speechless. It was an inexplicable grief, but in extreme sadness, there was an unprecedented shock.

"Twelve weeks of the Dragon Vein...but it has... died!"

It seems that there is only the soft whisper of Jun Lintian between heaven and earth, and the unparalleled huge mountain across the world still emits a terrible dragon power at this moment. Even if no one has any vitality, the natural pressure still exists. This is also the first time for Jun Lintian to make sure What has turned into a huge mountain in front of us is the twelve-week dragon vein.

There is a heavy sadness in my heart. Before that, no matter how you can imagine it, it will be as powerful as the twelve-week dragon vein, and there will be a day when it will be completely silent.

At the end of the mountain range, it is a mountain range that is more than ten thousand feet high. The mountain range is similar to the dragon head, but this dragon head is separated from the whole mountain range. It is beheaded by a sword and completely cut off the vitality. Looking at the tragic relics of the ancient battlefield and feeling the extremely horrible power contained in it, the king It was shocking.

"Is this the ancient battlefield? Even the twelve-week Tianlong vein may fall..." Jun Lintian whispered, but his words were full of the sadness of rabbit death. In a sense, Jun Lintian has formed an inexplicable relationship with the twelve-week Tianlong vein. Now when he sees the body of a huge twelve-week Tianlong vein, he has grief in his heart. It is inevitable.

"Wow..."

A gust of wind blew in the sky, and when the wind blew over Jun Lintian's cheeks, even Jun Lintian couldn't help feeling a chill that invaded the bone marrow, and in the cold wind, Jun Lintian felt a familiar breath, which was the breath of the twelve-week dragon vein.

"This is the eighth week of the dragon vein, the cold ice dragon vein!" Jun Lintian looked at the huge mountains in front of him and said to himself. At this time, it seemed that there was a sound of gurgling water coming into Jun Lintian's ears. Jun Lintian followed the sound. Not far away, in front of the cut off dragon head, a fishy red river was slowly flowing. Even though endless years passed, in this bloody river The blood is still endless, and it is extremely red.

"This is the twelve-week dragon vein, the blood of the cold ice dragon vein, which actually flows to this day..."

Looking at the blood river flowing like a river, Jun Lintian couldn't help but be deeply touched. He raised his head and saw the cut off dragon head. Jun Lintian stared at it. Somehow, Jun Lintian's heart couldn't help twitching.

"Lintian, I can feel that the breath that makes me feel familiar is in the dragon's head. Let's find a way to get in..." At this moment, the old man Gumu, who was in the blood ring, said this in Jun Lintian's mind. At the same time, the old man of Gumu also passed on his feelings at this moment to Junlin. God, let him know the exact location.

After all, the body of the twelve-week dragon vein is really too big, even if it is just a dragon head, it is extremely huge.

Jun Lintian's cut-off dragon vein in front of him bowed deeply, and then looked in the direction passed by the ancient wood old man. Jun Lintian's divine thoughts looked out and wanted to find a way to get in. "If you really can't find the direction to enter, you can only break it by force, but since the teacher feels familiar breath, here Inside, then naturally there is a passage to enter.

The divine thoughts of the king's sky keep collecting the dragon's head, and at the cut off of the dragon's head, where the spine is supposed to be located, there is a strong wave of wild power at this moment.

A flash, Jun Lintian's figure has suspended in mid-air and appears in front of the spine that exudes a strong wave of the power of the wilderness. Looking at it, the white bones have now turned into rocks. At the same time, on an area of no more than a few meters, it shines with dazzling light, and the strong wave of the power of the wilderness, It is transmitted from this dazzling light.

"This is the entrance!"

Jun Lintian guessed this, and at the same time, he put his palm on this area of several meters, closed his eyes, and carefully felt the flow of the power of famine on the section.

This is a prohibition, and today's Jun Lintian, although he is not very proficient in prohibition, he has seen too many prohibitions. The so-called long-term illness has become a doctor. Today's Jun Lintian also has some small achievements in prohibition. However, when Jun Lintian interpreted this prohibition, he felt an extremely cold force. It was transmitted from the section.

This cold power, even if it is the physical strength of the ninth level of the Junlin Heavenly War, feels a danger.

He suddenly withdrew his palm, and there was surprise in Jun Lintian's eyes. After a while, Jun Lintian tried to put his palm on the cut surface again, trying to lift the ban, but this time Jun Lintian was much more careful.

Exploring a wild force, Jun Lintian felt the direction of the prohibition, and with Jun Lintian's continuous in-depth understanding, Jun Lintian gradually found a way to understand the prohibition. "This prohibition is not difficult. It seems that when the prohibition was implemented, the master did not make much effort, or arrange it. A forbidden person didn't think that anyone would explore here at all.

Even if he found a solution, with Jun Lintian's achievements in the prohibition, it took nearly half a day to lift this simple prohibition in ancient times. When Jun Lintian completely lifted the prohibition, he almost broke away, his mouth gasped and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"I really don't know how horrible the forbidden master will be..." Only at this moment did Jun Lintian really understand how profound the knowledge of prohibition is.

The dazzling cut surface in front of him disappeared, forming a whirlpool. In the whirlpool, there was a dark hole, which was an extremely cold breath constantly emerging from the hole. Feeling this cold breath, Jun Lintian's body couldn't help trembling, which was cold.

The power of burning the dragon vein preserves the heat of the sky through the body surface of the king's sky and resists the cold around it.

Jun Lintian stepped into this dark black hole. From the outside, this is a black hole without any light, but when he went deep into it, Jun Lintian found that there was a faint light blue light in the hole, which seemed to belong to the halo in the ice cellar. .

Although it is a faint light blue halo, it is enough for today's Junlintian to see everything around him clearly.

This is a corridor, but one person is tall. Jun Lintian walks in it. He feels that he is walking to the center of the dragon head step by step, and as for what will happen in the center of the dragon head, this is beyond Jun Lintian to know. Jun Lintian is guessing that perhaps in the center of the dragon head is a lost soul of the teacher. .

This is the most likely result, but even the old man can't give a definite answer. After all, the old man just feels a familiar atmosphere and doesn't know what it is.

Jun Lintian kept walking. He calculated his pace and roughly guessed where he was in the dragon head now. He walked down step by step, and the cold air around him became colder and colder. In this huge dragon head, it seemed to gather all the ice forces of the cold ice dragon vein in the past.

In the face of this unimaginable chill, even if Jun Lintian stimulates the hot power of the burning dragon vein to the extreme and has the physical strength of the ninth level of jihad, today's Jun Lintian still feels extremely difficult in such an environment.

There was silence around. Suddenly, a soft humming sound echoed in this ice and snow. No, it should be called in the ice cellar.

The humming sound is very vague and can't hear the content. At the same time, it seems to be very weak and may be extinguished at any time. However, in such an environment, such a sound suddenly made Jun Lintian's nerve collapse to the limit. He felt everything around him vigilantly and wanted to know where the sound came from. However, Jun Lintian felt it for a long time and didn't come up with a reason.

In desperation, Jun Lintian walked hard to the depths. As he got closer and closer to the deepest part, the soft and gentle singing voice became clearer and louder.

"This is a woman's voice, but what kind of woman in the world has such a gentle and beautiful voice..." Jun Lintian muttered to himself, and at the same time, he was shocked. In his life, Jun Lintian met many women with national resources, such as Jun Linyao, Kong Yutong, Ye Yiyu, etc. They all have impeccable faces. Sometimes, Jun Lintian is thinking, is there anything more touching than these women in the world?

In the past, Jun Lintian could not give an answer, but when Jun Lintian heard that in this ice and snow, the gentleness, like the sound of a nightingale and the song of heaven echoed in his ear, Jun Lintian found the answer, and it was the exact answer. In this world, there are more perfect women.

With the help of the light blue halo, Jun Lintian's eyes looked deep. However, when Jun Lintian's heart was puzzled and shocked, at this moment, in the bloody ring on Jun Lintian's finger, the old man Gumu stood stunned, and the vague but extremely gentle voice echoed in the old man's mind.

Quietly listening to the humming song, unconsciously, the deep eyes of the old man of the ancient wood were full of blood, and the crystal tears had filled the eyes of the old man of the old wood.

"Why do I feel so sad? Why do I feel that there is a terrible reality waiting for me ahead? The old man muttered to himself, and at the same time, the pain was extremely painful. The translucent soul of the old man trembled, which was caused by incomparable pain.

"What kind of sad memories do I have sealed my lost memories? Who can tell me, God, who can tell me? The old man Gumu looked up and looked at the dark sky. He asked with grief, but only the coldness and silence around her responded.