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Ye Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, and his footsteps did not stop, nor did he speak.

"Don't you feel a little strange that a mortal village chief can survive until now?" Chen Pipi used the secret technique to transmit the sound again, and then, he used the secret technique to transmit the sound: "Is there a big difference between a monk who cultivates the fifth level of qi and a mortal? It's strange that he can live until now, isn't it strange that you have lived until now? ”

Chen Pipi turned his head and stared at Ye Luo's face, as if he wanted to see shock or other strange expressions on Ye Luo's face when his words fell.

However, Ye Luo's expression did not have a trace of waves, and even the frequency of his footsteps did not change, but after Ye Luo took two steps, his footsteps finally paused.

Chen Pipi's spirit was shocked, and a smile finally appeared on his face, as if he felt that he was about to dig out a hidden secret.

"That's a lot of words." Ye Luo just said a word lightly, and then, after glancing at the steep cliff, the bottomless cliff, he stepped up, followed the village chief, and walked on the path that only allowed two people to walk side by side.

The path, winding in front of the darkness, was covered with moss, and the fog in the abyss was surging, bottomless, and occasionally, under the abyss, there would be some strange and creepy sounds.

The path seems to be hanging over a cliff, and it seems that countless years ago, there was a supreme power that carved out this path from between the steep mountain walls.

Ye Luo stepped forward calmly.

Chen Pipi's body stiffened, the corners of his mouth twitched, his old face turned red, and he followed.

This path is the only road leading to the unknown on that platform, and the others, after quickly checking all corners of the platform, see that there is no exit, and can only follow.

Jiang Xiyue walked among the crowd, her eyes looking at Ye Luo's lonely, weak back from time to time.

"Ahh What is that? ”

Suddenly, the path ahead of me looked like a corner, and the road widened a little, and at the corner, a small platform was formed protruding from the cliff.

Above the protruding part, there was a huge, terrifying aura fluctuation, white bone, and above that bone, there seemed to be supreme runes, silently fluctuating.

"Buzz!"

Quietly, at this moment, walking in the middle, Long Yunfei, the ancient prince of the ancient dynasty of Zhongzhou, with a golden long sword behind his back, suddenly rose in terror, and above the sword body, there was a dragon shadow, which suddenly appeared, as if a golden dragon was drilled out of the sword body.

"Moan—"

At this moment, the huge skeleton that had been placed for an unknown number of years was also shaken with terror, and on top of the skeleton, a pitch-black, huge, and terrifying black dragon phantom appeared.

The phantom rose into the sky, and it let out an old and terrifying sound, like a dragon's roar from the primeval world.

The golden dragon and the pitch-black dragon, two supreme horrors, legendary existences, are separated above the void, although they are only two phantoms, they also have the majesty of supreme terror that suppresses all races.

In the dragon's groan, there was a hint of sadness.

The phantom existed for less than a second before it regained its calm, however, everyone felt as if it had gone through a long century under the pressure of the phantom.

Even Ye Luo felt an unusual shock.

Is there really such a thing as a dragon?

I have ever seen the dragon corpse of the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin, in a very distant era, they were all real dragons?

"It's a keel!" The figure of the ancient prince suddenly crossed everyone and walked towards the protruding platform at the very front, at the corner.

"The sword behind me is a dragon scale sword, which was cast by our Zhongzhou Dynasty, a giant level swordsmith of the ancient world, and in the process of casting, a dragon scale of a golden dragon left over from before the primeval period was added!

The encounter between the dragon bones and the dragon scales inspired the supreme and mysterious Dao Yun Law that remained between the two, triggering the Void. "The ancient prince of Zhongzhou, the body has reached the front of that huge bone.

The huge skeleton looked like a whole sternum, and the remnants of the ancient supreme aura were terrifying, but on that sternum, there was a huge, terrifying fist mark.

It was as if someone had smashed the dragon's sternum with a single punch, leaving a fist mark on it!

All the people had already approached and were shocked to see this scene.

In the annals of Zhongzhou, the legendary creature of the dragon has ceased to exist in the primeval period, and some supreme powers have speculated that before the primeval times, the dragon clan may have ruled all the races in the world.

It's just that before the primeval times, I don't know what happened, all the mysterious, legendary, powerful and terrifying dragons all died and disappeared.

"Who left the mark of this fist?" Ouyang Xing swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Dragons only existed before the primeval period, could it be said that there are pre-primeval things ahead of this road?" Chen Pipi suddenly realized something else.

"Have you ever felt that since this Nine Dragons coffin fell on the Forbidden Demon Beast Forest, the deepest holy mountain, the Forbidden Demon Beast Forest, some strange changes have taken place, at least, all our communication charms are no longer usable, and the strange beasts in the Forbidden Demon Beast Forest are suddenly a little restless and restless." Qin Luoyi suddenly spoke.

"Damn, it seems to be too, but what does it have to do with here?" Chen Pipi frowned.

"Hey, you see, around the keel, there seems to be some dragon's blood grass, here, there may have been dragon's blood dripping." Suddenly, Jiang Xiyue pointed to the surroundings of the keel, some crimson grass with a strong ancient, vicissitudes, and majestic aura, and the leaves were like small swords.

"Dragon's blood drops, dragon's blood grass grows, here, by the way, there won't be anyone, who once slaughtered dragons here, right? This dragon was beaten to death here? Chen Pipi suddenly thought of something, and his eyes almost didn't pop out.

"Ahead, there must be something, is it something before the primeval times?" The ancient prince of Zhongzhou, seeing this scene, had a powerful aura on his body, swayed violently, grabbed the panicked village chief, directly pushed him to the front, and said coldly: "Speed up and keep moving forward!" ”

"Ahh I, I don't dare! The village chief spoke in horror.

"Let's go! If you don't go, you die! Long Yunfei's eyes flashed with a gleam, and a powerful aura burst out, forcing the village chief to suddenly move forward again.

Ouyang Xing also seemed to realize something, and a flash of excitement suddenly burst out in his eyes, and he quickly followed.

And Ye Luo, at this moment, walked straight to the keel.

(End of chapter)

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