Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from the Original God

Chapter 103 The Strange Castle

Old Tang and Qilan walked towards the castle quickly, but the road seemed endless. They kept walking, and the castle ahead was always ahead, without any trace of approaching.

"Qilan, do you think we should take a break?"

Old Tang was panting tiredly. Holding on to the railing on one side, he strode vigorously. Every step was like pouring a thousand catties of cement.

"The goal is ahead, work harder."

That's what he advised, but he couldn't take it anymore, panting heavily in front of him.

"No, I can't."

The brave old Tang fell down, and he collapsed on the bridge deck. He didn't understand how it took so long to walk on a bridge that looked very short, as if it was still carrying a mountain on its back.

Walking on this short bridge is like walking on a long bridge with a mountain on their backs. They can persist for so long thanks to their dragon blood.

"This broken bridge, don't let me know who built it."

Old Tang angrily knocked on the bridge deck, and the sturdy glass bridge shook instantly, as if it couldn't bear the punch.

Qilan was shocked by the sudden shock and fell down. He just got up from the ground and wanted to say something, but he saw the scene in front of him and was instantly stunned.

"Good guy!"

He was extremely shocked, should I say it or not, is this the king of the Dragon Clan?As soon as they went down with a fist, the bridge deck that had trapped them for a long time changed.

"Old Tang, get up and look, there is a change ahead."

Old Tang chose to trust Qilan for the last time. He stood up while leaning on the railing. The sudden shock did indeed bring about a different result.

Right in front of Qilan, a Y-shaped intersection appeared out of thin air. It seemed to have been there all along, but the two of them couldn't find it, and they were punched out by Old Tang.

The two roads were parallel at first, and at a certain moment, the two roads began to twist at the same time, one pointing to the castle above, and the other pointing to the projection of the castle underwater.

This is the road leading to the kingdom of God in the myth, and only the road in the myth has such a magical shape and ability, which is a power that mortals will never be able to match.

"What's the next step?"

Qilan looked at Old Tang with earnest eyes. This reincarnated king has already proved his ability, and now is the time for him to hug his thigh.

"Ah, ah? Ah!"

Old Tang ordered soldiers, clicked left, clicked right, and finally chose the road on the right from his heart, and the road on the left leading to the bottom of the water, no matter how unreliable it was, it was better to go to the castle on the water.

The two were ready to go again, this time without the interference of the bridge, they quickly passed the distorted bridge, and came to the magnificent castle, where a black dragon once stood.

Those reliefs carved outside the castle are silently telling the world, but no one can understand the meaning inside.

Qilan sighed and caressed these reliefs. He knew that there must be ancient history hidden in them, but he couldn't analyze them himself.

Old Tang on the other end came directly to the door with a big grin, but there was no real door, but a huge human face, a huge painful human face. He opened his mouth wide, as if he wanted to swallow something. .

"Qilan, what is this? How do you get in?"

Ask Qilan if you are undecided, anyway, there are only two people, don't ask him who to ask.

Qilan was obsessed with studying relief sculptures, so he didn't hear Old Tang's cry for a while, so the angry old Tang kicked the ugly figure.

The portrait yelled, and Old Tang also yelled, the portrait split open, and Old Tang hugged his feet and patted them lightly.

Old Tang looked at his feet, then at the cracked portrait, and then at the world behind it.

"What? What's wrong with it? A door that opens with just one kick. What a hobby."

Old Tang walked straight into this sacred hall, suddenly a strange sense of dizziness rose in his mind, he quickly covered his head, as if he had been here before.

But how is this possible?How old is he? According to Qilan's explanation, this place has a history of at least tens of thousands of years. At that time, human beings had not yet been born.

"Pastorwick!"

Old Tang subconsciously let out a roar full of anger, and he reacted in an instant, calming down his anger quickly.

"Who is Pasterwick? Do I know this man? Why are you so angry?"

Old Tang looked at this sacred hall in fear, he didn't want to go any further, as something terrible would happen if he continued, so he immediately turned around.

The door kicked open by him was closed again, blazing flames rose, and something extraordinary seemed to appear in front of him, and he was calling himself.

Old Tang heard the call from the bottom of his heart, there was something calling him in front of him, it was the whisper of a demon, so he chose to knock on the door angrily.

"Break the door, open it for me quickly."

"Your uncle, if you don't open it again, don't blame me and kick you to death."

"Ton." With a loud sound, Old Tang hugged his feet in an instant. He wanted to kick the broken door open again, but he relived the experience of foot pain, and he returned in vain.

At this time, Qilan outside the door also noticed that something was wrong. The old Tang who had been nagging was gone. He hurriedly gave up his relief research and looked for Old Tang everywhere.

The door was only at such a small location, the only way for him to disappear suddenly was to open the door and walk in, so Qilan walked in front of the door. He had found this kind of living thing in the library, but he didn't know if his blood would have any effect.

He stretched out his finger and put it on the sharp teeth of the face of pain. The sharp teeth pierced his skin, and his blood flowed into the face of pain.

After waiting for a while, Huo Ling slowly opened a gap, inheriting the direct lineage of the Black Emperor. Although it is thin, it is qualified to let it open the door to the king.

Old Tang, who was still struggling with the gate, was blown away by the sudden opening of the gate, and got up from the ground. He glared at the gate, but he didn't expect that the gate was opened, and he was about to rush outside in a hurry.

But he was stopped by Qilan, who looked at him with concern, "Old Tang, are you okay? Why did you run in alone?"

"I don't have time to chat with you now, let's go out quickly."

Old Tang broke free from his shackles, and before Qilan could figure it out, he was about to pull him through the open gate.

The living spirit fulfilled its mission faithfully, and closed its body again, completely blocking the passage to the outside world.

Old Tang slapped the broken door desperately. He didn't want to see the demon calling him. If he wanted to go out, he shouldn't run around. Wouldn't it be good to just wait for Lu Mingfei?

(End of this chapter)