Wu Po Jiuxiao

"You continue to move forward, and you will see the old man... Your door with the power of hell can just help the old man..."

There was a hint of reluctance in the voice, as if he was enduring something.

Soon the three looked at each other, and then chose to move on.

"boom"

As the three of them had just walked a thousand meters, the environment in front of them had changed dramatically.

Here is a piece of dilapidated building, which seems to be a big palace, but it seems to be a piece of building fused together.

Broken stone pillars, disused censers, and cracked stone steps, no matter which one they are, they clearly bear some kind of traces of years of erosion.

The breath is ancient and prehistoric, and countless black air currents circulate outside, but after approaching the stone steps and ancient buildings, it seems to be divided into two worlds, and the world in front obviously begins to shine countless times.

dragon!

Dragon!

A series of heavenly dragons turned into chains, appearing there, and as the fluctuations came out, the chains rattled.

The posture of the dragon head up and roaring is lifelike, but it seems to be suffering some kind of pain that cannot be concealed.

Such pain is unimaginable to ordinary people.

"What it is?"

The thief called out suddenly.

"There's something in the chain!"

The Bull Demon King also saw something unusual there.

It was a black body, the whole body was extremely decayed, and the limbs, neck, and head were all locked by the chains.

Even the top of the head was pierced, and then locked by the fist-thick chain from the hole.

"It seems to be a person... Could it be!?"

Ye Fantian's voice suddenly stopped.

The Bull Demon King's mouth was wide open, and he obviously had an expression of disbelief.

"Haha, not bad, not bad, your concentration is quite good, that is the old man's physical body."

The familiar voice reappeared, but this time the voice had become a little more mellow, but more of it was an unconcealable hatred.

"This bastard, the Immortal Dragon Emperor, has locked this old man here for countless years. The old man has experienced countless years here, and he is almost about to collapse, but he never expected to meet you..."

There was a sound from the corpse.

Even though he is used to seeing horrible things, Ye Fantian couldn't help but shuddered. His head was pierced, and it was pierced from the center of his eyebrows. This greatly destroyed a person's mysterious soul. How did the other party survive? of.

And those chains, Ye Fantian can clearly perceive that there is a strong imperial dragon spirit on the chains.

Although the Imperial Dragon Qi is not as good as the orthodox Dragon Qi, it is definitely not easy to accumulate to such a rich level.

"Boy, have you seen enough?"

The voice appeared again, reminding Ye Fantian to say.

"No……"

Ye Fantian's eyes kept looking towards the chain.

There were traces of bloodstains on it. After countless years, the bloodstains have not dissipated, and it can be vaguely noticed that in the bloodstains, there is a terrifying wave that ordinary people can't imagine, a wave that destroys the world.

Mysterious runes are swimming on it, and the runes are so complicated that even Ye Fantian's eye of fate feels blurred for a while.