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Chapter 781 Chapter 770 Nine: Three Holy Dragon Prisoners

"Flame breaks the five-color barrier, there is no color and no immortal. The stone cracks the blood to drip the spring, and the dragon travels to the Chu to shock the sky. If the dragon refers to the dragon's family and Chu refers to the Chu country, then the last sentence should imply that our trip to the Chu country is imperative. .Cracking the stone, could it be Shi Ji? What does the blood dripping spring mean? What does it mean that the flame breaks the five color barriers, is colorless and has no immortality?"

I don't know how long he thought about it, until the sun started to set, Qin Yu got up and walked back in the direction. He only guessed that the second half of the sentence was related to Long Meier and Shi Ji, but he couldn't figure out the first half of the sentence.As for the relationship between Luo Luo and him, it is definitely not clear now, and we can only investigate slowly in the future. I believe that sooner or later, the truth will be revealed.

On the way back, Qin Yu didn't waste it. He kept silently urging the vision of floating light and skimming shadows. Piao Piao walked around and became more and more proficient. If modern people saw it, they would definitely exclaim: "Look, the hero of light industry!"

Comprehension is already good, coupled with diligent study and practice, when Qin Yu returned to Prison Dragon Pavilion, Qin Yu was already able to retract and release freely, the speed and duration were greatly extended, and the degree of stability was also greatly improved.

The crazy group of people haven't come back yet. Since the Prison Dragon Pavilion is facing east, as the sun sinks, the side of the mountain wall is completely shrouded in shadow, which is equivalent to a natural protective barrier. Discover.

Qin Yu felt that the timing was about right, so he took an excuse to rest and went back to his room early, and then quietly came to the tenth floor of the ruins, stood under the scratches, and once again urged the floating light to float up, rising three times faster than the last time. In ten seconds, he successfully arrived at the second section of Prison Dragon Pavilion.

The second section of the pavilion has only three floors, and the upper and lower floors are ruins. The middle floor is fairly clean, but no one has visited it for a long time. There are not even any footprints. There are a lot of spider webs, and the black holes are quite suitable for ghost movies.

Without stopping any longer, Qin Yu went up all the way as in the same way, and soon arrived at the top of the prisoner dragon pavilion. Regular pitch black.

"Sure enough, there is a cave." Qin Yu hesitated for a while, but decided to go in and take a look. He took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight, pushed aside the vines and walked in carefully.

The cave is very narrow, almost a corridor, and it is absolutely impossible to accommodate a huge white dragon to pass through. Unidentified symbols and characters can be seen everywhere on the rough side walls, and occasionally one or two symbols glow red under the light of the flashlight or white reflective.

I don't know how long I walked and how many turns I made, the narrow corridor finally opened up, and the mountainside was really hollowed out. In front of me was a narrow staircase hanging in the air, leading to the huge square stone terrace above. The four corners of the stone terrace were covered with iron. The chain is fixed on the inner side of the mountain wall, and there is endless darkness below, only the faint five-color light on the stone flat flickers on and off.

Accidentally kicked down a small stone, and it took a long time for him to come back to the ground. Qin Yu took a deep breath, collected his mind and went up the steps, to the stone ping.

At this moment, through the five-color enchantment that circulated unsparingly, he finally saw clearly what was on the stone flat, and understood what was calling him.

It was a stone sculpture of a dragon. The eyes of the stone sculpture were burning with faint blue flames, and a fist-sized ball as white as jade was suspended in its mouth: Dragon Ball!
"Come, come here, come to me..." An unnecessary voice rang in Qin Yu's ear again, calling him to move forward, to move forward...

Qin Yu raised his foot, and there was a sudden burning pain in his flesh and blood. The chains of dragon flames emerged automatically, and the fiery golden dragon flames completely wrapped him up, helping him forcefully pass through the five-color barrier.

After Yan broke the five-color barrier, Qin Yu understood the meaning of this sentence.

The moment your finger touches the pure white dragon ball, the whole world is drawn into countless rays of light, time is flowing backwards, space is regressing, and there is a moment of youth in front of you.

Swipe, the world returned to normal again, Qin Yu found himself standing in the void, next to a mountain peak, the Prison Dragon Pavilion is still intact, and a beautiful and noble white dragon is entrenched on the top of the mountain, the surrounding wind and clouds are turbulent, and thunder bursts Dianmang ran wild.

This is definitely the first time Qin Yu saw a real dragon in the two worlds. The shock from the soul made him forget to think about it, and forget to speak when he wanted to speak.

"Answer me, what's the matter with him? Is he still alive?" Bailong's voice was urgent, and the tone was the same as that of a human woman. It was very pleasant and had an indescribable attraction.

"Even if you're alive, you're not alive. I can't answer you." On the top of a mountain in the distance, an old man in a green shirt stepped lightly on the branches and leaves of pines and cypresses.

"Go back, don't ask any more questions, there will be no results. His identity, your identity, dooms you to have no future." On the southern mountain peak, another middle-aged man in a purple robe was sitting on a stone ledge drinking, The wine gushed out from the purple gold gourd, and the wonderful fragrance wafted for thousands of miles, and flowers bloomed wherever it passed. Even the tiger chasing its prey sat down quietly, concentrating on smelling the fragrance and getting drunk.

"People who are not of our race will have a different heart. I will give you one last chance. Leave quickly, otherwise don't blame our subordinates for being merciless!" The blade was cast like liquid magma, and trembled as he yelled and asked, the surrounding rocks were melted by the high temperature, turning into magma and flowing along the mountain wall.

"You don't need to meddle in our affairs, give him back to me!" Bailong roared, and in an instant, the surrounding situation was raging with lightning and thunder.

"Don't pester him any more, even if you chase him all the way to the ends of the earth, you won't be able to see him again." The old man Qingshan seemed to have the best temper, and he was still patiently waiting for Bailong.

The red-haired middle-aged man burst into temper: "It's useless to talk, let me cut this troublesome white dragon with my own hands, and repay the blood debt with cramps and bones!"

"Wait a minute, the two clans have just ceased fighting, how can they easily start a war again? If she is stubborn, the Dragon King will not protect her, we just suppress her." The middle-aged man in the purple robe put down the wine gourd and wiped his mouth. .

The more Bailong listened, the angrier he became, the more he thought about it, the more hesitant he finally couldn't help jumping up and flying up from the mountain peak. In an instant, the wind tornado shook the mountain, and the storm poured down and covered the entire mountain range. Dianqing thunder exploded all over the sky, and countless mountain peaks rumbled, shattered and collapsed.

"Give him back to me! Give it back to me! Give it back to me!!!" There were tears in Bai Long's eyes, but more of it was madness and unwillingness, and he even took the initiative to attack the three food saints.

"Good time, kill!" With a groan, the flame sword was unsheathed and rocks flew, half of the sky was burned red.

"That's all." The blue-clothed old man flew up slowly.

"There is wine today and drunk today, Bailong, you are also a lover, it's a pity..." Zijin gourd zoomed in the air flickeringly, and turned into a radius of hundreds of feet in the blink of an eye...

Qin Yu watched all this happen, watched Bailong being pierced by the flame sword and blood spilled in the air, he was powerless.

This is history and cannot be changed.

(PS: It’s not too much to lay a foreshadowing, oh la la~)

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