Solitaire: Rise of the Waste

Chapter 1333 Nine Dragons Pull Chariot
Dragon corpse!It turned out to be the corpse of a dragon!

Where the hell is this, and why are so many dragons dying?
Countless question marks lingered in Feng Caitian's mind, before she could figure it out, she saw the little girl not far in front of her stretch out her pale index finger and counted.

"one two Three……"

Feng Caitian rolled her eyes.

Counting hairs, counting, so many dragons died here, it must be some kind of amazing place, if you don't run for your life at this time, you still have time to count here... The serious Jun Qingling suddenly called out again.

There was an uncontrollable excitement in the voice!
"Oh my god, is it really the corpse of a nine-headed dragon?" After counting the number of dragon corpses, it turned out to be a whole nine!I suddenly remembered the place where the nine dragons fell into the sky that my brother mentioned. Now it seems that I have entered here just like the ancestors of the Jun family back then.

"What is it really?" Feng Caitian smelled something keenly, and asked casually.

"Nine Dragons Falling into the Sky." Jun Qingling's eyes were unspeakably excited, and his face was even more joyful. He looked a little smug, and he didn't even notice Feng Caitian's prying eyes.

"Nine Dragons Falling into the Sky? What is that? A place name?" Feng Caitian thought for a while, with a confused look on her face.She has never heard of Nine Dragons Falling into the Sky, and she has never seen it in "World Talk". However, judging by Jun Qingling's appearance of picking up a treasure, this place must be some kind of extraordinary place, maybe there baby!

Dragons like to collect treasures the most!

Thinking of this, Feng Caitian's eyes were sharp, and her dark eyes scanned the surroundings, but to her disappointment, these dragon corpses appeared in this place, it seems that there is really no treasure... Eh, what is that?
After watching the dragon corpse, her eyes fell on the palace again, Feng Caitian recognized it at this moment, what kind of palace is this, it is clearly a chariot that only an emperor is qualified to ride in!

This chariot is even taller and made of unknown materials. There are lines of ancient characters written on it. The whole chariot against the backdrop seems to have come from ancient times, transcending the shackles of time and breaking the boundaries of civilization.

In front of the chariot, there are nine reins, each of which is tens of meters thick, like a rope falling from the sky, stretching across the ground.

It seems that it adds a sense of silence and heaviness, which makes people awe-inspiring.

"Nine Dragons Pulling Chariot?" Looking at Feng Caitian whose eyes were fixed on the palace shelf, Jun Qingling followed her gaze, but in the next second, he took a breath.

This chariot, these ten-meter-thick reins... It is obvious that the nine-headed dragon is here to pull this chariot.

But who exactly is this qualified?
Jun Qingling only felt bursts of cold sweat bursting out of her body, and a sense of fear from the depths of her heart welled up spontaneously.

This is no longer timidity in the heart, but oppression on the blood of the soul!
The Dragon Clan, the first race among monsters, has long surpassed the scope of human imagination, separated from the Fengtian Continent, and its strength is even comparable to that of the God Clan.

But such a strong person actually pulls the chariot forcibly, what kind of strength should this person be?
How could it fall here, die?
"I... I think we'd better go!"

Thinking of the ancestors of the Jun family who had been missing for tens of thousands of years, Jun Qingling couldn't help but tremble, and her pretty face changed color.

If she remembered correctly, the place where the Nine Dragons fell into the sky was the only clue left by the ancestors of the Jun family on the jade slips of life before they disappeared.

(End of this chapter)