"Boom!"

A dull sound came from Ying xuanlie's chest.

One side of the wolf was really shocked, worthy of being chosen as the real dragon prince. This dragon chanting boxing alone deserves its reputation, not to mention beating a cultivator in the golden elixir realm with the strength of the fourth level.

"You leave the wooden bridge quickly, I have no air traffic control over you!" Tang Yifan turned to the wolf and said, then he took advantage of the real Qi and ran to the hall of architectural relics.

Tang Yifan knew that he was just fooling Ying xuanlie. In a moment, Ying xuanlie would wake up and things would be in trouble.

After all, Ying xuanlie was a cultivator in the later period of the golden elixir, and he was a very difficult opponent.

"Ah! Tang Yifan, I will kill you! "

Sure enough, after Tang Yifan's body darted into the architectural relics, there came a roar of anger from behind.

"Well, it's not easy to kill me? But you have to come first! "

Tang Yifan said to himself slowly.

People who had entered the ruins before were scared, and some of them went crazy.

I don't know what's frightening here.

Tang Yifan thought in his heart, and immediately, his eyes were carefully placed in the hall.

It's very simple in the main hall. Apart from some building ruins, there is nothing else amazing.

Only some murals on the walls of the main hall still exist.

Tang Yifan approached and found that the pattern on the mural was so vague that he couldn't see what it was.

Every part of the mural is ambiguous. You can't see anything clearly near you. From a distance, you can only see a subtle outline.

Just as Tang Yifan was about to turn around and go deep into the ruins, the sound of blue electric dragon came to his mind.

"This is the record of ancient murals!"

LAN Dianlong's voice immediately pulls Tang Yifan's attention back.

"What did you say? Ancient records? "

In ancient times, but it's a million years away from now. At that time, there was this building? Is there anyone else who depicts this mural?

Tang Yifan was puzzled.

However, there is no doubt about LAN Dianlong's words.

At this time, the blue electric dragon darts out of his sleeve and gets close to the mural. The dragon's claw sticks to the mural.

Then, a lightning force is released directly.

In an instant, the power of lightning washed the mural to one side again.

After being washed by thunder and lightning, the murals are as bright as new ones.

Tang Yifan saw clearly in an instant.

What is depicted on the huge mural is actually the four great beasts of ancient times.

Flying in the sky is the flaming rosefinch. Around the rosefinch, the whole sky is surrounded by the body of the green dragon.

Under the body of the rosefinch is the body of the upright white tiger. At the foot of the white tiger, it naturally acts as the general Xuanwu of the earth.

The four sacred beasts of ancient times are actually depicted here. Presumably, the owner here should have seen or experienced the characters of which era.

Tang Yifan guessed in his heart.

However, it was just a rough long-distance look. The contents of this mural are far more than the four ancient beasts on the surface.

A close look at the body of the four great beasts shows that they are flowing slightly.

On the rosefinch, the red flame in the sky is rising slightly. When Tang Yifan touched it with his hand, he felt a warm feeling.

"There is something so magical about it!"

Tang Yifan can't help but feel a burst of panic, this is just a mural, unexpectedly can achieve such a realm.

It seems that even the murals of these four ancient beasts are different from ordinary people.

The murals are so lifelike that even their power is portrayed.

Tang Yifan can't wait to touch the white tiger's body with his hand. A strong force comes from his fingertips.

It is said that the four gods white tiger is metallic, powerful and powerful. It shakes the heaven and earth. Under one blow, the mountains and rivers are broken and the heaven and earth collapses.

When Tang Yifan touched it, it was true.

Then he touched his finger on Xuanwu's back.

At this moment, Tang Yifan felt that his defense had reached an unprecedented level. He only felt that he was invincible.

I don't know what kind of power is contained in the green dragon mural.

It is said that Qinglong is the most mysterious existence among the four sacred beasts, and its power is rarely known. It seems that all kinds of forces gather on Qinglong.

With doubts, Tang Yifan pokes out his fingers and touches Qinglong's body.

Tang Yifan can't help but wonder why the other three all have power fluctuations, but there is no virtual shadow of the green dragon?

Tang Yifan can't help but release his true Qi. He wants to release his senses and feel them carefully, but he still doesn't feel anything.

On the contrary, in the first time when Tang Yifan released the true Qi, a heart shaking breath suddenly shot out of the whole hall.

This breath seems to come from all directions, full of power.

It's directly on Tang Yifan.

In an instant, Tang Yifan's body was completely taken back by this inexplicable breath.

And the body is also hard to get up because it is directly pressed to the ground.

All over the sweat immediately penetrated out.

The whole body up and down, out of a pair of beads can play outside, there is no other dynamic place.

Even one's own senses are closed.

Tang Yifan's heart was extremely shocked. What kind of power could oppress him to such an extent.

Tang Yifan saw that beside him, the blue dragon was also like this. He was pressed to the ground and couldn't move at all.

It seems that the situation of the blue dragon is worse than itself. It seems that the blue dragon is directly knocked out.

This power is even more terrifying than that of the most powerful eight level rochatian.

Conservatively, it is estimated that the strength of the master of this power is at least above the eighth level.

That kind of strength, in the territory of human cultivation, has been regarded as the existence of the sky, turning hands can destroy the level of life.

However, the power of this pressure only lasted for less than a few breaths, then slowly faded.

It seems to be resisting Tang Yifan's true Qi.

As long as someone releases genuine Qi, this force will appear.

Tang Yifan slowly gets up from the ground and looks at the blue dragon beside him. This guy has fainted. It's not easy to release the spirit of recovery here to wake him up, so he has to put this guy in his sleeve.

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