One Piece Dragon System

Chapter 429: Long-lost Voice

The blood-colored lotus sea slowly dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a dark figure burst out like lightning. The surrounding air was instantly ignited, and flames wrapped around the figure like wind.≯Miscellaneous≌Zhi≌Insect≯

As soon as that figure fell to the ground, he waved his hand, and the flames that wrapped around his body gradually dispersed, revealing the black-haired youth inside.

As soon as the flames all over his body dissipated, the young man was stunned.

Now there are several possibilities in front of him:'Red Lotus Karma Fire' has the ability to slow down the flow of time. The next point is equivalent to the previous year. When he comes up, the world has been destroyed; the brilliance in his body possesses Power across time and space, he suddenly traversed from India to the Sahara Desert 2.5 million years ago; someone fought a battle here, and the aftermath of the battle moved the entire Taj Mahal to the ground.

In short, no matter what it is, the proud and proud "Pearl of India" for all Indian citizens has disappeared, and the eyes are filled with deserts filled with yellow sand. The blocks are inlaid with glass and agate, which have extremely high artistic value. All of the pure white marble buildings also collapsed and were buried in the yellow sand.

"What the hell is going on?" Chu Han muttered to himself while looking at the endless desert in front of him, while releasing the domineering look and hearing, covering the entire desert within the range of perception.

In less than three seconds, with him as the center, everything within 10,000 meters appeared in his mind in a nearly transparent way, but unfortunately, there was no discovery.

There is no living person.

Chu Han took a deep breath, his deep eyes flashed slightly, and his dark pupils turned into...the color of melting gold in an instant!

"Listen to the sound of everything" released!

The invisible wave instantly enveloped the entire Agra, Chu Han suddenly took a breath, and the corner of his eyes twitched involuntarily.

What did he see?

Agra, a typical northern Indian city, is noisy and crowded. It was once the seat of the capital of the Mughal Empire that ruled the whole of India for hundreds of years. It is a fusion of art achievements and unforgettable love stories.

But now, this ancient city, which has been the capital of India from the 16th century to the beginning of the 18th century, has completely become a dead city!

There is no one alive in the city. It is surrounded by blood-soaked buildings, coffee shops, restaurants, convenience stores, art shops... and there are no rotting corpses all over the ground!

Chu Han was silent for a while, and slowly closed his eyes, a disturbing wave of air radiated from him. Without any chanting, the domain had been activated, and a powerful speech spirit entered the preparation. status.

Chu Han closed his eyes, muttered in his heart for five seconds, then opened his eyes, the surrounding environment was already very different, and the broken and collapsed marble buildings appeared before him as if they were brand new.

If it were not for the faint interference ripples on the edges of the surrounding contours, he would even think that the desert he had just seen was just an illusion.

Ling Ling·Retrospect, you can check what has happened in the past, and even go deep into the memory of the brain, and call out some forgotten memories.

This is similar to the effect of a "prophet", except that one is to predict the future and the other is to look back at the past.

Shah Jahan also relied on this spirit to confirm Ajman's identity and the process of resurrection.

What Chu Han wanted to see was what happened in this area twenty minutes ago, which was not so difficult for him who had completely controlled the four elements.

"Monk, you will die."

Chu Han's eyes flashed slightly, turning his head to look, that beautiful, unspeakable face appeared in his sight, but those equally beautiful ice-blue eyes were indeed full of extremely cold temperature.

Chu Han raised his eyebrows in surprise. As one of the people most familiar with the noble son, he knew that although there was no angry shout, the young master Gattuso was already extremely angry, because there was nothing in his eyes. A hint of temperature.

Chu Han looked at him curiously. A monk with golden light all over appeared in his eyes. The flashing golden light faintly interfered with the power of'backtracking', making the environment around the monk look fuzzy. Clear, but he can still tell because he has seen such a scene.

That was when I first arrived in India and encountered a level 9 tornado. When the golden palm of my hand collided with the tornado, the surrounding space was just like this time, and the tornado was sucked in by the cracked space.

After that, in front of the entrance of the Taj Mahal, he once again saw a more dazzling golden light. That time the golden light condensed an immovable king, and instantly killed thousands of dead servants.

Now, he saw that golden light again, and it was even more terrifying than the previous few times.

Chu Han faintly knew what had happened, and looked at the monk with his hands folded blankly: "I know, although it may be useless, I still want to do this."

Because of the golden light, he couldn't see the monk's expression, but if he thought about it, he would feel relieved.

"Are all Indians so stupid?" Chu Han murmured.

The man who clearly grasped the power and strength, but was like an idiot, is like this; now this monk who followed them along the way to overthrow Hinduism is like this.

Knowing that it was a waste of effort, knowing that the final result will not change at all, and still doing this, you are really idiots!

Before you know it, those blazing, eye-catching golden pupils have a hint of red, which is the temperature of the red lotus hell.

Chu Han already knew what was going on. The monk opened his eyes, and the expected golden pupil appeared, but the unexpected Ming Wangxiang did not appear, because the old dying old man shot.

This was the first time Chu Han saw the old man take action. He didn't do anything. The dull dragon pupils just flickered, and all the buildings in the Taj Mahal together with the yellow sand flew off the ground, like a mountain torrent. Pounced toward the monk like an explosion.

Then, as Chu Han expected, there was still the golden light, but the difference was that this time there was no Dharma image of the Ming Dynasty. The monk just pushed forward with both hands. The torrent of yellow sand and marble buildings collapsed instantly, and the sand and gravel were full. The earth is all.

This is just like opening up!

Chu Han was not surprised. If the'Bronze Throne' meant that the hybrid species had the power comparable to the Dragon King, then the'reality' meant that the hybrid species had the power of speech and spirit comparable to the Dragon King.

The old man saw that the monk blocked the torrent, the dim dragon pupil flashed again, but this time, there was a vibration in the distance, and countless exclamations and screams mixed into Chu Han's ears.