"Boy, you forgot about me so soon. The old voice reappeared.

"...... you?" Wang Wenwen frowned, the voice was indeed very familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

Suddenly, the deerskin pocket on his back trembled, Wang Wenwen hurriedly took out the deerskin bag, and it was nothing else that trembled, it was the underworld scroll that the Ghost Mutang was looking for, and the underworld scroll trembled gently on Wang Wenwen's hand with a faint golden light.

"Senpai, is that you?"

"Hmph! You haven't forgotten. The old man's voice paused, "On the Suolong Bridge, the ancient trees are blooming. Hurry up, the illusion of this bridge will only disappear for half an hour, and if you want to cross it, hurry up. ”

As soon as Wang Wenwen heard this, he didn't hesitate to pull his legs towards the other side and ran, indeed just as the old voice said, this way was not affected by the illusion fluctuations and the invisible power, as if it disappeared with the blooming of this flower.

The white flowers bloomed for only a moment before they began to wither, and the fresh petals gradually shrank under Wang's watchful gaze before falling from the tree.

The petals of the sky are like snow, the petals flutter, and there is not a single star dust everywhere they go, and the flowers are scattered, just like catkins rising by the wind, falling on the bridge, on the ground, in the abyss, and drifting farther and farther away with the river.

As Wang Wenwen crossed the wooden bridge, he looked back and saw that the wooden bridge was already full of petals, which was extremely shocking.

"How is it, boy, shocked?" the old voice sounded in the scroll, "You kid has eyes, I don't know when this ancient tree will bloom again." ”

"This ...... What's going on?" Wang Wenwen looked at the petals in the sky and looked at it coldly, "Why do the seniors know here." ”

"Hey, hey, hey, I've only been here once before. But it didn't look like this before. The old voice smiled, "If you want to enter, you can go quickly, but I don't know what it's like inside now." ”

"Do you know what's inside?"

"I don't know now...... the old man's voice gradually weakened, "that's all I can say, it's too much effort to break through the scroll dialogue. ”

"Senior, senior?" Wang Wenwen frowned and patted the scroll, but the old voice didn't come out again.

"Forget it, then I'll go in and see for myself. ”

After walking across the wooden bridge, the black fog on the opposite bank dissipated, and a winding stone cave appeared in front of Wang Wenwen's eyes.

"Another stone cave?" Wang Wenwen frowned, the inner wall of the stone cave was very smooth, and it was obviously carefully built by someone. "Who built such a big cave with such a row?"

There were two rows of grooves hewn into the cavern, and the grooves were dripping with wax marks, and the few candles that remained were covered with dust.

Wang Wenwen walked along the stone cave, stopping and stopping for a long time, but he never saw the end.

"Strange, this stone cave is so long?" Wang Wenwen picked up the sword and carved the word "Wang" on the stone wall, and sure enough, after walking for a while, the word "Wang" actually appeared on the stone wall again.

"Heh~ It's illusion again. Wang Wenwen smiled contemptuously, he has not seen tens of thousands of illusions like this, and he may be able to cause some trouble when dealing with ordinary monks, but he really has no face for an old fritter like him.

Wang Wenwen smiled lewdly and took off his pants, "Hehe, watch me take a soak of boy urine!"

Sure enough, at the moment when Wang Wenwen showed a happy expression, the stone cave in front of him emitted a bright light.

"Hey, hey, hey~ This trick is really tried and tested. Wang Wenwen smiled and tied his pants and walked towards the light, "Wo! Nima!"

Just more than ten steps away, through the crowded stone cave Wang Wenwen saw a huge palace! The same was dug in the stone cave, but the roof of the cave was actually embedded with dozens of night pearls as big as fists!

"Who is the master here?" Wang Wenwen raised his head and looked at the gold and jade in the feature film, "What a lot of power to make up so much gold!"

"No, I have to look for it...... Wang Wenwen looked at the dozens of cabinets of gold, which was still reserved, and rushed to the edge of the cabinet to rummage through it.

"Tsk~ Why can't you open it!" Wang Wenwen kicked the cabinet a few times, took out the Dolan sword and slashed directly at the lock!

The fire was splashing, but the golden lock was made of no scratches!

"What the hell did I!" Wang Wenwen groped for the surrounding things, and when he kicked the cabinet again, there was a click, and the golden lock on the corner cabinet fell to the ground.

Wang Wenwen looked at this cheap pick up for nothing, how could he let it go? Hurriedly ran up and opened the cabinet door.

At the moment when the cabinet was opened, a thick red mist wafted out from the cabinet, and it was so smoked that Wang Wenwen's brain salt was mixed, "Wow! Nima!

Wang Wenwen wiped his eyes, and finally endured the stinging pain when he opened his eyes again, "Damn!

The stone cave was full of devastation, tattered cabinets and chairs were scattered all over the ground, and only three or four of the night pearls on the top of the cave were intact, hanging on the top of the cave like a dying old man and exuding a faint light.

The ground was sprinkled with bright red blood, dozens of corpses fell to the ground, everything was very weird.

"What are your last words?"

Wang Wenwen followed the voice, and a white-robed man stood in front of the golden throne, and a jade flute was pressed against the chest of a blonde man on the throne.

"Ahem, stinky fox, if you kill my dragon clan today, there will be a time when blood debts will be repaid!" The blonde man's face trembled as he spoke, "I can't kill you today! One day you will be tortured to death!"

"Finished?" the white-robed man looked at him coldly and smiled lightly, "Then you will die." ”

A powerful aura erupted from the jade flute, like a sharp sword piercing the blonde man's chest.

The man screamed and wailed, his body twisted and turned into a giant dragon floating in the sky, looking straight at the white-robed man.

"Still struggling?" the white-robed man sneered, "Struggling will only make your death more painful." ”

The aura in the jade flute burst out suddenly, and although Wang Wenwen was far away in the corner of the main hall, he only sensed this aura outburst, and a mouthful of blood flowed out of his mouth.

The dragon roared and spat out a breath of dragon breath to meet the jade flute, but ...... This is just a mantis arm as a car, and the strong dragon breath melts into naught the moment it touches the jade flute.

The jade flute's attack continued, and the space of this hall stirred by bursts of majestic spiritual energy continued to distort, and the giant dragon fell to the ground with a scream.

The white-robed man sneered, and slowly stepped forward and pressed on the dragon's chest and pulled it hard!

The dragon let out a wail, so shocked that Wang Wenwen had to cover his ears and hurriedly use his aura to resist, but his eyes and mouth were still shocked by this roar and oozed blood, "Damn!

But the white-robed man's movements still did not stop, he raised his hand to grab the dragon's head, and in an instant, Wang Wenwen found himself on the wooden bridge, "This ......!

On the bridge, the white-robed man carried dozens of huge chains, one end of each chain sinking deep into the flesh of the dragon.

"Look at the bridge you built yourself, she was hung by you on the sea of return for 800 days! She was tortured alive for 800 days! I will show you how hard it is to return to the sea today!"

The white-robed man shook his sleeves, and the dragon fell under the bridge with chains, and there was a violent tremor in the bottomless river, and several miserable dragon groans came from the bottom of the abyss.

"Hehehe~Haha!" The white-robed man laughed, staggered to the bridgehead, and carved the three big characters "Lock Dragon Bridge" on the plank of the bridge.

"Lock the Dragon Bridge!!How's that a nice name!" the white-robed man shouted into the abyss.

"I want everyone to know that the dragon king of the Dragon Clan's holy land is actually locked in his own home! You built the bridge yourself! You feel the torture of illusion day and night! Hahahahahaha!"

The white-robed man leaned against the guardrail and laughed like crazy, laughing and laughing, two tears fell from his eyes, and he knelt on the ground and began to cry.

"Ah——! I'll avenge you! Starting today, there will be no dragon clan left! There will be no dragon clan in the continent in the future! All dragon clans will be buried with you!"

Wang Wenwen's brain rose with the cry, and when he opened his eyes, he actually returned to the main hall.

Where are the white-robed men? Where are the dragons?

It was still the same golden hall, and the cabinet door in front of it was open, and it was filled with all kinds of gold utensils.

Wang Wenwen stretched out his hand to pick up a golden brush, and at this moment, a bell-like voice came from the hall, "What are you doing!"

Wang Wenwen was shocked by this voice, and the golden brush shook off and returned to the cabinet, "Hey, no, why is this voice so familiar?

"You...... Be...... Are you the Dragon King?" asked Wang Wenwen tentatively.

"Hmph! The junior still knows me! Help me out quickly, and when this king recasts his soul and condenses his body, he will be greatly rewarded!"

"Grass! Wang Wenwen scolded secretly, "Then what about you pretending to be a fart?"

Although he was unhappy in his heart, he was still humble on his lips: "It's not that the junior doesn't want to help you, it's just that the junior is so weak that he can't save the Dragon King." ”

"Hmm......" there seemed to be a hint of anger in the Dragon King's voice, "then...... Then you go to the throne of my main hall and wait for this king to take away!"

"Damn! Nima's! The remnant soul is the remnant soul, and the brain can't bend a bit. Wang Wenwen scolded secretly in his heart, but he still walked to the throne and sat down, "Dragon King, I'm seated, and then what?"

The voice of the dragon king did not appear again, a yin wind blew through the main hall, and a huge dragon phantom seemed to appear on the top of the main hall, and the dragon hovered above the main hall for a while and then pounced straight towards Wang Wenwen!

"Damn!

Wang Wenwen scolded, but the dragon phantom had already turned into a streamer and escaped into Wang Wenwen's mind.

"The scum of the foundation cultivation realm?"

The voice of the Dragon King sounded in Wang Wenwen's mind.

"You fuck me out!" Wang Wenwen couldn't help but scold this time, "Your grandmother's! A broken soul dares to point fingers at me! I advise you to hurry up and get out of Lao Tzu!"

"Presumptuous!" the Dragon King's voice was full of anger, and his voice trembled and roared in Wang Wenwen's mind, "Do you know what happened to the last person who was so disrespectful to me!"

"What's the end?" Wang Wenwen smiled contemptuously, "Didn't you just hang you up and beat you, and after the fight, I hung you under the bridge until now!

"You!" the dragon king was speechless by Wang Wenwen's poisonous tongue.

Wang Wenwen only felt that the soul in his mind was trembling with anger, and smiled in his heart, Sample, you Wenwen Xingjun were still drinking milk when he was fiercely fighting with dozens of people in the Nine Heavens!

Seeing that the Dragon King was speechless with anger, the Black King of the Belly continued to scold: "Old thing, you give me a good understanding of the situation, now you are begging me! Lower your posture to Lao Tzu! Maybe your prince can still reward a face to help you." ”

"You're looking for death!" The Dragon King couldn't bear it anymore, and his whole body burst out, rushing straight towards Wang Wen's sea of qi. "I'm going to show you how tormented your soul is!"

Under the wooden bridge, in the abyss, the sea is still tumbling in waves, and a dragon with only the skeleton left is bound and hung in the sea by countless chains.

The waves returning to the sea were very fast, and wave after wave lapped against the devastated keel.

The waves in the return sea are like anger, as if thousands of ghosts are buried, and every wave is beaten, and there are bursts of mournful cries in the snow-white waves.

"Ghost crying?" In the endless yin qi, the ancient temple emitted a faint golden light, and an old golden phantom smiled slightly, "The ghost of returning to the sea is crying...... Haha, what's going to happen to this kid?"