"Look, the seat on this pattern looks like there's a ruined seat. ”

I don't know who said it, Xiao Ye's gaze looked at the pattern again.

This stone wall is very old, it looks like it is some years old, and there seems to be a throne carved next to the 12 thrones under the throne of the Storm King.

However, the pattern of this throne has been destroyed, and the color of this pattern cannot be seen clearly, but there are still some fiery red flames left around it.

Xiao Ye stared straight at the ruined throne, looking at the flames around it, remembering that these dragons called themselves traitors.

"It's... This is the Throne of the Flame Heaven!" Xiao Ye exclaimed in surprise.

Xiao Ye's voice was so loud that it made almost everyone around look at him.

Tu Qingyu looked even more weird: "Who is Yantian?"

After stroking his mood, Xiao Ye smiled and replied, "I'm talking nonsense, don't care..."

Looking at Xiao Ye strangely, Tu Qingyu frowned slightly: "If you know anything, please tell us as soon as possible, this is about the dragon clan, which is very important to humans!"

"I'm talking about it casually, I'm a little kid, how do I know this..."

Concealing Tu Qingyu's question, Xiao Ye breathed a sigh of relief, how could he tell this woman about Yantian.

Now that Flame Sky is in his body, if this matter is exposed, then if these thousands of people regard themselves as enemies, it will be over.

Looking at the pattern again, Xiao Ye's face gradually became solemn.

No wonder these dragons call Yan Tian a traitor, it turns out that Yan Tian was also one of them before, I'm afraid something happened, Yan Tian betrayed them.

Reaching out and touching his chest, Xiao Ye pondered, Yantian once told Xiao Ye that now Yantian is Xiao Ye, Xiao Ye is Yantian, and the two are one.

recalled that under the cemetery in Zhongzhou, the Chinese character left a message.

Since he knows Chinese characters, this means that the person who left the message must have been to his own world.

However, he was brought to this world by Yantian, so the person who left the message is very likely to know about Yantian's existence.

"Friends from another world, I guess that one day, you will definitely go here, but the hellfire will be handed over to me for safekeeping, the crisis of mankind still exists, and when the world is in 333 years, the evil things will still appear, and mankind will face a great catastrophe, whether this catastrophe can be quelled, I still need your help. ”

Recalling the Chinese character message again, Xiao Ye's face was gloomy.

If the person who left the message knows about Flame, then who is this vicious thing, is it the Storm King?

The more he thought about it, the more complicated it became, Xiao Ye was now curious in his heart, if the time came to the year 333 of the World Calendar, what would happen in the world, and who would be the vicious thing that attacked mankind?

It's only the second half of 331, and it's still early in 333.

......

Just when Xiao Ye was still thinking, he suddenly found that a thick white mist appeared around him, and when he looked back, the entire hall had been quietly invaded by white mist at this time.

The surrounding vision gradually faded, and everything in front of him began to be completely obscured by the white mist.

"Climb down!"

I saw that at this time, Xiao Ye and Xia Xi'er pulled the two of them to the ground at once.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Ye said strangely.

Lu Tian pinched his nose with one hand, and shouted with a solemn face: "Protect yourself with magic! Don't inhale this white mist! I feel that there is a hidden breath of magic in this white mist!"

As soon as they heard this, Xiao Ye and Xia Xi'er hurriedly pinched their noses with their hands.

The people around them did the same thing suspiciously, after all, this is the palace of the dragon clan, and everything still has to be done carefully.

"Plop!"

Some members of the Dragon-Slayer Guild suddenly fell to the ground, causing the members next to them to exclaim.

"It's... What's going on!"

"It's all about..."

Immediately afterwards, one after another members fell to the ground one after another, and more than half of the original thousands of members fell to the ground in an instant.

The members who fell to the ground rolled their eyes, and the entire population foamed at the mouth and lost consciousness completely.

Seeing this, Luo Tian tried to hold his breath and yelled: "It's all this ghost made by the white mist, everyone must not inhale it!"

Realizing the seriousness of the matter, the members who were still conscious hurriedly learned to crawl on the ground and pinch their noses tightly with their hands.

Breathing is the instinct of human beings, and human beings can never do without air.

Even if you pinch your nose, it is absolutely impossible to go without inhaling for a long time.

As time passed, even if they crawled on the ground, some of the members who were pinching their noses began to gradually pass out, and their consciousness was invaded by the surrounding white fog until they disappeared.

Tu Qingyu's eyes widened, and his face was even more panicked: "Everyone hold on, who else is a wind attribute magician, come with me to blow the fog away with the wind!"

As he spoke, Tu Qingyu immediately cast his magic, and gusts of wind came in, blowing away some of the surrounding white mist.

But at this time, the magic power used by Tu Qingyu was not very powerful, and it only drove the white mist out of the surrounding space of less than two meters.

"This magic power not only makes people unconscious, but also doesn't it weaken the magic power of the magician!" Tu Qingyu shouted, she now clearly felt that the magic power in her body was gradually decreasing.

"Damn, I can't use my strength!" scolded some of the magicians who had already been invaded and were not yet unconscious.

The thousands of people who were pressed by this black pressure disappeared in an instant in a blink of an eye, and there were less than a hundred people.

"Everyone, try to get as close to me as possible, and I'll deal with these white fogs!"

Xia Xi'er also roared at this time, and then grabbed Xiao Ye and Luo Tian with her jade hand, and shouted in a low voice: "My charm flame can charm magic, you get closer to me, I will clear the mist that has been inhaled into my body!"

Xiao Ye and Lu Tian nodded hurriedly, and hurriedly crawled to Xia Xi'er's side, staring at Xia Xi'er pitifully.

Xia Xi'er naturally didn't ignore Xiao Ye, and when the two of them approached her, she suddenly frantically poured out the magic power in her body, and the pink flames instantly burned the surrounding air and human body.

Waiting for Xia Xi'er's flame to burn to charm the white mist, Xiao Ye only felt that a blockage in his body gradually disappeared.

The flames not only burned against Xiao Ye and Luo Tian, but even Tu Qingyu and dozens of people around them all received the baptism of Xia Xi'er's flames.

After all, manpower is needed now, and there is a lot of power in numbers, and if you can solve some people's problems, you will solve more of them.

The pink flames continued to expand, and Xia Xi'er's face slowly became embarrassed, and her delicate body was a little unable to withstand the continuous use of magic power like this.

"Xi'er, it's okay. Xiao Ye said with concern.

Shaking her head slightly, Xia Xi'er smiled sweetly: "It's okay Xiao Ye, I can do it." ”

"Please..."

Tu Qingyu whispered with an embarrassed face.

Under Xia Xi'er's baptism of flames, Tu Qingyu's restricted magic power gradually recovered, and he immediately turned around and shouted at the people around him: "Wind attribute magicians, use magic power now to blow away the mist!"

"Yes!"

In response, in the summer of the recovery of mana, Tu Qingyu took the lead, and one after another wind attribute magic power surged out.

"Woo..."

A baby-like shrill whistling suddenly appeared, and the wind suddenly roared throughout the palace, and the powerful wind blew wildly in all directions, and the thick white mist began to dissipate under this strong wind.

"Pushing harder!"

It wasn't enough, Tu Qingyu knew how big the empty environment of this palace hall was, and it would take a lot of effort to blow the white mist out of front of thousands of people.

......

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a loud roar that shook the heart rang out.

In this empty hall, the roar seemed to have an echo, and the sound of popping echoed in everyone's ears.

This kind of voice Xiao Ye was quite familiar, and after hearing it, his face suddenly changed: "This is the roar of the dragon!"

Sure enough, the moment Xiao Ye's voice fell, an incomparably huge voice appeared above the main hall.

A giant dragon hovered in the sky, silver-white glittering dragon scales covered its body, its huge wings waved rhythmically, and its scarlet eyes swept over every human present.

......

Silence, deathly silence.

The arrival of such a behemoth is like a heavenly demon descending from the earth, looking down on the insignificant beings.

Dragons are now a symbol of disaster for humans, and almost all lives are lost wherever dragons are found.

......

"Out... It's a dragon!"

After a moment of silence, someone shouted this sentence in amazement, and the expressions on everyone's faces were terrified.

After the appearance of this dragon, the white mist that had been blown away in the main hall became even thicker.

"A bold human dares to break into the palace of this seat!"

With a loud roar, the dragon shook its wings again, and with the shaking of its wings, the magic bloomed in midair, and a thick white fog flew out.

"This seat is the dragon of mist, Yin Xia, in front of the fog of this seat, no human can live!"

With the shouts of Yin Xia, a cloud of mist hit everyone again, as long as this mist is inhaled in the mouth, human beings will be hindered in martial energy and magic, and in serious cases, they will be devoured consciousness.

The fog that was originally blown away by Tu Qingyu and his party struck again, and everyone's eyes widened and their faces were solemn.

If you want to say that the members of the Dragon Slayer Guild are all there, those thousands of people will definitely not be afraid of this fog dragon.

But now under this fog, there are thousands of people, and there are only less than 100 people left, and such a huge gap makes everyone's hearts chill.

Not only is there no way to stop the huge gap in numbers, but even when the white mist hits, everyone can't even stop it now.

"It's over, it's over. ”

Luo Tian's perception had already discovered the gap, and he shouted in panic: "It's over, the strength of this dragon clan is not something we can match!"

Tu Qingyu's face was not very good, but he couldn't be caught now, anyway, he was all dead, and hurriedly waved his hand to organize everyone: "Everyone resist, as long as we hold on to the support team, we will have a chance to live." ”

Tu Qingyu conveyed the news before entering the palace, and everyone knew that it would not be long before a reinforcement team would come, and as long as it reached that time, I was afraid that they would be able to survive, so in order to survive, everyone was ready to fight.

Lu Tian hid behind Xiao Ye in embarrassment at this time, and shouted in panic: "Stinky boy, if you don't escape, you have to come in, now it's okay, you have to protect Lao Tzu!"