"Could it be that you're hallucinating?"

When the dragon maniac came back to his senses, he found that he was still in the valley. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as he looked up, he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw a huge building in front of him.

The gloomy ruins are gone.

In its place, there is a huge square altar.

From a distance, the altar seems to be made of white jade, with a radius of nearly 100 zhang and a height of more than 60 zhang.

Four huge stone pillars, standing at the four corners of the altar respectively, nearly 100 zhang high, need four people to embrace, under the sunlight, the brilliance flows.

"It turns out that I guessed wrong before, and it's not a palace......"

The dragon shook his head, laughed at himself, and strode forward.

As I saw before, the white jade pillar was floating with all kinds of beast flowers, and the faint and mysterious runes of the Dao were spiraling upward.

The difference is that at the top of the stone pillar stands the statues of the four holy beasts, which are lifelike and majestic overlooking all beings.

The statue is surrounded by auspicious light and purple gas.

Looking up, a great coercion surged, which made the dragon's heart throb inexplicably, and he almost bowed and worshipped.

"Humph!"

He shouted violently, and the blood of the mad god exploded, and the scarlet blood eyes shot out of the light of who else he was, meeting the vast invisible coercion.

"Alas......"

In the dark, four long sighs sounded at the same time, destroying people's hearts.

However, the dragon was domineering and awe-inspiring, not confused in the slightest, and still stood proudly, looking coldly.

The long sigh came to an abrupt end, and the four holy beasts changed back to their cold statue appearances.

The great majesty also quietly dissipated.

"Childe."

At this time, the green dragon also came to the altar and stood beside the dragon madness.

He looked around for a moment, and finally, his gaze stayed on the statue of the green dragon, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and exclaimed, "The ancestor god of the green dragon!" ”

"Qinglong Ancestral God?"

Hearing the exclamation, the dragon turned his head sideways and looked at him coldly.

"Childe, take a closer look at the head of the statue." Thinking of Fang Cai's gaffe, Qinglong hurriedly gave up.

After being reminded by him, the dragon madness tilted his head slightly, staring at it carefully.

Sure enough, on the top of the heads of the four statues, they all wore a delicate crown.

Different from the nine crowns of the other three sacred beast statues, the top of the head of the green dragon statue wears twelve crowns, faintly revealing wisps of supreme majesty.

"Suppressing the Quartet with the Three Holy Beasts and the Green Dragon Ancestral God, what is the mystery of this altar?" The dragon maniac retracted his gaze, frowning and pondering for a long time, but finally had no clue.

"Let's go up first."

Thinking that the Mad God Divine Sword was at the top of the altar, the dragon madness had no choice but to put aside the matter of the statue and slowly stepped onto the white jade steps.

"Okay." Qinglong took two big strides and walked side by side with him.

Walked for half an hour.

Seeing that he was about to reach the top of the altar, the dragon madness stopped, turned his head sideways and looked behind him, thoughtful.

Qinglong stood quietly aside, although he had doubts, he didn't dare to disturb at will.

"Go down to the platform you just passed."

After a few moments, the dragon turned violently and strode down the stone steps.

In his previous rush to find the Mad God Sword, he walked in too much hurry and didn't notice that the altar was divided into two tiers.

Back on the platform, he understood why he had felt an ethereal calling.

On the stone wall between the first and second floors, delicate murals are depicted.

In the mural, a middle-aged man in golden armor is holding a blood-colored long knife, with a majesty that is impossible to look up, facing hundreds of strange monks with black qi lingering.

The back of the majestic shore in the painting is extremely familiar to the dragon maniac.

He is the illusory figure that controlled the dragon maniac's body when the bloodline awakened.

"Who is he? Is it my loved one? ”

Recalling the sound of "child", Long Mad couldn't help but have a sour nose, and a few crystal tears quietly slipped from the corners of his eyes.

I never thought that he would cry in the state of madness.

It's been a long time.

The tears on the dragon's face had been dried by the mountain wind, leaving only faint tear stains.

"Qinglong, carefully comprehend the moves and sword intent in the mural." He took a deep breath to calm himself and walked slowly around the stone wall.

After walking around, the dragon maniac was extremely shocked in his heart.

Although the mural is only a static picture, it vividly expresses the middle-aged sword intent of Jin Jia.

Chop, slash, sweep, slash, stab......

Majestic, heroic, brave and majestic......

In the hands of the middle-aged Jin Jia, the blood-red long knife is like having a mental consciousness, swinging freely and doing whatever he wants.

Once, the dragon thought that his sword skills had been infiltrated.

Now I know that compared to the middle-aged age of Jinjia, it is simply unbearable.

"Alas, sit in the well and watch the sky......"

The dragon let out a long sigh, his face full of shame, and then walked over to a mural and sat cross-legged.

On this mural, the middle-aged man in golden armor soared into the air, holding blood-red long knives in both hands, and slashed down at dozens of strange black-robed monks.

The move is bland, and at a glance, this knife is just a little more powerful.

However, in the eyes of the dragon madness, he saw the indomitable vast sword intent.

The blood-red long knife seemed to hang in his heart.

The invincible sword intent seemed to be ethereal, but it was everywhere, stabbing his soul trembling and trembling.

Staring at the mural, the dragon maniac felt fear like never before.

Fear from the depths of the Genshin.

Not from the incomparable sword intent, but from those weird black-robed monks.

In the dark, the mind of the dragon madness seems to slowly integrate into the painting, and the body gradually becomes transparent and faint.

I don't know how long it took.

Suddenly, he was awakened by the sharp and vicious sound of fighting, and his eyes opened suddenly.

After a quick look, there were ruins and broken walls, corpses all over the field, and an eerie aura covering the entire sky.

Just when he was puzzled, dozens of hideous black-robed monks danced all kinds of vicious weapons, surging with the black qi of the forest.

"Kid, look at it!"

The dragon frenzy suddenly jumped to his feet, raised the blood-red long knife with both hands, and with incomparable majesty, he slashed down with an indomitable momentum.

At the beginning of the sword light, an invincible sword intent permeated Zhou Tian.

A red dazzling sword shadow more than 100 zhang long was like breaking through the sky, silently passing through the void, without bringing a trace of spatial waves, and suddenly, dozens of strange black-robed monks were crushed into powder.

"Boom ......"

The dazzling sword shadow continued to be powerful, and slashed towards the earth, splitting out a crack nearly a thousand miles long, bottomless.

Black magma erupted from a crack in the earth miles wide.

The strange thing is that the magma actually felt a piercing cold, but the soul was burning.

"Did you see the previous move?" The dragon stood with a horizontal sword, his sharp gaze coldly scanning the battlefield, and shouted majestically.

However, before the shouting fell, his vision changed, and he was already standing on the ground.

Miles away.

The dozens of hideous black-robed monks from before, the black qi surged, and the screams surged.

"Clear!"

After a loud shout, the dragon furious suddenly bent his knees, condensed all the strength of his limbs and hundreds of bones in his hand, and slashed down with an indomitable momentum.

"Whew......"

The red sword light flickered, and a red knife shadow hundreds of zhang long instantly appeared in the air, and the sound of breaking the sky was like a dragon's roar, roaring down with a long spatial crack, which was really domineering.

"Jie Ji ......"

However, dozens of black shadows swam in the air like ghostly snakes, easily avoiding the seemingly fierce red sword shadows, and came through the air with a long sword full of gray energy.

"It's really rotten wood that can't be carved!"

At the last moment, the dragon madness put away his knife momentum, jumped backwards stiffly, and slashed the strange monk who was sneaking up behind him with a backhand.

"Spatial cracks, dragon chanting breaking through the air, monstrous domineering... Are you here to juggle? ”

Then, he took advantage of the situation to turn a somersault, and suddenly shot out, the sword light was like a meteor, and in the blink of an eye, it split more than a dozen strange monks in front of him into powder.

"Take this painting with you, go back to cultivating diligently, and get rid of your stinky problems!"