As if he had found meat, the little wolf stared at the mural on the stone wall with bright eyes, drooling. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There is indeed meat.

And it's not ordinary meat.

Because the mural depicts several humans killing a dragon, they tear off the scales with their bare hands while cutting the dragon's flesh piece by piece with a sharpened stone knife in their hands.

There were several children squatting next to them, also drooling.

"The turtle king eight mung beans are really a tough race, and they can actually slay dragons!"

Dongfang Xiaoshu raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, straightened his sword-like waist, and said incredulously.

Dragons are the most domineering existence in heaven and earth.

There are countless legends about them.

The Silver Dragon Boy of the Dao Hall is just a silver mutant, and he is not a real dragon at all.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten dragon meat, I'm really hungry for this princess!"

The little wolf swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva fiercely and couldn't help muttering to himself.

"If you don't eat it, you can die, you better eat the ashes!"

Dongfang Xiaoshu choked the little wolf silently, then ignored it and continued to watch the mural by himself.

The picture of slaying the dragon has come to an end.

The Oriental Tree continues to look at the second mural.

The second mural depicts a group of body refiners competing in martial arts.

I saw a body refiner standing in front of a huge stone lion three zhang high, and the huge stone lion three zhang high had at least 100,000 jin of strength.

The refiner wrapped his hands around the stone lion and slammed his waist to pick the stone lion up.

And that's not all.

The next moment, he violently lifted the stone lion up, and lifted the stone lion above his head with both hands.

The next moment, he suddenly lowered one hand and lifted the stone lion above his head with one hand.

Leaning on the ground, it's terrible, lifting a huge stone lion of 100,000 catties with one hand, doesn't it have the strength of 100,000 catties with one arm?

Dongfang Xiaoshu was dumbfounded for a while.

No wonder this group of people can slay the dragon, the strength of 100,000 catties with one hand is a small mountain, and it is only a matter of a few punches.

This is followed by the third mural.

The picture depicts a group of body cultivators worshipping heaven and earth under the leadership of a man.

It can be seen that they revere nature and preserve the oldest rituals.

The fourth mural has a different style.

The sky was filled with black reflections, and indeed a group of evil paper men descended from the sky like locusts.

A group of body refiners fought hard to tear apart, whether it was men, women, old or young, everywhere they passed, there were dead and wounded paper people.

There is no one who refines at all.

But the good times were short-lived.

Suddenly, a body refiner held his head in his hands, as if he was in great pain.

Then he looked up suddenly, his eyes full of evil and blood, and he actually raised his hand to kill his companion.

Then more and more refiners joined the hunt for their companions.

A group of body refiners suffered countless casualties, and in the end, only the two most powerful body refiners escaped with a few children.

The scene was extremely tragic.

The last mural cannot be called a painting.

Because it's just a few lines.

He was crooked and pinched, with different shades, as if the breath of the person who left the word was unstable.

"The evil extraterritorial race invaded our people, and although our people were killed and wounded, they left behind the seeds of hope. I hope that when they grow up, they will go out of the territory to fight the enemy and wipe out the evil race! ”

"The evil extraterritorial race has the power to invade the divine soul, and the descendants of our clan must cultivate the secret method of our divine soul, otherwise they will not be allowed to go outside the territory to kill the enemy! Remember, remember! ”

"I have been invaded by the evil race, and I left a message to remind the younger generations before I wake up, my body only kills the evil race, and cannot hurt humans!"

"Gu Han is a masterpiece!"

Seeing this, Dongfang Xiaoshu finally understood that all of this turned out to be done by the ancient Han.

It is difficult for Dongfang Xiaoshu to imagine that a refiner who was invaded by the evil paper man in the soul endured the torture, and after painting the murals, he left a message to remind future generations, and finally died with the paper man.

What kind of temperament is this?

Dongfang Xiaoshu's heart beat faster, he felt his blood ignited, and he wanted to go out of the territory now and kill all the evil paper people.

Sure enough, in a corner, Dongfang Xiaoshu found a skeleton with a broken head.

"This is an awe-inspiring man!"

Dongfang Xiaoshu immediately smashed a hole in the ground with a fist and buried the skeleton of the ancient man in it.

The little oriental tree, who had done all this, checked it again, and after making sure that there were no treasures, he extinguished the copper oil lamp and walked towards the ventilated tunnel with a torch.

"This ancient man is also yes, he has time to draw, engrave, and ramble, why didn't he leave that secret technique of the divine soul!"

"In addition to eating a mouth full of ashes, the harmful princess didn't get any hair!"

The little wolf lowered his head and followed behind the Dongfang Xiaoshu, muttering incessantly, looking like he had suffered a big loss.

"Thinking about taking advantage every day, how can there be so many advantages for you to take advantage of!"

Dongfang Xiaoshu held the torch and said softly.

In fact, his heart was very heavy.

This ancient relic once again mentions extraterritoriality, what kind of existence is extraterritorial?

Is there a group of people who are now fighting with their lives and deaths?

Their purpose is to stop the evil paper people from outside the territory from invading their homeland.

Just like the existence in the thousand-year-old mine of Qingliang Mountain said, they have been fighting.

Find the first year of junior high school, settle the thousand faces and them, and fight like them.

If nothing else, for the sake of their future children can grow up happily.

Dongfang Xiaoshu secretly made up his mind that he had to do this.

The tunnel is not very long, and after a quarter of an hour, the end of the tunnel is reached.

At the end of the tunnel is a stone house, because of the age, a corner of the stone house has collapsed, and a trace of light and wind comes from the corner of the stone house.

"Brother Shu, you said that this group of people is fond of tricks, obviously a place to escape, but they want to build a stone house, I really don't know what they are going to do?"

The little wolf said bitterly, obviously not in a very good mood.

A fierce tiger covered in black patterns jumped out of the corner of the stone house, and the two tiger's eyes were fierce, staring at the small tree and the little wolf in the east, and the huge tail hovering back and forth.

Demon beast, a very strong demon beast, the first feeling of the oriental tree.

"Humans, damn humans!"

The black pattern of the tiger's forelimbs ploughed the ground, as if it wanted to kill the oriental tree with one claw, and I don't know why it has so much hatred.

"Kitten, where are you arguing, why don't you come to see this princess?"

The little wolf swaggered to the black-patterned Meng Hu, and said with a high face, as if he knew this tiger.

"It's you, aren't you dead?"

The black pattern of the tiger's eyes shrank suddenly, as if he had seen something extremely terrible, and asked suspiciously.

Then, to the surprise of Dongfang Xiaoshu, the black-patterned tiger let out a snort, turned around and ran.