Chapter 286: There is no hope of returning
Quickly rose more than a hundred zhang, and when she felt the entire outline of the huge pillar of light, she quickly took out the Yellow River watermark!
After hundreds of uses, there is no obstacle in her communication with the watermark dragon soul. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoIn this lake full of aura, a huge white dragon phantom appeared.
Liu Zhao held the blue watermark in his hand, and the white dragon circled beside her with teeth and claws. No matter how bright the bottom of the lake is, the five-colored streamer can't hide the brilliant glow emitted by the seven-colored neon clothes.
Reaching out and shining through the harsh rays of the light, he pointed to the huge cylinder at his feet. The dragon let out a roar, and the mighty body of the dragon rushed towards the column that glowed with five colors.
Soon, the huge dragon body surrounded the column, and five dragon claws as large as a hill were tightly clasped into the column.
"Ang-!" The dragon raised its head and let out an earth-shattering roar from its wide open mouth!
The water of the lake was like boiling water, and it tumbled violently. Liu Zhao held the watermark and deftly circled and dodged in the fierce current.
Urging the crystal dragon on the dantian to the extreme, the image of the little dragon on the blue golden pill once again emitted a high-pitched dragon groan.
The dragon looked back at the seven-colored mermaid flying in the rapids, and his eyes shone with a blank look. The dragon's head was lifted suddenly, and the scaly body rolled up the cylinder with all its might, and finally pulled out a small section of the column from the bottom of the lake.
Several bubbles like mushroom clouds slowly rose along the edge of the cylinder. As soon as the bubble rose a few hundred meters away, several huge whirlpools appeared in the lake.
Suddenly, the bubbles were crushed by the water pressure, and Liu Zhao felt that gusts of hurricanes formed in the whirlpool! Soon, the entire lake was stirred, and tornadoes appeared on the surface of the lake. If she were on the lake at this time, she would have found that the power of the wind was comparable to that of a mirage!
Liu Zhao suddenly felt a great crisis, and hurriedly recalled the dragon phantom!
However, to her surprise, bubbles continued to rise from the side of the cylinder, which had been shaken loose by the dragon. A large number of hurricanes appeared on the surface of the lake, and the entire lake, the entire sphere of space began to tremble violently!
Frightened, he urged the seven-colored neon clothes, dodging more and more whirlpools. Liu Zhao's long hair was rubbed by the whirlpool filled with the wind, and most of his hair was cut off by brushing! And the blindfolded silk was also shattered.
She hurriedly pulled up her long hair, and urged the seven-colored glow to the maximum, enveloping her whole body in the protection of the glow.
At this time, more and more undercurrents in the water swirled outside the seven-colored light, and it contained the power to tear everything apart. The seven-colored glow was torn and deformed by the swirling water in different directions! Liu Zhao was in the center of the glow, and the beads of sweat the size of beans remained, desperately injecting the aura into the seven-colored neon clothes.
On the lake, there is no longer the tranquility they had when they first arrived. The lake was like a mad beast, rushing towards the sky, towards the transparent barrier that bound this space.
And Lingxiazhou, once again, was like a toy tossed around by a naughty child, in the waves of the lake, violently bumping.
Fortunately, Liu Zhao did not remove the protective circle when she walked out of the cabin, and fortunately, she closed the hatch tightly. Otherwise, Qi Hao, who is still in a coma, would have to be torn to pieces in this raging wind.
Just when this huge ball was so turbulent that it was about to break away from the bottom of the mirage, a flash of lightning suddenly lit up in mid-air!
"Nonsense!" An old voice, like the first thunder of early spring, resounded in this turbulent space. And in the flash of lightning, an intricate symbol flickered in it, and it quickly fell into the lake.
The five-color glorious symbol, like a dragon entering the water, quickly rushed towards the bright cylinder that was shaken by Liu Zhao.
In the blink of an eye, the large, shiny symbol was slapped to the top of the shaky cylinder by a mysterious force.
With the sound of bubbles bursting, the loose pillars were pressed back to their original positions, and no new gas was produced in the water.
Liu Zhao's eyes widened, watching the quaint symbols like Tianwei flash past him, and a frenzy that was almost worshipful rose in his heart! That was something she had never seen before, with the power of heaven and earth, it was an ancient rune that originated from the ancient Chinese cultivation culture, and it had become a peerless ancient rune!
Liu Zhao, who was stunned in the water, pondered the rune with earth-shaking energy over and over again in his heart, completely forgetting to continue to urge the seven-colored glow to protect himself.
The remnants of the wind in the water surrounded her, and the seven-colored glow was torn apart by the whirlpool in the water.
The sharp pain from the ends of his hair made Liu Zhao wake up from his realization, and when he looked around, he was shocked to find that he had been surrounded by several whirlpools stirred up by several hurricanes.
Hurriedly turned the soft water to a fast speed, and the aura poured into the seven-colored neon clothes again, and when the glow surged, the undercurrents with the aura of destruction quietly moved away.
After the last gust of air washed out of the water, the lake gradually returned to calm. Liu Zhao was fixed floating in the water, looking at the evenly distributed several huge cylinders, and did not dare to act rashly anymore.
Suddenly flicking the seven-colored fishtail, it floated out of the water, and the long hair that was originally like a waterfall fluttered unevenly on his shoulders.
Liu Zhao furrowed his brows and slowly swam towards Lingxiazhou. The transparent boat floated on the water like a sleeping baby, and through the transparent hull, she saw Qi Hao, who was also sleeping, and his chest was rising and falling steadily.
Fortunately, the disaster he caused just now did not affect this righteous man. Liu Zhao thought about the terrifying Gangfeng, and couldn't help but be a little afraid.
At the same time, in a different world, Hu Jiu supported the wrinkled good woman and tiredly trekked in the barren heart of Lop Nur.
They had been searching in this area for almost a year, but they had not found a single useful clue except for feeling the scorching sun and the relentlessness of the wind and sand.
"Hu Xiaoyou, I'll dig here again to investigate?" Granny Zen asked, panting, pointing to the center of a funnel at her feet.
"Good mother-in-law, this vast Lop Nur has made you turn back and forth a few times, you better rest!" Hu Jiu has long since regained his bright appearance of clothes and shoes.
Today's fox king, his hair stands on his dark head like grass, and his two beautiful mustaches have also turned into a big beard. Due to the emaciation, his square chin and brow bones are more prominent. On the full forehead, there are lines of sweat and mud and sand. There is only a pair of narrow eyes, which are still wrinkled and shining.
Like an ascetic, he wore a green cloth robe, and his hand-sewn suit had long lived up to the bad weather of Lop Nur, turning into ragged strips of cloth that he abandoned in an unknown corner.
"Well, we've searched all over here, but we don't have any useful clues." Between the eyebrows of the good mother-in-law, there has been a deep "Chuan" character pattern due to long-term wrinkles. Her shrewd eyes swept the ground beneath her feet, and she muttered to herself, "Could it be that the old body is mistaken?" (To be continued.) )