Sgrad smiled softly, took Zilong's hand, and slowly walked up to a circular stone slab, slowly, the slate left the ground and floated, and then walked inside, on the left and right sides of the gate were two teams of guards, there were hundreds of people on each side, and when the two of them passed, these people stood neatly and bowed their heads in salute. Then you can see the whole picture of the whole hall, the whole hall is a kind of ancient construction style, hundreds of vermilion round pillars are carved with all kinds of exotic animals, the top of the hall is painted with a whole picture of the city of space, from the above you can clearly know that there are large areas of forest around the city of space, and at the end of the forest, is a mountain, all the scenery is vividly depicted, only the mountain, but a little blurry, people can not figure out.

After passing by the hundreds of meters long Guards Martial Force, Zilong could finally see the scene at the end of the main hall. There were eight large chairs placed there, and Siglel whispered in Zilong's ear: "The one sitting in the center is the patriarch, the five people on both sides are the elders, and the two empty seats are the saint and the saint king, that is, the positions of the two of us. ”

Zilong nodded wordlessly, but he suddenly had a very ignorant feeling, in front of such a civilized ancient race, he was like a naïve child, anything, for him, there was an indescribable sense of freshness, whether it was the ice and snow hall in the northern snow field, or this space city that was not in his own cognitive world, it completely subverted his understanding of the ordinary world, in the end, there are still many unknown secrets in this world, how many unknown things, and how many ancient races like the beast race are hidden in a corner, thinking about his ignorance is getting stronger and stronger, but, but this swelled up in his heart a stronger desire to learn, to figure out everything.

Soon the round stone slab under his feet came to the patriarch with Zilong and Sigrad, the patriarch and elder of the beast tribe looked to be in their sixties, but Zilong knew that the youngest of these people was also more than three hundred years old, and suddenly Zilong wanted to know if this beautiful saint would be an old woman of two or three hundred years old today.

The patriarch and the five elders didn't say anything when they saw the two of them, they just frowned and stared at Zilong, and when they saw the golden mask on their faces, their brows furrowed even tighter, and Siglel seemed to know their doubts and bowed first, and said first: "I've seen my father and a few elders, if there is anything, I will explain it to you later." ”

Zilong stood there and didn't say anything, but he was slightly surprised in his heart, he didn't think that Siglel was still the daughter of the patriarch, but when he thought that she was a saint, he was relieved, but there was nothing wrong with this patriarch, what kind of strange disease did he have.

The patriarch nodded unhappily, ignored Zilong, waved his hand, and suddenly, the patriarch and the five elders disappeared along with the eight chairs placed there, and disappeared out of thin air without warning.

Sgrad's voice came from under the silver mask with laughter: "What you see is only the illusion of the image formation, how can the patriarch be on the first layer of the space city, okay, now I'll take you to rest first, let's talk about anything when you have rested!"

Zilong nodded, it seems that the beast control clan has studied this aspect of formation, and the illusion is like a real person, but now Zilong is really a little tired, when he experienced that dragon-shaped teleportation array, the torture of the unknown essence element made him physically and mentally exhausted.

Siglel naturally took Zilong's hand, although he was not used to it, but he knew that his current identity, and Siglel was a nominal "husband and wife", how could he be a little professional, and the warm feeling from Sgrad's palm made him feel very comfortable.

The stone slab under his feet slowly moved, floating to the far left side of the main hall, there was a metal arch, the wall next to the door was inlaid with dozens of spirit stones, Si Ge Le pressed on one of the spirit stones, the metal door shook slightly, Si Ge and Zi Long walked towards the gate. To Zilong's surprise, the door did not open, and Siglel dragged him directly through the gate.

Walking down the long corridor, Sgrad smiled lightly, "Brother, maybe you can't adapt to this place for a while, but everything in front of you is real, you have a good rest today, I just came back, and there are some things waiting for me to deal with! As he spoke, he stopped, pushed open a door on the left, led Zilong into the room and left.

Zilong looked around the room, the light blue walls, the simple and simple furniture, and a unique fragrance wafted in the room. Walking to the window, pushing open the window, a fresh breath rushed to his face, and when he looked down, it was hundreds of meters high, he couldn't imagine that he had passed through the distance of hundreds of meters in just an instant, and it seemed that the wonder of the formation was unimaginable.

In the distance, there is a dense forest, and at the end of the forest, there is a mountain high into the clouds, exactly like the mural depicted on the top of the main hall just now, but here you can see the green piece of the mountain more clearly, which looks vibrant. It's just that he can't figure out why everything is so clear in the full picture of the space city he saw on the main hall just now, but this mountain is so blurry, is there any secret in it?

Thinking about it, a wave of sleepiness suddenly hit, Zilong yawned, walked to the bedroom, and lay on the soft big bed, and suddenly a wonderful feeling of comfort came, making him fall asleep unconsciously.

In a daze, Zilong seemed to have returned to that cold and familiar place, everything in front of him was so blurry, he couldn't see anything clearly, but in front of his eyes, a beautiful figure kept shaking, he wanted to catch this figure, but he pounced, that figure always kept a certain distance from him, so that he could not touch it, but let him feel the real existence.

In the haze, there seemed to be a voice coming, with a little resentment, a little reluctance, and even a faint low cry, "Remember, you must come back... Remember, be sure to come back... Remember, be sure to 。。。。。。。 This voice continued to echo in the air, constantly circling, and the sound was in the ears, so that Zilong's calm heart gradually rippled a little, inexplicably, he wanted to shout loudly, opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound, but in his heart, a firm voice gradually amplified, "I said it, I will definitely do it." ”

A burst of light appeared, and the figure gradually turned into pieces with the light and shadow, and a gust of wind blew, and one by one it was blown away like pieces of paper, like broken memories in the air, unable to be pieced together, and slowly disappeared, without any trace for him to find.

Zilong sat up from the bed suddenly, the sweat all over his body had soaked his clothes, the shadow killing technique in his body worked unconsciously, the Yuan Ling was violently slamming in his body, he felt a tightness in his chest, and a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, he sat down busily, calmed down, and stabilized the Yuan Ling in the body who was in turmoil. Gradually, the heart was ethereal, and the Yuan Spirit slowly flowed along the meridians in the body, and finally merged into the spirit core, but the unknown essence element in the meridians was transformed into the Yuan Spirit at this time, and a tearing pain came again, Zilong hurriedly sucked the Yuan Spirit into the core, stopped the operation of the Shadow Technique, and the pain disappeared in an instant.

Zilong let out a long sigh and smiled bitterly: "It seems that until we find a way, we can no longer use the Yuan Spirit." ”

A ray of light shone through the window on his face, making him feel a strange warmth.

Just as Zilong sighed, the bedroom door was opened, and Sglel walked in with a silver mask on his face. Today she was wearing a silver-white dress, with a trace of hair casually on her shoulders, Zilong couldn't see her expression, but, judging from her breath, she seemed to be very excited.