Speaking of which, with the victorious smile already on the face of the Silver Armor Captain, he seemed to have seen the three Great Luo Golden Immortals in front of him being killed.

......

It is said that the eastern wilderness is dangerous and abnormal, and the climate is also ever-changing.

Zhang Zichen felt it for the first time today, and the three of them had only been in the Eastern Wasteland for only an hour and a half before they encountered a hurricane.

The hurricane here was unusually large, and even the masters of the Great Luo Golden Immortals like Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing were blown to the ground.

In the end, the three of them had no choice but to find a small hillside to temporarily escape the gale.

Huhuhu-

In the vast and boundless scorched black space, tornadoes were formed and suddenly disappeared.

Sometimes, even some rocks will be cut into pieces by this hurricane, and you can imagine how strong the wind is.

It's no wonder that there is no grass growing in this eastern wilderness.

Although there are no surprises in this world, this situation in the Eastern Wilderness is really rare.

As far as Zhang Zichen knows, the land of Jinzhou must have a large number of gold mines and gold essences, and the land of Muzhou has a large number of oases and wood essences......

Other states such as water, fire, earth, etc., each state has its own characteristics and spirit.

So, what is there above this eastern wilderness?

Zhang Zichen can be sure that the reason why the Eastern Wilderness has become such a barren and dangerous must be because of something.

Maybe it's man-made, maybe it's a treasure, maybe it's a monster......

All in all, there are so many reasons, there is always one that can be consistent with Donghuang, but everyone has not yet found this reason.

After the three of them hid on a small hillside, Zhang Zichen arranged a simple barrier to temporarily avoid the tornado outside.

Suddenly, Lu Wenxing said, "Have you heard of the legendary story about this Eastern Wilderness?"

"What's the story?" Zhang Zichen asked.

"Actually, I'm just listening to other people. Lu Wenxing said with a smile, "It is said that in ancient times, the Eastern Wasteland was originally green with red trees and fragrant birds, and it was no different from our Heavenly Realm Kyushu Continent. But suddenly one day, the heavenly realm changed, time and space opened, and it is said that a huge black iron coffin was thrown out of one of the time and space, locked in the Eastern Wilderness, and then, the Eastern Wilderness became what it is now. ”

After listening to this story, Zhang Zichen and Mao Zhijing looked at each other.

Zhang Zichen said disdainfully: "Brother Lu, are you joking? I feel that you made up this story!"

"Zhang Zichen, don't think that you are the first day genius of the Heavenly Realm, and you despise me here, okay?" Lu Wenxing glanced at him and said, "What I said is true, it is said that from ancient times to the present, many strong people have come to this Eastern Wasteland to look for this black iron coffin, but no one has succeeded, and they have never found it!"

"What you said is true?"

"I can swear to God!"

"Well, if you're telling the truth, then nine times out of ten. Zhang Zichen nodded and said, "The rumors in the world will not be groundless, according to you, the reason why this Eastern Wilderness has become what it is now is all related to this black iron coffin." ”

"Who said it wasn't!" Lu Wenxing lowered his voice and said, "And some people say that the entrance of this time and space where we enter the realm of returning to the ruins is the entrance where other aliens throw it into the black iron coffin!"

Regarding the black iron coffin, Zhang Zichen heard about it for the first time, but it was not the first time that Zhang Zichen had heard of it in the ruin realm and aliens.

With curiosity, Zhang Zichen asked, "What does this alien look like?"

Lu Wenxing was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "I don't know, I have never come in, but I heard that the alien is dark, tall and big, and all of them are strong, and everything has to be careful when entering it." ”

"To say it is to say it in vain. Zhang Zichen snorted, and lay down directly, looking at the hurricane blowing outside, whether he couldn't stop for a while, or rest for a while, this is the best policy.

But at this time, Lu Wenxing found a brush and a piece of blank paper from the space ring, handed them to Zhang Zichen, and said with a smile: "Zhang Zichen, come on, come on, don't lie down, why are you lying down?"

As he spoke, he also put the white paper on the ground, and then stuffed the brush into Zhang Zichen's hand.

"What are you doing, what are you doing?" Zhang Zichen instinctively refused, feeling that this Lu Wenxing had some conspiracy.

"Nothing, nothing. Lu Wenxing smiled and said, "Zhang Zichen, aren't you my idol? I want to ask you to sign your name, your signature can bring great motivation!"

"You're sick, aren't you!" Zhang Zichen rolled his eyes, put the brush on the ground, and said, "If it is in the earth world, one of my signatures may still be kept together and worth some money, in this heavenly continent, who cares about your signature?"

"What, Brother Zhang, what are you talking about?" Lu Wenxing was stunned, "What do you mean by the earth world?"

"Ahh ”

In fact, Zhang Zichen's heart was very happy.

Everyone hopes that they have a few admirers, and Zhang Zichen is no exception, when he learned that Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing were his super fans, his heart was already happy.

In the earth world, Zhang Zichen didn't experience the feeling of being a celebrity, now think about it, those celebrities, with thousands of admirers, must be very proud in their hearts!

Sure enough, Zhang Zichen just put down the pen, Lu Wenxing picked it up again, he stuffed the brush into Zhang Zichen's hand again, and said with a humble face: "Brother Zhang, please, we can be regarded as acquaintances, you can sign our two brothers and leave a souvenir, okay?"

"This is really, Brother Lu, I didn't say you, you really love vanity, and it's useless to sign it. To be honest, I really don't want to sign this name, if it weren't for you forcing me, I really wouldn't do it. Zhang Zichen kept shirking and persuading in his mouth, but his hands and fists were disobedient, and he was almost about to snatch the brush in Lu Wenxing's hand.

At the end, Zhang Zichen asked, "Brother Lu, your brush is dry, there is no ink!"

"Brother Zhang, do you still need ink?" Lu Wenxing said with a smile, "Use your blood! The words mentioned with your blood have increased their value a thousand times and a hundred times, when I go out, as long as I spread out this calligraphy and painting, I will say that Zhang Zichen used his own blood to sign my name, you say, is this cow broken?"

Zhang Zichen raised his head and thought about it, and smiled: "Brother Lu, according to what you say, it's really quite bullish! Since you force me, then I'll sign a name!"