Drawings in the Chapter 82 box

"It's not broken!" Liang Xi gritted his teeth and looked down to find that his tiger's mouth had oozed a faint bloodshot.

Today, he broke through a new limit and obtained a large number of dragon inheritance memories, and the dragon clan's true power was also perfectly integrated with his original true power, and he originally thought that his strength would be significantly improved, but at this moment, he couldn't even deal with a coffin, and Liang Xi's stubborn temper suddenly came up again.

Without waiting for the coffin to resurface, Liang Xi cut his middle finger with the Kanshui blade and dripped his own blood into the pool of water, while silently reciting the mantra in his mouth.

In a matter of moments, the water turned crimson and churned like magma.

"Open!" Liang Xi finished reading the mantra, his eyes flashed, and he waved his arm to sprinkle the last drop of blood into the pool.

The water in the pool was violently stirred, and there was no wind and waves, and the momentum was not much compared to the storm on the sea, and the waves were one after another, and the momentum was terrifying.

"Whew!" With a roar, a huge red dragon head stretched out from the red pool, and the bright red pool water dripped down its fangs like sticky blood.

This is the Blood-Transforming Dragon Technique in the Dragon Clan's spells.

Ordinary spells rely on true power to urge, and if the essence blood is used as the medium to cast, then the power of this spell is absolutely powerful.

As soon as a corner of the coffin emerged from the waterhole, the huge dragon head opened its mouth wide and pressed down.

The dragon's head was seven or eight times larger than the coffin, and there was a muffled bang, and the water splashed, and the coffin was smashed like a small boat in a storm, and it crashed on the cliff wall.

Seeing that the blood transformation technique failed to break the coffin, thin beads of sweat appeared on Liang Xi's forehead, and he picked up the little fox and jumped back a few feet, staring closely at the pool that was gradually calming down.

Although the Blood Transformation Technique did not bring substantial damage to the coffin, it also seemed to be quite jealous of Liang Xishi's strength, and slowly moved to the bluestone slab, facing Liang Xi and they did not move.

"It's so hard, what kind of material is it made of!" Liang Xi's body was a little tired just after performing the Blood Transformation Technique.

However, true power was constantly pouring out of the dantian, moistening his meridians like a clear stream.

"Bang Bang"

"Bang Bang"

The coffin did not take the initiative to attack this time, but cocked one end and knocked on the bluestone slab, as if knocking on the hearts of Liang Xi and the little fox.

"What does it want to do?" Liang Xi and the little fox looked at each other suspiciously.

"Squeak-"

The coffin board suddenly warped, and before Liang Xi could react, it had already rushed in front of him like lightning, more than twice as fast as before.

Liang Xi was caught off guard, and in order not to hurt the little fox in his arms, he could only stretch out an arm and shoot it towards the coffin.

"Hmm!" The sharp pain from the arm bones rushed straight to the lower cortex of the brain, Liang Xi twitched the corners of his eyebrows in pain, let out a moan in his throat, and his body involuntarily fell backwards.

After his feet landed, Liang Xi stepped back a few steps before stabilizing his body, his face was red and white, his chest was full of blood and blood, his throat was sweet, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Hazy seeing that the coffin was in front of him again, Liang Xi's heart was cold, and he was ready to take the blow with his chest.

The coffin flew two feet in front of Liang Xi, and was doused by the blood that Liang Xi had just spurted, and suddenly it seemed to be touched by electricity, trembled a few times, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Huh?" Liang Xi was about to usher in the pain in his chest, and when he found the change in front of him, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Liang Xi didn't think about what was going on under the brain teaser, "Take advantage of your illness to kill you", Liang Daguan pulled out the water blade and slashed down at the coffin again without hesitation.

The effect of this cut was particularly amazing, the coffin flew into the air like it was made of wood, and then exploded with a thud, and the broken metal fell everywhere, and a wooden box fell out of the coffin and fell to the ground.

"What's going on?" Liang Xi looked at the coffin pieces scattered all over the ground and blinked, "I was cut by a knife for a long time, burned by the fire for a long time unscathed, and I was sprayed to death by a mouthful of blood? ”

Liang Xi sighed a few times at the little fox, making sure that he was indeed breathing.

I couldn't figure out what was going on for a while, so Liang Xi simply didn't think about it, and sat cross-legged on the ground to breathe for an hour before opening his eyes again.

The little fox had already placed the box that fell out of the coffin in front of Liang Xi.

Liang Xi curiously grabbed the wooden box the size of two palms and looked at it.

I don't know what material is painted on the box, the color is dull, and it feels like the light around it has been absorbed by it.

It was not very heavy in his hand, and it was tightly tightened all around, Liang Xi put it in his ear and shook it, and there was a gentle swishing sound inside.

The palm of the hand was strong, but after several attempts it failed to break the box.

Liang Xi sat on the ground holding the box and looked at the little fox, thinking about how to open the box.

Out of the corner of his eye, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the coffin on the ground, and his heart moved, and he stretched out his finger and dipped a little blood on the gap in the box.

Liang Xi could clearly feel that the wooden box trembled, and there was a soft snapping sound.

Sure enough, it opened. Liang Xi said as he opened the wooden box.

There were only two thin sheets of square silk inside.

Liang Xi took out the silk silk suspiciously, and looked at it carefully with the little fox.

The first one had some strange symbols drawn on it, and Liang Xi spread it out and looked at it for a while, but couldn't figure out the meaning, so he turned his head to look at the second one.

As soon as he saw the picture on the second picture, Liang Xi was overjoyed, hurriedly held the silk silk and compared it with the relief on the wall, turned his head to the little fox and said, "This silk is really what happened to this relief." ”

There are a total of three paintings on the silk, and Liang Xi knows where the first one happened at a glance.

Surrounded by carved railings, a huge dragon head stands in the middle of the huge square, and the place where the incident took place in this picture is the dragon city in the East China Sea.

It seemed that a ritual was being held in the Dragon City, but the man with horns on his head suddenly appeared, and then the dragons all fell to the ground in pain.

"There should be some history in this, and I'm going to ask the queen mother next time. Liang Xi touched his chin and hugged the little fox into his arms, and continued to look at the second picture.

The second picture depicts a big battle, the two sides of the fight are Ziwei the Great and the man with horns on his head, the two are in mid-air, the surrounding mountains and cliffs collapse and disintegrate under the shock of their real power collision, even if it is only seen from the silk, but Liang Xi can still feel how thrilling this battle is.

In the last picture, there are only a few brushstrokes, and the Emperor Ziwei sank something into a deep pool with his back to Liang Xi, and a waterfall rushed next to the deep pool.

"It turns out that there is such a history with that Ziwei Emperor here, but what did he sink into this deep pool, the three paintings on the silk are not much related to the reliefs on the wall, why are these three paintings deliberately kept in the coffin, why are the coffins broken when my blood touches them?" Liang Xi had many questions in his mind one after another.

Liang Xi leaned on the stone platform and stroked his forehead to think, and from time to time raised the two silk handkerchiefs in his hands to observe carefully.

The silk is translucent, and the relief on the wall can be faintly seen from the silk when facing the wall.

Liang Xi didn't pay attention to it at first, but suddenly he saw that the first silk silk overlapped with a relief on the wall, and the two drawings were instantly stitched together into a complete picture in his mind.

"I remember where I've seen it!" Liang Xi stood up excitedly, his eyes shining.

ps:I discussed it with the editor today.,Because of the problem of this week's and next week's recommended position.,These two weeks of updates have been replaced by one, three, five, two, four, six doubles.,Sunday is undecided.,The saved manuscript will explode again when it's recommended.,Thank you for your support.。