Not long after, a small stream appeared in front of him, the water of which was murmuring, bright and clear. (.800Book800)

But no one dared to drink the water of this stream.

Because the stream is full of swarms of poisonous locusts and poisonous snakes, the stream is full of poisonous flowers and grasses that are colorful.

He Wuxian walked ahead, holding the blood-drinking knife, cautiously stepping into the stream and jumping to the opposite bank.

Tang Bao also stepped into the stream and wanted to jump to the opposite bank.

However, while stepping into the stream with his right foot, Tang Bao's eyes stared at the waist-deep bottom of the water, and suddenly his face was 'happy'.

"Da Shao, come and see! There is a stone slab at the bottom of the water, which seems to be a little strange. ”

While shouting, Tang Bao held the sword and stabbed it at the stone slab under the water.

He Wuxian also looked back at the bottom of the water, and when he was about to take a closer look, it was a sudden change.

I saw that the black 'colored' "stone slab" that sank to the bottom of the water shook suddenly, and instantly lifted from the bottom of the water, 'exposed' a bloody mouth, and bit towards Tang Bao.

Only then can I see clearly, where is a slate?

It's clearly a gold-eating crocodile lying in the mud and sand at the bottom of the water!

Tang Bao was suddenly startled, jumped up like a ball, and fell to the other side of the stream.

The gold-devouring crocodile's bloody mouth followed, and it was about to bite Tang Bao's ass.

At this time, He Wuxian snorted coldly and shot out angrily.

The blood-drinking knife burst out with a brilliant sword, slashing the gold-devouring crocodile's head with a single slash, splitting it in half and killing him instantly.

Tang Bao, who was in shock, stood in the grass on the opposite bank, patting his chest and panting, but he suddenly tripped and almost fell into the grass.

Finally standing firm, Tang Bao took his sword and pushed away the grass, and hurriedly beckoned to He Wuxian and shouted: "Da Shao, come and see, there is also a stone slab here!"

"The slate of the fart, maybe it's a crocodile again. He Wuxian rolled his eyes angrily.

But after all, He Wuxian still walked to Tang Bao's side, followed his gaze, and looked down into the grass.

Sure enough, in the dense grass, half of the black 'colored' stone slab was 'exposed'.

The slate was covered with moss, 'naked'|' Some of the exposed stones are also mottled gray and white, obviously eroded by countless years of wind and frost.

He Wuxian held the blood-drinking knife and cut off the grass and vines around the slate, only then did he see clearly that this was a broken slate.

The black 'colored' slabs, though broken, can still be seen, with many lines and patterns carved on them, as well as a few obscure and strange fonts.

He Wuxian studied this broken stone slab for a while, but he couldn't see what the origin was, and he couldn't understand what those strange words meant. （wwW.800book）

However, the little 'hairy' ball seemed to see something, staring at the stone slab carefully for a long time, and there was a trace of 'confused' expression in his big eyes.

"Boss, these seem to be the words of the Sea Clan, but I don't know what these words mean. ”

The little 'hairy' ball's words immediately made He Wuxian 'show' a surprised expression, and asked in disbelief: "Sea Clan? Could it be the Sea Clan recorded in the history of the Eastern Wilderness, who once dominated the East China Sea for countless thousands of years, but disappeared 10,000 years ago?"

He Wuxian has read the historical records of the Eastern Wilderness, and also learned some secrets from the map given by the nameless old man.

According to legend, 10,000 years ago, there was a powerful race living in the East China Sea, and that was the Sea Tribe.

The Sea Clan is a strange race that is half human and half demon, most of them are fish people and shark people, and a few are demons evolved from various sea beasts.

They live at the bottom of the sea, have endless treasures and resources, and have a unique physique, and they can get twice the result with half the effort when they cultivate Yuan Li, so there are many masters.

In the heyday of the Sea Clan, they controlled the entire East China Sea, building huge and gorgeous palaces and cities on the bottom of the sea, and their strength was strong enough to compete with the humans of the entire Eastern Wilderness Continent.

Although they are very similar to humans, for some reason, they have become mortal enemies of humans.

All kinds of demon beasts and sea beasts are their slaves and friends, and they are also the backbone of their fight against the human kingdom and sect.

Jiaolong is the totem beast of the Sea Clan, they raise countless powerful dragons, with the help of the power of the dragon to dominate the East China Sea and attack the human world.

In order to let the totem beast rest in peace after death, the Sea Clan built a huge dragon tomb on Nujiao Island.

Whenever a dragon dies, the Sea Clan will bury its body in the Dragon Tomb.

However, 10,000 years ago, I don't know what happened, and the Sea Clan gradually disappeared.

And the Dragon Tomb, where the corpses of countless dragons were buried, gradually collapsed and collapsed, turning into a mysterious and dangerous ruin.

Although 10,000 years have passed since these events, legends have been handed down.

According to legend, there are not only powerful dragons in the ruins of the Dragon Tomb, but also huge treasures scavenged by the sea tribe and the dragons, attracting countless explorers to come to the Nujiao Sea to find out.

It's a pity that the Nujiao Sea is dangerous and weird, and countless warriors died in the vast sea without even seeing the face of the Longling Ruins.

Now, He Wuxian accidentally found this broken stone slab.

While this didn't help him find the location of the Dragon Tomb Ruins, it at least proved that he was closer to the Dragon Tomb Ruins.

At the same time, this is enough to prove that the legendary story is very likely to be true.

So, with a great increase in confidence, He Wuxian, took Tang Bao and continued to march to the depths of Nujiao Island.

He opened the reconnaissance map, and spent a lot of Yuan Force, searching for clues as he advanced.

A quarter of an hour later, the two men had traveled six miles, and under a pile of rotting leaves and dirt, they found two more broken stone slabs.

Half an hour later, the two of them had traveled more than twenty miles, and at the foot of a mountain, they found several broken stone slabs.

These slabs are all black-coloured seabed inkstones, which are strong and strong, and can withstand tens of thousands of years without weathering.

He Wuxian pieced together the stone slabs, and gradually revealed the general outline, guessing that it was probably the floor that was laid on the ground and walls.

Of course, those 'flower' patterns and fonts still can't guess what they mean.

However, thankfully, the further you go, the more stone slabs appear, which also proves that the direction in which He Wuxian is moving forward is getting closer and closer to the ruins of Longling.

Finding the right direction, He Wuxian hurried faster.

It didn't take long for the two of them to travel eighty miles to a cliff.

It was a mountain full of black boulders, but it was cut off by the waist.

On the side of the cliff, the peak is as steep as a knife and axe, almost vertical.

He Wuxian and Tang Bao stood on the cliff, looking at the opposite side, but they couldn't see anything clearly, all of them were covered by clouds and mist.

The bottom of the cliff is also full of white 'colored' clouds, and it is impossible to see how deep it is and what is hidden below.

There is no way to get here, except to leap to the other side of the cliff.

But the whole mountain was covered with huge black 'colored' rocks, some boxy, some like columns.

There were also many black 'colored' stone slabs, several of which were joined together, collapsing in the grass and submerging under the earth.

These are enough to prove that He Wuxian and Tang Bao are already very close to the Longling Ruins.

But in front of you is an unknown cliff, where are the ruins of the Dragon Tomb?

After searching and exploring on the cliff for a long time, in desperation, He Wuxian and Tang Bao had no choice but to ride the little green dragon and fly to the other side of the cliff.

He Wuxian believed that as long as he continued to search in this direction, he would definitely be able to find the ruins of the Dragon Tomb.

However, when Xiao Qinglong took the two of them to fly in the vast clouds and mist, the two of them had just experienced the feeling of soaring clouds and fog, and Tang Bao suddenly exclaimed.

"Da Shao! Da Shao, look at it! This cliff is weird!"

He Wuxian suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction Tang Bao pointed, only to see several huge stone statues carved on the cliff behind him.

The bare cliffs are thousands of feet high, full of black 'colored' stones, flat and smooth.

It's not like heaven and earth, it's like man-made earth.

He Wuxian hurriedly drove the little green dragon to fly closer, and carefully looked through the layers of clouds and mist, only to find that on the cliff was a complete huge pattern, depicting nine dragons.

The pattern is a little mottled, and I don't know how many years of wind and frost have been etched, showing the long-term atmosphere of the vicissitudes of life.

Seeing the patterns on this cliff, why not hate the 'spirit' of the spirit, because these are obviously related to the Sea Clan and the ruins of the Dragon Tomb.

"Little Qinglong, continue to fly east, I believe we will soon be able to find the ruins of the Dragon Tomb. ”

The little green dragon received the order, immediately flew over the clouds and mist, and continued to fly eastward.

After flying for about ten miles, He Wuxian's eyes looked through the clouds and mist, and he saw again that a cliff appeared a hundred feet away in front of him.

The height and steepness of the cliff in front of you are exactly the same as the cliff behind you.

He Wuxian hurriedly let the little green dragon fly closer, and after a closer look, there was a huge pattern carved on this cliff, which was still nine dragons.

Such a majestic and spectacular scene suddenly made He Wuxian and Tang Bao excited.

Two cliffs, one in the east and one in the west, separated by ten miles, are as steep as walls, depicting the pattern of nine dragons.

In his mind, He Wuxian associated two cliffs like walls together, and immediately imagined a picture.

These two cliffs are like a big 'gate'!

A huge gate, a hundred times wider than an ordinary city gate, towered between heaven and earth, shrouded in clouds and mist.

If these two cliffs are really a big 'gate', then the scale of the Longling ruins can be imagined how huge, it is simply majestic to the limit.

Once this idea appeared, it immediately made He Wuxian feel that it was eight points credible.

Ten thousand years ago, the power of the Sea Clan was extremely powerful, and it was reasonable to build such a huge dragon tomb ruins in order to worship and worship totem beasts.

In order to confirm the conjecture in his heart, He Wuxian hurriedly harnessed the little green dragon and flew towards the clouds and mist below the cliff.

He believed that the ruins of the Dragon Tomb were likely nearby.

The little green dragon soon shuttled through the clouds and mist, flew to the bottom of the cliff, and landed on a desolate ruin.

This is the very bottom of the cliff, 3,000 feet from the top of the mountain.

There are no clouds on the ruins, and although the vision is dim, it can be seen clearly.

When He Wuxian and Tang Bao saw the scene of this ruin clearly, they suddenly 'revealed' their expressions of surprise.

I saw that the land within a radius of ten miles was extremely desolate and there was no grass.

The huge black 'colored' walls of rock broke into countless pieces and collapsed to the ground in all directions, many of which were hidden by the earth.

Ten zhang thick black 'colored' pillars fell to the ground, and countless bricks and stones, stone slabs, and various patterned statues were scattered everywhere.