Pushing open the heavy iron door, the moment Lin Zihan's hand touched the door, a powerful momentum followed Lin Zihan's hand and passed through his arm, directly like a sharp sword, inserted into Lin Zihan's mind.

The impact made Lin Zihan stunned for a second, as if he had emptied himself, only to feel that the exhaustion of his body had dissipated, and even his mental state had returned to the best state.

The moment the door was opened, a dragon's roar came from the entire palace, although no one had heard the real dragon's cry, but the moment the sound passed, everyone clearly felt that it was the dragon's roar.

In that dragon roar, there is the long history of eternity, the surging momentum, the arrogance of the world, the power of destroying the world, the murderous aura of breaking through the bamboo, and the sadness of grief, the unwillingness to fall here......

The roar of the dragon made everyone instantly energetic, but they lost the courage to fight with it. The dragon's roar echoed in the night for a long time before slowly dissipating.

Lin Zihan's hand was on the door, the dark gate looked smooth, when he touched it, he felt the endless texture, like towering mountains, endless rivers, like a strong wind that swept the heavens and the earth, and poured down torrential rain......

Under mixed feelings, Lin Zihan felt a sense of loneliness after emptying, a spontaneous loneliness. "Is this the loneliness of the proud dragons?" Lin Zihan looked at the hall, as if it was day, and the torches on the wall were still burning.

"Is this fire unquenchable for a thousand years? I don't think anyone has set foot here since the first cataclysm. The second captain looked at the torch, and the flame was burning brightly, illuminating the entire hall.

The main hall gives people a solemn feeling, and the black and cyan metal, carved with strange lines, like the wires of dense chips, wrap the whole hall in it.

The surrounding murals are all depicting towering ancient trees, volcanoes, storms, ice and snow...... These natural landscapes, looking at those murals, the vastness of the world seems to be only between square inches.

"Let's rest here tonight." He Yunhua looked around, the stairs were pitch black, and he couldn't see anything clearly. In addition to exuding a solemnity and solemnity, this palace also brought He Yunhua a sense of crisis and a kind of jealousy born from his heart.

He did not dare to step on the stairs of the second floor easily, and no one here dared to approach, not even the lines carved in the walls, and he did not dare to approach the throne in the center of the main hall.

Everyone had an incomparable tacit understanding, and no one touched everything around them, even the chandelier that fell to the ground, all of them went around, as if someone had told them about the rules here, and they were not allowed to touch it.

Several people sat leaning together, back to back, face out, hands crossed in front of their chests. In this unknown palace, it is safer to leave your back to your companions.

Soon, a faint snoring sounded in the hall, and everyone gradually fell asleep, except for one person, who tossed and turned, unable to sleep anyway.

In the bottom of his heart, there was always a voice calling him, as if it was a call from history.

Lin Zihan opened his eyes, simply stood up directly, and carefully walked around the palace, looking at the exaggerated murals on the walls, and some magical words.

"These words seem to be recording something." Lin Zihan put his fingers on his temples, wanting to activate the teleencephalon scanning system to see if these words could parse anything. But I found that the interaction between myself and the telencephalon seemed to be isolated by something.

"Strange?" With some doubts in his heart, Lin Zihan tried to summon the exoskeleton, but found that the gray-blue battle armor was only a flash in the pan on his arm, and it disappeared in an instant.

The cuirass on his body was only looming, and he was surprised that he suddenly lost the control of the exoskeleton, and Lin Zihan stood in place melancholy, was the end brain seriously damaged in that battle and entered self-protection as before, or was there something here that could affect the end brain.

Looking around the entire hall, Lin Zihan walked to the throne in the center of the hall, and it wasn't until he got close to the throne that Lin Zihan found that the throne was also carved with strange symbols. Lin Zihan firmly believes that this is a certain language, but it does not belong to this era.

Seeing that the throne was spotless, Lin Zihan directly turned around and sat up, and the moment his body touched the throne, a vast ocean appeared in Lin Zihan's mind.

The sea is calm and calm, like crystal, reflecting the white clouds in the sky, and you can't see the edge when you look at it.

In the eyes, the black pupils slowly turned blue, a deep blue like sea water, and the deep gaze was like an endless deep sea, with no end in sight, full of unknowns.

The back leaned on the throne, the metal throne was warmer than the iron door, so that Lin Zihan leaned lazily on the seat, as if lying in a soft bed, warm and sweet.

Above the surface of the sea, a huge dragon appeared, its wings spread, directly making the sea blatantly eclipsed, the dragon's claws were even comparable to an adult giant power demon ape, the dragon head slowly turned around, looking at Lin Zihan.

Looking at each other, Lin Zihan's heart only has endless inferiority, compared to the dragon in front of him, he is like an ant, small and fragile.

"Is this the ancient dragons?" Lin Zihan looked at himself in the vertical pupils and muttered.

In those inky pupils, like a mirror, Lin Zihan's appearance was reflected, even if he was sitting on this throne, he was so small and fragile.

"The dragon clan is so huge, who is this seat for?" Lin Zihan's hand rubbed on the throne, feeling the imprint left by the years on it, and feeling the will left by the ancient dragon clan.

"Cataclysm, war, prohibition, gods?" Lin Zihan didn't know why, he said this, as if the throne was speaking, and he was just repeating its words, like a soul resonance.

There is something that can make such a powerful dragon fall, and maybe only a god can do it.

The dragon race has always lived in history, even in ancient doctrines, it was an ancient race of Yuanxing, there may not have been humans at that time, probably hundreds of millions of years ago, scientists said so.

It's just that the palace of 100 million years ago, why has it been handed down, and it is still so majestic, like a palace that has just declined.

Moreover, scientists have not confirmed that the dragon clan has developed an era of technological culture, but only proves that there is an ancient race in this world, they are tall, like beasts, with fangs and claws, or wings......

That's what is written in the novel, and the scientists didn't refute it, after all, no one had ever seen it.

"Could it be that this palace has really existed for hundreds of millions of years." Lin Zihan looked at the phantom figure in front of him, a giant dragon flying between heaven and earth, in the forest, in the desert, and in the ocean......

A black light, or a colorful black light, at least Lin Zihan felt it in his heart, slowly rose from the throne, suddenly flew to the staircase, stopped, like a burning flame, on the black flame, there was a brilliant fire.

Looking at that black light, in the depths of Lin Zihan's soul, it seemed that something was quietly waking up, like a soul that had been sleeping for a long time......

For a long time, Lin Zihan would think that the voice was his own schizophrenia, and the nightmare all day long was because of his nervous breakdown, until today, Lin Zihan understood that the spirit was strong to a certain extent, far more terrible than the body.

"Is that light just waiting for me?" Lin Zihan looked at the light like a child full of expectations......

Lin Zihan even felt it, that light was joyful, he actually felt the emotion of a light, if he was still a killer in Longcheng, Lin Zihan would definitely think that he was nervous, causing him to have a nervous breakdown.

But with the spiritual condensation of the Blood Wolf King, Lin Zihan's spiritual realm has reached a higher level, which means that Lin Zihan has already made significant changes in his subconscious of many things.

Leaving the throne, Lin Zihan followed the light and came to the staircase, the moment he stepped on the stairs with his left foot. It felt like a pebble falling into a calm lake, causing a ripple.

I only felt lighter, my perception of my surroundings became clearer, and I seemed to see more clearly.

Every time he took a step forward, the scene in front of him became clearer, and it wasn't until he came to the second floor that Lin Zihan saw clearly that under the pitch black, a huge core made of metal seemed to be an enlarged version of the telecephalic core.

Under the guarantee of the same function, it will pursue small size and lightness, but the huge core in front of him does not care, but it is very huge, so large that it is higher than Lin Zihan, and it is a ball roulette with a diameter of nearly three meters.

It looked like countless rings, intersecting together, only at the core, a blood-red agate.

Maybe it's agate, or maybe it's an ordinary crystal, Lin Zihan thought to himself, the agate, which was bigger than his fist, was natural, and there was no flaw to see, and there was a faint light on it, like the refraction of that light.

And suddenly the black light flashed and flew into the agate, the black light flashed on the red agate, and the huge ring, starting from the center one, turned at once, accompanied by the roar of the dragon.

Until the outermost ring also turned.

On the ring, there were lights one after another, and the entire roulette wheel was like a huge lamp, emitting dazzling light that shone on Lin Zihan's body.

A light passed through the ring and shone into Lin Zihan's eyes, if it weren't for the weakening of the light by holographic glasses, that dazzling light would probably directly blind Lin Zihan's eyes.

The huge roulette wheel seems to have turned into film, and a picture appears on it, as if a giant dragon is fighting, and the one who fights with the dragon is only a ...... that is only two meters tall Mankind. If that's still human......

And the reason why Lin Zihan said this is because, in the picture, the person just waved his wrist slightly, and the body of the giant dragon, like a collapsed building, collapsed in an instant, and the mountain-like body collapsed in an instant, leaving only a dragon's roar......