Following He Jin through the winding alleys, Lin Zihan looked at the ruins around him, and he had never been to the old town here.

Looking at those almost crumbling walls, Lin Zihan had never seen such a deserted place in Nandu.

No one spoke along the way, and Lin Zihan just followed He Jin, walking through the uninhabited old town.

There are more and more weeds, and you can even see towering ancient trees, if it weren't for the cold steel defense line, Lin Zihan might have thought that the group had left the southern capital.

Lin Zihan watched the people wearing exoskeleton armor next to him walk by, and his speed was a little unable to keep up with them.

He Jin, who was at the forefront, seemed to notice that Lin Zihan's speed had slowed down a lot, and the strength that had just exploded strongly had become unable to keep up with him in terms of beard speed.

He Jin was a little puzzled, the explosiveness of Lin Zihan's move just now was strong, and he had obviously made a qualitative leap in strength, but he couldn't keep up with his speed.

With the movement speed of the exoskeleton armor, He Jin's movement speed will be greatly increased, but it is not too perverted after all, but Lin Zihan will become unable to keep up with his speed.

On the one hand, he lowered his speed, He Jin's pace couldn't help but decrease a lot, and on the other hand, He Jin's gaze always wandered on Lin Zihan's body.

Observing Lin Zihan's breathing, although he was deliberately adjusting his breathing, the rhythm of his breathing was still a little disordered, and He Jin could easily detect such a disordered airflow.

This is not like the stamina that someone who can burst out with the move just now.

The afterglow fell on Lin Zihan's toes, and He Jin could see that Lin Zihan's footsteps were a little messy at this time, which was a manifestation of a sharp decline in the body's endurance.

The speed slowed down, and He Jin stopped in front of a high iron blue wall.

"Have you arrived?" Lin Zihan didn't speak, just stopped like a few people and looked at the tall city wall.

On the high iron blue wall, there was a heavy smell of metal, and looking at it from a distance, Lin Zihan could see that there were some strange patterns on it, like the lines made of some kind of bronze utensils.

From both sides, there is only this tall wall, and the rest of the surrounding buildings are completely visible.

The way was completely blocked, or rather, it was now at He Jin's destination, but Lin Zihan didn't know why there was such a wall in the southern capital.

This looks like a somewhat age-like wall, Lin Zihan wanted to take a step forward and try to touch the metallic wall, but before he could walk in, Lin Zihan felt a powerful breath, which slowly spread out from those lines.

The raised hand froze in place, Lin Zihan's body was like a sculpture, completely frozen in place, and the hand that was hanging in mid-air was tirelessly raised in mid-air.

"Captain, what are you waiting for?" Time passed minute by minute, and an exoskeleton warrior who followed behind He Jin slowly spoke, leaned into He Jin's ear and whispered.

“……”

Lin Zihan couldn't hear it clearly, and the sound like the sound of mosquitoes was obviously deliberately avoiding Lin Zihan.

This made Lin Zihan very puzzled, and tried his best to rescue himself, but they had already come here together, but it was as if he was hiding something from him and couldn't let himself know.

Looking around, Lin Zihan followed the lines on the bronze wall, followed those rugged textures, and looked at the scale armor at the top.

"Dragon scales?" Lin Zihan's gaze suddenly shrank, and he looked at the entire wall in his eyes, and Lin Zihan realized that a huge dragon seemed to be carved on this wall.

It's just that you can't see the head and tail, only the scale armor of the dragon's body.

Lin Zihan understood why there was a powerful aura coming to his nose at the moment behind him.

It was the breath of the ancient dragon, the oldest existence of the dragon clan, even if the Dragon Emperor Golden Dragon appeared here, he might have to surrender to the dragon scales on this wall.

Slowly leaning forward, Lin Zihan suddenly knelt down on one knee, bowed slowly to the bronze wall, and bowed his head.

It was a ritual that belonged only to the dragons, kneeling on one knee, hands staggered out, body bent ninety degrees, hands at shoulder level.

Lin Zihan didn't know why He Jin would bring himself to such a place, could it be that He Jin disappeared in the southern capital at this time, and he also had some kind of connection with the dragon clan.

The ancient dragon clan, the tribe inherited, only the subspecies who believe in the existence of dragons, they are familiar with dragon patterns, and even know some advanced dragon patterns, and can master the power of dragon patterns, and can also awaken the power of dragons in the bloodline.

The other part is the shadow led by Hyun Woo, who, as the one who once received the remnants of the dragon in the shadow of the divine consciousness in this world, pursued the once powerful dragon.

They want to resurrect the dragon, they want to resurrect the great war, they want to be led by the dragon, watch the wall star go to the universe, and completely break through the shackles set by the star servant.

The bronze wall actually slowly opened a door, if it weren't for the "squeak~" sound from that door, Lin Zihan wouldn't even see that there was still a door there.

He Jin's face suddenly flashed with shock and doubt, how could this door open by itself?

The afterglow fell on Lin Zihan, who had just stood up, and He Jin's eyes exuded a scrutinizing gaze, could it be that this person is really a dragon, a real dragon?

"'Let's avoid it first~" He Jin said, stepping into the bronze door first, and disappeared the moment He Jin stepped into the door.

Looking at the empty bronze door, Lin Zihan suddenly felt a familiar feeling in his heart.

"Dragons?" Lin Zihan didn't know why there was such a huge dragon clan ruin in the southern capital city, and no one had ever discovered it.

Turning to look behind him, Lin Zihan realized that the old city had long since disappeared, leaving only a bronze high wall and a white sky with no edge in sight.

Standing up straight, Lin Zihan respectfully walked towards the bronze gate, he already had the answer in his heart.

At a certain moment when they stepped into the old city, at a certain moment when several people were running wildly, they had already passed through some kind of spatial rift and came to this dragon ruins.

Thinking of this, Lin Zihan's steps became much firmer, his eyes became more aggressive, the white mist around him dissipated, and he saw the huge dragon on the wall clearly.

After passing through the bronze gate, Lin Zihan saw a huge palace, and He Jin and the others were already sitting on the seats, sitting or lying, and they also began to gasp for breath, to rejoice that they had escaped death.

The people who once followed He Jin out of the Southern Capital had a team of more than 50 people, and now, including He Jin, only these seventeen people remain.

Lin Zihan stood there, looking at the layout around him, the bronze seats, the bronze columns, everything as far as his eyes could see was made of bronze, even the floor under his feet, the ceiling, and the chandelier were bronze.

It's just that the layout of this palace reminded Lin Zihan of the time in the wilderness area, when he strayed into the land of death, and there was also such a layout.

It's all bronze, is there any meaning?

Lin Zihan did not sit down, but walked to a wall, rubbing his hand gently, and walking towards the depths of the palace little by little as his body moved.

At the corner of the second floor, Lin Zihan looked more familiar, he walked up to the second floor from such a corner that night, and he also saw the dragon crystal and the huge star abacus roulette on the second floor.

Looking at Lin Zihan, who was somewhat the same, He Jin's eyes and mood all fell on Lin Zihan's body.

The entrance to this palace, they didn't know how to enter, but they knew that they were running wildly, thinking about the appearance of this palace, and a bronze wall would appear in front of them blocking all paths.

And what puzzled He Jin the most today was that the bronze wall had not yet lit up, but the door had already opened.

……

After thinking about it for a long time, Lin Zihan knew that with his current perception of the dragon, he still couldn't know the meaning of the existence of this Dragon King Palace.

Although he has the memories of the Blood Dragon King and the memories of many dragons, those are all things that have come to the era of cosmic civilization when the dragon clan has come.

The dragons there flew away, relying not only on their powerful wings, but also on the power of science and technology, which allowed them to travel through the vast universe.

"Long Jing, scan this palace." Lin Zihan thought, maybe Long Jing would give him an answer, after all, he hadn't interacted with Long Jing for a long time, and since the Blood Dragon King left, he had gradually forgotten that there was still a dragon clan intelligence like Long Jing in his brain.

"Yes~!" As soon as Lin Zihan's words fell, a red agate-like bracelet appeared on his wrist, and the red light fell on the bronze wall, spreading out in all directions, and enveloping the entire palace in an instant.

"This is not a palace, but a dragon mound, the tomb of the oldest ancient dragon." Long Jing's voice sounded in Lin Zihan's mind.

"Gu Long's spiritual power is strong, even if it is dead for 10,000 years, the spiritual power will still not dissipate, so many dragon emperors of the dragon clan will go to find the spiritual inheritance of Gu Long, and want to find a secret way to break through the dragon clan from Gu Long.

It's a pity that even the most powerful generation of dragon emperors of the dragon clan didn't find an ancient dragon dragon mound, those ancient dragons that were once buried in the ancient dragon hall, the dragon mound seemed to disappear out of thin air.

Later, in order to find Ryuzuka, the dragons began to explore the universe, as they found that Ryutsuka seemed to be erratic, like some kind of fragmented space fragments. ”

Long Jing looked at this bronze dragon mound, the dragon mound that the dragon clan could not find was actually in front of Lin Zihan like this, maybe he was really the dragon son of the dragon clan, and he was the hope of the dragon clan.

"Tatsuzuka?" Lin Zihan felt a chill behind him, it turned out that this was not a palace, but a tomb.

"The way from here to the second floor is only accessible to dragons, so if you want an answer, you can go up the stairs." Long Jing looked at the dilapidated staircase, this dragon mound has passed hundreds of millions of years, and the original order is still there.