Chapter Ninety-Three: As we all know, the Emperor Tian who lives in the Douluo Continent ...... The mural is a ferocious creature
After a dome, climb the stone steps and continue deeper, and from the arched windows on both sides you can see the green space outside, which is a huge green area, undulating and elegantly arranged with various vegetation, but on the other side of the green space, there are still such stone buildings. I can't tell how big this main teaching building is, and the ring building in front of it is obviously only a part of it, I'm afraid that even if it is the former palace, it can't be compared to here.
Bypassing the two corridors, Shen Yi led them to a rotunda. The height of this hall is 20 meters, and the dome is still frescoed.
When everyone looked up, their bodies trembled unconsciously, although the mural was twenty meters away from them, but when they looked up, they still felt like Mount Tai was on the top.
There is only one creature in the mural, it is a huge black dragon, it has a pair of golden eyes, huge wings spread, and its whole body releases a dark purple halo, although it is only a painting, but the painting is extremely expressive, and the scales on its body are clearly visible. This is where the pressure comes from enormous. It's as if the whole space is going to collapse.
This is the emperor.
The crowd was struck hard, and most of them staggered.
Long Ji had mentally prepared Wang Zhan in advance, and the mental strength of the two of them was not bad, so they didn't mess badly. Tang Xuan's product is the most amazing, as if there is no reflection at all, and he stands the straightest between a group of people.
"Rub, you kid is hanging."
Tang Xuan's body flashed with a faint red light at this time, maybe this thing was protecting Tang Xuan. This kid is really lucky.
The pressure is getting bigger and bigger, and Shen Yi has long been gone, looking at this look, everyone can know that their brains are in water, and now they should be testing their ability to resist pressure.
Xie Mi could only hold hands with Tang Wulin with a few people with low resistance, and used the power of Tang Wulin's bloodline to barely resist and stand.
"Humph!" A cold snort came from Tang Wulin's nose, and a faint golden color flashed in the depths of his eyes. The power of the blood veins in his body was instantly mobilized by him.
Tang Wulin immediately felt that his right arm was quickly covered with golden scales, and compared with before, his strength had obviously increased a lot, and more importantly, this time even he could feel the exuberance of his qi and blood.
The scales spread, from the right arm to the right shoulder, and then to the collarbone, the right chest, until the entire right pectoral muscle and right back muscle are completely covered before stopping. Even on the right side of Tang Wulin's neck, there are a little more golden scales.
The powerful qi and blood fluctuations burst out with the cold snort he had just heard, turning into an invisible shield, enveloping all his companions.
Xie Mi and the others were finally in a much better state, and the other people's brows were also relaxed, and the remaining coercion was not as strong as before, and they could still bear it alone.
"Huh." A soft sound sounded. Shen Yi walked out from a stone pillar next to her, and an old man came out with her.
Shen Yi walked out from a stone pillar next to her, and an old man came out with her. The old man was wearing a dark green robe, with a look of surprise on his face, and looked at Tang Wulin with a slight bow, "Yes, there is the potential of a little monster." For the first time in so many years, I have seen that I can use my own momentum to directly resist the coercion of the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King. ”
Tang Xuan scratched his head, he almost ignored the powerful coercion of this old man, and his cheap brother's skills were at the same level as him, or stronger than him, and the group was weakened, why did he suddenly appear "huh".
Is this the power of the protagonist's aura?