The dragon on the mural is engraved on a pillar not far away.

Thousands of years have passed, and it is still vivid. Is this an engraving, or is it a real dragon? Is this alive, or is it just engraved? Is it just my own hallucination? Why do I see that its eyes are moving?

Wu Ming walked quickly away from the pillar and walked forward again.

This section of the mural ends here. But further inside, another mural appeared.

When Wu Ming saw this paragraph, he was even more shocked.

The first picture is a disaster. The river came from heaven, and in the sky there was fire, hurricanes, and thunder and lightning. The people below were crying and praying.

This picture, just by looking at the first glance, Wu Ming can guess the meaning expressed above. Because after he received the witch trace order, he had also dreamed of such a scene.

Above the nine heavens, the gods and Buddhas are fighting, fighting with heaven and earth, unable to see the opponent, and not knowing who the enemy is. Some even fled in a panic, as if to escape from this terrible disaster.

The gods and Buddhas fell, the divine beasts were killed, a flood submerged the entire world below the world, and there were countless heavenly fires, which seemed to want to burn the entire world world, and the raging fire continued to spread.

The person in the mural in front also resisted, and the dragon descending magic move continued to be used, and one by one the dragon-shaped true elements broke through the air, but after all, they couldn't defeat the mighty sky, and they also died.

The mural went all the way, and when I saw the eighteenth mural, the disaster finally stopped.

A man, an old man, appears on the painting. The beard was drawn very vividly, and when it reached his chest, I saw that his hands were like knives and slashed the ground, and the ground shattered into countless pieces.

And at this point, the picture is gone.

There are also notches on the back, but it seems that I don't know what Lu Dao is drawing. It seems that I want to draw something, but I can't seem to draw anything, or I don't have the strength to do it, so it stops abruptly.

There was a faint smell lingering in Wu Ming's heart, and he didn't know if he was panicked and frightened. It's still a fluke to get excited. Or maybe it's the tangle of the unknown. He looked at the murals and his mind was full of complexities.

Why did my dream appear on this mural?

That dream was so real. So much so that Wu Ming often thinks about it. I thought I was just thinking too much. But today, he saw a scene similar to that in his dream in this Hidden Dragon Pavilion. This. Is it true or false? Is it too mysterious, or is it too realistic?

Walking further inside, a purple-gold divine dragon was lying on the wall behind the most luke. The sturdy claws of the limbs actually stood out. And the dragon's head, which was the size of a warship, was also exposed, showing purple gold, and the dragon's horns were lifelike, as if they were made of nature.

After this, there are still some murals over there, and maybe you can find some clues about this abyss, and maybe you can also find some clues about the things you are thinking.

"Boy, you're finally here!"

In the main hall, a weak but extremely solemn voice suddenly remembered.

Wu Ming's muscles tensed without warning, and he asked, "Who is talking?"

This voice seemed to come from the mouth of this purple gold divine dragon. Wu Ming stared at the huge dragon head.

"It's me!" the Purple Gold Divine Dragon's mouth didn't move, but it could make a sound.

Thinking of what the Purple Gold Divine Dragon said, Wu Ming asked, "Do you know that I'm coming?"

Zijin Shenlong said: "Zhilu Dao, one day, you will come back." It's not just you, it's someone else, am I right?"

Wu Ming asked, "Why are you so sure? What if no one comes? Besides, this vast abyss has disappeared for hundreds of thousands of years, or even longer, and even the existing classics have never recorded it, how do you know that someone from the Dao will come here?"

The Purple Gold Divine Dragon laughed a little melancholy: "Originally, is this place called the Abyss of the Void?" I didn't expect that one day in the cave has been in the world! Boy, tell me, whose world is it now? How many ancestors are still living in this world?"

"Ancestor, what Ancestor?" Wu Ming really didn't understand what this meant, but he hadn't seen this purple gold divine dragon do anything, and he also recovered a little at this time, no longer tense his body, and slowly eased up.

Zijin Shenlong was puzzled by this question, and asked rhetorically: "Even the ancestors don't know the Dao?" Hongjun Dao Ancestor, Sanqing Ancestor, Rulai Buddha, Dragon Descending Ancestor, Qiankun Ancestor, etc., you don't know the Dao?"

Wu Ming shook his head and said, "This is a character only in the fairy world, how can I know?

He was shocked and couldn't say again, what kind of characters are these? They are all characters that exist in mythology, do they really exist in the world? But they are just fiction novels, how can they be?

Who can say for sure?

"Immortal Realm, what is that place?" asked the Purple Gold Divine Dragon suspiciously, his voice seemed to be a little weak.

Wu Ming was stunned, what era did this divine dragon come from? It's too 'hillbilly', right? Go out and ask, from the top martial artists to the common people, who doesn't know the Dao of the Immortal World? There may not be many people who know the Dao, but more or less they still know the term Dao.

Wu Ming explained: "Well, the immortal realm is where the immortals stay, we belong to the mortal world here, and when the strength rises to a certain level, it will attract the heavenly tribulation, and then you can fly to the immortal realm." It is said that immortals are immortal and eternal. In fact, no one can say what the fairy world looks like, some people have flown up, but no one has ever returned. ”

"Oh, this world is still so divided, it's interesting, I don't know whose hand it is!" Zijin Shenlong seemed to find it funny, and Da Lu laughed, but his voice was much lower.

After the Purple Gold Divine Dragon laughed, he suddenly sighed with some sadness: "Alas, it has been sealed for an unknown number of thousands of years, and there has been such a huge change outside. I don't know how many more years I'll live, boy, thank you for being with me for so long. In this way, I don't have anything to give you, I'll give you the pair of dragon horns on my head, and I won't be able to go out of it anyway. ”

Dragon's Horn?

Wu Ming's eyes lit up, don't look at this purple gold divine dragon It looks like it is only a thousand zhang, but in fact it is definitely much stronger than the four divine dragons on the pillar. Otherwise, it would not have been sealed in this place, instead of being directly cramped and skinned or sealed to the pillar. Moreover, if these divine dragons are sealed, then it can still speak, which already proves that it is powerful!

But having said that, Wu Ming also faintly felt a little bad. It's not that I'm embarrassed, but I feel that this purple gold divine dragon seems to have some conspiracy. The seal has been sealed for thousands of years, who doesn't want to go out? This dragon horn is not the hub of some kind of seal to be opened? )