At the end of day, stars set over the Black Mountains.

The paper umbrella is stretched out and suspended and rotates quietly, caring for the small figure sleeping on the ground, the temperature drops, the wind blows the hair lightly but never wakes up, the doppelganger does not dare to move quietly and waits, the dragon lance is speechless......

The stars turn from side to side on cold nights, and occasional meteorites fall to the ground.

When the stellar light once again illuminated the gray dead planet, the tip of the tail moved.

Slowly raise your head and wake up.

The air is thin, cold and dry, and sweat has long since dried.

Sitting up with both hands on the ground and recalling the retrospective mirror image I saw before I fainted, I always felt unreal, as if I had a ridiculous dream, wandering in the starry sky for a few years and running around to this place, crossing time and space to witness the ancient war against the dragons, is it fate or coincidence?

The ruins were desolate and quiet, and no sound could be heard.

Retract the doppelganger, stand up and look left and right, except for the rocks and yellow sand is a huge square ding, there is only yourself in the world, lonely, and the bottom of your heart tastes sour.

Put on the hood and lift the dragon lance without saying a word, and fly to the ruins of the Dragon Palace with his feet off the ground.

Flying over the ruins with a confused face, passing between the four claws of the dragon statue, I saw that the ruins were scattered with some kind of demon beasts mourning white bones, severely weathered, and there was still a little divinity left in the past countless years to maintain immortality, and the tall boulders carved war scratches, and the figures of the fallen demon beasts kept flashing in my mind......

Flying to the mountains, the magnificent palace complex is built in a stepped shape from the bottom of the mountain to the highest peak of the mountain, which is tall and truly miraculous.

Even if countless years have passed, it is still majestic, although it is not suspended in the fairy mountain floating island, but the mountain range is majestic like a giant dragon, which has a vast momentum, and is connected with the thick earth of the earth.

The ruins are still stubbornly standing after thousands of years of vicissitudes.

Cloth boots stand on their toes gently on their toes.

Holding the dragon spear behind his back, he raised his feet and climbed the ancient stone steps step by step, but he did not fly, the dragon's head was messed up and confused, his thinking was confused, and his eyes were even unfocused.

The gray sandstone steps are covered with mysterious and majestic statues on both sides, and there are traces of war everywhere.

The shoe kicked a rotten helmet.

When the long ......

The helmet bounced and tumbled down the stone steps, bringing sound to the quiet and dead ruins.

The steps leading to the Dragon Palace on the top of the mountain are full of Jin Ge's rotten bones, at least all of them are left by the powerhouses of the realm above the immortal god, otherwise the bones of ordinary demons and immortals cannot be kept for a long time, unexpectedly, Bai Yujun has not found any dragon bones so far, not even a piece of dragon scales.

There are only two possibilities.

The first may have been taken away by the captives and taken elsewhere and became prisoners.

The second type, the flesh and blood scale armor of the dragon bones can be refined into weapons or elixir nourishment, and after being killed on the spot, they were tragically skinned, fleshed, cramped, and bloody......

His footsteps stopped, and his fingers trembled uncontrollably.

Tilt your head and close your eyes and take a deep breath.

Raising his feet to the top of the mountain again, the camera zoomed out and rotated around the small figure, and he saw the desolate and mottled ancient stone steps full of broken weapons and bones, proving that the foot of the mountain to the Dragon Palace was the most tragic battlefield back then, many strong men fell, and the slender figure carefully avoided the rotten bones and walked slowly step by step.

Walked up to a high-level demon giant corpse, glanced at it coldly, and raised his foot to crush its skull into powder.

An hour later.

A hooded girl appeared on the edge of the square at the top of the hill, and when she looked back, she saw the palace on the top of the hill parallel to the head of the tall and legendary dragon statue in the distance, and she didn't know how much dust the sandstorm blew away before the ruins appeared.

After a few glances, he turned around and walked towards the palace.

There are even many complete bones in the square, there are no signs of decay, and there are many weapons and armor that are smooth as new, and it is speculated that a large number of high-level powerhouses fell here back then.

The bones are large and small, there are demons and monsters, and they are of different shapes.

Bai Yujun carried the dragon spear and walked through the middle of the bones of the demon beast that was taller than the house, the ribs on the top of his head were as clear as iron, I don't know what kind of realm it is, and there are sword marks left on the frontal bone.

Walk through piles of bone helmets and armor and into the ruins of an ancient palace......

Empty and quiet.

Click~

At the entrance of the Dragon Palace, the right foot stepped on a piece of dry bone with a crisp sound, and the soft sound also echoed.

The palace is slightly dim, looking out from the inside, the sunlight is obliquely shining on the floating dust, and the light is tilted, and the small figure in the bright door is slightly lonely.

Oh, not only Bai Yujun is a dragon himself, but also the shadow of the old man on the ground.

The main hall is very high, very large, Bai Yujun walks in it like a little ant walking into the hall, the exquisite tree-shaped candlestick is tilted east and west, and the thick dragon pillars do not fall down for thousands of years, only the throne dragon chair in front is illuminated by the pillar of light from above, which seems to be specially designed and built.

The corpses were all over the place, the blades were broken, and in the hall, Bai Yujun saw many corpses without any signs of decay.

Lifelike even the blood is still red......

Raise your feet and step into the darkness, walk into the depths of the bright throne dragon chair, step on the corpses and climb over the sea of corpses and blood, the paper umbrella rises and stretches out, dispelling the darkness and illuminating the way forward.

Getting closer and closer to the tall dragon chair.

Step by step, the closer you get to the dragon chair, the more fierce the fight becomes, and the sharp blades are horizontal and vertical.

The lifelike tall corpse, the cold weapon inserted in the corpse, seems to be guarding the majestic throne dragon chair in the height, and you can see it more clearly when you get closer.

The dragon chair is very wide and carved with nine dragons, such as white jade.

The dazzling light under the dome reflects the shine of the dragon chair, which is still extraordinary for countless years.

Walking forward, I noticed that there was a row of metal weapon racks on the side of the dragon chair, the blades were not there, they were covered with dust, and the empty weapon storage space showed that there were many divine weapons in the past, as if they had seen the prosperity of the past.

The little hand stroked the weapon rack and walked slowly, and found that there was an empty space that matched the dragon lance.

Look at the dragon gun in your hand and look at the weapon overhead slot, raise the dragon gun, and put the gun shaft up into the empty slot......

While~!

The dragon lance returned to its position with the sound of metal colliding, and the dead palace echoed endlessly.

The dust was shaken, the weapon rack seemed to return to its former glory, the metal was cold, the endless world wandered and adrift for countless years of dragon lance returned, Bai Yujun could feel its joy and sorrow, the light illuminated the suspended dust particles, and the dragon lance waited quietly where it should have been.

Turned around and walked to the wide dragon chair, looking at the mysterious ancient dragon chair in a daze.

I once saw the dragon chair in the Dragon Palace under the yellow sand of the Longmen Desert, and this one in front of me was bigger and more imposing, Bai Yujun didn't know much about the dragon clan in ancient times.

Inhale, puff up your cheeks and blow.

"Whew~"

The dust on the dragon chair was blown away, Bai Yujun turned around and sat down with a wave of his sleeves, and lay listless with his back against the dragon chair.

In the ruins of the ancient Dragon Palace Ruins of the Black Hole Cave, the pillar of light sprinkled from the dome illuminated a small place around the dragon chair, and Bai Yujun's slender and petite figure looked lonely.

His face was confused and trance-like.

"Bloodline?Born ......"

Laughing with a weird expression and shrugging his shoulders slightly, he seemed to have heard something funny.

"Hehehe...... The second generation of gods...... Hehe......"

The more he laughed, the more exaggerated he became, and he leaned forward and closed his hands over his stomach.

"Haha...... Ha...... Hee-hee"

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Laughing so much that the dragon chair trembled, and the empty and dark palace echoed with strange laughter.

Laughing and laughing, crystal tears slid down and wet his cheeks.

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