"That dragon in the dream realm really exists!" was shocked by the shocking scene in front of him.

Although he hadn't seen the complete Golden Holy Dragon, just one claw was enough to give Xu Mu an infinite shock.

After all, true dragons and immortals are at the same level.

Seeing a dragon is no less than seeing an immortal.

Immortals are the ultimate pursued by the monks of the entire Cangrui Domain, isn't cultivating true just to become immortals?

But so far, Xu Mudu has not heard of a legend about someone becoming an immortal.

It was as if the immortals were just passed on to the fantasies of the monks, and they were unattainable.

Even Xu Mu doubted whether there were really immortals in the world!

Even the Burning Heaven Ancestor, the strong man who once dominated an era, failed to become an immortal, and finally turned into a pile of loess and buried in the ruins mound.

Until he saw the dragon claw in front of him.

If there is a dragon, then there must be an immortal!

"It turns out that there are really dragons and immortals in time!" Xu Mu muttered to himself, and Xu Mu completely forgot what his purpose was in approaching the source of this light.

Mu Ran looked at the dragon claw in front of him.

Suddenly, Xu Mu's eyes converged again, and he noticed some clues.

This dragon is actually stained with blood on its claws, and this dragon is injured?

Who can hurt the real dragon!

And the dragon claw didn't move even a single moment from beginning to end.

It seems that it can't sense Xu Mu's approach, how could an existence of that level be completely unaware of Xu Mu's approach.

Thinking of the tone in which Luo Miao was talking to him, this dragon claw had been motionless here for at least thirty years.

This is a conservative estimate.

If it is said that the red rays of the Forbidden Land are made of the dragon blood of this true dragon.

How many years has the legend of the red mangs been circulated?

Has this true dragon never been born in this dusty forbidden land?

Xu Mu had too many doubts and shocks, and he stood in place, his face was cloudy.

In Xu Mu Zhihai, Bi Fang, who had been extracted from the strength of the Seven Star Demon Sealing Barrier once, was now extremely weak.

But its consciousness is sober.

A pair of evil bird eyes seemed to be staring at the golden dragon claws in front of them.

If you look closely, you will find the sadness that Bi Fang tried so hard to hide.

"Dragon Ancestor ......"

There was poignancy in his voice, and Bi Fang seemed to be calling for his relatives.

Suddenly, Xu Mu's pupils shrank again.

He saw the outline of an object under the dragon's claws!

It was a golden coffin.

Because its color was the same as the color of this golden dragon claw, Xu Mu Fang didn't notice its existence for the first time.

"This golden coffin...... It's exactly the same as the coffin that Anqing Town was born in!"

Yes, in terms of size, shape, and color, the color of this coffin is no different from the coffin that appeared in Anqing Town.

This discovery made Xu Mu even more shocked.

If he couldn't see that there was a connection between the two, his head would have grown in vain.

When you think of the golden coffin, you will inevitably think of the picture depicted on the mural of the coffin where Anqing Town was born.

There is a black shadow on the depiction, the whole body is shrouded in black mist, and the facial features are not clear, but it has the head and limbs of a human, but it does not look like a human race.

This mysterious creature, holding a sword and a sword in each palm, stood proudly surrounded by many monks, making a rampant roar in the sky.

The expressions of the surrounding monks were full of fear and despair as the mysterious creature roared.

Then, it was the dream that Xu Mu entered when he was in the Fragment Secret Realm.

It's also a mysterious creature shrouded in black mist, but this creature's weapon is a black scythe.

It provokes the real dragon!

And now the scythe is still wreaking havoc outside.

Two identical golden coffins, two extremely similar mysterious creatures, were connected together in Xu Mu's mind.

The golden coffin in front of him, if Xu Mu didn't guess wrong, should also seal the mysterious creature that provoked the true dragon.

It is most likely of the same race as the mysterious creature lying in the golden coffin in Anqing Town.

This is where doubts arise!

Who forged this golden coffin?

Is it a product of the same era, or is it from two different eras?

Again, whether the two mysterious creatures came from the same era, or whether they were born from two eras.

What the hell are they?

Why do they have to be suppressed with something terrible when they die?

First, the weeping knife was inserted into the golden coffin born in Anqing Town to suppress the body of the mysterious creature.

Then in front of him, the golden holy dragon's dragon claws were personally pressed on top of this golden coffin.

Can it still be resurrected?

It's ridiculous!

Xu Mu, who originally thought that he was close to the truth, felt even more confused.

"I thought that I would be able to unravel the truth when I came to the Forbidden Land, but I didn't expect to fall deeper and deeper, and I had no clue at all. For a while, Xu Mu felt that his head was big.

Suddenly, Xu Mu thought of another thing.

On the wall of the golden coffin in Anqing Town, a pattern was once depicted.

So does the golden coffin in front of you also have a pattern?

After thinking about it, Xu Mu tried his best to use his eyesight, and through the blood light emitted from the dragon's claws, it was fixed on the surface of the coffin.

"Sure enough!"

Xu Mu guessed correctly, this golden coffin also depicts a pattern.

However, when he saw the portrait in the pattern clearly, the whole person was blinded.

What was depicted in the painting was the same as what he saw in his dreams.

The body of a real dragon was almost half of the pattern, and above its head was a round of scorching sun.

On the other side of the true dragon, a mysterious creature shrouded in black mist confronted it coldly with a black scythe.

Below them, there are countless fierce beasts, densely prostrate on the ground, trembling.

Only Xu Mu knew that the beasts that seemed to be shrunk in these patterns were actually as big as mountains.

Take out a random beast that is comparable to the power of breaking the void in the Cangrui Domain, and the flesh is atavistic at the level of the ancestor.

Now, in front of this golden holy dragon and mysterious creatures, it has become a kitten.

"Who painted the pattern of this golden coffin!" This is a question that Xu Mu didn't think of before.

When he was mortal, he studied calligraphy and painting.

Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting have nothing to do with cultivation.

Even if it is powerful, it is impossible to learn without a teacher.

Like handwriting, a calligrapher has only one set of its own style.

The same is true for calligraphy and painting.

Looking at this style of painting, Xu Mugang used his head to guarantee that the patterns of these two golden coffins were all made by one person.

Anyway, Xu Mu didn't believe that it was painted by the Golden Holy Dragon.

The painter, like a spectator, recorded the appearance of the two mysterious creatures in this situation.

Then the question arises again, who is this person?

"Alas, I don't care anymore, love whoever you want, my time shouldn't be wasted on this kind of thing. His eyes were dull for a moment, and Xu Mu suddenly smiled.

His character is like this, he is a lazy person, and his style of acting has always been that he has nothing to do with himself!

I'm really worried about it, does all this have anything to do with me? Where are I so sentimental?

These countless thoughts flashed through Xu Mu's heart, but in fact, not much time had passed in the outside world, and the tea was not enough.

His black aura had dissipated.

Without the black qi to compete with this dragon's blood, Xu Mu suddenly felt unbearable.

At the same time, Luo Miao's call mixed with spiritual power came from behind.

"Stand still, and look at your big brother Luo Miao's methods. ”

Boom!

As Luo Miao's voice fell, the ground where Xu Mu was standing suddenly trembled.

A three-foot-square piece of land mixed with white bones flew up in the air, just dragging Xu Mu's standing figure around.

Then the soil hung in the air and carried Xu Mu, rushing out of the area where the red mangs were most intense.

This Luo Miao really didn't say big things, he really had a way.

Luo Miao was still standing in place, looking at Xu Mu who flew out of the source of the red mangs with a smile on his face, and among the thick hair, a pair of eyes were surprisingly bright.

Before Xu Mu landed, he asked in a mocking tone:

"See?"

You don't have to guess what he asks for.

"En!" nodded with a complicated expression, Xu Mu was not surprised.

This Luo Miao has been staying in this place for almost thirty years, and he is afraid that he has long known about the existence of the dragon claw.

"I'm scared!" Luo Miao thought that Xu Mu was pretending to be calm, and immediately squeezed his eyes reluctantly.

"It's okay!" shrugged his shoulders, Xu Mu had even seen the entire Golden Holy Dragon in his dream, but now it was just a claw.

What really shocked him was the story behind this series of things.

After that, Xu Mu turned his head to look at Luo Miao and asked, "Then may I ask Brother Luo Miao, how should we get out?"

Luo Miao's face froze, and she glanced at Xu Mu with a sympathetic expression.

"Are you making me laugh?"

Speaking of this, Luo Miao became excited again.

"If Lao Tzu knew how to get out, he would stay in this place where birds don't for thirty years!!"

His almost neurotic roar shook the entire mystical space.

In the outside world, where Yu Qiling and Nangong Ling faced off.

Nangong Ling was seriously injured before, and then he ate Xu Mu's punch, even if he had reservations about that punch, it also injured Nangong Ling a lot.

Injury on injury, with this state of fighting against Yu Qiling, whose strength is not inferior to him, naturally there is no possibility of winning.

Even with the spirit weapon Red Sword, it can't be done.

The trembling pair held the red sword, half-kneeling on the ground, and Nangong Ling's body was covered with large and small wounds.

In addition to the scratches of the demon beast, it was caused by Yu Qiling's pair of scimitars.

"I'm not reconciled!" looked at Yu Qiling opposite with vicious eyes, and Nangong Ling roared hoarsely.

Just now, he was completely humiliated by Xu Mu's punch, and he chased after him with a breath.

It's extremely irrational.

Now he was defeated by Yu Qiling, and he was defeated twice in one day, with his arrogant temperament, it was indeed more uncomfortable than killing him.

"Boy, if you are not reconciled, come again, if it weren't for the difficulty of this female doll, see if the old man doesn't cut off your head. The scimitar danced between Yu Qiling's hands, and he smiled coldly.

Then he glanced at the woman who was blocking in front of him and Nangong Ling, and there was no love in the east gate.

As the first day of the Eastern Realm, Yu Qiling knew her existence even if she was a person from the Southern Desert.

Not to mention breaking the shackles of the five spiritual roots, he also has a Xuan-level spiritual root, and what he cultivates is the burial soul record of the first of the ten great miracles in the Eastern Realm.

Yu Qiling is very self-aware and knows that she is not her opponent.

"Old man, even if this matter is over, he has learned a lesson. I also told you his identity, the young master of the Nangong family. If you kill him, not only will you incur the disaster of killing yourself, but even Xu Mu will be implicated. Dongmen Wulian responded to Yu Qiling in a solemn voice.

She had to block it, not only because of Nangong Ling's identity, but also because of her own identity.

The Nangong family and the Dongmen family are both one of the seven major Xiuzhen families in the Cangrui Domain, and they are in the same eastern realm, once the Nangong family knows that they will not be saved when they see death, I am afraid that even she will have to be dragged into the water.

There is no doubt that once Nangong Ling dies here, Nangong Haoyun's anger will spread throughout the Eastern Realm.

"Sell you a face today. Dongmen Wulian's words, as well as her strong strength, made Yu Qiling make a correct judgment.

Casually inserting the double knife into the scabbard at his waist, Lao Yu waved his hand towards Yang Lingzi on the side.

"Senior brother Xu Mu, let's go with the old man, since it is Xu Gongzi's intention, I will escort you out of the White Bone Land. ”

Boom!

Suddenly, the entire white bone ground was jolted with a shudder.

The strong earthquake shook the dense mountain of fierce beast bones in the white bone field.

"What's going on?" Yang Lingzi almost stood on his feet and let out an exclamation.

He had just found Yu Qiling in the direction Xu Mu had pointed out, and witnessed the scene of this old man defeating Nangong Ling, and before he could wake up from the shock.

This concussion startled him again.

No one answered his exclamation, Yu Qiling and Dongmen Wulian looked at the same time, and then their heads and foreheads turned straight to the edge of the white bone ground.

The sound came from that direction.

Under their dull gaze.

A majestic and huge mountain rushed into the White Bone Land in an extremely brutal manner.

Everything that stood in its way, whether it was the corpse of a demon beast that had not decayed for an unknown number of years, or something else, was all crushed to pieces.

Seeing that the white bone mountains were decorated by that peak, Yu Qiling, Dongmen Wulian, and even Nangong Ling all shrank their pupils at the same time.

It was the skeleton of a demon beast with an atavistic body, and its hardness was so hard that even a Dharma Body Realm monk could not break it, but now it had turned into tofu scum under the movement of this peak.

The most important thing is that this mountain will actually move on its own?

First the black scythe, and now there is a mountain, how many secrets there are in this dusty forbidden land.

The crowd was horrified.

"Roar!" Finally, the peak exploded more than a dozen White Bone Mountains, revealing its true body after entering the White Bone Land.

That's a turtle!

That mountain is actually just its tortoise shell.

After a slight pause, the turtle's humanized pupils looked around for a week, and took the dense corpse of the demon beast on the ground into his eyes.

Swinging his thick limbs again, he slapped the ground at a speed that the turtle shouldn't have, and rampage through the white bones.

Looking at the direction of its movement, it is actually where the black scythe is.

"Roar!" Before the turtle arrived, the dragon-like roar had already resounded through the bones.

The group of demon beasts that were fighting with the black scythe, because of the appearance of this turtle, stopped attacking at the same time.

The black scythe also felt the arrival of the giant tortoise, and after a flash of black light, it soared into the air.

The sickle and the old turtle stared at each other from a distance.

(End of chapter)