Dragon Zero

Bing Zhixie secretly breathed a sigh of relief, staring at the eight idols below. Although the eight gods have a strong offensive, each of them has only specific abilities, and their moves in battle are varied and cunning, but they have no other ability to balance their own disadvantages. As a result, they are completely broken by the moonlight dragon. Of course, what is more important is that Bing Zhixie's own abilities are outstanding, and the timing of Moonlight Dragon's moves is right. Without this ability, he can't grasp the opportunity.

The dark blue flame gradually receded, and the ground was filled with a thin layer of energy cloud. In the flame, the eight idols exuded faint golden emblems, rising up in the air and converging into a ball, a sacred and solemn warrior, floating like a spirit body and soul. In the air, he opened his eyes, with majesty in his eyes, with an arrogant and indifferent expression with immortality. Bing Zhixie thought it would be another battle. He was on guard, but he listened to a long laugh. The Light Warrior said something he could understand: "You have defeated the Eight Secret Academy, the intruder without the Holy Emblem, please cherish it. My only life. But if you want to get a glimpse of the mystery here, I will also be waiting for you below. Hahahaha..." Laughter again, he floated backwards and disappeared into the wall.

The surrounding scenery regained the appearance of the golden sand bricks, and the statues of the eight gods were placed on both sides of the temple as before. It's just that when the martial artist disappeared, an empty door was exposed on that wall, and inside the door was a slanting ramp. Bing Zhixie slid down the ramp, and the long slide led him into the boundless void like a golden ribbon.

The Moonlight Dragon closely followed his master, watching from side to side, dark on both sides, and bottomless hollows up and down. Bing Zhixie glided along the silk road, the delicate and smooth belt made him feel little resistance, like sliding on a greased slide, being taken to a deeper and secluded place by the zigzag ‘belt’.

The moonlight dragon hummed twice, and the young dragon screamed loudly and loudly, penetrating far and far away, and there seemed to be echoes in the sky. It seemed that this place was not absolutely empty. Not only that, here is not absolutely darkness, the space exudes a faint blue halo, just like the glow of a firefly in the summer night, although it is difficult to see the surrounding things, it can make people not panic.

Bing Zhixie shot a few illuminated fireballs, suddenly there was a strong light on top of his head. He thought he had touched something. He looked up and found that there was a light source that was as white as daylight at the very high top, but this light source was barely refracted in the pure air, so he didn't notice it.

Bing Zhixie was unable to open his eyes by the white light. When he closed his eyes, there was a white light in front of him. He thought it was probably the light from the double obelisk above his head. Fortunately, the silk road quickly passed through in the light, and after a short two seconds, his eyes adjusted to the dim light around him.

The silk road turned back and forth, and gradually descended, Bing Zhixie gradually saw that there seemed to be a high wall in front of him. He didn't use the all-seeing eye endowed by Emperor Dragon, which easily caused his body to reject the life of Emperor Dragon. After sliding for a while, an ancient bluestone-colored high wall appeared in front of you. On this high wall, you can't see the head or the bottom. The top is full of jade patterns, scorpion patterns, and storks patterns. There is a pattern in the middle. The tall doorway is like a huge bronze gate with a gap open.

The silk road suddenly came to an end here, and Bing Zhixie leaped into the air, wrapped in ice armor and extremely sealed shields and flew down into the doorway. After landing, he found no danger. He withdrew his magic and observed the surroundings. He turned around and found that the golden ‘silk ribbon’ hanging in the air had disappeared.

The Moonlight Dragon caught and fell by the door wall, shaking his body, and the scaled silver tail slapped and crackled on the stone ground. Bing Zhixie squatted by the door, looked down, then glanced up, and turned back to face the door.

The door is very thick, passing through a doorway of about 150 meters, to a similarly dark and wide corridor, the air is still diffused with a faint blue light, and the light is very uniform. He was in the middle of this long corridor and glanced left and right. There seemed to be a roof on his head, but it was very high. He shot four fireballs and flew to the left and right, flying to the end of the control without seeing his head.

"I'm not a difficult person to choose." Bing Zhixie joked to himself and walked in one direction. As we walked, a human-shaped relief with a height of more than ten meters appeared on the bluestone walls on both sides. Some of these reliefs are fierce, some are scary, their facial expressions reveal a fierce expression, and some simply look like monsters. At first glance, he only felt a little familiar. After walking for a while, he gradually remembered that the things in these walls were not relief paintings at all, but the two bronze statues in front of the Queen’s Tomb of the Last Moon, because of the color and surroundings. The walls are integrated, and I thought it was a carved painting on the wall, but it turned out to be a golem mechanism embedded in the wall!

As soon as Bing Zhixie recollected, there was a metallic sound in his ears. A bronze golem was ‘picked’ out of the bluestone wall, and the pupils of his eyes lit up with cold white and cyan light.

"I'm going to your uncle, this is a great time to play!" Bing Zhixie looked around, and I don't know how many "relief sculptures" are nearby. They are all waking up. Two bronze golems are enough for him. So much, the power is only stronger than the terror in front of the Tomb of the Last Moon. He cursed again, magic is better!

Sure enough, the bronze golems here are equally indestructible. The Bing Xie Xie magically came down, and some were blocked by the magic shields of the bronze golems, and the ones that were not blocked also had little effect. He retreated as he fought and ran to the other side, building a large number of icicles and icicles in the long corridor to stop him, and a half-moon magic light slashed past him.

In the corridor, except for the stone gate where he entered, there will be a bronze golem every few hundred meters in the corridor. The farther he runs, the more golems will be awakened. At this time, six golems have woken up, and he can no longer run, and he doesn't know how many there will be at that time.

Bing Zhixie shouted: "Moonlight!"

The moonlight dragon's violent dragon's fury spewed toward the bronze golem behind, and the dark blue lotus flame filled the corridor, and the impact made the coming golem a pause. He turned on the magic by himself: "The **** of the north wind, the breath of the ice wind!" Then he cooperated with the moonlight dragon's lotus bomb and used a sonic light dragon to blast away.

Lotus flame is a peculiar dragon flame, which can cause people to burn like purgatory, but it will not affect the temperature of everything around. This type of dragon flame is called the flame of the soul, which makes the burned life worse than death.

Although the body of the bronze golem was tempered by magic, under the impact of the dragon's fury and the freezing of the northern wind god, the tempered bronze demon's body was also froze into brittle. The two golems rushing to the front were broken into dozens of pieces on the spot, and some of them were cracked. But it can be solved, the fundamental situation cannot be solved, and the broken bronze golem will be recombined soon.

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