New White Snake Asking Immortals

At the end of the day, the stars set on the black mountains.

The paper umbrella spreads out the suspension and rotates quietly, caresses the little sleeping figure on the ground, the temperature drops, the wind blows the hair lightly, but it never wakes up, the avatar does not know the situation and does not dare to move around and waits quietly, the dragon gun is silent and cold ...

The night is cold and the stars turn from one side to the other, and the occasional meteorite falls to the ground.

When the star's light illuminated the gray dead planet again, the tip of the tail moved.

Slowly raised his head to wake up.

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

Sitting up with both hands on the ground and recalling the retrospective mirror image I saw before fainting, I always feel unreal, as if I had an absurd dream. Is this war destined or a coincidence?

The ruins are desolate and quiet, and no sound can be heard.

Withdraw the avatar, stand up and look left and right, except for the rocks and yellow sand, there is a huge square tripod, the whole world is only me, lonely, and my heart feels sour.

Putting on the hood and lifting the dragon gun without saying a word, he flew to the ruins of the Dragon Palace with both feet off the ground.

Flying over the ruins with a confused face, passing between the four claws of the dragon statue, I saw the mourning bones of unknown monsters scattered in the ruins, which were severely weathered, and there was still a little divinity remaining immortal after countless years, and war scratches were carved on the tall boulders. The fallen figures of warriors and monsters kept flashing in my mind...

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

Even though countless years have passed, it is still majestic. Although it is not a floating fairy mountain and floating island, the mountains are as majestic as a dragon, and they have a magnificent momentum, which is connected with the thick soil of the earth.

After thousands of years of vicissitudes, the ruins still stand stubbornly.

The toes of the cloth boots landed lightly and stood firm.

Holding the dragon spear behind his back, he climbed the mountain step by step along the ancient stone steps, without flying, the dragon's head was messed up, his thinking was confused, and his eyes were not even focused.

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

The shoe hit a rotten helmet.

when clang clang...

The helmet bounced and rolled down the stone steps all the way, bringing sound to this quiet and dead ruins.

The steps leading to the Dragon Palace on the top of the mountain are full of rotting bones, at least all of them are left by the strong people above the realm of immortal gods, otherwise the bones of ordinary monsters and immortals cannot survive for a long time. Unexpectedly, Bai Yu has not found any dragon bones so far, not even a piece of dragon scale Also not found.

There are only two possibilities.

The first possibility is that he was taken away by captives and moved elsewhere, becoming a prisoner.

The second type, the dragon bones, flesh, flesh and scales can be used to refine weapons or pills to nourish. After being killed on the spot, they were flayed, skinned, fleshy, cramp and drank blood...

His footsteps stopped, his fingers trembling uncontrollably.

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

Raise your feet again to climb the steps towards the top of the mountain, the camera zooms out and rotates around the small figure, and you can see the desolate mottled ancient stone steps covered with broken weapons and bones, which proves that the most tragic battlefield was from the foot of the mountain to the Dragon Palace.

Many strong men fell, and the slender figure carefully avoided the decayed bones and walked slowly step by step.

Walking up to a huge corpse of a high-level demon, he glanced coldly, and crushed his skull into powder with his feet.

An hour later.

A girl wearing a hood appeared on the edge of the square on the top of the mountain, and she appeared step by step on the edge of the square. Looking back, she saw the palace on the top of the mountain parallel to the head of the tall and legendary dragon statue in the distance.

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

There are more corpses in the square and there are even many complete bones without any trace of decay. There are also many weapons and armors that are as smooth as new. It is guessed that a large number of high-level powerhouses fell here in the past.

The skeletons are big and small, there are demons and monsters, and the shapes are different.

Holding the dragon gun, Bai Yu walked through the skeletons of monsters that were taller than houses. The spine and ribs on the top of the head were as crystal clear as iron. I don't know what kind of realm it was and what kind of species it was. There were sword marks on the forehead.

Pass through the pile of bone helmets and walk into the ruins of the ancient palace...

Empty and quiet.

Kacha~

At the gate of the Dragon Palace, there was a clear and crisp sound when the right foot stepped on a piece of dry bone, and the soft sound also echoed.

The inside of the palace is a little dark, looking out from the inside, the sun can be seen obliquely shining on the floating dust, and the small figure at the bright door looks a little lonely.

Oh, it's not just Bai Yu himself who is a dragon, there is also a long shadow on the ground.

The main hall is very high and very large. Bai Yu walking in it is like a small ant walking into the hall. The exquisite tree-shaped candlesticks are tilted from east to west, and the thick dragon pillars will not fall down for thousands of years. The beam of light above illuminates it, as if it was specially designed and built in this way.

There were corpses, weapons and broken armor everywhere. In the hall, Bai Yu saw many corpses without any signs of decay.

Lifelike even the blood is still red...

Lift your feet and step into the darkness, walk towards the bright throne dragon chair deep in the depths, step on the remains and turn over the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the paper umbrellas are raised and opened, dispelling the darkness and illuminating the way forward.

It is getting closer and closer to the tall dragon chair.

Climbing up the steps step by step, the closer you get to the dragon chair, the more intense the fight is, with sharp weapons scattered all over the place.

The lifelike tall corpse and the cold sharp weapon inserted on the corpse seem to be guarding the majestic throne and dragon chair on a high place, which can be seen more clearly when you get closer.

The dragon chair is very wide, carved with nine dragons, like white jade.

The dazzling light from the dome makes the dragon chair shine, and it 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 weapons were not there, and they were covered with dust. The empty weapon storage space indicated that it was full of magic weapons back then, as if seeing the prosperity of the past.

Touching the weapon rack with small hands, he walked slowly, and found that there was an empty space that matched the dragon gun very well.

Look at the dragon gun in your hand, look at the empty slot of the weapon, raise the dragon gun, put the gun shaft upright and put it into the empty slot...

Dang~!

As the dragon spear returned to its position, there was a sound of metal clashing, echoing endlessly in the dead palace.

The dust is shaken, the weapon rack seems to return to the past, the metal is cold, the endless world wanders and waits for the return of the dragon gun for countless years, the white rain can feel its joy and sorrow, the light illuminates the suspended dust particles, the dragon gun is still Stay where you should be.

Turn around and walk to the large dragon chair, looking at the mysterious ancient dragon chair in a daze.

I once saw a dragon chair in the Dragon Palace under the yellow sand in the Longmen Desert. The one in front of me is bigger and more imposing. Bai Yu doesn't know much about the enfeoffment of the dragon clan in ancient times.

Inhale, puff up your cheeks and blow out.

"Huh~"

The dust on the dragon chair was blown away, Bai Yu turned around and sat down with her sleeves waved, leaning against the dragon chair and reclining listlessly.

In the ruins of the ancient Dragon Palace ruins in Heidongdong, the beam of light from the dome illuminates a small area around the dragon chair, and Bai Yu's slender and petite figure looks lonely.

His face was dazed and dazed.

"Blood? Origin..."

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

"Hehehe...the second generation of gods...hehe..."

The more he laughed, the more exaggerated he was, covering his stomach with his hands and leaning back and forth.

"Haha... ha... hee hee"

"Hey hey..."

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

Smiling and laughing, crystal clear teardrops slid down and wet her cheeks.