MTL - History’s Number 1 Founder-~ 1351. Looking for the immortal dragon city

Lin Feng smashed the things in his hands and silently calculated: "I feel that it is less than a hundred years, and Linghai may be able to reopen. What is the reason?"

"Too virtual view of trying to open in advance will still play a role? Feeling not."

"They are trying to open the Linghai in advance because they are too imaginary. They get rid of the shackles of the Linghai mark earlier than expected, and forcibly break free from the changes? Feeling is not."

"I am urging Hao Tianjian to disturb the changes in the Linghai? It should not be, these should not be enough to have such a huge impact on the Linghai."

Lin Feng thought for a moment, shook his head slightly, and there was a luster of luster in his eyes.

In the distant sky, a bright sword light fell, turned into a purple girl's body shape, but Luo light dance, she fell into the Xuantian Zhouguang Cave days, bowed to Lin Feng: "Master, disciple came to you Regaining life."

Lin Feng smiled slightly: "The news has already spread, and the teacher has already known."

Luo light dance looked at Lin Feng, and there was some sadness in his eyes: "Master, Da Luo's younger brother..."

As one of the limited people who knew Dalu’s existence very early in the Tianmeng Tianzong, Luo Laowu and Da Luo had long known each other and had deep friendship.

Lin Feng looked calm and nodded: "Not bad."

In the light dance, the sadness is more intense, but the eyelids are slightly closed, so that the sad emotions are not revealed.

She clearly knows that the most close relationship between the entire Zongmen and Da Luo is not the immediate teacher, but Lin Feng, who has seen the death of Luo Luo, is no doubt more serious than their brothers and sisters.

Lin Feng saw it. Yan Yan smiled, not broken, but the tone said calmly: "The charm of the heavenly sacred is to stir up the water. Spread the news of the big Luo, then we will also spread her news, let the situation more chaotic." ""

"She will spread out the treasures of the Emperor Tianhai, and it will surely lead to competition. You can also participate, but there is no need to force it."

Luo light dance said: "The disciple understands, first retire."

She retired after leaving Xuantian Zhou Guangdong. Lin Feng looked up at the misty void above his head, and he was slightly fascinated.

After a while. He took back his own gaze and stared quietly at the empty space in front of him, then extended his fingers and sketched in the void. A picture of Taiji appears, engraved in the space, and does not turn slowly.

In the light and shadow of Lin Feng's eyes, one after another, the light flowed out, and then fell on the Taiji map in front of him, and the light flow disappeared and merged into it.

Although there are infinite disturbances in the outside world, it seems to be regaining calm on the Yujing Mountain in the Kunlun Mountains.

And at the moment of the void battlefield. However, some people continue to smash the void, avoiding the chaotic air storm and walking through it.

Zhu Yi stood on Changhong, the golden bridge on the other side. With his hands behind his back, a huge turtle on the top of his head crouched in the void, and there were a lot of brilliance in the eyes of the giant tortoise, and the endless array of patterns continued to be combined and deduced.

On the back of the giant tortoise, there is a huge incomparable Yi Dao. It is also constantly changing, known and unknown. There are countless possibilities of clarity and obscurity, and then they are dissipated one by one, and the number continues to decrease until only the last few possibilities remain, implying a silk thread that is neither bright nor faint, extending into the darkness. Also mysterious.

Beside Zhu Yi, there is a handsome and tall young man, Shi Tianyi. He is sitting next to Zhu Yi at the moment, his eyes closed, as if he were in general.

In Shi Tianzhao, the vitality and vitality of the fullness of the spirit, together with the despicable, chaotic and ignorant power conception, constantly blending, seems to be looking for the final balance point.

Wang Lin’s original demon curse, which is exactly the same as Shi Tianyi, makes Shi Tianyi take another step in the invisible and spiritual spirit.

Shi Tianqi refining his own body as a **** of despair, refining his own soul to Ying Yuan, has always been his strengths, and refining the wilderness.

However, the refining spirit is the Yingyuan. In the case of Shi Tianqi, it still needs some accumulation and understanding.

The unbalancedness of the wild gods makes him not perfect even if he stepped out of the refining of the gods. Therefore, in order not to regret, Shi Tianyi even suppressed the refining and refining of his own gods, and continued to concentrate on cultivation and accumulation. Can tend to balance and achieve together.

At this moment, he used the method of his own morality to pass the method, and the original demons made the curse confirm each other. The understanding of heaven and earth is more profound, and the final step is already in sight.

Zhu Yi, with the path of the Book of Changes, urged Vientiane to return to Tibet, and constantly calculated the whereabouts of the immortal Dragon City.

Under his peaceful look, he also vaguely showed a bit of sadness. Although the deity is in this void battlefield, his Fuyang avatar still stays in the world of thousands of people, and he has known all the news in the world. And more clearly than most other people know, know the big Luo.

For the choice of Da Luo, Zhu Yiyi was only speechless.

“Hmmm?” Zhu Yi shook his head slightly, his heart flicked, and Guanghua emerged in his eyes. The Yi Daofu on the back of the giant turtle on his head ran more urgently, and the several unclear and non-dark, seemingly virtual light. Beginning to gradually close, and eventually go to a fusion.

When these silks are completely gathered and merged into the last remaining silk thread, the giant tortoise at the top of Zhu Yi’s head is full of Guanghua.

The last thread gradually disappeared, and the light in the eyes of the giant tortoise became extremely dazzling and flew away in the distance.

Even if it is affected by the turbulent space and time in the void battlefield, the brilliance of the giant tortoise's eyes is distorted and deformed, sometimes expanding into a light curtain, and sometimes it becomes a twist and a turn, but the brilliance is still firm. Do not move towards the distance.

Zhu Yi saw the spirit, and the spirit rose. The golden bridge on the other side of the foot rose and turned into an endless Changhong, leading to the direction of the glory in the eyes of the giant tortoise.

After forcibly tearing open a void storm and passing through heavy time and space, Zhu Yi and the other side of the Jinqiao Bridge suddenly stopped together and stood in the void.

There was nothing in the dark space, but Zhu Yi did not move on and looked around.

After a while, Zhu Yi suddenly manifested his own imaginary body. The body of Sanzhanggao stood on the golden bridge on the other side. The shadow of the giant tortoise disappeared completely, leaving only a huge Yidaofu.

Between the operation of the Yi Daofu, the prospects of Zhu Yi’s eyes have all changed, and in the darkness of the darkness, suddenly there is boundless fog.

In the fog, there are bright and sinuous lights, and as the Yidaofu keeps running, bright rays of light illuminate one after another.

Bright and bright light is getting more and more, and the fog is gradually dissipating, less and less, these lights are criss-crossed, cutting and smashing the fog, making the fog gradually dissipate, covering the existence under the fog and showing its true colors. .

There, a wall that is far from the edge, the incomparably long wall, stands quietly and extends toward the ends of the void, not at the end.

The wall is so long that the endless void that loses the sense of distance and direction of the space seems to be measured and swayed.

This is naturally the magic weapon of the ancient Qin Dynasty dynasty, immortal dragon city.

It’s just that this Great Wall, at the moment, is dead and dead, and there is no such thing as it was in the past.

Zhu Yi looked at the invisible wall in front of him, and his eyes flashed in the glory: "Sure enough, it is true. This change is something that Shi Yu can't predict..."

The head of the Yi Dao disappeared, Zhu Yi received his own return to the virtual body, the vision of the eye changed again, and reverted to the dark void, seemingly empty in the void.

Zhu Yi took out a token, with a five-color dragon pattern on the token and a "Qin" inscribed in the center.

This is the treasure that Daqin New Emperor Shi Zongtang personally entrusted to him before he entered the virtual battlefield and contacted the Daqin Emperor Shi Zongtang and Shi Zongmao.

According to the agreement between the two parties, after inspiring this token, you can guide the Daqin monk to come here. As for whether you can regain the immortal dragon city, you must look at the Daqin Dynasty's own skills.

Zhu Yi infused the mana consciousness into it, and the token of the five-color dragon pattern circled, suddenly flashing golden light, full of the majesty of the emperor.

During the brilliance, there are red, yellow, blue, black and white light dragons rising from the sky, flying in the dark void, the voice of Daqin Xiangyang Wang Shizong Mao from it: "Thank you Yizi."

Daqin Xindi Shizongtang should sit in the town of Emperor Xiling in the capital, and it will not be dispatched easily. This time, entering the virtual battlefield, the person who led the party of the Daqin Dynasty is another way of coordinating the border, and the stone king of Zongyang.

Zhu Yi calmly looked at the token in front of him, holding his hands behind his back, standing on the golden bridge on the other side, and waiting patiently.

The dark void in front of you is as quiet as ever, and it looks empty and there is nothing.

Shi Tianyi closed his eyes and still meditated on the knees. He seemed to have nothing to do with what happened outside.

As time went by, the Daqin dynasty had not yet arrived, and the dark void in front of Zhu Yi suddenly violently vibrated.

The space ruptured, and a huge crack continued to spread in the empty void. In the crack, there was a faint golden glow flashing, and the source of glory was the endless Great Wall.

The Great Wall itself did not even have any movements, only the dazzling golden light emerged from it, and it became more and more dazzling, illuminating the dark battlefield in front of it.

As if it is a powerful and powerful god, he wakes up from a long sleep, opens his eyes and looks at the world.

The immortal Dragon City, which has been in a state of silence before, seems to be beginning to regain its brilliance and demonstrate its powerful power.

Zhu Yijing looked at this scene, and Shi Tianyi, who had been closing his eyes before him, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, his eyes were as electric, and he projected on the immortal dragon city.

He stood up from the Jinqiao on the other side of the bank, and the Taiji pattern appeared on his forehead and kept turning. (To be continued)