Perspective Medical Genius Young Master-Chapter 1636 - 1627: A Fleeting Glimpse

Long Yinsui relaxed, barely sitting down, his figure flashed by, and he came to the side of the white-bearded elder.

"Guest Room Department, why are you here?"

Long Yinsui looked surprised at the white-bearded elder. Some of them were truly incredible.

Wen Yan, a white-bearded elder, unseen light: "Long Zi, it’s actually you! Did you come for the ruins of the Samurai Palace this time?"

Long Yinsui nodded: "Arrived at eleven, but now..."

At that moment, his face showed intense shame.

No one expected the ruins of the strong to be so dangerous, if not for the arrogance of Cangsheng River, they would have long perished.

The white-bearded elder heard his words, and with a bitter smile said: "In the ruins of Heaven’s strongest, you haven’t lost an entire battalion. You’ve done well!"

"Heaven?"

At first hearing these three words, Long Yinsui.

"Gather your strength in your husband and follow him through the abyss!"

Seeing the train stop, the white-haired elder repeated.

"Don’t talk old devil, you go first, or I go first?"

The white-bearded elder laughed and said to the white-haired elder:

"This is optional!"

The white-haired elder replied softly.

"I’ll go first!"

The white-bearded elder said, even if the seizure was momentary.

After a while, invisible pressure like that of a great mountain immediately fell onto his head.

Seeing such momentum, even behind the strong figure of the white-bearded elder, terror was revealed.

"Go!"

Taking a sip of strong liquor, the white-bearded elder stood up and flew over the abyss.

The person behind him was suspicious, but this heap of bones and eyes might embarrass him.

For a while, the white-bearded elder led nine people, all holding empty tickets into the abyss.

"Eat, eat."

Before the lightning like a razor was emitted from the abyss, they cut themselves on the strongest.

Looking at the outside, even if it is chewing Long Shui, it may come from the heart.

Previously, a strong person on the Heavenly Soldier’s loft was shot, cutting his hand.

Such intense lightning, when hitting the head, presumably you won’t die.

In moments of fear and terror in everyone’s heart, a strange beginning came.

Lightning struck and fell in the air 10 meters outside the crowd, but Mr. Big stopped.

There, a pale white cover shielded everyone, preventing the entrance of lightning and electricity.

Above the white cover, it traversed dispersed signs, like a sparkling star, tossing away the lightning.

"Bring your skill to the elder!"

Suddenly, the voice of the white-bearded elder echoed again.

When they heard this language, they suddenly turned to look. Next, eight strong people from Heaven and the world began to work, their full strength gathering onto the white-bearded elder.

"Eat, eat."

At one moment, the sound of crackling lightning echoed in his ears, looking back at the old white man, all with worried and shocked expressions.

The white-bearded elder gripped the force strongly. How could he resist so much lightning with his own strength at work?

With the power of all strong performers gathering on the white-bearded elder, the outer layer of the white light cover brightened more, becoming more dazzling.

The splendid lightning, or beneath the hood, instantly amidst a scattered light, bloomed like fireworks, quite handsome.

Lightning continued to attack, and the white hood continued to tremble. Without the tremor, the strong people’s hearts were racing, afraid that the hood would suddenly collapse, and they would suffer disaster.

Fortunately, that did not happen. Under the lead of a white-bearded elder, people left, quickly disappearing into the mist before their eyes.

Seeing a white-bearded elder perform such magic, Cangsheng was greatly admiring and respecting.

He looked at the gray-headed elder and said: "My predecessors, what was this magic of the seniors just now?"

The white-headed elder laughed and said: "This isn’t magic, but a genuine strong person from the Dragon Kingdom!"

Domain? Ao Cangsheng looked skeptical.

The white-headed elder said: "This is called Four Palaces, meaning every Monk with Four Palaces has his own domain."

"Does this mean all strong people of Zhenlongji have their own domain?" Ao Cangsheng asked again.

A white-haired elder said, "You could say so!"

He glanced at the people behind him: "Get ready, we must cross the abyss!"

Upon hearing this, those following the strong white-haired person did so one after another, a powerful, momentary flower.

Due to lessons from the past, people were not so worried when jumping into the abyss today but felt very excited.

Ao Cangsheng was entangled by the white-haired elder. The empty ticket was over the canyon. Ao Cangsheng only felt the wind blow past his ears and screamed.

Looking down, you can’t see the bottom of the abyss in the clouds and mist.

"Thunder and lightning" continued, indicating the sound of the labyrinth began to shatter. Lightning sounded "night’s premonition," which made everyone’s ears speak.

Because it is a royal ticket to the abyss, the crowd moved quickly. Amid confusion and uncertain mist, strong people were seen standing on the abyss edge.

They passed the abyss, now gathering on the abyss, waiting for proud Cangsheng to arrive.

A few breaths later, two people finally bypassed the canyon!

At that moment, the ruins of the strong began shaking violently, as if they could collapse at any moment.

When Ao Cangsheng looked across the street, he was astonished to find that the previous dismantling issues of the Great Wall, now again like before.

At that time, things flowing into the magma disappeared. As if what we experienced was just a dream.

"Come, strong.

After a while, all strong people stood again, raid speed quickened once more.

They carried a lightning-speed pass and escaped to the temple gate in three to four breathing forces.

Today, the temple roof shook violently. You could see, in its dark end, a section of the Great Wall swiftly collapsing to one side.

Fortunately, now everyone reached the temple gate. Between their flashing bodies, they had fled the corridor.

The crowd leaped out of the hall, shortly afterward, a great gate fell, completely sealed the hall entrance.

Outside the corridor, people smoothly crossed the bridge, continued forward, a sudden violent tremor, the bridge underfoot started appearing broken.

Soon, this great bridge was going to be completely destroyed.

"Gurgle gurgle..."

As they crossed the bridge, metal rubble began falling from above.

The discarded debris was not large, but it flew like rain, striking the bridge with a "bang" sound.

Looking at it, not only did the faces of strong people change significantly, but the faces of two strong people in the Dragon of the real world shrank.

Seeing this, it meant the ruins of the strong would completely collapse if unaware.

"If you don’t want to die, speed up!"

The white-bearded elder drank too much.

With some shaking, the crowd reached the edge. It was safe. Excellent.

No one rushed here, even the white-bearded elder in front didn’t.

From what we saw earlier, people already realized, whether in technology or table-killed enemies, they had re-emerged.

On the edge of the square was a strict ban everyone knew.

At first, to break the ban required much time.

When the crowd stopped, the white-bearded elder raised his hand, pressing it into the void.

"Ah"

His palm touched the void in front, and a massive golden barrier ferociously trembled before everyone.

"The ban returned!"

Witnessing nihilism and endurance, a strong person couldn’t stop staring and crying.

"Is this a haunted place? We previously violated the ban, why another one?"

Some strong people didn’t understand why it was, occasionally they would lose their minds.

"What to do, forced confession or what?"

Through the shattered nihilism, that gray-haired elder appeared gloomy.

"Breaking these bans requires time. By then, the ruins of the strong may have long collapsed!"