Man Huang Feng Bao

Inside and outside the golden door are two very different worlds.

Outside the gate, it is the wilderness covered by poisonous mist, and there is no end to it. Inside the gate is a small stone paved path, with poisonous fog on both sides of the path, and gold statues standing in the poisonous fog. These statues are all dragons, all kinds of dragon carvings. There are five-clawed golden dragons with claws and claws, pterosaurs with wings on their backs, and a large dragon with a large body hidden in the ground.

Inside the Demon Dragon Road, it is a country of the dragon, and the distant and powerful dragons come from time to time. This sound sounds scary, shocking people, and I don’t know why, but Ye Chuan and the little boy Ye Long are a little excited.

There is blood on the magic dragon road. I didn't go far to see the body of an adventurer. There are disciples of each sect, and there are also scattered repairs from afar. There are also many corpses of giant dragon stone carvings on both sides of the road. Like the stone carvings in the beasts of the beasts, they are all stone scorpions. The difference is that these stones are all golden, unlike pure gold, but some like golden spar, with many ancient and sly runes engraved inside and outside.

Ye Chuan looked down carefully, and the runes on the golden dragon sculpture did not know each other. The strokes of the strokes were completely different from the runes on the Tianhuo mainland. Obviously, it is something from the world outside the sky. Each fallen dragon stone sculpture has a fist-sized space in the head. It seems that it is a treasure to be stored. It is only a late step, and things have been taken away.

"Little Dragon, go!"

Ye Chuan took the hand of Xiao Longer and accelerated forward. Along the way, there were more and more adventurers, but without exception, they all fell to the ground. Some corpses are separated, some lose their blood and die, and more are smashed into meat sauce, unable to identify identity and face.

The poisonous fog on both sides of the road is filled with shadows, and there are still countless dragon stone carvings, one by one.

Ye Chuan is more and more scared and creepy.

Compared with the stone carvings in the Wanshen Forest, the dragons on both sides of the Dragon Road are incomparable, each with a violent atmosphere. Suddenly rushed up, a real person can't resist being smashed into a meat sauce, or torn into pieces!

"Yechuan brother, I am afraid..."

The little boy leaned back on Ye Chuan and looked nervous and upset.

The dragon stone carvings standing in the poisonous mist, but the more terrible is the body that was seen along the way. The masters who have experienced the battle have to have nightmares, not to mention a child who is only seven or eight years old.

Ye Chuan touched the boy's head and suddenly squatted down. "Little Dragon, don't be afraid, you will be a master in the future, a big hero. Come, come back to your brother!"

"Ok!"

The little boy climbed to Ye Chuan's back and closed his eyes and dared not look again.

Ye Chuan was suffocating, carrying the little boy striding forward, the speed was not fast, but the distance of each step was exactly the same, flying on the sinister magic dragon road. It is strange to say that the dragon stone carvings on both sides of the road have no movement. It seems that the moving ones have been removed by the first step of the Tuo Xiong and others, and the giant dragon stone carvings along the way are indifferent to the two people. risk.

After half an hour, Ye Chuan came to another door.

Compared with the first door, the second door is larger, and the pattern on the door frame is more and more complicated. Surrounded by a mess, there are many adventurers' bodies, and there are a pile of dragon stone carvings scattered on the ground. Ye Chuan put down the little dragon and turned around. The dragon's stone carving head was empty, and the treasure sealed inside was taken away. Just about to leave, I was surprised to find that an adventurer was still not dead. Looking at his costume, he should be a Xuan Ding disciple.

"Dragon, true dragon, a lot of dragons, dragons..."

This Xuan Ding disciple keeps repeating his mouth, and his soul is full of fear. He has been scared and stupid, and he does not know what kind of scene he has seen. Ye Chuanqi looked down and saw that the Xuan Ding disciple had been crushed into bolognese below the abdomen, leaving only the last breath to hang back to heaven. Sure enough, not long after, this Xuan Ding disciple died in front of him, a pair of eyes still stunned and died, and the right hand pointed to the front with fear.

Real dragon?

Could it be that these giant dragon stone carvings can really survive?

Ye Chuan shook his head, knowing that this Xuan Ding disciple was really scared, turned and wanted to leave, but found that Xiao Longer was carefully looking at the pattern on the door frame, and he was eager to forget the fear and tension.

"Little dragon, can you understand?" Ye Chuan is a bit strange, but also some expectations.

The pattern on the door frame is not like a rune, nor a decoration. I can't understand it. Maybe this mysterious little boy can understand it.

Xiao Longer shook his head. "I don't understand, Grandpa didn't teach, just..., just..."

"Just what?" Ye Chuan asked.

"Just, it seems to have been seen in a dream, some...some familiar." Xiaolonger swallowed and said boldly under the encouragement of Ye Chuan.

Have you seen it in your dreams?

Ye Chuan shook his head and smiled. He carried Xiao Longer up and crossed the second door and continued to make strides forward.

This time, I didn’t go far, I heard the sound of fighting, and quickly swept up to see it. Suddenly my scalp was numb and I saw a scene of swearing.

About twenty adventurers got together and were attacked by several dragon stone carvings. Under the cover of the poisonous mist, these dragons are cold and icy stone carvings, which are golden like gold plating on the outside; but when they rush from the roadside, the golden light on the body quickly recedes and turns into a real dragon with blood and flesh. As if it was frozen and petrified, it suddenly awakened after 10,000 years and launched a fierce attack on people.

Roar!

A pterosaur stone slammed open his eyes, awakened and resurrected under the eyes of people, flapping his wings and rushing up. One face-to-face, three real-life adventurers fell to the ground, and the intestines were bleeding and seeing is alive. It won't be. Others joined hands and smashed the pterosaurs and slammed them on the ground for a while. The pterosaurs had cracks on them and the body burst into a pile of cold ice. The next moment, the ground blasted, and a terracotta slammed out of the ground, swallowing an adventurer into the stomach...

The dragons standing on either side of the Dragon Road are not blunt stone carvings, but a real dragon, hit by them, often not torn into pieces or crushed into bolognese. Kill them, not the dead bodies, but a bunch of cold rocks. The poisonous mist filled the road, and there were many dragon guards standing on both sides of the road. There is no end to the twists and turns in the road ahead. The Dragon Hall is still far and far away, so who can come to an end?

Ye Chuan’s heart was stunned and he did not dare to rush.

Real dragon!

Outside the second door, the words of Xuan Dingmen’s disciples before his death and the look of horror suddenly rose to the heart of Ye Chuan. The same is the stone carving, the magic dragon road is ten times more dangerous than the Wanshen forest. It is really a dragon country.