Loud rumble and tremor!
The rough black stone statue fell from the sky, smashed the ancient floor tiles and sank into the soil, with its head facing down and its feet on top. The shadows nearby shrieked and surrounded, and then the cold light flashed and disappeared. Although Bai Yujun's dragon heart is big, it is stingy. It can leave its residual soul, but let it Eat hard.
Carrying a dragon spear on his shoulders and a floating paper umbrella on his head, he swayed in front of the stone statue.
"I'm sorry for knocking you away just now. Don't worry. I'll give you a new stone statue if I break it. Don't be angry. It's time to talk about the treasure now, what do you think?"
"..."
The stone statue held back and remained silent, even several Huiyuan could bear it, let alone with their heads down.
There is a buzzing sound buried in the soil.
"The treasure is placed in the stone chamber above. It may not survive the passage of time. Your Highness the Princess has left. For me, the treasure has long lost its meaning. It is nothing more than something external to me."
"Haha, I didn't expect that your Excellency would have a clear enlightenment today and let go of all the clutter around you. I'm so happy and congratulations~"
The black stone statue was too lazy to pay attention to Moubai's sarcastic remarks and remained silent.
Suddenly, the stone statue that was half-embedded in the soil was lifted up. From the angle of the stone statue's head, the surrounding scenery changed and it flew up into the dark night sky again. The remnant soul of the stone statue secretly cursed the dragon girl for being naughty and quite divine, spinning and hitting it. A stone gate somewhere...
There was a loud clang and dust flew up, and the light from the paper umbrella illuminated the platform.
Remnant Soul was so disheartened that she didn't bother to scold her. Dragon Girl actually used her as a stepping stone to smash into the stone chamber. No matter the risk, she was not allowed to hurt her. At this time, she was hiding behind the stone wall in the distance and peeking out.
Seeing that everything is safe, dust yourself off and wander around leisurely.
The little hands patted the stone statue.
"Thank you, you know, sometimes I can't control myself."
Grab the big foot of the stone statue, gently pull it and throw it aside, like throwing away garbage that has lost its use value and cannot be recycled. You lie down at the entrance of the cave and look into the stone chamber to smell the smell. The treasure smells like treasure, which cannot stop the dragon's sense of smell and the scanning of the eye of truth. .
Resources are scarce on doomsday islands, so don’t think about panaceas.
There were no elixirs, piles of crooked empty jade bottles covered in dust, piles of rust marks on the ground, no magical weapons, not even a single piece of usable ore.
He turned around and walked to the formation. The runes engraved on it were ancient and in dragon language. It was an absorption and decomposition formation.
The black stone statue laughed miserably and crazily.
"Hahaha~ The death of the world was caused by our own hands. God imprisoned me here and slowly waited for death. It was all a punishment from heaven. In order to survive, I had to extract spiritual energy from the magic ore. Each piece of fairy weapon and magic weapon drained the spiritual energy and turned it into a mortal. Iron, magic weapons, robes, bones of gods and demons, hahaha..."
There will be no treasure.
Divine weapons, robes, bracelets, etc. were all drained of spiritual energy and used to survive.
Even the corpses of the many gods, demons, monsters and beasts that died in the war were not spared. They were used as fuel to burn out the last bit of energy to provide for the living gods, demons and monsters to linger and wait for the impossible rescue.
He shrugged, not caring whether there was any treasure.
"When the world collapses, both the gods, demons and dragons are responsible. The debt that cannot be escaped will eventually be paid."
Although Bai Yujun belongs to the dragon clan, he is not an ancient dragon clan, and he will not stupidly bear the grievances of several huiyuan years ago. Divine beasts are not kind. God knows what the dragon clan has done in ancient times. For example, as some gods often say, he Just a little wild dragon from the lower realm.
The stone statue was silent again.
The dragon spear poked at the magic circle and it felt like it could still be used.
"The magic circle will drain away the energy supply to the suspended mountain. Do you want to be noble?"
"No, I want to use the magic circle to extract the remaining soul from the stone statue, so that it can reappear if I find something to live in. And... the princess can take me away from this world of death."
Hearing this, Bai Yujun sneered, and was too lazy to talk nonsense and just kicked him!
The stone statue rose from the ground and whirled into the sky, flying into the dark night sky and disappearing...
"Dragon Girl...!"
The anger roared away, and since there was no use keeping it for anything, the destroyer of the world was not entitled to sympathy.
Kill all the shadows and search the suspended mountain. The real treasure is not the magic weapon but the fallen mountain at your feet.
The night is about to dissipate and usher in the dark red sun of old age. I take out the bamboo stool and find a place to sit quietly. Just like what the remnant soul of the stone statue said, there is nothing containing spiritual energy in the entire suspended mountain. The magic weapons turned into ordinary iron, empty. A scan of the Eye of Truth found no more residue.
The red sun rises slowly in the east with a twilight atmosphere, the wind stops and the temperature rises.
Ashes and dust fell from the sky like snow again, covering everything. The mountain peaks without shadows and stone statues became deserted. I had known that I would have left a shadow to relieve my boredom.
Get up, dust yourself off, put away the bamboo bench and climb halfway up the mountain.
On the back side of Suspended Mountain, there are steep peaks and rugged rocks, while the southern slope is slightly gentle. There are dry ponds and countless ruins of ancient pavilions. Halfway up the mountain, there is a Huihong abandoned ruins, overlooking the sea of clouds, and a small figure slowly walks on the broken jade steps. Climbing and playing may be because you want to know the scenery of the suspended mountain in those days.
Layers upon layers of debris, dilapidated and deserted.
The railing of the platform in front of the hall was skewed, and footsteps could be heard from below. Not long after, a pair of dragon horns appeared first.
Then Danfengyan was slightly curious, and he jumped up slightly. The stone steps collapsed and he had no way to go, so he had to jump up. When he landed with his feet on the ground and saw the view of the platform, he was stunned. What is that?
In the middle of the empty and decaying platform is a huge, crooked old tree. Its bare trunk looks like a potted plant, not a pure old tree like the birth of an elf.
"Tsk, that's interesting."
Walk around the tree a few times and look up and down.
The withered skeleton has survived tens of thousands of years and is absolutely extraordinary.
The flowers in your eyes seem to recall the elegance of the old trees in ancient times. The sun is shining brightly, the golden light among the branches and leaves is dotted with aura of the tree crown, the birds are calling the sky, and the fairyland is a blessed place.
Touching the dry roots with small hands, I sighed that the sacred tree is extraordinary. The world is dead and decaying, but only the ancient tree survives.
It is estimated that those who survived did not want to drain the spiritual energy of the old tree, but they probably could not pull it out because they kept cutting it down. It was good, at least they did not waste the fuel.
Little hands feel...
etc! The old tree still has its vitality!
"My dragon, are all trees alive?"
Even though the gods and demons have died, the tree has not died. Mu Hexi, for example, can survive very well. Telling the age of the tree would scare people to death.
"It's right not to participate in the battle to destroy the world. All the gods and demons are dead but you are alive. This dragon will not instill spiritual energy into you. Just wait. Whether you live or die is up to chance."
He put away his paper umbrella and dragon gun, took off his cloak, and jumped lightly out of the platform.
Spinning in the air, dragon scales appeared all over the body, and the small hands turned towards the dragon claws. In the blink of an eye, the original shape was revealed and the huge white dragon body was restored, walking in the air, wandering and circling...
Swooping and climbing onto the suspended mountain, there is a huge dragon-shaped aura in the sky that wraps around the suspended mountain, enveloping the whole and casting mysterious spells...
It is as motionless as a sculpture, its body is luminous and majestic yet gentle, and the mysterious wave spreads slowly but firmly to cover the suspended mountain. Bai Yujun is determined to eat it, but he did not expect that the process will be complicated. After all, it is too big. Although Xi's body is big, but It saves effort to exist in a secret realm and be controlled by herself.
It is easy to drink water, but it is difficult to swallow mountains.
The rest of the month.
In the quiet and desolate world of the Little Broken Ball, a huge suspended mountain appeared in vain. A white dragon entangled it and slowly fell to the ground. The young Broken Ball had thin spiritual energy but was full of vitality. The suspended mountain showed signs of recovery after coming into contact with the new world.
The body suddenly turned into a human form.
Feel it carefully and nod with satisfaction.
"It's not bad. It can be repaired and I believe it will float again soon."
Thinking about swallowing up the fragments of the old star ring belt planet on the way back, and growing the desolate little broken ball.
