My chest was stuffy and painful, and a mouthful of blood was forced to be pressed into my throat by Wang Lang to prevent it from being vomited out.

The man was knocked down vertically with his mask, covering most of his face, but when he saw the man's eyes, Wang Lang looked dazed.

With a muffled groan, the man stepped on Wang Lang's chest. Wang Lang was stepped into the ground directly. Then he felt an endless sense of weightlessness coming, and Wang Lang's body kept falling and falling again and again.

When the hard touch came from under him and the pain spread throughout his body, Wang Lang fell to the ground.

He stood up quickly withstood the pain, and Wang Lang observed the surroundings.

It was found to be a place like an attic.

He took out his cell phone and found that there was a person sitting not far away, facing Wang Lang, wearing white clothes, with long hair draped off his shoulders, and a painting hung on the wall directly opposite the man. On it was a portrait of a woman. Wang Lang accidentally scanned it and was stunned. Then he looked carefully with the mobile phone light.

The person on the painting is the person inside the crystal coffin outside, Hu Die without a birthmark version.

Wang Lang walked around the wall. Finally, he walked to the side of the man in white and found that the man was dead. There was a skeleton inside the man in white, but his flesh was still there and had not been completely corroded. He has been preserved in this way for thousands of years, and he is also awesome.

There was a low table in front of the man in white. Judging from the sitting position of the man in white, it was the man in white staring at the things on the table.

I walked over and saw a half-painted painting on the low table. It was a back, a long black suit, three thousand white hair, a long sword in hand, and it was raining in the sky. The man in black walked towards a place that looked weird. The place was painted with a whirlpool, which looked like a black hole. Anyway, it was weird no matter how you looked.

But in general, the back looks handsome.

Wang Lang took out his ears, walked around directly in front of the man in white, looked up at the painting on the wall, and when he saw the painting clearly, Wang Lang was completely stunned.

The woman on the drawing has a sword around her waist.

There is a dragon behind the woman in the painting.

The sword is the Linglong sword.

The dragon is a green scaled dragon.

There is a sword at the Dragon Gate, the Linglong sword carried by the Qinglong King of all dynasties. The only Linglong sword that is unique.

The weapons in each of the seven dragon kings of the Dragon Gate are basically made of the same material, among which the material of the dragon sword belonging to the Black Dragon King is the most special.

However, the materials and effects of the other six weapons are not inferior. They are passed down from generation to generation by the Dragon King of all generations. The skills practiced by each Dragon King are different. It is not that everyone is not allowed to practice. Instead, when the seven dragon kings were originally scheduled to be considered from all aspects, they comprehensively determined who is more suitable to practice which skill.

The person in the painting is the Qinglong King of the Zhou Dynasty. Wang Lang turned his head and looked at the white-clothed corpse sitting on the ground.

Who can blurt this out?

There is no other candidate except Bai Yan, the founding emperor of the Zhou Dynasty.

Unexpectedly, the White Dragon King, who was so arrogant that he became an emperor thousands of years ago, was the Green Dragon King of Dragon Gate.

Wang Lang couldn't help but think of his generation.

The seventh old white dragon king Han Yin and the fourth old green dragon king Hu Die.

These two people have been fighting since childhood until now, and they are a pair of happy enemies, but they can't tell that Han Yin is interested in Hu Die.

Moreover, Wang Lang also knew that Han Yin's personality was completely a kind of low-key personality. If he became serious and humble, he would be no different from Wang Lang. Hu Die was careless on weekdays and was disdainful of love.

No matter how you look at these two people, they don’t look like a pair. I didn’t expect that the White Dragon King and the Blue Dragon King were still a pair of thousands of years ago.

History is really a magical thing.

The Qinglong King looked like Hu Die, and the White Dragon King's corpse could no longer see clearly. Wang Lang couldn't know if it was the same as Lao Qi.

I wanted to take a photo as a souvenir, but when I turned around, I thought about it, I would just forget it. People have been dead for many years, so it is not good to take photos.

I looked through the things on the low table one by one.

Wang Lang stood up and began to look for the exit. He was just stepped on this place by the black shadow, but he did not chase him. This made Wang Lang feel like the black shadow deliberately sent Wang Lang here.

This place is like a closed space, surrounded by brick walls and no exits. Wang Lang touched bricks one by one, but found no mechanism or anything like that.

After touching for a week, Wang Lang began to touch the bricks on the floor one by one. Each brick was square, with bricks one foot long on the side.

In the end, he touched only the blue bricks under the White Dragon King's butt. Wang Lang walked over hesitantly.

"Lao Qi, I'll touch it, just have a moment." Wang Lang murmured.

If you don't touch it, you will be shocked.

After touching something cold, Wang Lang retracted his hand like an electric shock.

The next scene will be unforgettable to Wang Lang.

Something under the White Dragon King's white clothes was stimulating, and it kept rushing from the shear of the clothes to the chest, which was like tangling upwards.

Finally, a bag of clothes bulged on the shoulders of the White Dragon King.

A head gradually popped out from the collar.

The white little head is the size of a fist, the head is snow-white with two horns, and there is a tentacle on each side of the nose. There is a small bag on the pig's nose and forehead. There is a shape on the small bag.

Wang Lang didn't know why he should describe this. Anyway, he just stared at him and watched for a long time. Wang Lang laughed dryly, "Passing by, passing by."

The little guy's head was tilted, as if he was looking at Wang Lang, and the tentacles on his left and right nose were moving.

Wang Lang's eyes suddenly condensed, and he clearly saw that the guy's body curled up into a ball, looking ready to go, but he felt that he was not at all aggressive.

Brush it.

A white shadow came towards us, so fast that it was overwhelming and dazzled.

Wang Lang slapped out with his intuition.

I just felt a huge force hitting me.

Wang Lang pressed the guy's head with both hands, kept retreating, and finally hit the wall.

Who knew that the guy slammed his body and his tail directly sucked towards Wang Lang. His speed was extremely fast. He hit Wang Lang's armpit and Wang Lang flew horizontally.

At that time, I felt like I was hit by a car, and it was so irritating that it was difficult to breathe. The body was in a state of turmoil, and all my internal organs seemed to have fallen apart.

pain!

It's the pain of the thief!

Wang Lang struggled to get up, stood on the wall, staring at the guy not far away.

The whole body is snow-white and more than three feet long. It looks like a white snake with four legs. It has hair on the ends of its tail, but it gives people a strange feeling. This guy doesn't have the cold feeling that the snake gives people, but instead gives people the feeling of seeing a wild beast.

Wang Lang looked at that guy, and that guy looked at Wang Lang.

After staring at me for a long time, Wang Lang's head was running rapidly. After running for a long time, he found that he was 80% dead today and had no exit yet. Moreover, Wang Lang, who was all white and unknown species, could not beat him.

Wang Lang didn't believe it if he was a white dragon. He said he was not a dragon. He looked exactly the same as the dragon's.

When he was thinking about things, the guy launched another attack.
Chapter completed!