What's going on?" Seeing that the core of the mountain was finally back to normal, the middle-aged man who had been sweating profusely asked.

"How do I know!" The short man breathed a sigh of relief and said with lingering fear: "There is the seal of the old man outside the core of the mountain. How could it... suddenly become like this?"

"By the way, who said what ancestors came from just now?" The rich man suddenly remembered the previous words, but because the situation was urgent, he didn't remember them too clearly.

The tall and thin man next to him who had been silent all the time, looked at the dark golden core slowly turning in front of him, organized some language before saying:

"This mountain core is something the old man brought from...that place, a treasure smelted by the ancestors of the human race. It is said to have something to do with Kunlun."

"What's going on today?" asked the short man on the side.

"A treasure in the Great Wilderness, when encountering his own tribe, will produce 'retrace'. The older the treasure, the stronger the power of 'retrace', until an ancient torrent is produced." The tall and thin man looked at the core of the mountain, his eyes full of complexity.

"I know, so..." The rich man wanted to ask, but suddenly he seemed to think of something, his eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at the tall and thin man and asked, "You mean... there are ancient ancestors here..."

“…bloodline?!”

For a moment, the three of them were silent at the same time, and they couldn't help but think of the boy who was blown away by the yellow sand in the sky before...

......

The core finally calmed down.

When Zhao Xiaochuan shouted, the whole world suddenly became calm.

"Huh?" Zhao Xiaochuan felt the burning and tingling sensation on his body weakened, and even gradually disappeared, so he carefully put down his blocked hands.

The surrounding wind and sand completely dissipated, revealing this dim and even looking at the somewhat depressing world. Zhao Xiaochuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Ahem, I'm damn, this... is poisonous!?"

Before, the wind and sand were strong, and Zhao Xiaochuan didn't feel anything. Now that everything has calmed down, he realized that the air around him is inexplicably heavy. He took a sip and it seemed as if he had sucked countless sand. It was choking at first, but after entering the abdomen, a feeling of dullness suddenly came from his entire lungs, as if a big stone was installed on his chest. And this feeling was spreading rapidly to his body, and the whole body seemed to be filled with lead...

“This air is … poisonous…”

Zhao Xiaochuan kept pinching his neck and wanted to cough something out, but it was useless.

And at this moment, a dragon sounded suddenly in the world.

Zhao Xiaochuan was stunned, "Is there a dragon?"

Dragon is a legendary magical object. Can you see the dragon with your own eyes today? As the dragon sounded, Zhao Xiaochuan's feeling of heaviness seemed to be lighter.

Zhao Xiaochuan didn't care about jamming his neck, or even the rough air around him and his burning lungs. He quickly got up from the ground and looked at the source of the sound.

Standing on the hillside, Zhao Xiaochuan only saw the broken walls in front of him, and there seemed to be waves in the broken rock piles. Because the distance was too far, Zhao Xiaochuan couldn't see clearly, so he set up a small tent on his head with his hand and squinted his eyes, and then he saw the amazing scene.

In the distance, there seemed to be an invisible wind eye in the sky, constantly circulating between the mountains. The broken walls and the giants who collapsed on the side were constantly being pulled by the wind eye. The gravels of the mountain were swept into the air, and the wind eye continued to move forward. The ancient mountains and earth on the way forward were also broken inch and then wrapped in the air. At the beginning, the wind eye could still be seen, but as the wind eye moved forward, the gravel mountains followed the way, like a yellow dragon. And the rocky land was swept into the sky, and they were really mixed together around the wind eye, and there was a few traces of dragons walking on the rough sky and the earth.

The giant rock dragon was originally at least ten miles away, and Zhao Xiaochuan could not see clearly. He could only see flying sand and rocks, and the dragon shape was blurred. But gradually, Zhao Xiaochuan kept observing and finding that the giant rock dragon was becoming clearer and clearer...

Zhao Xiaochuan was stunned, "Damn it! Is this coming to my side again???"

When I saw it again, I was shocked. The giant dragon of rocks was originally just moving forward simply, but now it is getting bigger and bigger and more realistic. It is actually a dragon waving its tail and whipped its tail on the mountain beside it, shattering an 800-foot mountain in the waist, absorbing the falling rocks, becoming more and more vivid. In a faint way, a dragon head gradually emerged.

The brown dragon is still several thousand meters away, but the huge and chaotic wind pressure is approaching. The originally calm world actually rolled up the wind again, or in other words, these hurricanes originally came from the gradually forming brown dragon!

"I'm going, I'm going, why are you coming to me? Damn, what should I do??"

Zhao Xiaochuan was an honest and good socialist young man two days ago. He had never been exposed to these gods and ghosts at all. He read little novels. The situations in front of him were completely beyond his cognition.

"I...I..."

Zhao Xiaochuan turned around and wanted to leave, but looked behind him. A giant straight upward stood in front of him. The huge mountain was steep and ferocious. Zhao Xiaochuan looked left and right, and the mountain was boundless and could not see the head. Zhao Xiaochuan looked up again. The straight mountain was like a sharp sword until it penetrated into the sky.

In short, I just can't retreat, I can only fight head-on.

Frontal...

"I won't practice anymore, okay..." Zhao Xiaochuan sat on the ground, so anxious that he was about to cry.

This is not a fairy school. This god's mother school just flies to you, and you still want to eat your appearance.

In the distance, the brown dragon had already taken shape, and countless rocks finally condensed the hideous dragon head. The scarlet eyes were actually staring at him!

"No, what do you think I'm doing? I didn't ask you for something and didn't mess with you..." The dragon was still a hundred meters away, but Zhao Xiaochuan had to cry and explain, "Can you stop eating me? I'm a little girl, why don't you continue eating stones? Is it okay? There's enough stones here."

Zhao Xiaochuan shouted in a trumpet-shaped voice while pointing at the huge mountain behind him. But when he turned around, he saw a man in white standing behind him.

"Damn it, your uncle, what...what...ghost!" This time, it was just a person who scared Zhao Xiaochuan very much.

The man was tall and wore a plain white coarse cloth robe. The material seemed to be very ordinary. His clean long hair was draped on his back and waist, his temples were divided into thin hair hanging on his chest, and he was stranded on his side and behind his head, forming a simple braid so that his hairstyle would not be scattered.

I couldn't tell what I felt, but there seemed to be cold stars between my eyebrows and eyes, and my face was strong. At first glance, it seemed that the students were proud and righteous. When I looked again, I found that there was a sense of indescribability between my eyebrows, and inadvertently, a domineering aura that looked down on the world in my eyes.

Then, it feels... very gentle.

"You...you are?" The man in front of him seemed to have a charm that made people fall in love with, which made Zhao Xiaochuan automatically ignore the suspiciousness of his appearance.

But a stream of wind that gradually increased suddenly made Zhao Xiaochuan remember the giant dragon that was getting closer and closer in the distance.
Chapter completed!