Chapter: 1842
Compared with the dragon clan guarding outside the cracks in the void space, there is no aura of the dragon clan in the vicinity of the Eastern Ancient Land, which also allows me to easily break the barrier of this space again and enter it.
I still hide my breath first, and there is no upright appearance.
With my current realm and strength, if I want to hide my breath, people under the half-immortal can only perceive that I am a mass of air. Above the half-immortal and below the Dachengjin fairyland, I can't find my trace at all, only the Dachengjinxian. The existence of the above, and the strength of the soul is not weaker than mine, it is possible to discover my concealment.
As for Xue Li...
"I know what you're doing, don't worry, now unless it's Jiang Baiqian, no one can easily find my breath."
Xue Li mobilized the power of the wheel-turning king's immortal position, and his breath was almost invisible.
I nodded to him, then turned my attention to the Eastern Ancient Land.
The four Dongsheng mountain peaks are all wrapped in white clothes!
White cloth, curtains, plain flowers...
The decorations used in funerals have all decorated the four mountains of Dongsheng!
Moreover, in the mid-air, there were faintly falling paper money, and the entire Eastern Ancient Land was filled with a sad atmosphere.
My face was as usual, but my mood was complicated beyond words.
In addition, at the Jiashan Mountain, there was a low-pitched mourning music, which was ethereal and long, as if it had come from the ancient underworld...
This sound of mourning music, with a sad tune and an unknown language, is not a human language, but more like the chorus of animals.
I mobilized the spirits, and the middle-level spirits were like a large net covering the four mountains in the entire Eastern Ancient Land, so as to explore the changes in these four mountains in more detail.
Soon, my brows moved.
Except for those disciples on Dingshan, the breath of the other three mountains has changed greatly.
Yishan, which was occupied by Zhang Youliang's waste immortals, did not have any aura of divine power, and Bingshan also did not have any taste of first holy air. It seemed that everyone gathered on the most important Jiashan in Dongsheng!
In addition, on the top of Jiashan, there is no dragon power of any Shenlong family, all the dragons are hovering in the air!
There is no rest, no pause in the circling!
My eyes don’t seem to be limited by distance. I look into the distance and penetrate the clouds. I can clearly see that the few remaining dragons in the Eastern Ancient Land are circling rhythmically in the space, but the rhythm is slow, which can depress people’s hearts. .
It can also be found that the sound of mourning music was uttered by these circling dragons. They sang it in their mouths, and then used the dragon power as a transmission to spread thousands of miles away.
Only the dragons danced and danced, and the dragons chanted and sang music, all showing the extraordinaryness of this funeral!
Of these divine dragons, the strongest is Xiaocheng Jinxian, and most of them are only in the realm of Xiaoxian, so there is no need to be particularly careful.
And my eyes stared at the center of those dragons, there was a golden coffin, nine dragons were carved on the coffin, and eighty-one snow-white dragon balls were decorated. If nothing else, inside the coffin , that is, where Wang Mingming's body is placed.
"What those dragons are dancing is the dance of Daxing, and what they sing is the joy of Kangtian. Have you seen that golden coffin? Made of Haotian dragon gold, it is extremely precious and can be used to make treasures! This is the funeral of the dragon, the highest of the dragon family. A standard funeral will last for a total of 100 days."
Xue Li said beside me.
I remained silent. The funeral ceremony was really indescribably high, and it was enough to see that the entire ancient land mourned together and all the dragons guarded the spirits together.
But my mind at the moment is not here.
I am curious, how did Wang Mingming die? What does it have to do with me.
When Wang Mingming used a real dragon to turn me into a real dragon and forced me to death, I knew that the relationship between us might never go back to the past. Whether it was me or she, there was something buried in my heart. thorns.
But what I want to know is, why did she have to kill me?
In addition to the immortal position, what is the reason.
Now, if she is really dead, then the real reason why she must kill me may also be buried forever.
This will also be a knot that I will never untie.
Thinking about it, I immediately headed towards Jiashan.
At this time, Xue Li on my shoulder said: "Chen Nian, that Long Zhenting doesn't know the cause of Wang Mingming's death, I am afraid that even if you ask those dragons who are guarding the spirit to cross-examine, you will not be able to find a name. In this Eastern Ancient Land, there may be no one who knows."
Xue Li's words were naturally thought of long ago in my heart.
Long Zhenting is regarded as the person with the highest status except for a few elders of the Shenlong clan. If there is no information from his memory, let alone the other Shenlongs.
As for Zhang Youliang's waste immortals and Guo Jiantong, it is obviously impossible to know.
"I thought about it, you have two options now, the first way is to take the golden coffin directly, take out Wang Mingming's body, and find the cause of her death by yourself. Strength, with all your strength, it shouldn't be difficult."
Xue Li gave me advice again.
My body paused slightly and asked him, "What about the second one?"
"The second way is to wait for the two divine dragons in the void and turbulent land to come out. One of them is the commander of these divine dragon clans in the mortal world, and he should know the cause of Wang Mingming's death."
Xue Li said again.
After listening to his words, I raised my brows, Xue Li's two methods are indeed feasible.
but……
I have a third way. JrNovels.com
I still hide my breath first, and there is no upright appearance.
With my current realm and strength, if I want to hide my breath, people under the half-immortal can only perceive that I am a mass of air. Above the half-immortal and below the Dachengjin fairyland, I can't find my trace at all, only the Dachengjinxian. The existence of the above, and the strength of the soul is not weaker than mine, it is possible to discover my concealment.
As for Xue Li...
"I know what you're doing, don't worry, now unless it's Jiang Baiqian, no one can easily find my breath."
Xue Li mobilized the power of the wheel-turning king's immortal position, and his breath was almost invisible.
I nodded to him, then turned my attention to the Eastern Ancient Land.
The four Dongsheng mountain peaks are all wrapped in white clothes!
White cloth, curtains, plain flowers...
The decorations used in funerals have all decorated the four mountains of Dongsheng!
Moreover, in the mid-air, there were faintly falling paper money, and the entire Eastern Ancient Land was filled with a sad atmosphere.
My face was as usual, but my mood was complicated beyond words.
In addition, at the Jiashan Mountain, there was a low-pitched mourning music, which was ethereal and long, as if it had come from the ancient underworld...
This sound of mourning music, with a sad tune and an unknown language, is not a human language, but more like the chorus of animals.
I mobilized the spirits, and the middle-level spirits were like a large net covering the four mountains in the entire Eastern Ancient Land, so as to explore the changes in these four mountains in more detail.
Soon, my brows moved.
Except for those disciples on Dingshan, the breath of the other three mountains has changed greatly.
Yishan, which was occupied by Zhang Youliang's waste immortals, did not have any aura of divine power, and Bingshan also did not have any taste of first holy air. It seemed that everyone gathered on the most important Jiashan in Dongsheng!
In addition, on the top of Jiashan, there is no dragon power of any Shenlong family, all the dragons are hovering in the air!
There is no rest, no pause in the circling!
My eyes don’t seem to be limited by distance. I look into the distance and penetrate the clouds. I can clearly see that the few remaining dragons in the Eastern Ancient Land are circling rhythmically in the space, but the rhythm is slow, which can depress people’s hearts. .
It can also be found that the sound of mourning music was uttered by these circling dragons. They sang it in their mouths, and then used the dragon power as a transmission to spread thousands of miles away.
Only the dragons danced and danced, and the dragons chanted and sang music, all showing the extraordinaryness of this funeral!
Of these divine dragons, the strongest is Xiaocheng Jinxian, and most of them are only in the realm of Xiaoxian, so there is no need to be particularly careful.
And my eyes stared at the center of those dragons, there was a golden coffin, nine dragons were carved on the coffin, and eighty-one snow-white dragon balls were decorated. If nothing else, inside the coffin , that is, where Wang Mingming's body is placed.
"What those dragons are dancing is the dance of Daxing, and what they sing is the joy of Kangtian. Have you seen that golden coffin? Made of Haotian dragon gold, it is extremely precious and can be used to make treasures! This is the funeral of the dragon, the highest of the dragon family. A standard funeral will last for a total of 100 days."
Xue Li said beside me.
I remained silent. The funeral ceremony was really indescribably high, and it was enough to see that the entire ancient land mourned together and all the dragons guarded the spirits together.
But my mind at the moment is not here.
I am curious, how did Wang Mingming die? What does it have to do with me.
When Wang Mingming used a real dragon to turn me into a real dragon and forced me to death, I knew that the relationship between us might never go back to the past. Whether it was me or she, there was something buried in my heart. thorns.
But what I want to know is, why did she have to kill me?
In addition to the immortal position, what is the reason.
Now, if she is really dead, then the real reason why she must kill me may also be buried forever.
This will also be a knot that I will never untie.
Thinking about it, I immediately headed towards Jiashan.
At this time, Xue Li on my shoulder said: "Chen Nian, that Long Zhenting doesn't know the cause of Wang Mingming's death, I am afraid that even if you ask those dragons who are guarding the spirit to cross-examine, you will not be able to find a name. In this Eastern Ancient Land, there may be no one who knows."
Xue Li's words were naturally thought of long ago in my heart.
Long Zhenting is regarded as the person with the highest status except for a few elders of the Shenlong clan. If there is no information from his memory, let alone the other Shenlongs.
As for Zhang Youliang's waste immortals and Guo Jiantong, it is obviously impossible to know.
"I thought about it, you have two options now, the first way is to take the golden coffin directly, take out Wang Mingming's body, and find the cause of her death by yourself. Strength, with all your strength, it shouldn't be difficult."
Xue Li gave me advice again.
My body paused slightly and asked him, "What about the second one?"
"The second way is to wait for the two divine dragons in the void and turbulent land to come out. One of them is the commander of these divine dragon clans in the mortal world, and he should know the cause of Wang Mingming's death."
Xue Li said again.
After listening to his words, I raised my brows, Xue Li's two methods are indeed feasible.
but……
I have a third way. JrNovels.com
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