Beigong Wushuang felt that she needed time to process the information she needed, that is to say, in such a short time, Beigong Wushuang needed to know what this stone pillar actually meant.

Beigong Wushuang withdrew her gaze, looked at the wooden sword inserted in front of her, and stepped forward and pulled it out and held it in her hand.

"Let me see what you are!"

Beigong Wushuang held the wooden sword, turned around and looked at the obviously different stone pillar, and whispered.

Then, Beigong Wushuang walked towards that direction without hesitation, and the stone pillars were already standing there, like an old man looking at all kinds of people.

In this circle, people who can come in must have a certain talent.

But talent does not represent everything. Some people leave in a daze, and some people sit in this place.

This is the grave of many people, and the bones of many people exist in this place.

Sometimes, this place will suddenly appear in any corner of Longyuan.

Beigong Wushuang was guided, and there was a certain trace on him.

Maybe it's only one time that we can understand this matter.

That is when Beigong Wushuang truly understood this matter.

The stone pillars are somewhat different from the surrounding stone pillars. First of all, the color distribution is obviously darker than the surrounding ones, and the aura emitted from the stone pillars is also completely different.

This difference is even more inclined to something that is concise.

Maybe many times, I just don’t understand this.

This is the only difference that Beigong Wushuang could detect.

However, Beigong Wushuang forgot that the stone pillar was related to the wooden sword in his hand.

In other words, in this short period of time, the wooden sword and the stone pillar have formed a completely different feeling.

This feeling comes from the sword!

Sword Intention!

Unfortunately, everything is not that simple.

When everything is placed before you, there will naturally be reasons for it to exist.

Sometimes, this reason is more like something that needs to be discovered by oneself.

When Beigong Wushuang stood here, the whole world had changed.

There was a vast fog in front of me, as if once I stepped into this world, the fog naturally rose up.

Apart from the wooden sword in his hand, Beigong Wushuang could no longer see any other existence.

Under the vast fog, the place where it exists is more like a friend who cannot be intersected.

I have already revealed that there is almost no trace of existence, but the other party is still covered with a layer of goodness. What kind of existence is there under the veil?

Holding the wooden sword in his hand tightly, Beigong Wushuang closed his eyes.

The vast fog is just an illusion, and the truth is behind this layer of tulle.

Just keep your mind pursuing, and you will definitely find the source of that breath.

……………………

"Huo Family Tomb, Long March, is really good!"

Luo Bai looked up at the sarcophagus on the cliff and the big pit in front of him, and jumped into the big pit.

This action only happened in an instant. When he came to his senses, Luo Bai had already appeared at the bottom of the pit, surrounded by the white bones in armor. Such a scene looked a little creepy.

If a living person stays with the bones in a whole pit, the impact of the picture will definitely affect some people.

However, when Luo Bai stood here, he felt as if he had not noticed these things. He just looked at the bones slightly taller than him, with no feelings in his eyes, as if everything was already used to.

Get used to it?

How did Luo Bai get used to these things?

Perhaps, only at this time can many things become better.

Beauty is a word. Some people pursue this thing all their lives, and Luo Bai just did it.

When Luo Bai stood here, he had become a part of it. These things would become nutrients for Luo Bai and make him look stronger.

At this point, I'm afraid there will still be many people talking about Luo Bai, how did Luo Bai's strength enter Longyuan?

Some people will have some doubts in their minds, and they will even turn these doubts into sharp swords.

Only one person was stabbed at these swords - Luo Bai.

Luo Bai has never cared about how the world should view Luo Bai.

Luo Bai glanced at the right side, and there were countless skeletons, and nodded and walked forward along the aisle in front of him.

As you head to the end, something different must be there at one end.

However, every time Luo Bai took a step, there would be a little light breathing sound behind him.

The breathing sound was not particularly obvious, but as Luo Bai went further and further, the breathing sounds gathered together, and it also became a special existence.

Luo Bai noticed this matter and wanted to stop and take a look, but the attraction ahead was very obvious. Luo Bai thought of looking forward and then dealing with the matter behind him.

Therefore, Luo Bai did not stop his steps, and the breathing sounds behind him came one after another, one by one, and one by one, very shallow and very long.

"Dragon Lord's Tomb."

When he reached the end, Luo Bai saw a coffin. The coffin was black, with black faucets protruding at both ends, and his mouth was opened to reveal his teeth.

The coffin is a dragon body, with dragon claws. The scales on the dragon's body are particularly obvious, and the scales are very distinct. They look like they are being pulled down from some kind of monster and then placed on it.

It should be that he is about to turn into a dragon. Unexpectedly, after failure, his body will become part of the coffin, or even not the main existence.

If this monster knew about this, he would probably be furious to death. He was about to turn into a dragon. Unexpectedly, he would end up like this in the end. It was really a very difficult thing to imagine.

When Luo Bai saw this coffin, his first sentence was the so-called "Dragon Lord's Tomb".

So what exactly does the Dragon Lord’s Tomb exist?

The Dragon Lord’s Tomb does not mean that the existence of the burial here is the real dragon clan. Instead, the coffin itself is cast with the dragon body and the corpse is placed, which will become the so-called Dragon Lord’s Tomb.

Yes, the Dragon Lord’s Tomb is such a simple thing, but what is really important is the existence in the Dragon Lord’s Tomb. What is the identity of this existence? This is a relatively important thing.

However, it is not something that makes a scale that will become the so-called Dragon Lord’s tomb, just like the body of the coffin. Looks like this, the existence of a dragon transforms into a body of scales can be like this.

For such a coffin, the existence inside the coffin should be a particularly powerful figure.

I just don't know how to say this.

Luo Bai stood here and looked at the Dragon Lord’s tomb like this. What kind of person would be inside the Dragon Lord’s tomb?

Is it the leader of this army of bones?

Or something else exists?

Or should this person have a place in the sarcophagus on the cliff?

Just looking at this, I don’t know what happened to this matter, but if the lid of the coffin was lifted?

When the coffin lid is removed, no matter how much it hides inside, it will be hidden.

Luo Bai looked at the coffin and stepped forward, reached out to look over the dragon head, and touched the position of the coffin lid.

A cold touch came from the fingertips, and the faint feeling was as if it was not a sarcophagus under the palm of the hand, but an ice coffin.

But the feelings between the two are different. Luo Bai frowned, feeling that his feelings might be because he was feeling wrong.

Luo Bai groaned and tried his best to remove the coffin lid. The heavier the weight of the pound, in Luo Bai's opinion, it was just a matter of breath.

As soon as the lid of the coffin opened, a burst of penicillium aura came into his face, causing Luo Bai to retreat repeatedly. If the penicillium aura was contaminated with his body, it would be an amazing thing.

When the penicillium energy gradually dissipated, Luo Bai walked forward again and came to the coffin.

Inside are moldy official uniforms, corrupt official uniforms, and broken pieces of clothes, you can see the bones that are about to corrode. This scene looks a little weird.

But this is also the most realistic scene in the coffin.

If Luo Baiyi uncovered the lid of the coffin, he saw a living person, without breathing, his skin was blue and white, without a trace of blood.

Such people seem to be very normal, but time has passed so long, is it really that simple here?

Luo Bai was very glad that he saw such a scene. There was no strange change or strange statement. It seemed that no more existence could appear.

"The tomb of Dragon Lord was finally where Xuan Long was buried. It was still very good. Compared with the tomb of Huo Family on the cliff, it was already considered good."

Luo Bai reached out and grabbed the edge of the coffin. There was still a trace of moldy smell inside the coffin, and it seemed that everything was pretty good.

Just looking at this, Luo Bai understood the existence of the coffin and what the army of bones in the entire pit was.

The bottom of this pit is a six thousand dragon marching. Inside this coffin is the commander of the Dragon Walk, which is the existence of giving orders in the entire Dragon marching.

No wonder, when Long Yuan still existed, in ancient times, the commander of the Four Thousand Dragons March was indeed a real person. I am afraid that his strength could be compared with the real dragon clan, otherwise

It will not suppress these six thousand dragon marches with dragon clan bloodlines.

I just don’t know what kind of person this coach Longxing is.
To be continued...