"Captain … forget it. We can’t take this senior with us."
Qianxue persuaded, "Aren’t we looking for the remains of the real dragon?"
She euphemistically woke Lu Chen to give up their strength, even though the strong man had been dead for many years, she could not shake it.
This is not quite the same as the emperor’s corpse covering the sky. If the emperor’s bones are covered with thousands of snow, the operation method can still be taken away, at least a distance can be moved.
However, this skeleton of a martial arts warrior with great secret blood has a kind of obsession, which seems unwilling to leave this place, or it must be taken away by a specific person.
In addition, let alone Liu Chen and Qian Xue, even if the Lord of Wushen Mountain comes, it may not take away this skeleton.
But Liu Chen frowned, and he was really unwilling to see the skeleton of a martial arts warrior with great secret blood, which was too referential for him and might help him fight.
"Would you like to fight side by side with me? I promise to bring you back to power."
Lu Chen chattered with the skeleton and didn’t know if it was spiritual. He took out the regicide. "What do you think of this Dao, senior? Why don’t you go ahead?"
Thousands of snow silently turned around and said when the captain was so shameless
You don’t want to fight side by side with your predecessors, do you?
However, although Lu Chen’s words are relaxed, he still has awe in his heart. He doesn’t think this is a blasphemy.
If one day he dies, he will also hope that his bones can be integrated with Tianjiao weapons in the new era and continue to fight. He likes fighting and dying.
The secret blood fighters in Lu Chen’s brain circuit are all the same, aren’t they? It’s not interesting to sit alone on someone else’s throne and go out with the younger generation to smash the world.
However, the jade-white skeleton sat there quietly without movement, and it passed away for too many years. It was also Lu Chen’s bloodline that happened to resonate and got some opportunities
Lu Chen was a little upset and forced JingXie out of the bones. The bones still did not exclude the absorption of JingXie. Lu Chen established an inexplicable connection.
But this time, Lu Chen didn’t see the illusion again and didn’t help comb the ancient scriptures. He tried to move the bones and remained motionless.
Finally, Lu Chennai got up and said, "It’s limited when we leave. Let’s go to other places to see."
He is very sad in his heart, but he really can’t move. He can put it here first.
He is not afraid that his tianjiao will take the bones away, and neither he nor Qian Xue’s secret blood fighters can move, let alone others.
Modern painting pear clothes and his party successfully entered the ancient ruins, and after nearly a month of exploration, they have gained a lot
Nothing can be done with the elixir, and a few pieces of pear clothes have been picked up, which are probably fairy-level full-graded equipment. Miracles can still make
"This should be the time when the gods came in to explore the tianjiao, otherwise they would have been gone by the years."
Lu Ming looked at the painted pear clothes and picked up the bracelet, which is a magic weapon. Spirituality has not yet dispersed.
If everything in the ruins is fairy level, it will definitely not be able to resist the long years. However, some weapons and magic weapons in the 100,000-year-old burial calendar are lucky and may remain in modern times if they are properly placed.
Painting pear clothes doesn’t mean putting away jade bracelets. "But we’re not here to pick up garbage."
Xia Mi …
Lu ao …
What’s this called picking up garbage?
Hey, Versailles, don’t do this either. Okay! ?
No, the seeker will cry when he hears it.
However, the painting of pear clothes really didn’t mean to find all kinds of small opportunities in the ruins. She entered the ruins to help Lu Chen show the way and see if she could find some clues about Yu Zhenlong’s remains.
After nearly a month of exploration in this vast relic, they found nothing.
After listening to Liu Chenxing’s painting of pear clothes, the people were particularly cautious. Because of the help of Liu Chenmen’s black light group during the burial period, it was very dangerous to come in this place at certain times.
They can’t guarantee that this is a special time every thousand years, but after exploring for a while, they found that it was really the same as the description of Lu Chensuo’s time, and there were no traces of life activities and no horror appeared
Therefore, their bravery has gradually increased, and the ruins have been searched rapidly.
"Let’s go and have a look."
Painted Pears and Clothes replied frequently to Lu Chen, and they were going to explore the building complex in Lu Chen at this time to see if the skeleton of Dacheng Secret Blood Warrior was still there.
Lu Ming was also very interested after learning about the situation. Of course, he was more curious about his lineage than the remains of the real dragon.
A few people with vast ruins traveled for several hours before they came to that magnificent building complex.
According to Lu Chen’s guidance, they went straight to the deepest hall.
After entering the main hall, Lu Ao hasn’t gone far enough to see the figure of the throne sitting in a pan. Just like Lu Chen and Qian Xue, he saw a dignified man sitting in a pan, which looked like a whole star in King’s Landing.
Men can’t really see their faces, but they feel resolute, which is full of masculinity, handsome and dignified with edges.
When he was about to be overwhelmed by that momentum, his forehead was covered with fine sweat when he was awakened by Xia Mi’s voice.
Although he woke up early, if he came alone, I’m afraid it would be difficult for him to get rid of the sense of coercion at first sight.
Several people came to the throne to observe the statue of bones.
"I’m afraid Brother Lu will be disappointed. He also said that he couldn’t take the bones away."
Xia Mi laughed. "But it’s a good thing for Brother Lu. At least this chance is not cheap for others."
Lu Ming carefully stretched out his hand to test it. When Lu Chen woke up, he directly forced JingXie out of the body, but when he was half an inch away from the top of the skull, he was annihilated by a destructive breath.
Seeing this, Xia Mi stepped back a few steps. "Is it so scary to see no energy fluctuation near …"
She felt that the breath was strong enough to shatter herself from the root.
Next to this statue of pear-painted clothes, there is a slight wrinkle in her eyebrows. She always feels that this skeleton looks familiar, and the energy breath of annihilating Lu Ying’s secret blood also makes her feel that she has never seen it before.
She held out her hand and tried to touch it. She was stopped by Lu Yao’s psychic force and said, "I will die."
Lu Ming’s strength forcibly touched the skeleton, perhaps because he was injured by the earthquake, but his comprehensive attributes were more than 20 points higher than those of painted pear clothes.
Painting pear clothes gave up his absurd idea that the group communicated with Lu Chen frequently. "The bones are still modern, and there are no competitors to follow up. We can find a way to take Gdzilla and continue to focus on exploring the ruins. I will send you the nodes I saw before."
Painting pears and clothes to explore the ruins is much better than Lu Chen and his party’s three non-Emirates. It is by no means a gain.
Many of them have found ancient weapons in the architectural relics department, and some of them should have been barely able to judge 100 thousand years ago according to Lu Hua