Chapter 742 The Dilapidated Palace

In the dark cave, a drunk man holds up a torch.

Ahead, the long sword in the eagle's hand was like a dragon, cutting pieces of hard rock from the rock wall, and whenever the accumulation reached a certain level, Dean would wave his sleeve.

Immediately, the rocks flew out of the cave.

"I think I'm quite talented, but I never thought that there is really someone who can never forget and learn it! Maybe only people like you can master a "horizontal practice" kung fu at this age to a great height. !"

The drunk looked at Dean with a wry smile.

Before, after deciding to move on, the completely sealed door naturally became the biggest obstacle.

Fortunately, although the surrounding walls are hard, they have not reached the point where gold and iron are hard to hurt, and the long sword in Crack Eagle's hand is a resounding weapon. To deal with these rocks, as long as you have enough strength and corresponding skills, you can It won't be difficult.

The only thing to care about is how to deal with the cut stones.

But when the drunk volunteered to be a 'mover', he was rejected by Dean.

Then, the drunk and Cracked Eagle saw a scene that made them even more unbelievable.

Dean simply flipped through the books that recorded the "Dragon Capture Technique", and then performed it very easily.

Moreover, not only the 'Capturing Dragon Art', but also the invisible sword energy!

Only the bone erosion palm was thrown aside by Dean and ignored.

Then, just like before, the three of them started digging on the side of the iron gate.

Drunk was lighting, Crackhawk was digging stones, and Dean was porter.

"Before... was Jiang Xiong a saint?"

With a little hesitation, the drunk asked.

"It doesn't count!"

Dean answered bluntly. At the same time, he waved his hand again.

Suddenly, the stone rolled out.

Undoubtedly, it is quite easy to use, even if it is somewhat incomplete——

Not only in the incomplete state,

is also like this.

However, Dean has no regrets.

In fact, what Dean gained during this trip has exceeded his expectations.

Not only that, these martial skills belong to 'Qi'. There is also the 3000xp value provided by Jiang Xiong when he died.

For Dean, it was an unexpected surprise.

If it weren't for the fact that the ultimate goal has not been achieved, Dean would be absolutely delighted.

And through the judgment of the xp value, Jiang Xiong's level has also become quite easy to judge. He already has his own vague path. In terms of emerald, it is the gold of the new level. But in Bai Ye, it should have touched the 'Holy' level.

You only need to complete the 'new' gold level, and the opponent will be at the 'holy' level.

Still, obviously. This is an impossible thing.

The body dies and the road disappears!

Everything is as simple as that.

"But Jiang Xiong's previous performance..."

The drunk looked suspicious.

"Jiang Xiong has already touched the 'road', and is only one step away from the real holy level, so Wu Wei is not Jiang Xiong's opponent at all, not only because of Jiang Xiong's strength, but also because of Jiang Xiong's 'road'— —Under his aura, he seems to be in a state where it is difficult to make a move. Even if he breaks through forcefully, 100% of his strength is only half left!"

Dean said lightly.

"'the way'?"

Once under Jiang Xiong's momentum. The drunk man who had been affected couldn't help frowning.

Before, the drunk thought that he was influenced by the opponent's aura, but according to what Dean said now, he was influenced by the opponent's "way".

So... what is the 'way'?

The question that popped up in his heart made the drunk man ask in puzzlement.

"What is the 'way'? You need to ask yourself, I can't answer - my answer is just my 'way'!"

Dean shook his head.

"Ask us?"

The drunk man was stunned, and subconsciously asked, "Have you reached the holy level?"

"pass!"

Before Dean could answer, the crackling eagle's shout came from ahead.

Clang!

Amidst the clatter of long swords and rocks, a hole the size of a fist appeared in front of the three of them, and a scorching air flow flowed into the hole along the hole.

The fiery red light illuminated the black cave and kept beating.

Clang!

The long sword in Lie Ying's hand turned again, and the fist-sized hole immediately became a hole for one person to pass through.

However, there is no road in front of this cave.

There is only a raging heat wave.

Standing at the entrance of the cave and looking down, there is flowing lava hundreds of feet away. Just seeing it is shocking.

And as the eyes moved, a slightly broken palace was suspended above the lava, connected by a narrow bridge to the cliff where the three of them were.

There should have been a passage there, but at this moment it was blocked by the seamless fine iron.

However, these are not the most important-

"My 'Qi' has been suppressed!"

Cracking Eagle looked at the flowing lava, but frowned the next moment.

"mine too!"

The same goes for drunks.

"I can still mobilize some!"

Dean had a different answer.

"Can you reach the narrow bridge?"

asked the drunk.

"able!"

Dean answered affirmatively, and at the same time, the whole person floated out, pointing his toes on the cliff. Several traces appeared on the narrow bridge.

"So, good luck!"

The drunk man looked at Dean's back, waved his hand, and then turned around to look at Cracked Eagle with a resigned expression. Sighed softly: "It's useless, this place is really special!"

"Are you trying to comfort me?"

Cracked Hawk kept his eyes fixed, staring closely at Dean's receding figure.

"I'm comforting myself too!"

The drunk man groped towards the side while talking, and after groping for nothing again, he remembered that his wine jar was gone.

"At this time, I really want to drink!"

The drunk sighed again.

...

Like a feather. Dean floated down on the narrow bridge.

The moment his toes landed on the bridge, Dean felt a coolness spread from his toes to his whole body, and the high temperature and scorching sensation brought by the previous magma were swept away.

"Cold jade?"

Dean looked down at the narrow bridge under his feet, making some uncertain guesses.

first. The value of cold jade is quite high, not to mention that it is used to build bridges, even if it is worn on the body, it is invaluable.

Secondly, the texture of the bridge under the feet is not like the texture of cold jade.

Almost subconsciously, Dean spread his perception.

Suddenly, a cold feeling rose from the bottom of Dean's heart.

It can be said to be truly 'frozen' to the heart.

"This is...'Domain'?"

And in this state. Dean noticed something out of the ordinary, and Dean was shocked.

Very familiar!

area!

Dean can sure be domain!

But, precisely because of this affirmation. Dean will be even more shocked!

'Domain' can affect the material world to some extent, but all of them are abilities that can only be obtained after the 'domain' has reached an extreme level.

And the complete materialization of the 'domain'...

Dean had never thought of such a thing.

Or, Dean thought about it, but didn't care.

Because, that would be quite far away from him.

after all. He hasn't even formed a 'domain' yet, how can he talk about the 'domain' reaching its peak. And what about after that?

However, that didn't stop Dean from seeing what happened after that. Dean's wariness and... inquiry.

Dean moved forward step by step, walking in unison and firmly.

And his perception spread across the entire 'narrow bridge', hoping to see something different from it.

However, it is a pity that when he walked across the entire narrow bridge, he found nothing more.

"Is it because the strength is not enough, or is it because the 'path' is different?"

Standing on the steps in front of the square in front of the palace, Dean frowned slightly.

However, the next moment, Dean turned around and moved on.

He has not forgotten his original purpose of coming here.

The square in front of me was empty except for the necessary decorations, and there was only one road, which led directly to the palace in the distance.

Dean looked at the palace in the distance——

It should have been pavilions, jasper and gold tiles, and bright red walls.

However, a huge pothole appeared on one side of the palace, making the entire palace incomplete, and most of the necessary decorations were also destroyed.

At the very least, Dean needs to discern a bit before he can discern what the original palace was like from the ruined walls.

And what caused the scene in front of me was naturally the so-called 'outer meteor'!

Without further delay, Dean walked quickly towards the palace.

Without the so-called door blocking, Dean walked straight into the palace and walked towards the most serious collapsed direction.

"Young man, can you stop for a while?"

A slightly old voice sounded.

Dean paused, turned his head and looked towards the place where the sound sounded - although Dean had guessed that there was someone here before entering the palace, his perception had not been able to lock on to the other party.

It wasn't until the other party had just opened his mouth that Dean locked the other party firmly.

This is an old man with white beard and hair, sitting cross-legged on the ruined ground, with an abnormal blush on his face.

"The leader of the Martial League?"

Dean asked.

ps second update~

Said decadently back~

However, I am a little tired!

I fell asleep last night until noon today, and slept for a whole night plus a morning, but that's it, I still feel so decadent that I haven't rested!

Sure enough, the youthful days of staying up all night for half a year are gone forever?

Also, does anyone want to be a sub-moderator?

Thanks to the wandering son of the world, the reward of turtle0920200 starting point currency, and the reward of 100 starting point currency of Baratheon~~~Decadent bows again and thank you for your support~~~(To be continued)

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