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Latest website: In the bronze space, Wu Hao and Yuan Qingqing stand on the spot, looking at the Panlong in front of them, like two stone sculptures that have been decadent for thousands of years.

After reaching the foundation, they have not had this tremor for a long time. However, in front of the dragon, they once again felt that kind of pressure like ants.

The moment I saw this dragon, it seemed to stimulate a kind of instinct engraved in the bones and blood, which made people unconsciously weaken their knees. If they hadn't been lying on the ground at the beginning, they would have already knelt down.

But even so, their waking up obviously attracted the dragon's attention. Just as the longan with a large grinding plate slowly turned around, it was like looking at an ant on the side of the road, lightly glanced at them.

At the moment they met the dragon's eyes, they felt the huge pressure of the vast sea rushing into the sea of ​​consciousness, but this glance seemed to crush their souls.

This is not just a crushing power gap, but what is even more terrifying is the inherent imperial prestige.

Under this prestige, not only the body was so oppressed that he couldn't move, but even the consciousness seemed to be unable to function. Even the Demon King Pangyu once seemed to be just inconspicuous fine scales in front of him.

Because he is the real emperor, the real length of hundred scales, which should only exist in the legend-the ancestor dragon!

Even if they don't know the identity of the dragon, Wu and Yuan are already carving wood and plastic like clay at this time. I don't know how long it took before they woke up in a loud bell-like sound.

"Little boy Zhuji, dare to steal Penglai's Immortal Medicine?"

Zu Long didn't speak, but he seemed to have a voice directly from the sea of ​​self-knowledge, which made his brain aching.

Immortal medicine? What kind of medicine?

They stared at the huge golden dragon shadow and opened their mouths to ask, but under that kind of pressure, they couldn't even utter a word.

Even if they can speak, in front of this kind of existence, they don't have the courage to ask questions at all.

It's like a grass-minded audience meeting the emperor, only to answer, how can he dare to question?

"I have been here to guard China for thousands of years, and now some people dare to move this foundation. Such crimes have harmed China as a whole, and the setbacks and ashes are not enough to redeem it."

Zu Long's voice continued. He didn't look directly at them when he was speaking, it was probably because the two pawns in front of him were not enough to get into his eyes.

"If I am in full bloom, I will surely make you wait for the ashes to disappear so that you can see the world. But for now, I will grant you an amnesty and let you be an introduction to refining the elixir."

Refining the elixir?

He remembered Jiang Ling’s analysis just now: This refining cauldron is the eye of the big formation, and its function is to absorb the soul and spirit from the outside and refining it into a special pill. The big formation surrounding Ancheng is just for Prepare for this.

According to what the dragon said "when I was in full prosperity", it shows that it is not in full prosperity now, otherwise, with his power, it should not be imprisoned in this bronze cauldron space.

Is it possible that the immortal medicine made by this tripod was prepared for him?

Under tension, Wu Hao only felt his brain buzzing like a buzzing, and all kinds of clues were in a mess.

But he forced himself to be sober, and he had to think clearly about the situation at this time.

According to Zulong, he is here to guard China for thousands of years... Without this elixir, it would harm China... What is the connection between the two...

Although he didn't see the script, he also learned the legend of Qin Shihuang seeking the elixir of life when he was in high school. Could this immortal medicine be the life-saving medicine in the legend?

Continuing the life of Zulong, what does it have to do with guarding China...

Before he could think of anything, he listened to the ancestral dragon opening his mouth and chanting, the sound of the chant spreading throughout the space of the cauldron like the wind, and the unspeakable Longwei even came out of the cauldron and spread throughout the tomb.

On the ground at this time, the archaeologists scattered around the Shihuang Mausoleum suddenly stood up together, expressing tension.

"Abnormal spiritual response detected!" An abnormal bureau officer shouted, "This fluctuation... is a spooky elephant!"

Surrounding protectors surrounded him with his voice, picked up the big shovel and various tools, and digged a few meters in the area where the reaction occurred. After digging a few meters, they saw a slap-big ash and mud shadow wriggling on the shovel—not right. Is it the sprite that they are used to seeing, born out of death in the tomb?

"According to the instrument's display, there were a lot of spiritual reactions suddenly appearing around here just now. They were not very strong, but there were a lot of them. There should be more than a dozen." The person who mastered the instrument said.

"Basically, it is certain that the source of the spooky elephants in the city a while ago was in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. It is true that only this amount of lifeless energy can raise such a large number of little monsters."

Another thought: "But...this tomb demon, who was supposed to live in the Tomb of the First Emperor, suddenly ran into the city?"

A group of people were thinking about his words. After a long while, a black-faced man suddenly spoke.

"Although it's a bit outrageous... but this appearance suddenly reminds me of the mountains in my hometown."

The man said, "Have you ever gone into the mountain to beat wild beasts? Sometimes, the tigers and leopards in the mountain howled, and the small animals around heard it, and they were scared to run out! The old man in the family told me before, Once you see small things running out in groups, don't think about it, follow them quickly-because at this time, most of them heard the calls of wolves, tigers and leopards, and rushed to flee for their lives."

A group of people were stunned by this, and it took a while before they realized his analogy: "You mean, these ghosts are also because they perceive something more powerful than them, so they are scared into the city. run?"

"This situation is evil, I dare not say it." The man shook his head, but then turned to look at the tomb behind, "But if this is the case, there is something in this tomb that is calling..."

......

At the same moment, inside the bronze space.

As if a flame was lit up in an instant, Wu Hao's heart trembled, and a thread flashed out of his messy mind, linking all the fragments together.

Ancestral Dragon was not in full prosperity, and forcibly stayed here to guard, no matter how tyrannical the existence was, the loss of vitality could not be avoided in the past thousand years.

And the person who put him here on guard apparently had already thought of this, and had prepared a means of renewing his life early-this was the "fairy medicine" refined by the human soul.

If he had seen the script just now, he would have a deeper understanding: Zu Long was captured by the First Emperor, and his body and soul were separated to create the Great Wall. Leaving Shi Huang, his body has no spiritual power supply, and if he wants to continue to play a guarding role, he can only rely on external force to continue his life.

But immortal medicine always has a day to run out, but you can't slacken your defense. For this reason, Shi Huang also left behind-that is, the big formation surrounding Ancheng.

Once the reserved elixir is exhausted, the outside formation will begin to operate, pooling the outside soul and energy, and continuing to supply the needs of the dragon.

He has always only had China in his heart. In order to achieve the ultimate goal, he didn't mind sacrificing the lives of half of the city.

——It's just that this process shouldn't have happened so early, but the arrival of Su Yuzhu and his party changed everything a dozen days ago.

In the end, Jiang Ling’s inference was a little wrong: the process of collecting souls and spirits and refining immortal medicine was indeed started by Su Yuzhu, but it was not because of the tripod, but because ...They stole the "things" that belonged here.

Although they don't know the specific process or what methods they have used to break the ground under the eyelids of Zulong's existence. But according to the time point, it should be this group of people who stole the "immortal medicine" placed in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.

The ancestor dragon awoke, the emperor sighed, and the demons flee in fright.

Then, everything happened in Ancheng before.

......

Wu Hao can't completely straighten out such complicated details. But there is one thing he still wants to understand.

The soul eater from the outside world to be activated was prepared for the Ancestral Dragon, and the souls of outsiders were prepared for him.

If Han Jiangchen or Su Yuzhu were here, they would be aware of the strong soul and soul in this bronze space-this is the material collected from the outside world, and it is the prologue to the performance. Soon, the main show will be on the stage.

And now, he and Yuan Qingqing fell under the nose of this Zulong! And it seems to be regarded as the culprit!

Arguing is impossible. Given the current strength gap between the two sides, let alone redress, Zu Long might not even give them a chance to speak.

And even if it is given, what can it do? This dynasty once sacrificed to the monks across the country to fight against the Great Tribulation, and now it absolutely does not hesitate to drain another group of people, and of course they are also within the scope of this "group of people", no matter whether they are innocent or not, they must die. It's a matter of morning and evening.

They came here to say that they wanted to destroy the front line, but in the end, they lost themselves.

Not only him and Yuan Qingqing, but the three people outside Jiang Ling, Han Jiangchen and Xie Tianyang, and half of the people from Ancheng had to die.

Originally, their greatest confidence was that they had the backing of the school, no matter where they went, there was a school to give them back, but this time they couldn't even use the means of asking for help.

At this time, he suddenly missed Xiao Youyu a little--if he was here, he would definitely be able to come up with some magic trick to break the game at this time, right?

...It doesn't seem to work either. If that person really followed this time, he would have been abolished as early as when the law was banned.

Moreover, the difference in strength between them and the Ancestral Dragon in front of them is really too big, to the extent that it is completely impossible to make up for it by tactics.

what to do? How can I do?

Sitting there, Wu Hao felt like he wanted to break his head, but the more he thought about it, the deeper he could feel the despair.

If it was the previous visit to the gluttonous tomb, what he felt was a lack of strength and unwillingness; then, in front of Zu Long, all he could feel was the deepest weakness.

No matter what they say or do, it is not worth mentioning before this kind of existence. What you do can't even get into the eyes of the other person.

Now if they want to survive, the only way is to come up with a substitute for the elixir-but where do they find a substitute?

Just when he thought his mind was smoking, he heard Yuan Qingqing next to him suddenly move his lips and spit out a word.

"Wait…"

She murmured, as if trying to say something. But under that coercion, it was difficult to say a complete sentence.

Zu Long also didn't care about her words, even as if he didn't bother to look here, the dragon's mouth was still wide open and continued to show off.

In the midst of such a mighty power, Yuan Qingqing took a sigh of relief, mobilized his whole body's spiritual power, and then struggling to make a fight, unexpectedly confronting Zulong's pressure!

This is the oppression of a thousand-year-old emperor, she actually wants to resist?

Even Wu Hao, who was next to him, couldn't help but change his eyes, opened his mouth to ask, but couldn't make a sound.

She made a lot of effort. She should have used her milk-feeding energy, and there were bloodshots between her mouth and nose.

But after that, she took a few deep breaths, looked up at the Zulong entrenched on the top, and said something intermittently.

"Wait..." she gasped hard, "I...can...give you...make immortal medicine..."

It seemed that the flow of air stopped for a moment. When she said this, the air pressure in the entire space seemed to drop instantly.

Just because the ancestor Zulong listened, he lowered those huge eyes, and his gaze fell on her.

Since they came in, this is the first time Zu Long has looked at them. To be precise, it is to look at Yuan Qingqing directly.

"The immortal medicine?" The pair of longan still couldn't see the emotions. "The little **** who just builds the foundation will know how to refine the immortal medicine for immortality?"

When it said this sentence, Yuan Qingqing only felt that the pressure around her body dropped sharply. It seemed that Zu Long had deliberately withdrawn her power and gave her a chance to speak.

She took a few breaths in secret, both to adjust her breath and to calm her fierce heartbeat.

She is not stupid either, after a few conversations, she also wants to understand the current situation.

Now, the five people on his side, and the Ancheng people outside, are in a situation where their lives are hanging by a thread. If you want to save them, you have to come up with a substitute for the elixir-if anyone can do this, she is the only one.

She was not sure what the "immortality" medicine was.

But now, she still had a pill that could be used as a substitute—the pill that Hua Nianan gave to her, which "revived from the dead".

Although that side is costly and not necessarily useful, and she just knows the method and hasn't really experimented, but this is the only possibility of breaking the game right now.

"Yes, I know." Yuan Qingqing stared at Zulong above, "Moreover, I can practice it for you now."

Wu Hao, who was listening, was taken aback by what she said. Even if she is in a desperate situation and has to break through by tricks, Yuan Qingqing is not like the kind of person who can make up lies-can it be said ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ that she really knows what immortal medicine pill? When did the school teach this kind of thing?

But even if there is a pill, the only materials that can be used in this place are bronze and mercury. What does she want to make?

Somehow, Wu Hao suddenly felt a heart trembling.

Although there was no evidence, he sensed that something unknown was about to happen.

He tried his best to look up at Zulong above: After hearing this, there seemed to be a slight strange flash in the eyes of those twin dragons, but it was just flashing.

"As soon as you build a foundation, you want to make an immortal medicine?" Zu Long's voice was low, "What kind of substrate do you want?"

"Nothing is needed, no additional materials are needed." Yuan Qingqing shook his head, "The drug introduction of this immortal medicine only needs human essence and blood."

When she said this, she bit her lip, and then she mustered up her courage and raised her face abruptly.

"I will... do it with my own blood."