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Volume 2: The Legend of the Barbarians Chapter 363: Eighteen Levels of Hell

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    In view of the power of the Little Black Emperor's crow's mouth, everyone was determined not to discuss this issue with him too much. After climbing over the city wall, everyone had already entered the city. After entering the city, the eerie feeling became more obvious.  strong

    "Look" Lu Xu seemed to have discovered something on the edge of the city wall. When everyone gathered around, they saw that the city wall was covered with countless claw marks. These claw marks were very strange and were not the claw marks of any animals.

    "What do you think this was left by?" Wang Xia actually had a guess in his mind, but this guess was somewhat unable to explain the claw marks that were almost completely covered with the wall.

    "This seems to be a monkey's claw mark, but a monkey's claw mark shouldn't look like this" Jin Yu lay there and looked at it for a while and suddenly raised his head and said, "Is this left by a human?"

    "Human? Isn't it possible that the past entertainment activity of people in this city was to scratch the walls with their claws? I really admire these people's fingers." Mu Rong obviously couldn't accept this result. After all, it can be seen from the claw marks. These claw marks are not  It was not caused by force. In other words, these claw marks were left on the city wall by force of fingers. But everyone has seen how brutal this city wall is, even if the inner city inside is not as strong as the outer city.  Fierce, but definitely not something that can be done by human hands.

    "Tsk" Just when everyone was thinking about the strange claw marks, the Little Black Emperor directly chose to come forward and speak out. Although his black dragon body turned into a human form, it was much worse than the prototype, but it was definitely better than anyone present.  If you want to be cruel, even if Wang Xia's immortal body is stronger than the Little Black Emperor, it's just self-abuse.

    And the little black emperor's five fingers fiercely grabbed the wall, which attracted everyone to gather around, and everyone screamed at the sight.

    "Holy shit, are all the perverts living in this city?" Mu Rong looked at the claw marks left by the Little Black Emperor. The claw marks left by the Little Black Emperor were obviously much lighter than the claw marks on the wall, and they were also  That is to say, the guy with the claw marks on the wall is actually stronger than the Little Black Emperor in terms of physical strength.

    "Damn, I haven't heard that the Gods have such a powerful body. It's really weird." The little black emperor looked at his fingers. He was very sure that he had used all his strength to grab him just now, but even so, he couldn't fight against this wall.  Compared with the claw marks on the body, this has proved from the side that there is someone stronger than the body of their black dragon clan.

    "Everyone, be careful. I always feel that this city is not safe." Wang Xia felt panicked for no reason. Wang Xia thought for a long time and couldn't think of what kind of monster could have such a terrifying body. Moreover, this monster must have human hands.  , coupled with the height of the claw marks, this monster should be the same height as a human.

    "There is a painting here." Someone discovered something again. Everyone walked up and saw that it was a series of hastily painted murals. There were no dyes or brushes. They were carved entirely on the city wall with force.

    "Hey, these characters are not the characters we use." Wang Xia found that the characters here were very similar to various hieroglyphs, but it was obvious that he could not understand what the hieroglyphs were saying.

    "This is divine writing." The Little Black Emperor suddenly spoke, drawing everyone's attention to him. The Little Black Emperor frowned and looked at the paintings and words left on the wall. The words were very distorted.  It looks like it was left in a hurry, but the painting is very detailed. From the depth of the painting and the text, everyone can tell that it was not left by one person.

    "What is painted on this painting is the Eighteen Hells. It actually means that this city is more terrifying than the Eighteen Hells." The Little Black Emperor looked at it very carefully, but his words did not scare these people. Just listen to Lu Xu said  : "This is the tomb of the Gods. Of course they will leave all kinds of threats to scare future generations."

    "I'm afraid that's not the case. The words behind this are also carved by the gods, and the people who restrained these words are the nobles of the gods. Only the nobles can use the gods." The little black emperor said and some people frowned. Could it be the little black emperor?  Can¡¯t you understand the divine texts?

    As if he sensed everyone's doubts, he heard the Little Black Emperor start to talk about why he knew that the Divine Dragon Clan was a very ancient race. Among the five races today, the Dragon Clan was definitely the first to deal with the God Clan, and the Dragon Clan naturally learned from it.  The divine text dragons of the God Clan have a long lifespan, and each dragon will leave inherited memories for its descendants, so basically every noble dragon will know the divine text. However, too many years have passed since the divine text, and even if they know the divine text,  Dragons can no longer use divine words.

    "Never open the door to destruction." This is what the divine text above probably means, but the situation at that time should be like this. The little black emperor suddenly lay there, and then he looked behind him in panic, with his hands on the wall.  He could write quickly, because he didn't have much time, so he replaced the common characters with divine characters that were easier to write. However, because of nervousness and because he was not too familiar with the divine characters, his handwriting was very??Looking at the last few words, something terrible probably interrupted him, and then he had no time to write more.

    "The word "family" is only half written. If I guessed correctly, this should be a senior of the dragon clan" When the little black emperor said this, are all the seniors of the chameleon dragon clan?  They have always thought that they were the first people to enter here, but now it seems that there are people who came in before them?

    "This text was written only three thousand years ago." Jin Yu took a few steps forward, squatted in front of the text, and touched the words and pictures with his hands. "It is impossible to estimate the age of this picture. I am afraid it is ten times older than the combined age of all of us here."  It¡¯s much older, but this writing is only about three thousand years old.¡±

    No one would doubt Jin Yu, because Jin Yu had no reason to joke with everyone about this kind of thing. If we calculate it this way, one or even a group of people should have come here three thousand years ago, and then they browsed the city wall and entered like Wang Xia and others.  In this city, they may have discovered the Eighteen Levels of Hell map here, but they did not take it seriously. Instead, they entered the city directly. Then they must have encountered some bad luck. Then only one person escaped here and there  These words were written on the map of the Eighteenth Level of Hell, and then and then there was no more.

    "Then should we still go in" The Little Black Emperor swept his eyes across the whole place and said, "If I guess correctly, the person who left the words should be the dragon clan who suddenly disappeared three thousand years ago, that is, the contemporary Golden Dragon King.  grandfather"

    "This" After hearing the words of the Little Black Emperor, everyone was shocked. Three thousand years ago, the Golden Dragon King's grandfather, the Dragon King War Chief who was known as the strongest man in the heaven and stood proudly above the five clans and ten deities, mysteriously disappeared. The Dragon Clan had no explanation to the outside world.  , some people even speculated at that time that Zhan Kui failed to transform into the Dao and died.

    However, none of the claims have been confirmed. What makes people feel puzzling is that three thousand years ago, a dozen strong men of various races who were slightly worse than the War Leader also disappeared If the person who left the writing really  If he is the leader of the war, does that mean that the people who disappeared three thousand years ago formed a team and came here?

    "I'm afraid our guess is not wrong" Lu Xu also knew something, because one of the people who disappeared three thousand years ago was a senior of their Tianjian Sect.

    "Are we still moving forward?" The Little Black Emperor looked at the heavy tasks present. If those dozen people failed here three thousand years ago, then do they still need to go in?  Or in other words, can they still go out?

    "Do we have a way out?" Seeing everyone's worried look, Wang Xia said: "We have no way out, and even if there is a way out, I will not go back. What is the secret that my predecessors were searching for three thousand years ago?  ? What kind of strong man were they killed by? Don't you want to know where their bones are?" There is no doubt that Wang Xia's words are very tempting. When he heard Wang Xia's words,  Everyone who had lowered their heads raised their heads one after another.

    Indeed, the dozen or so seniors are all legendary figures, and some of them have even reached the level where they can incarnate themselves into Tao even further. And so many people have traveled all the way through mountains and rivers to get here, and they also have the opportunity to get here. They  Now it is equivalent to walking on the highest path taken by the predecessors. Being able to walk here like those legendary people makes their blood boil just thinking about it.

    "Wang Xia is right. If we have no way out, we will die. We can die with these seniors. What else can we be dissatisfied about?" Lu Xu was cheerful. He held the Long Yuan Sword in his hand and flicked it gently.  With a flick of the sword's edge, Long Yuan Sword made a dragon roar as if to inspire Lu Xu.

    "Damn, I've been through life and death difficulties all the way, but I haven't been scared. How come I'm so scared now? Who has my little black emperor been afraid of? I will become the most powerful dragon emperor in the dragon clan in the future." Little black emperor doesn't care about it now.  Is there any question of disobedience in his words? He just wants to shout more comfortably.

    "Hey, brother, my biggest dream is to die in a Jedi place. I think it would be great here. If we die here, no one will disturb our purity. When the time comes, we can become ghosts and play cards together." Mu Rong also shouted after him.  stand up

    For a time, the atmosphere in the venue became lively again, which was in sharp contrast to the gloomy place.

    Although everyone does not know why those seniors came here three thousand years ago, and what kind of power ended the terrifying power that neither the nine-tailed demon fox nor the golden eagle could stop, but now they have no way out. Going forward may mean death, but retreating is  There is no doubt that they will die. They all know how to choose between certain death and possible death (to be continued)

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