Chapter 467 Nine Songs Lailong, Desolate Clan Altar

Among the two accompanying formation masters, one of them was a boy with white hair and a fat body, wearing a blue jacket. At this moment, his eyes were shining brightly, and he shouted: "Nine-curved dragon, this is the nine-curved dragon in the mountains and rivers." Come dragon!"

Xiao Da stopped and asked: "Mr. Lu, what is Jiuqu Lailong?"

After Mr. Lu got excited, he was afraid that he could not be sure, so he glanced at another formation mage beside him. The formation mage also had gray hair on his temples, but his facial features were profound and his complexion was bronze. He met Mr. Lu's gaze and nodded.

Only now was Mr. Lu sure, pointing to the wasteland in front of him, he drew a line in the air with his finger, and said, "Look at these vegetation, they are here and there, but they are actually very regular. The lush vegetation in the east becomes abrupt in the middle, and the end ends Slowly, slender and long, like a dragon."

Everyone looked at what he said, and there were indeed some shadows of dragons, but it was too far-fetched to be convincing.

Another formation mage coughed lightly, and said solemnly: "These are just the landforms that appear on the surface. In the final analysis, water gathers in this wilderness and turns into dragon veins. If you don't believe me..."

He gestured in the air with his hand, pointed to a direction, and said, "You can cut from here, and you will definitely find the ancient river canal."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering if they should believe it.

Xiao laughed and said, "There's no need to cut it. Mr. Hu Tong and Mr. Lu's high energy, how could there be any fault?"

Hu Tong saw that many people still didn't believe it, so he didn't explain much, pointed to a certain place in front of him, and said: "Since the Jiuqu Lailong is planted here, there must be a tribe who lived there, and the core of the tribe should be here. The position of Longan."

He counted a few times with his fingers, his eyes flickered, pointed straight ahead, drew a circle, and said, "The place where water gathers."

Xiao Da opened a formation disk in his hand, checked it with the place Hu Tong pointed out, and said in surprise: "It really is that!"

Zhuge Shi said: "If that's the case, let's go there quickly. I also want to see what is so strange about the things left by the people of the Huang tribe, and if I can find a chance."

He licked his lower lip, a little excited. After all, the Desolate race was one of the eight most powerful races in the Middle Ages. If they really left something behind, they might be able to break through to the realm this time.

A group of people flew forward quickly, and soon came to a dilapidated building, most of which had been buried by the desert, only some walls were exposed, and it was difficult to see the clues without careful identification.

But in the center of this dilapidated building, there stands a black tower-like altar, covered with moss.

The altar is only more than ten feet high and covers an area of ​​three or four acres. It is not grand, it is in the shape of a pyramid, but the top is flat, and there are steps on three sides to go up.

Under the cover of green moss, a large number of wonderful runes can be vaguely seen, engraved on the altar one by one, without any cover. However, the corrosion of the years has still wiped out a large number of runes, and many of the traces can no longer be seen clearly.

Everyone became vigilant, because around the altar, there were a lot of traces of fighting, the ground was potholed, and some corpses could be seen. They were the first people who discovered the ruins.

Yang Qingxuan stared at the traces of the battle, and suddenly said: "It's strange, such a fierce fight, why didn't it affect the altar, even the green moss on it is still there."

When everyone heard it, they all felt reasonable.

Those potholes are not far from the altar, even if the attack deviates and does not land on the altar, at least the moss covering it will be blown away by the strong wind.

Xiao Daning said: "In this way, there should be a barrier on the altar to protect it from harm. But no matter how powerful the barrier is, it cannot resist the erosion of time and the desert environment."

Mr. Lu's eyes were fiery, and he said: "It should be so." His tone was a little excited, and he couldn't help but went forward to check.

Xiao Da stretched out his hand to stop him, then waved to the left and right, and the twenty guards immediately surrounded him and walked towards the altar slowly.

Suddenly, a shrill voice came from the altar, cut through the sky, and pierced everyone's ears.

That voice was not like a human voice, but like howling gods and ghosts, reflecting a misty, gloomy and gloomy scene in the daytime, which was creepy.

Everyone hurriedly backed away, and the twenty guards also dispersed for twenty or thirty feet, all staring nervously at the altar.

The voice didn't stop, it kept screaming, echoing in the world, like an unwilling struggle and cry.

It lasted for half a cup of tea before the voice suddenly stopped.

The atmosphere suddenly became weird, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling uneasy.

Zhuge Shi said with an ugly expression: "Xiao Da, what was the ghost screaming just now?"

Xiao Da didn't know either, and his complexion was also not very good-looking. He directed the guards and said, "Go and have a look."

Twenty guards walked over cautiously, and it took half a cup of tea before they reached the altar, obviously they were also a little scared.

The altar was in the shape of a pyramid, and they stepped up the steps from three sides without any hindrance.

Soon, all twenty people walked to the top of the altar, on a flat roof of about half an acre.

"Lord Xiao, nothing unusual was found." A guard walked to the edge of the top and reported to Xiao Dahui.

Xiao Da showed embarrassment, if he found something, it would be easier to deal with it, but now that he didn't find anything, he became more passive.

Hu Tong stared at the altar for a while, and said: "This enchantment should be able to block violent energy fluctuations, and it has no hindering effect on ordinary things."

He picked up a weathered stone and threw it towards the altar. After a few "booms", it fell on the steps.

Then he raised his hand again, and a palm strike slammed over, "rumbling" like a long dragon, the air wave swayed, and hit directly.

"boom!"

The air wave hit three feet in front of the altar, and was blocked by a force.

Not only that, the air wave was completely bounced back by the enchantment, and the moves were exactly the same, as if returning the other body in the same way.

Xiao Da waved his hand first, blocking the air wave in front of Hutong, "Mr. Hutong, you really have a good opinion."

Hu Tong's face was full of joy, and he said excitedly: "This kind of enchantment that can distinguish fluctuations can only be set up by some powerful beings. Moreover, it can completely rebound the power. Even in the central world, I have never heard of any faction that has such a barrier. It is arranged like this. This trip, just to learn the method of enchantment, is not in vain."

"In this case, there are two gentlemen. The twenty guards will go to the altar to protect the two gentlemen. We will guard under the altar to prevent wild beasts from appearing."

Xiao Da was also very happy. After all, he spent so many spirit stones and still had time and energy. If he got nothing, it would be difficult for him to explain to his superiors.

The discovery of this relic made the forces behind Zuixiaolou attach great importance to it. Originally, they wanted to send strong men to Xutian City to explore the ruins. But he was afraid of attracting the attention of Xutiancheng, so he stood still and ordered Zuixiaolou to organize his own manpower to find out the situation in the ruins as quickly as possible.