Chapter 1357 (1/2)

Lu Ming took a look and was very satisfied. Then, his eyes looked east.

It's time to go to Kowloon. There's a place to go.

During this period of time, Lu Ming has refined the drop of Jiulong essence blood from emperor Yi into the blood of Jiulong and obtained more memories of Jiulong.

It's time to visit the Jiulong ruins.

Step out, the space automatically split, Lu Ming's body, disappeared.

The ruins of Kowloon, just at the junction of Donghuang and Zhongzhou, is a chaotic area.

Lu Ming's figure appears in the chaotic area and goes towards the Jiulong ruins.

With Lu Ming's flight, the front is becoming more and more desolate. The vast mountains, without a trace of grass, are desolate. It seems that all the vitality is swallowed up by something.

Further on, the barren mountains turned into deserts, more dead.

When Lu Ming came to the center of the desert, he saw a cave.

An unfathomable cave, swarthy, leading to the depths of the earth.

On the edge of the cave, there is a dark yellow stone tablet. On the stone tablet is written a line of words: above the emperor, if you enter it, you will die!

Eight words, word kill machine, as if there is a terrible intention to kill, rushed to the face, making people cold.

”Sure enough!”

Lu Ming's heart moved.

It has always been said that the ruins of Jiulong can not be entered by the emperor.

Enter, die!

So in those years, Emperor Yiwu did not dare to enter, but let Jiuyang Supreme Master enter.

Lu Ming's eyebrows glowed, and then she appeared and stood aside.

Those who have broken through the emperor are not allowed to enter.

Shua!

Without further hesitation, Lu Ming's main body rushed into the dark cave. As soon as he entered the cave, a terrible force came out of the cave, which made Lu Ming sink, as if he was carrying tens of thousands of mountains on his back.

Moreover, the falling speed is faster and faster.

”Stop!”

In Lu Ming's body, Zhenyuan burst out to fight against that force, but although there were some effects, the effect was not very good. It was only the speed of decline, which was reduced a little.

It was not until Lu Ming used the chaotic artistic conception that he resisted that power and was able to control his own body freely.

Lu Ming controls himself and descends at a uniform speed.

The cave is unfathomable. Lu Ming feels that he has been falling for hundreds of miles, but he is still going down.

Moreover, on the edge of the cave, Lu Ming felt a terrible killing opportunity more than once. It seemed that there was an energy sweep on him, and then it converged.

Lu Ming speculates that if his accomplishments surpass those of the emperor, he may be under terrible attack.

All the time, Lu Ming estimated that it had been falling for about a thousand miles, and finally it came to the end.

A glance at the cave, covered with a thick layer of skeletons.

Some bones are crystal clear, like polished jade.

Some skeletons are bright and golden. It can be imagined that the owners of these skeletons must be extremely powerful or even emperor, but in the end, they are buried here.

It is conceivable that the ruins of Kowloon are dangerous.

Lu Ming landed on the ground of the cave, but he was still under a strong pressure. His movements were greatly disturbed. His movements became slower and his flight became more difficult.

In front of the cave, there is a straight ahead cave, still dark.

Lu Ming runs Zhenyuan, a hundred meters step, over a skeleton, to the cave ahead.

Roar!

But not far away, a dragon song sounded.

A blood dragon, which seems to be composed of blood mist, is fighting towards Lu Ming.

”Real dragon!”

Lu Ming's eyes move. This blood dragon has five dragon claws in its abdomen, which is a real five clawed dragon.

Shua!