Vol 100 Chapter 745 Dragon Ball

  Chapter 745 Dragon Ball

  Using the crystal ball technique again, the pupils turned into golden vertical pupils, and looked at the murals again, and the murals really changed a lot, completely different from the previous ones.

Then Bai Cangdong discovered that what these altered murals described was exactly the story told by Yaren Shenzi. In order to save a man, a woman beheaded and killed a big snake, and even swallowed the essence of the big snake. Became a half-human, half-snake monster thing.

  But it is a little different from what Yaren Shenzi said. What the woman beheaded was no big snake, it was the real dragon in ancient Chinese legends.

   What the woman swallowed was not a snake element, but a dragon ball shining with the light of thirteen stars.

“That woman is half-human, half-dragon, what does it have to do with snakes!” Bai Cangdong was secretly shocked, and the dragon ball of the thirteen stars also lifted Bai Cangdong’s spirit, because the dragon ball It looked very much like the golden crystal ball in his hand, but it was much bigger than the golden crystal ball.

  The content of the mural didn’t end there. After the half-human, half-dragon woman defeated the man and the tribe, there was a gap in the back, and she jumped directly to the picture in the palace.

   Bai Cangdong is no stranger to this palace, it is the palace where the murals have not changed before, and it should be the place where women are sealed.

What Bai Cangdong sees now is a picture of a woman in the palace. There is a mysterious ancient servant stele in the palace. There are many strange spells engraved on the stele. A half-human, half-dragon woman stands in front of the stele, holding a A sword was stabbing into his stomach.

  When Bai Cangdong saw the sword, he was shocked, because the shape of the sword was very familiar to him, and it was clearly the long black sheathed sword he had snatched from the skeleton in Haiyan.

Bai Cangdong quickly took out the long black sheathed sword for comparison, and it was exactly the same. The woman stabbed her stomach with the sword, and the scabbard was thrown on the ground beside it, which was the same as the black sheathed sword in Bai Cangdong’s hand. Longswords are no different.

   “Could this really be the sword used by women? Or is it a coincidence?” Bai Cangdong couldn’t figure out the sword, so he pulled it casually, and this time he pulled the sword out of the scabbard easily.

   “How could this be?” Bai Cangdong was stunned for a moment, he had tried many methods before, but he couldn’t pull out the sword from its sheath.

  The sword is still pure black, without a trace of brilliance, and the edge of the blade cannot be seen, but it gives people a sense of killing intent.

Putting the sword back into its sheath, Bai Cangdong continued to look down. The mural below showed that the sword had cut open a woman’s stomach, but what spewed out from her stomach was not blood, but thirteen golden beads , Each bead has a different starlight shining on it, ranging from one star to thirteen three-star, just like the thirteen golden crystal balls.

“So these golden crystal **** are the dragon **** conceived by that woman? In other words, these dragon **** are the things of the immortal god.” The dragon ball bred by the immortal god, so why are there two copies of the same dragon ball?

   Obviously, the Immortal God only gave birth to thirteen dragon balls, so where did the other thirteen different dragon **** come from?

  Bai Cangdong continued to look down with doubts. The picture below is the picture of the Immortal God offering thirteen dragon **** to the mysterious stone tablet.

It was a strange ceremony, thirteen dragon **** were being thrown into the stele, the mural ended here, and behind it was the only mural that remained unchanged after he used the dragon ball technique, that is the one Doomsday illustration.

  Now that Bai Cangdong knows a little more, he has more doubts in his heart. He can guess a little bit, but most of them are still full of fog.

But now it’s time for Bai Cangdong to roughly figure out the story of the immortal god. After the woman became half-human, half-dragon, she should have been sealed in the palace, and in the palace she dedicated to the stone tablet. Thirteen Dragon Balls were sacrificed. I don’t know what the process was, but the ending was like the end of the world.

  If this myth is true, then it should be after that that there will be two realms of the holy and the devil, and there will be humans and demons.

  But Bai Cangdong is very skeptical about the content of this mural. No one knows whether the painting here is true or not, and there are indeed many doubts in it.

  Besides these murals, the blank space also looked a little different in Bai Cangdong’s eyes.

  Although most of the place is still blank, there is a light golden palm imprint in that blank space. This palm imprint can only be seen under his second Dragon Ball technique.

   “Could it be that this thing is a fingerprint lock? But whose fingerprint is needed? It can’t be the Holy Emperor’s own, right?” Bai Cangdong secretly guessed.

  But after thinking about it, I feel wrong. Since this is the emperor’s tomb, it means that it was used by the emperor after his death. What’s the use of him leaving a fingerprint lock here?

  Obviously this fingerprint lock is reserved for others, Bai Cangdong thought for a while, and secretly guessed in his heart: “Could it be reserved for people who have practiced Dragon Ball Kung Fu? Otherwise, others will not be able to see this palm print!”

Bai Cangdong gritted his teeth, and decided to put his hand up there for a try. If this stone chamber was really designed to harm people, there should be some intentions to actively kill people, but there was none at all. He wanted the real purpose of this stone chamber, and did not Not to kill people, but to let certain trapped people see these murals.

  Obviously, people who have practiced Dragon Ball Kung Fu are specific people. Anyway, being trapped here is also a death, or the same way of death as being in prison, so why not give it a try.

  Bai Cangdong gritted his teeth and pressed his palm on the palm print, but the strange thing was that there was no response at all, and there was no movement after pressing for a while.

  Bai Cangdong was already mentally prepared to have his hands scrapped, but nothing happened.

   “Could it be that this palm print is really a fingerprint lock, which can only be opened by a specific person?” Bai Cangdong was depressed when he suddenly heard a rumbling sound, and one of the walls of the stone room unexpectedly rose slowly.

  Although the rising speed of the wall was very slow, Bai Cangdong was overjoyed.

  Bai Cangdong looked along the wall, and as the wall rose, Bai Cangdong finally saw clearly that behind the wall was the same hall, a hall with the same style as many halls in the emperor’s tomb.

   It’s just one thing in this hall, after Bai Cangdong looked at it, his pupils couldn’t help shrinking to the limit.

  (end of this chapter)