Urban Hidden Dragon

Everyone on the ninth floor looked at Wang Han.

They all looked incredible.

Wang Han himself was quite puzzled.

Unexpectedly, the thing he had taken advantage of before turned out to be Qiu Chen's treasure in the mural.

Wang Han is very familiar with this thing.

Bronze nugget!

At that time, many people died because of this thing.

Wang Han's Dragon Winding Technique and Su Qi's Taihuang Sutra were all learned from this.

"Really?" Biaozi stared at Wang Han with big eyes.

Wang Han nodded and pointed to what the alchemist on the mural gave to Qiu Chen.

The last scene was Qiu Chen wearing that thing with his head stuck upside down in the middle of the table. Wang Han could see that thing clearly.

It's a bronze nugget.

Dong Zi came over and pointed at the mural on the wall, "Why do you have this thing in your hand?"

"I used a trick to steal it from the Immortal Society." Wang Han said briefly.

Naozi stared at the mural.

A flashlight flickered above it, and there was another painting at the end of the mural.

Qiu Chen saw a scene while wearing the bronze nugget.

It's a person, just a person's back.

There is a dragon in front of that person.

And one person and one dragon are at the top of the sky, overlooking the world.

Ximen Doudou used an engineer shovel to scrape the mural covered in blood on the wall.

"Damn it! There's more here!"

Everyone looked at the last mural.

In that painting, there is a mountain in the human world under the sky, and a magnificent hall on the top of the mountain. In the hall sits a woman with a phoenix crown and a beautiful robe. In front of her, there are several very abstract people kneeling in front of her, holding a flower in their hands. A box was delivered.

Yaozi carefully scraped away the blood on the wall behind with an engineering shovel and saw the content behind the mural.

After the box was opened, a hand was actually placed inside. The queen in the mural was shocked when she saw the hand.

Dong Zi quickly scraped back the blood on the wall to reveal the mural behind it.

In the mural, under Qiu Chen's head is a Nine-Dragon Tower, and under the tower is his body on a dragon chair. It feels as if the Nine-Dragon Tower is his neck.

Ximen Doudou waved the flashlight and complained, "How much fake wine do you have to drink to draw such an abstract thing?"

"You know what the hell, abstract art is called art!" Biao Zi scratched the blood on the wall again, revealing another mural.

Although the mural looks like it was painted by a mentally ill person, you can still understand the meaning.

Qiu Chen, who has an onion inserted upside down, can find treasures everywhere through the bronze zodiac, and then combines with the human tower, and Qiu Chen, whose head is the top of the tower, stretches out countless tentacles to plunder the treasures.

This painting is so abstract that mentally ill people shake their heads just looking at it.

Bangzi tapped his head with his fingers and focused his attention on the table in the middle.

Get on the stage and squat down to look at the hole in the middle.

The inside of the hole was very irregular. When I shined a flashlight into it, I found that the thing inside seemed to be crystal.

Dongzi climbed down, put his head in and looked inside, then stood on his head and looked inside.

After half a day, I saw nothing.

"You need to use that treasure to take a look at this! Ah Han, where is your treasure? Put it in here and take a look. There must be a treasure!"

Wang Han also crouched down to the hole and looked inside. The flashlight was placed on the crystal inside, and it was sparkling and very transparent.

"Brother Ninth, look here!"

Ximen Doudou pointed to another place.

On the mural, Qiu Chen, who was inserting green onions upside down, saw something.

Someone gave the emperor of the world a valuable treasure.

Wang Han was stunned when he saw that thing.

It's a ring with an eyeball on it.

In the middle of the eyeball is a vertical pupil.

The emperor of the world held the ring to the person, and the person knelt on the ground and obeyed.

Meng Bizhi stepped forward and said, "The eyeballs on this ring are exactly the same as the pavilion master's eyes!"

Xiang Feng looked unusually serious, stroking his chin and looking at the mural, "Do you remember that Wu Fa also has vertical pupils?"

"What have they been through?"

After Nie Xiuyuan pondered for a moment, "I think it should be related to that important treasure. According to the meaning of this mural, you can only find the ring after taking the treasure and looking here! Finding the ring will solve all the mysteries."

Everyone looked at Wang Han at the same time.

The treasure is in Wang Han's hands.

If you want to uncover all these mysteries, you have to wait until Wang Han brings the treasure.

Huang Wan was impatient, "Lao Jiu, since you're already here, bring us the things and let's take a look."

Wang Han also had this idea. If the things on this mural are true, it would be able to explain why Wang Zhonglou became like that, and it could also explain why Wu Fa became like this.

"I'll go back with you to get it." Yao Zi said impatiently.

"Row!"

The entrance between the ninth and eighth floors is just a hole, and the hole is located right next to the dragon chair hanging upside down.

Wang Han hugged Daozi and threw him up. Daozi's hands were at the entrance. Wang Han jumped up and hugged Daozi's ankles.

The gun is also for those who practice martial arts, and the strength is still there.

When climbing up the hole.

I do not know how it is.

In just a short moment, the world was spinning.

The ninth floor turned over directly.

Wang Han got stuck at the entrance with a split, and held Dao Zi's feet with both hands.

Others were caught off guard.

When the ninth floor was turned over, everything fell to pieces.

When Wang Han was looking confused.

Biaozi's two feet knocked violently.

There is a danger signal!

Wang Han pulled Bazi up with one stroke.

Dao Zi rubbed his face vigorously.

There was a lot of blood on his face.

"What's going on?" Daozi wiped his face with his sleeve, "Wu Fa and the others are down here!"

Because the ninth floor was completely flipped, the dragon chair that originally hung upside down above the head was turned over, and the platform that could be inlaid with bronze nuggets was moved to the top of the head.

The entrance to the eighth floor turned to the ground. Wang Han shined a flashlight into it and found that it was a deep hole. The innermost part was scarlet, and there were vaguely visible figures flickering inside.

Now I finally understand where Wu Fa and the others have gone.

"How did this place suddenly turn around?" Huang Wang stared around with big eyes.

Meng Bizhi winced and raised his hand, "I...I just...I accidentally touched the eye on the mural just now!"

Everyone looked over and saw that the bloody eyeball on the mural was closed at this time.

Not only the eyeball, but also the eye on the imperial ring on the mural was closed.

It's all a bit bizarre.

At this time, when you look at the murals on the walls, you will make new discoveries.

Everything fell out of place, just like the emperor on earth ascended to the sky, and the man and the dragon entrenched in the sky fell into the earth.

The most outrageous thing is that the people on the murals all closed their eyes. This scene is really too weird.

Daozi looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the abstract mural of a human and tower on the wall.

A pat on the thigh.

"I understand!"