I am not a half-breed who masters the Eight Wonders

"Brother, quickly think of a way with your invincible Jun Yan!"

Chu Zihang got up from the ground and was about to release Jun Yan, but his eyes fell on himself.

Ok……

The jacket can't be burned, if it burns, there is no need to wear it, Chu Zihang doesn't think that Gu Bei will take off his beloved Ace Bumpman and wear it for himself.

He took off his shirt and tied it around his waist, his golden pupils were shining, and the language of the gods was recited from his mouth.

The flames surged like huge waves.

Eh?

Chu Zihang suddenly froze because...

No, I haven't released Jun Yan yet, where did your fire come from?

Not only Chu Zihang, Gu Bei also noticed something was wrong, as for what was wrong...

With Chu Zihang behind him, how could the fire come from the front? !

If there is nothing wrong with this special meow, Gu Bei's eyeballs can be donated to those in need.

Not only that, but with the arrival of the flames, two strong smells of dragon blood rushed into Gu Bei's sense of smell.

One of the smells is very familiar, the smell of gunpowder smoke like fire, Gu Bei definitely smelled it right, after all, he has traveled with the owner of the smell for a year.

It's Old Tang.

But the other smell was very strange.

The thick breath of ordinary earth, but it is not Xia Mi. Compared with Xia Mi's power is weaker, so the breath is also weaker, and perhaps because of authority, Xia Mi's breath is not the thickness of the earth, but It is more like flying sand and dust.

Could it be... another one on the throne of the earth and the mountain?

Before Gu Bei could come to a conclusion, a huge shadow broke through the flames and flew towards the ground.

It was a real giant dragon, just like the one Gu Bei saw in Changbai Mountain.

No, not the same!

This giant dragon is far more noble and coercive than the second-generation species that has lost its half-brain.

No words can describe his ancient and majestic body. He is obviously a reptilian, but far more beautiful than any reptile.

It's just that the beauty is dark, majestic, and deep, and it's awe-inspiring.

The blue and black scales all over his body opened and closed in turn from front to back, emitting golden light.

There was a sound of collision, and his face full of bony protrusions carried the majesty of a monarch. He stepped on the corpse of Deadpool and fell to the ground. He spread his huge black wings and roared sharply.

Looking at the huge monster in front of him, Chu Zihang admired the heroes who slayed dragons in history for being able to stand proudly in front of such a giant creature and draw out his sword.

He didn't know that there were very few people in history who could face the true body of Gu Long like this.

The shape of a dragon is an abstract thing for hybrids so far. Few people have seen an ancient dragon in its true form. This kind of creature has the ability to completely change its bone structure to disguise itself. Therefore, dragons in ancient books have Sometimes it's a winged quadruped dinosaur, sometimes it's a beautiful naga, sometimes it's a one-horned snake.

A painter said that the steps to draw a dragon are "one deer antlers, two shrimp eyes, three dog noses and four bull mouths, five lion manes and six fish scales, seven snake bodies and eight flames, and nine chicken feet to draw a dragon." To put it bluntly, It's just a "nine images".

Even if he really saw the real body of Gu Long, at such a short distance, even half of the dragon slaying heroes in history would die from a burst heart, while Chu Zihang could still stand intact, even standing still. Consider whether to follow the example of the predecessors and pull out the knife in your hand.

The reason why he didn't slay the dragon on the spot was entirely because the other party helped him and Gu Bei just now.

Although Gu Bei could smell Old Tang, from Chu Zihang's perspective, it was not Old Tang who set fire to Deadpool, but this huge lizard with strange patterns in front of him.

After learning from Xia Mi and Old Tang, when facing dragons, Chu Zihang no longer used the horizontal thrusting tactics of drawing his sword without saying a word, but began to learn to distinguish his position.

It turns out that this large lizard is his own.

Because Chu Zihang saw a "little guy" coming out of the lizard's scales. Although he is not short, compared to the huge body of the dragon, he is indeed a little bit small.

It was Old Tang!

"Old Gu! Zihang! You are finally here! I miss you so much!"

Old Tang jumped off the dragon with his nose and tears shaking, and then tried to hug Gu Bei...

If he didn't, Gu Bei was afraid that he would rub his snot on his clothes.

Old Tang turned around, hugged Chu Zihang, and wiped all the snot on the clothes around Chu Zihang's waist.

Gu Bei: ...This seems to be mine too.

133. Old Tang and "Konstantin"

The time rewinds to ten hours ago.

Old Tang, who was not working well every day, was groping forward in the subway tunnel, and the blue mist rushed towards him like a tide, and he could not see the road or people.

To be honest, Old Tang doesn’t have much culture, and this lack of culture only refers to Old Tang, not Norton, but when he saw the blue mist coming from all directions, Old Tang’s first feeling was that the old thief Asahara, the leader of the Japanese evil call, was still alive , ran to release the poison gas again, couldn't help being filled with righteous indignation, and immediately...fucked away.

But there is no exit, and all the tunnels go back and forth, no matter how you go, you will eventually return to the original platform. Old Tang also tried to turn around and leave, but somehow the end point of the upward ladder is still the starting point.

This place is like the labyrinth in which the Minotaur was imprisoned in Greek mythology, making him spin in circles.

Although Old Tang possessed the blood of the King of Bronze and Fire, he was different from Norton. If Norton controlled his body, he would be able to see through the alchemy formation hidden in the tunnel at a glance, and then break the maze with a wave of his hand.

But old Tang can't do it, he doesn't know alchemy, and the knowledge of alchemy in his inherited memory is pitiful. He studied "Polymer Materials and Engineering" in the days when he could communicate with the headquarters everywhere.

If you let him do experiments with the language, it can be said that it is an application of talent, but if you let him break the formation, it is not professional.

So he can only move forward a little bit in the maze.

Old Tang's hand touched the stone wall beside him, and he shivered slowly and forcefully, as if he was being choked by the devil's hand.

He has tried all the methods, including releasing the word spirit in place or summoning Norton to possess him, but the results are not satisfactory.

The dignified dragon king Norton seemed to be dead, and there was no movement at all, and Old Tang, who was not possessed by Norton, could only release the black sun's level of speech at most.

It didn't work at all.

As for the higher sequence Candle Dragon and Rhine, he has not fully mastered it, so it is not impossible to use it. However, although Old Tang has usurped the bloodline, he does not have too strong elemental control power. Putting aside whether a high-sequence language spirit can blow away this weird space, Old Tang guessed that he might have to send it first.

All means were useless, so Old Tang could only use the most stupid way to explore step by step, looking for the exit.

In this way, when Old Tang came to the platform for the unknown number of times, the situation suddenly changed.

There was a rumbling sound in the darkness, and then a light came on.

A brightly lit train was speeding toward him.

The ground shook slightly, dazzling lights shot out from the deep tunnel, and the train pulled into the station, making harsh sounds as it rubbed against the rails.

It stopped in front of Old Tang. It had a square head and a square brain, painted in red and white, and had a sign saying "Black Stone Eight Kings Tomb".

The door opened, and it was pitch black inside.

Old Tang looked at the train, then at the dark and endless tunnel, hesitating.

According to his experience of watching horror movies for many years, this ghost car cannot be used!

But as far as the current form is concerned, Old Tang has no other choice.

Although it seemed that he was walking from one platform to another, as long as he kept walking, he could hope to find the exit, but in fact he knew very well that he was just doing useless work.

Starting from this platform and then returning to the original place, if this continues, even if the long lifespan of the Dragon King is exhausted, it is impossible to find an exit.

In this case, the train in front of you is the only variable.

Although Old Tang has no culture, he can still do basic common sense and reasoning. From the deciphered thinking of bounty hunters, it can be speculated that the train represents the passage between two stations. As long as you get on the train, you should be able to go to new site.

Moreover, this car is very dead, as if it is here to pick up Old Tang, and it will not leave until Old Tang gets in the car.

After thinking about it, Old Tang chose to get in the car.

Instead of sitting still and waiting to die, it is better to seek change and understand.

This Gu Bei had spoken to him many times during his travels.

Gu Bei once told Old Tang that there are only two ways to break the situation in this world.

One is to respond to all changes without change.

One is that change should remain unchanged.

The current situation has not changed, so Old Tang must take the initiative to seek changes.

And the train is the only change that Tang sees in this infinitely recurring maze.

Old Tang touched the subway carefully, the iron door creaked and slowly closed behind him, and drove into the dark tunnel.

I don't know how long it has been driving in the dark, the train creaked and stopped on the platform.

The platform is extremely old, with a cement floor, green tiles on the corners, and the whitewashed walls are peeling off badly. There are several shocking big characters painted in red on it, "Fushouling Station", and there is a date beside it, 1977.

The platform was lit only by a single incandescent lamp, covered with cobwebs.

There is good news and bad news.

Good news: He left the previous position and arrived at a new position, which at least shows that this maze has an exit, rather than an endless loop.

Bad news: The train stopped after sending him to a new platform. It seemed that this was the terminal, but this was not the exit.

Old Tang stood on the platform, thinking about whether to leave the platform and set off.

According to normal logic, his best choice is to move forward, because it is impossible to find the exit if he stays in place. The exit is to be found, and he will not bring it to the door by himself, so if he wants to leave here, he has to leave The platform continues to depart.

But Old Tang also felt a little uneasy.

What if he started from the platform where he was now, and then started to circle like before?

What if he leaves his current position and later returns to his previous position?

What if the terminal station is not the exit and the starting station is the exit, what should I do if the train starts again after I leave?

Old Tang stood on the platform and hesitated for a long time, but finally he jumped onto the rails and went into the tunnel along the rails.

If you move forward, there is at least a glimmer of hope for finding an exit, but if you stay put and wait for rescue, you may really give up on yourself.

Old Tang has never been a character who is easy to give up.

So, keep moving forward, keep moving forward, "As long as you don't stop, the road will continue to extend."

Old Tang was walking in the darkness, and the words of the leader echoed in his mind. His heart was full of pride, and he was not afraid of any monsters and ghosts hidden in the darkness, so he strode forward to explore.

After walking forward for a certain distance, Old Tang suddenly couldn't touch the tunnel wall, and fell face to face on a pile of cinders.

He raised his head and saw only the golden starlight drifting in the darkness of the infinite heights. He couldn't see the top or the walls. Walking into this huge space was like an ant crawling into St. Peter's Basilica in the middle of the night.