In the early morning, the first rays of the sun rise from the east, and the endless sand dunes that undulate in the desert are all gracefully illuminated by méng.

A vague black spot emerges from the sand dunes of the eastern horizon, passing through the dunes one after another at an extremely fast speed.

The rapid running of the yellow sand rolled up the golden sè long dragon, the rolling smoke and smoke stretched for more than a dozen miles, in the dragon head of the gold sè long dragon, it is riding Zhou Meng riding a nightmare.

The nightmare rushed all the way, Zhou Jian tightly held in front of the body, the golden sun sè rising in their backs.

In the deepest part of the Sahara Desert, there is no one to notice when riding a nightmare. Even if there is, it is probably a strange monster left by some kind of catastrophe.

Zhou Jian has entered the Si people since he entered the African continent. He himself will not fly. In order not to violently follow his own whereabouts, he has to change to walking or riding a nightmare.

The world’s Zhou Jian, who went to Dicuras, has already made sufficient preparations. He has saved a lot of food in the metal silkworm cocoons, enough for ten or eight years.

This is to cope with the situation of being buried alive after hiding in the metal silkworm cocoon. There are so many food reserves, enough for Zhou Jian to cultivate for about ten years, and sometimes there will be enough strength to break the ground.

Soon, Zhou Jian arrived at the destination of the trip. The apron that was built last time on the tomb was still standing here, but it has been buried by the yellow sand.

Zhou Jian used memory to find the entrance to the ancient tomb, dug the yellow sand covered by the entrance surface, and then jumped in with the foot.

The lacquered expansive underground hall, surrounded by walls and floors, is made of bluestone, and the walls are covered with strange reliefs. In the center of the floor there is a gray altar. The altar is engraved with a blood red eye pattern in the center, and a card slot in the middle of the eye pattern.

This magical underground hall was recorded by Lilith in the Undead Bible. This transmission was also made by Lilith himself, and the card slot was the key insertion slot. The key fragments left by Lilith were the blood and the gods. The hand was obtained, and then the tomb was opened.

But later. Most of the key fragments were lost in the world of Dicuras with the death of the blood members.

Zhou Jian took out the key of the bat king tomb, and then he heard the system prompt: "Do you immediately enter the world of Dicuras?"

Zhou Jian chose yes.

With the sound of "咔", the spoon of the ancient tomb suddenly split, and a red chip fell from it, and Zhou Jian grabbed it.

It was a hexagonal wafer, in which a small bat of gold sè was sealed, which looked like natural amber and was very beautiful.

But from the perspective of shape. This red sè chip could not be put into the card slot at all, but Zhou Jian tried it. I didn't expect the chip to just touch the card slot. Immediately, the ray of light illuminates from the altar, as if a layer of silver yarn is covered in the week. Health and separation.

"Leave, enter my body." Zhou Jian said, he was afraid to enter the world of Dicuras. What happened during the transfer.

"Yes. Master." From the saying that a light spot has not entered the contract mark on Zhou Jian's arm.

The ground began to vibrate, and the sand on the ceiling fluttered from the cracks in the blue bricks. For a time, the smoke in the underground hall rose.

The light is getting more and more beautiful, and the vision becomes a piece of whiteness. Zhou Jiansuo closes his eyes and feels the surroundings by the mental field alone.

A strong sense of oppression followed, as if carrying a mountain on the body, completely unable to move, but this feeling Zhou Jian has experienced many times. There is not much discomfort.

When the sense of oppression reached its apex, the altar sent a blood light to hit Zhou Jian, and Zhou Jian’s body disappeared instantly.

The pain is all over the body. When you are in the time and space, there is always a sense of helplessness that seems to be stripped of consciousness. Even if his strength has increased to the height of the evolutionary, he can't get rid of this feeling.

I do not know how long it has been. Zhou Jian felt that his body slammed and seemed to hit a chilly object, open his eyes and look around.

He came to a valley of gray sè, flying in the sky with black birds. Surrounded by a black forest, not far from the foot is a small river. The river is very shallow, but it is very muddy.

Zhou Jian looked at the details of the mission, suggesting that the bat king's graveyard was nearby.

Zhou Jianben thought that he would be sent to a corner of the world of Dicuras as he did last time, and then he would kill all the way, but he didn't want to be in one step.

Is it so simple?

Zhou Jian stood up and gave a slight glimpse. He found that there was no sun in the sky, no moon or stars, and instead it was a myriad of huge meteorites floating far and near, slowly rotating around the world.

This scene is completely different from what he saw in his first visit to the world of Dicuras.

Zhou Jian suddenly realized that although it may be "God 3", it is not the world of Dicuras that he came to last time. It may even be another space specially created by Bat King to bury treasures.

Zhou Jian opened the mental field and carefully moved forward, always alerting to possible monsters.

After crossing the small river in front, turning over a hill, Zhou Jian’s pupil suddenly collapsed. Behind the hill is a huge pit, or basin, which is several kilometers deep in the basin, and the diameter is not visible at all. The cliff is as steep as a knife.

Because it is too large, a cloud of fog méngméng is naturally formed in the center of the basin, and in the cloud, a huge black shadow can be seen, which seems to stand in the pit and float in the air.

Zhou Jian glanced at the task reminder and finally confirmed that the huge black shadow is where the bat king treasure is located.

Zhou Jian Ning Shen observed for a while, then jumped and jumped directly off the cliffs several kilometers deep.

Zhou Jian used several strengths to slow down on the cliff wall, and fell for a minute before falling firmly on the ground. Then he turned on stealth and went all the way.

The wind whispered in the ear, Zhou Jian kept the mental power field open all the time. Slowly, the behemoth hidden in the mist of mist was finally fully displayed in front of Zhou Jian. After seeing its full picture, Zhou Jian sucked back. A cold breath.

It turned out to be a pyramid that was inverted and suspended. The tip of the tower was downwards, and it was still several tens of meters high from the ground. The four triangular faces were as smooth as a black obsidian. Roughly visual inspection, this inverted pyramid is about seven or eight kilometers high, which is equivalent to Mount Everest hanging down here, it is amazing!

The bat king is really a big handwriting. With such a huge black sè pyramid as a cemetery, I don’t know how much anti-day mana can do it.

Zhou Jian stepped closer to the pyramid of Bat King. When he was several kilometers away from the center of the pyramid, he suddenly felt a glimpse of his heart. At that moment, he clearly felt that a spiritual consciousness locked himself in stealth!

Someone?

Or is the tomb xué guard?

Zhou Jian's stealth is only the primary skill in "God Magic 1". In addition to being able to hide his body shape, the breath, smell, and energy of the movement can not be hidden. It is normal to be seen, and Zhou Jian directly stopped his footsteps. Most of the strange things encountered at this time will not be friends.

However, he did not expect that this was just discovered by the mental power. There were several spiritual perceptions that locked him up. Everyone was powerful and heart-wrenching. This made Zhou Jian’s heart sink. Who are these people? The guardian of the tomb xué?

I don’t know if it’s time to go back. Zhou’s mi mist was suddenly dispelled by a gust of wind. Without the cover of mi fog, Zhou Jian saw the distant scene.

Under the pyramid, there is a low red sè altar, each of which is about three or four meters high and nearly ten meters wide. The altars are engraved with various exotic carvings on the walls of the altar. There are dozens of humans with different looks.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Jian completely stunned, and there are people?

Strictly speaking, some of them are not human beings, just humanoids. They either sit or stand, wear armor, or wear robes, some have strange weapons in their hands, and some hold their arms. Heavy black leather magic book.

No one spoke, they all looked at Zhou Jian quietly, seemingly waiting for him to pass.

Zhou Jian had a hard time in his heart. He had already felt faintly that several people were very powerful and even more powerful than the elite evolutionists who represented the peak of human strength in the earth.

As for those who follow these people, the little ones who follow the class are also not weak. It is hard to say who they are against.

Damn, how come a group of people suddenly pop up? Is the original inhabitant of the Dicuras world?

No, Dicuras's world has a total of several races, similar to humans, and it is impossible to bring together such a group of humans with different looks.

Look at these people, some are just like humans, but the eyelids or the hair are different, some have sharp horns on their heads, some have scales on the skin, and some are long and straight like erect monsters.

And these people are rarely the same, and if they don't guess wrong, they probably come from dozens of different races!

Is it... Zhou Jian’s heart suddenly thinks of a possibility, these people are like themselves, and they are also the practitioners of the gods and the magic world! It’s just from an alien planet.

Realizing this possibility, Zhou Jian took a breath, how could this be? Are they also coming to the treasure of the bat king?

Do they also have keys?

Or the system has also passed through the tasks to other experienced people, who are waiting for themselves to open the treasure?

Thinking of the last possibility, Zhou Jian couldn't help but greet the system's ancestors in the 18th generation - if it had ancestors.

How can you deal with so many veterans who have passed n trials? Isn't this a wedding dress for others? Hand over the keys, then they enter the treasure hunt, and I am afraid that I can't even drink the soup!

Your mother's system! ! .