Master of the World [Quick Transmigration]

Chamber of Commerce, Alien Beast Forest, ordinary town.

Lin Xun's mind wandered through many different places.When I opened my eyes, I saw a very quiet world. The ground was covered with golden yellow sand. Judging from the picture, it looked like a desert. However, there was no sun in the sky, and I couldn’t feel any heat when walking on it.

There is no sun, which means that even the most basic things are difficult to distinguish. I don’t know how long I have walked without bounds. There is a large lake in front of me, which is like a fruit platter. It is evenly divided into eight equal parts, and the color of each area is different. .

There is a figure standing next to the yellow area, the three-dimensional facial features can be seen from the silhouette alone, at this moment he turned his face slightly, his golden pupils are as gorgeous as the lake.

Lin Xun walked past him without stopping.

Before going far, the back hem of the clothes was caught, making it difficult to move forward half a step.

Lin Xun had no choice but to turn around, the gold in Luo Jia's eyes looked aggressive: "I remember you have the habit of saying hello to strangers."

Hearing the voice, Lin Xun apologized, "I thought it was a mirage."

The lakes and figures that appeared out of thin air in the desert are more like virtual scenes no matter how you think about them.

Lorgar: "Do you need me to prove it?"

Seeing his unfriendly eyes, Lin Xun shook his head: "You also used the teleportation array as a manhole cover?"

"Do you think I don't have eyes or a brain?" Facing the colorful lake, Luo Jia said slowly, "But here, I'm afraid you have to come here anyway."

Lin Xun frowned.

"This is not a teleportation array, but a space that has been opened up separately. The entire Fierce Tooth Academy is the entrance to the passage, and it will be a matter of time to come in."

Lin Xun looked around the vast yellow sand: "I walked all the way, and I didn't see anyone else."

"Don't look for it, it's just me and you here."

"reason?"

Luo Jia looked at Lin Xun: "The bloodline calls."

Lin Xun sounds strange, he is a dwarf, Luo Jia is a dragon, no matter how you look at it, there is no overlap between the two races.

With his hands behind his back, Luo Jia motioned for Lin Xun to go forward with him, "The first time we met, I felt a thin dragon aura on you."

Lin Xun walked up to him quickly, pointed at himself, and mouthed: "Me?"

Luo Jia paused and stopped to look at him: "Otherwise, why do you think I tolerate you living to this day?"

This argument is surprisingly convincing.

Lin Xun looked up at the sky, could it be that the system tricked him into being an incomparably noble little dragon?

Without looking at him, Luo Jia guessed what Lin Xun was thinking, and said coldly: "There is only a faint trace of this dragon energy, which can be ignored."

At this point, he seemed to understand something: "Is that female elf who wrote you a love letter a mixed race?"

Lin Xun nodded, Dan had mentioned this before.

"It's no wonder, most of them are from the explorers," Lorgar said, starting again: "The belief of the explorers is to find a new world, and they believe that mixed blood is the pinnacle of evolution."

He quipped: "Writing love letters to your elf conversations mostly feels like it's genuine."

Lin Xun nodded.

"Do you know why?"

Lin Xun continued to nod his head twice, "I look good."

Lorja gave him a sideways glance, and took out a slippery thing from his pocket. The familiar movements reminded Lin Xun of the days when he was swinging Via and Dan in his pockets.

He poked Tujiao's stomach: "Didn't it mean there are only two of us?"

"It doesn't count." Luo Jia looked disgusted, so he took it out as an analogy, and quickly put the dazed earth dragon back: "He also has the blood of a dragon in his body, although compared with a real dragon, this little blood Not even an iota."

"Even so, Jiao's cultivation process is still much easier than most other beasts, but no matter what level he cultivates in the future, it is impossible for him to transform into a human form."

Tu Jiao struggled to expose half of his head from Luo Jia's pocket, took a big gulp of air, and did not refute.

Lin Xun: "I heard him talking in human language yesterday."

That soft and cute 'let go', if you meet someone with a soft heart, you probably can't help but keep it at home.

"Ordinary cubs have to wait until they reach adulthood to be able to do this, but it can do it right away. This is the talent of the bloodline," Luo Jia said: "But on the other hand, the blood of the dragon is too domineering, and it will always suppress other bloodlines in the body. , Invisibly creating an endless loop.”

Speaking of this, he fixed his eyes on Lin Xun, with a hint of surprise: "You should have the blood of a dragon, but it is almost invisible after being diluted, but you can still turn into a human, and even retain the blood of other races." feature."

No matter how much he said, Lin Xun didn't feel that it was so powerful, but what Luo Jia said, he vaguely felt it was true. There are many people with weak talents on this continent. Similarly, Eugene's physique is like a huge bottomless pit, no matter what element he perceives, he will quickly reach the bottleneck.

Lorgar: "For ordinary people, you may be surprised at most, but for explorers, you are not an exaggeration to be called a miracle of the Creator."

Lin Xun suddenly stretched out his hand, and his slender fingers were refracted by the faint light of the sky, more beautiful than jade.

With such hands, apart from cursing, they couldn't even use the most basic magic attacks.

He murmured: "Someone would think this is worthy of praise and praise."

While sighing, Luo Jia had already led him to a dry well, Lin Xun came back to his senses, "What's so special about this well?"

"A manhole cover is missing." Lorgar responded to him coldly.

Lin Xun: ...

"I'm walking towards the place where the dragon energy is densest, and I can't see anything."

Lin Xun looked down at the edge of the well. Almost at the same time, a slender dragon claw protruded from the bottom of the well. Luo Jia grabbed Lin Xun's wrist and pulled it towards him. In time, the second claw and the third claw stretched out one after another.

After counting, there were exactly five of them.

With the appearance of all five claws, the ferocious and gorgeous dragon shadow floated above the well, and mist rose around it. Just swaying its tail casually, it brought out a sense of arrogance and dignity.Its eyes are closed, and it is hard to imagine what kind of contemptuous gaze it will reveal when it is opened.

Lin Xun: "Looking at the number of claws, it seems that they are not of the same race as you."

Luo Jia's eyes shone brightly: "From now on, it seems that this may be the burial site for the corpse of a certain dragon senior."

Lin Xun heard a little excitement from his tone.

"You know that there are two temptations that no race can resist." Luo Jia's expression was a bit complicated: "Magic relics, and death inheritance."

Looking at the situation here, it has nothing to do with the magic relic, Lin Xun licked his dry lips: "Inheritance of death?"

"Some powerful dragons, when they realize that the end is approaching, will condense all their strength into a bead and pass it on to the juniors who have high hopes."

Lin Xun thought back to the majestic dragon shadow just now, with a bead under his forehead, rising from the raging sea of ​​clouds.

Luo Jia raised his head slightly, his pupils turned into vertical pupils, which was a sign before transforming into a dragon, but Lin Xun suddenly grabbed his hand at this moment, "If you are rich, don't forget each other."

His figure was frozen in the vertical pupils, and Lin Xun's throat twitched, "Whoever sees it has a share, I don't want to inherit it, just pay some hush money."

With a flash of golden light, a light and shadow directly sank into the dry well, and the dragon tail hooked Lin Xun's waist by the way, and brought him down together.

Lin Xun was a little dizzy as if he had gone through a long sea turbulence, "You can get down by yourself."

Why do you have to pull him?

Luo Jia obviously did it on purpose, but said: "History needs a witness."

Lin Xun pursed his lips and nodded, but his expression was not very happy.

The bottom of the well is another world. The dry well is like a dividing point, dividing the upper and lower into day and night. There is no sky, no moon, and a few stars scattered in the sky.

Luo Jia's eyes became deep: "This place can be regarded as vast and boundless. It is not easy to find a pair of keels. Even if I can sense some, I can only outline the approximate area..."

Halfway through the conversation, I found that Lin Xun had long since disappeared, and looking ahead, I could vaguely see a small black dot.

Luo Jia walked over, and Lin Xun was drawing circles on the ground, the temperature of the fire directly melted a small hole on the surface: "Here."

His technique is very particular. He gradually melts away the ground surface in the form of drawing a semicircle. From time to time, he will lie sideways on the ground, listening to the movement and the flow of the wind below: "It is empty below, and the space is not very big."

Luo Jia stood motionless by the side, and quietly said: "You seem to be very good at digging graves."

Lin Xun waved his hand: "How come?"

He listened to the voice while talking, and found out the entrance in a professional way.

Luo Jia looked at him, his lips moved, after all he put his doubts in his heart, and just as he was about to go down, there was a middle-aged man in the air, with tattered clothes, who was thinking silently.

There was nothing unusual about Lin Xun, but Luo Jia could clearly sense the blood pressure among the same clan. This seemingly ordinary middle-aged man must have been an all-powerful existence in the clan during his lifetime.

"It's been so long, I never thought my body would be found." The middle-aged man raised his eyes to Lin Xun, and said softly, "What a nice kid."

Lin Xun has always been very popular with the elders, he said humbly, "It's all trivial."

In the previous world, he was considered a respectable figure in the tomb robbery world.

The dragon race is the laziest and most warlike race. They never give up when they speak. The middle-aged man looked at Lin Xun, obviously in a good mood: "Since we met, I will give you a small gift."

In his palm, there was a perfectly round bead.

The accident happened too fast, and it could be seen that Luo Jia's eyes were a little complicated. He didn't expect that the senior of the Dragon Clan was actually interested in Eugene.

"In fact, in terms of spiritual power and blood power, you are far above him. It is no exaggeration to say that there is a world between you." The middle-aged man looked at Luo Jia and shook his head: "It's a pity..."

Luo Jia: "What a pity?"

"You are old after all."

Luo Jia's expression became gloomy, he gritted his teeth and said to Lin Xun who was holding him, "Let go."

The lifespan of the Dragon Clan is extremely long, and it takes hundreds of years to reach adulthood. His age is considered to be quite young among the Dragon Clan.

Lin Xun whispered: "He passed away for who knows how many years, even if you won in the past, you won't get any advantage."

"That's right, it makes sense." The middle-aged man looked at Lin Xun with more and more admiration.

Lin Xun patted Luo Jia on the shoulder, "History needs witnesses, don't worry, I will remember your sacrifice."

After speaking, he walked towards the bead.