The Strongest Traverser

"what happened."

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind.

After listening, everyone turned their heads and saw the five people of Juezong slowly appearing in the sight of everyone. After seeing these uninvited guests, their brows suddenly frowned: "Who are you, leave quickly."

"Hmph, here's another bunch of things that are not afraid of death. Today is a great harvest." Hearing this, the man suddenly sneered.

"Death!" Next to him, a man was furious, and when he was about to make a move, he was stopped by Jue Zong.

At this moment, the earth began to tremble violently.

"Hey... I don't listen to the old man's words. I have a disadvantage in front of me. I tell you that you must listen. This is all right." Shaking his head, Mu Lin sighed, then pulled up Watanabe Miko and started walking along the route.

"Where to go!" Seeing this, the originally shocked man was furious, and when he was about to stop, a frightened voice suddenly came from the side.

"Big brother! Look at it!"

Hearing this, the man was startled, and suddenly turned his head to look around, but at this moment, he saw a picture that he could not believe his whole life.

In the distance, the black tide was slowly surrounding them.

That, that turned out to be an endless herd of Scorpio.

In an instant, his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and with a plop, the man directly softened to the ground. Then, in the crazy roar of the crowd behind, he was quickly swallowed by the dense herd.

"Go." Seeing this, Jue Zong snorted coldly. Keep going.

...

Once again, Mu Lin, once again returned to this place where he once suffered pain and happiness.

However, this time, it was no longer the hall of that day. After entering the city, Mu Lin and the two men, under the leadership of Jue Zong, went directly to the center of a city, an isolated courtyard.

"Go in, the king is waiting inside." Seeing Mu Lin opened the door, Jue Zong took a step back, his expressionless expression.

"That...you...your lord lives here?" There was a line at the corner of his mouth, looking at this thatched house-like building, Mu Lin's heart was dark. It was the lord of a desert, and his residence was so discolored. , Not as good as the place where the Mu family servant lives...

"Ah, we have limited manpower here, so generally we can't build a palace." Seeing the weirdness on his face, Jue Zong's face also showed a strange touch.

"Oh." Hearing this, Mu Lin nodded, turned around, and gently pushed Watanabe Miko into the door.

What made Ling Tian startled was that, to his surprise, there were a few small ceramic water tanks in the clean courtyard. The clear water was slowly reflecting a few lotus flowers. The green leaves set off and the clear water dripped. , But it has a special flavor.

"This person, I don't seem to be able to see through." Looking at it, Mu Lin raised his brows slightly, which is like a murderous demon, but he has affection for a small white flower swaying in the breeze. Only these people are the most difficult to figure out with routine.

At this moment, the door of the attic in the very center opened with a creak:

"Two, please."

People do not arrive, but the sound comes first.

"Let's go." Seeing this, Ling Tian lifted her leg and walked towards the attic.

Walking into the room, Mu Lin saw the middle-aged man who was in the first place.

After shaking his mind, Mu Lin suddenly remembered who the latter was. During the last negotiation, I and others took advantage of this shortcoming to take advantage of this gap, but only scribbled a glance at him. Now, looking at him up close, Mu Lin can see his appearance clearly. He is about 30 years old. The black hair is slack on the shoulders, thick eyebrows, big eyes, Chinese character face, sturdy

The tiger's body, the majesty still exists between the eyebrows, a beautiful man alive.

"Great King?" Mu Lin asked with a fist.

"Like, too much."

Did not answer him, but stared at him with the same name, muttering softly in his mouth.

"My lord, why did you say this?" Mu Lin frowned slightly.

"Haha, yes, it's a kind of talent." Hearing what he said, the same name suddenly recovered, he couldn't help but smile, and then continued: "My name is the same name, you can call me uncle heavy, little guy, We finally met."

"Um..." Mu Lin was a little confused when he said that: "Um...Uncle Zhong, you, do you know me?"

"Hehe, I didn't know each other originally, but now I have to know it." Chongming smiled bitterly, as if something was hiding. After a pause, he said: "Well, this time I called you to come here. I am entrusted by others to give you something and take it."

As he said, the same name stretched out his hand, a black light flashed, and suddenly, an antique small box appeared in his hand.

"what is this."

With some hesitation, Murrin took the box, not only him, but also Watanabe Miko who was beside him looked curiously.

"Open it and see it soon?" Chongming smiled, and there was more or less curiosity when he called.

"Um...Uncle Zhong, haven't you opened it and read it?" Mu Lin couldn't help wondering when he saw his expression like this.

"How is that possible? I am entrusted by others. I am not entrusted by others." Duong shook his head.

Listening, Mu Lin nodded, paused, and slowly opened the box.

The eyes of the two gathered in an instant.

I saw that in this, there was lying quietly with a somewhat old scroll.

Putting down the box, taking apart the silk thread wound on the reel, Moulin slowly pulled it away.

However, what surprised the two of them is that on this scroll, there are only countless lines that are not clear, and a few red dots marked with red marks.

However, it is worth seeing that in the center of this scroll, a group of dark flames is portraying it, as if it is a wonderful workmanship, and the black flames are portrayed vividly.

"Is it just a flame?" The same name frowned, and looked at it again with some disbelief. It shouldn't be. Is it just a painting that he has guarded for so many years?

"There should be something, does it mean something."

After that, Mu Lin looked at it carefully again, but apart from countless pen lines, he still couldn't find any thread.

"Wait." Thinking of the pen line, Mu Lin was stunned, his eyes focused on the twisty lines, and a bold idea was immediately apparent in his mind.

"Boy, did you see it too?" At this moment, a voice suddenly came out in his mind.

"It should be impossible to go wrong." Mu Lin's eyes stunned when he heard this voice, and he became more sure of his thoughts.

"But this is not a complete map. It looks like only a quarter of it. Moreover, this flame, looking at the strength of the painting, should be a kind of extreme flame." Staring at the reflection on the lake Scroll, Qingtianhe analysis road.

"Jueyan?" Mu Lin's eyes lit up suddenly: "Which one would it be?"

"There are three types of 20 Jue Flames in the mainland, black flames, the first is the nineteenth-ranked Obsidian Meteorite, the second is the tenth-ranked Void Demon Flame, and..."

"What else?" Seeing him stop suddenly, Mu Lin suddenly wondered.　　 "There is...there is the most terrifying flame in the Ninja Continent, the eternal flame, Amaterasu."...