This hall is much more simple, even without any extra decoration. The whole space is very empty and the light is very dim.

    There are several white bones on the ground. Because of the confined space, it emits a bad smell.

    There is a huge chair in the center of the main hall. Because the back is facing them, it can''t be seen clearly for a moment.

    The three quickly passed through the white bones scattered on the ground and turned to the back of the chair.

    It''s a body!

    Ziqianmo''s eyelids jumped. At first glance, the scene in front of her made her a little uncomfortable.

    Because this corpse did not turn into white bones, but there was blood and flesh. I just don''t know why these blood and flesh didn''t decay. Instead, they were dried, and the old skin was tightly attached to the bone, looking at some people seeping.

    In the dim light, ziqianmo also saw a heavy rusty sword on his neck, which nailed him to the chair.

    Not only that, look down, this person''s lower body is actually a dry dragon tail!

    Humanoid?

    After observing for a while, ziqianmo affirmed: "this should be the head of the humanoid race."

    As far as she knows, the faces of the elders of the humanoid race are covered with a unique totem. Although the corpse has been weathered, the pattern on the face can still be seen. The pattern is extremely complex and even extends to the neck. It must be a very important person who can tattoo it. This person can only be the head of the humanoid race.

    "If he is the head of a humanoid clan, he should have been killed by the dragon clan." Mo Yan reaches out his hand and wants to pull out the sword nailed on the chair.

    Murong star suddenly said, "don''t move, this sword is the master."

    Mo Yan doesn''t believe Murong star at all. He habitually looks at ziqianmo. It can be said that he only trusted ziqianmo.

    Ziqianmo stepped forward with a little doubt and gently brushed away the dust on the sword with his hand. He was surprised to find that a golden dragon pattern was printed on the hilt of the sword.

    "That''s it! Green Wing sword Purple field wonderful eyes a tight, flash across a trace of surprise.

    The Green Wing sword is a treasure handed down from generation to generation by the dragon people, and has always been used by the clan heads of the past dynasties. It can be said that it is a peerless weapon.

    There is a saying that this sword is called Green Wing sword.

    In ancient times, there were four spirits, namely green dragon, white tiger, rosefinch and Xuanwu. Green dragon also represents the East. The ancestor of the Dragon nationality is also known as "East Palace Green Dragon". Therefore, the Dragon nationality has respected green color for generations. Since ancient times, the real dragon has wings.

    Therefore, the word "Green Wing" represents the lofty status of the dragon people for thousands of years.

    Just now, she didn''t notice. She thought it was a rusty weapon, but she didn''t see that it was a Green Wing sword.

    Murong Xing knew that ziqianmo had seen it, and then nodded: "yes, when the dragon clan leader rescued my brother, he once saw this sword. He took this sword out of the siege and took my brother out of Longcheng, so he specially recorded it."

    Ziqianmo''s heart moved, "so it''s the dragon clan leader who killed the humanoid clan leader."

    She looked around, "where did the dragon clan head go?"

    Mo Yan immediately poured half of his spiritual power into his right hand to release a huge light. In an instant, the whole hall was illuminated by this strong light.

    It''s so sweet. Ziqianmo chuckles,