Wang Teng couldn't help but swallowed hard. His luck was so incredible. With this emperor-level metal, he could also refine powerful magic weapons to enhance his own abilities. "This emperor-level material
, it seems that the fire phoenix clan used the strength of the whole clan to prepare the metal for sacrifice. After countless generations of efforts, it has formed a tower shape. If the chance is enough, it may be possible to refine it.
Come out the emperor
Soldiers are famous all over the world." Wang Teng looked at the metal and thought in shock.
From this point, it can also be seen that the background of the Fire Phoenix Clan back then, no matter what, was in a battle between world-shaking powerful men, and the entire star was turned into debris and fell down.
That battle must have been terrifying.
Otherwise, even in the depths of the ancient world, a normal battle between strong men would not be able to cause such turmoil.
It is not so easy to destroy the stars of a powerful clan. "But now all this has come true for me." Wang Teng laughed loudly and put away the rough tower-shaped embryo. The imperial energy in it was already very strong, even if
There is still a certain gap between the real imperial soldiers, but the soldiers under the imperial soldiers are
The device has the function of crushing.
The Great Ancient Immortal Sword consumes an astronomical amount of energy every time it is activated. He cannot take it out often. With this tower, he can prepare for emergencies.
Then, he scanned the palace again and found that there was nothing of note in the palace. Wang Teng left here. The vast mountains stretched as far as the eye could see. Wang Teng continued on his way, but before he had walked tens of thousands of miles, he suddenly stood on the top of a mountain.
On the road, Wang Teng saw an old man playing the erhu in front of him. The sound of the erhu was a little sad. In this empty space
It echoed in the deserted valley, with a desolate look.
Wang Teng frowned. For some reason, he always felt that there was something extraordinary about this old man.
However, he naturally has no interest in causing some trouble.
So he continued on his way.
But after traveling about five thousand miles, on a cliff ahead, he unexpectedly saw the old man again. He was like a fossil. He didn't even look at him. He was playing the erhu, and his voice was different from before.
Wang Teng gradually realized that something was wrong.
This time, his speed increased a lot, and he flew forward again like chasing the stars and the moon.
But for the next dozen times, thousands of miles ahead, he would see this old man.
It seemed that this old man was deliberately blocking his way.
"Who are you, and what is your purpose in stopping me?" In the end, Wang Teng simply did not leave. He stood on a mountain not far from the old man, looked at him from a distance, and said in a deep voice. This mountainous area has a relatively high altitude.
On the top of the mountain, there is white snow and heavy snowflakes. The old man is wearing thin clothes and playing the erhu on a dry stone. His sad voice, combined with the white snow in the sky, fills the air with a feeling of...
A poetic and picturesque feeling.
Wang Teng was standing on the top of the mountain not far away, with black hair shawl and a heroic figure. He also had a sharp aura like a javelin.
Although the two people did not make any move, the anger in the world became a little tense.
There seemed to be an undercurrent flowing, causing the snowflakes between the two to form vortexes and fly out in all directions.
If anyone else sees this scene, they will definitely be amazed. This is a scene that only occurs when real masters confront each other.
Although Wang Teng and the mysterious old man did not show their sharpness, they had an influence on the surroundings. "Haha, this little brother, the old man has been staring at the Fire Phoenix Clan's pagoda for many years. It's a bit awkward for you to take it away like this.
It’s so unsatisfactory, why don’t I give you some heavenly and earthly treasures, just leave that pagoda to me.”
As if aware of Wang Teng's extraordinary aura, the old man sighed in admiration, stopped playing the erhu, stood up from the dry stone, and smiled at Wang Teng.
When playing the erhu, he showed no trace of his momentum, just like an ordinary person who doesn't know how to practice.
But the moment he stood up, he looked like a Taoist master, with a feeling of Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi.
Wang Teng's breathing was invisible and slightly held.
It seems that old people have an indescribable "power" that can naturally put great pressure on people.
Of course Wang Teng understands that this is far from what normal people can have.
At that moment, Wang Teng shook his head and cupped his hands and said: "The so-called treasures in the world are those who are destined to get them. Old sir, after all these years, you haven't gotten the pagoda. This means that we are not destined to you. Why force it?"
Wang Teng looked a little wary.
When he saw the old man playing the erhu for the first time, he realized that there was something special about this old man.
He has a bit of an incomprehensible taste.
That's why I chose to avoid it.
But since the old man had noticed him, he had nothing to say but faced him head-on.
At the same time, there was something strange in his heart. When he got the pagoda among the ruins of the star just now, he didn't notice any aura paying attention to him. The old man knew every move he made.
It once again proves the extraordinaryness of the old man.
In addition, his speed is so fast that the old man can catch up with him early.
Wang Teng felt that he might encounter a tough opponent today. "Haha, junior, don't give me a toast or eat a fine wine. There is nothing about fate. In this universe, where strength is respected, as long as there is an extremely strong person,
With strength, you can get everything you want, otherwise, even if you are destined again
, It’s useless if you can’t keep it.” The old man smiled lightly and stroked his beard.
His face is covered with wrinkles, criss-crossing them like ravines, and his eye sockets are sunken. When he smiles, he has a somewhat kind and kind feeling.
However, within his slightly thin body, there is a huge "power" permeating the air, as if he can suppress the universe, dominate everything, and reverse time and space.
Wang Teng felt a vast and majestic smell in the old man's body.
It was obvious from this statement that if he didn't hand it over, the old man would use force.
A piece of emperor-grade metal is rare in the world. In addition, it has been trained by the Fire Phoenix tribe for countless years, and it has the prototype of a weapon.
This is indeed a rare treasure.
In the future, if someone aspires to become the Great Emperor, he might be able to use this to kill all the way, reach the altar of God, refine his own imperial weapons, and become famous for an era.
This naturally makes people jealous.
"Then there's nothing more to say. Please ask the old gentleman for advice." Wang Teng sighed softly and handed over to the old man again.
The universe is like this. Under the heavy treasure, two people with no connection and impossible origins will fight for life and death.
Such a treasure would cause huge waves in the depths of the ancient world. It is normal for this old man not to want to miss it.
