After entering, Tang Feng discovered that the treasure room was larger than expected, covering thousands of square meters.
Looking around, there are rows of shelves arranged in an orderly manner, with various weapons placed on the shelves.
All weapons that can be made in the world, including eighteen kinds of weapons in the world, are all included here.
Tang Feng started from the door and walked out one by one. On the first grid was a sword.
This was a soft, stern sword. As soon as Tang Feng held it, he immediately felt a biting chill.
"What a sword!" Tang Feng sighed softly, flicking his wrist, and several sword flowers appeared on the edge of the sword, which was dazzling.
"But this sick sword is too thin and the blade is too narrow after all, so it is not suitable for me!" Tang Feng shook his head and put down the sick sword.
The second grid is an axe. It is a heavy ax made of pure gold and weighs ninety-nine and eighty-one kilograms.
"It's a pretty good axe, but it's too bulky and not flexible enough!" Tang Feng sighed slightly and continued walking forward.
There is a grid on the third shelf, and there is a knife.
It has a black blade, a red handle, no scabbard, and a red ribbon hanging from the blade, which looks pretty good.
Tang Feng's heart moved. He held it up to feel the weight. It seemed to be about fifty kilograms. It was a good idea, but he always felt that something was missing. To be precise, it was missing a little spiritual energy.
He was still dissatisfied and continued to walk forward.
Next, there are all kinds of weapons. The dragon group's treasure house has a rich collection. It even has the famous treasure in the past, the golden silk armor that is said to be invulnerable.
It's just that in the new era, with the birth of various modern weapons, the role of golden silk armor has become more and more limited, so it gradually declined.
For Tang Feng, although the golden silk armor was good, it was not what he wanted.
Soon he saw a stick as black as ink. The stick was not thick, but when he got it, it was heavy, weighing seventy-two kilograms.
Tang Feng's heart suddenly moved, and he had an inexplicable feeling about this stick.
According to the engraved instructions, this bastard was the ancestor of the dragon thirty years ago. He accidentally obtained a meteorite from the sky, and then asked a smelter to make it. The reason why it was made into a weight of seventy-two kilograms implies that in ancient myths and legends, the man who once made a big fuss
The Great Sanctuary of the Heavenly Palace possesses seventy-two transformations.
"Unfortunately, I don't have a stick technique that I'm quite satisfied with, nor does it have the changes of the great sage from ancient mythology, otherwise this stick would be quite suitable."
Tang Feng smiled and shook his head, put down the stick made of meteorite, and continued to walk forward.
Until now, he doesn't have any unique weapon moves, so even he himself doesn't know which weapon is more suitable for him.
So Tang Feng could only look down from shelf to shelf. Fortunately, he was not in a hurry.
There are many types of weapons in the arsenal. In addition to traditional swords, there are even a variety of other weapons, such as judge pens, folding fans made of black iron, and even dragon-headed walking sticks.
Tang Feng didn't like these strange weapons. So far, only the stick, which was as black as ink and looked ordinary but heavy, satisfied him a little.
"Do we really have to choose that stick?" Tang Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and kept looking down. Not long after, he was almost at the end.
The weapons on the end rack were even worse, some were almost rusty because they had not been moved for a long time.
Tang Feng was not satisfied with any of these weapons, except for the majestic Fang Tian Painted Halberd.
"Unfortunately, in the ancient mythological era, many famous utensils appeared in China. Unfortunately, most of them have been lost by now."
Tang Feng shook his head and sighed. After all, the Dragon Group has not been established for too long. Compared with the famous sects and aristocratic families in the ancient martial arts world that have been passed down for thousands of years, there is a gap.
There are many famous utensils in China, and most of them exist in these famous sects and aristocratic families.
Thinking of this, Tang Feng couldn't help but feel a little unmotivated. He was thinking about turning around and walking towards the inconspicuous black stick in front of him.
But at this moment, his peripheral vision suddenly moved and he caught a glimpse of a gun placed in the corner.
The gun barrel has a simple shape and is made of pure copper. It looks like it has been around for some time because it has a patina on it.
The head of the gun is made of red gold, shaped like a dragon's head, and the tip of the gun is shaped like a dragon's tooth. It looks very domineering, and the shape of the whole gun is very unique.
However, the barrel of the gun already has a patina and even a lot of rust, which invisibly reduces the gun's momentum.
However, for some unknown reason, Tang Feng always had a feeling in his heart when looking at this strange ancient gun, as if he had seen this gun before.
This feeling was very strange, as if he suddenly saw an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, which made him feel both strange and slightly surprised.
Tang Feng didn't hesitate at all, he reached out and took hold of his hand, and swung it with the force. In an instant, the wind howled.
It was then that he realized that the gun was actually very heavy, weighing a full 108 kilograms!
"The gun is a good gun, but it's a pity that it's been a bit rotten and rusty due to its age."
Tang Feng shook his head slightly and sighed. Suddenly, his heart moved, and the energy in his Dantian immediately surged, through his wrist, towards the ancient spear in his hand.
However, the next moment, something shocking happened to Tang Feng!
As soon as his golden dragon energy surged towards this ancient spear, wisps of luster appeared on the barrel of the gun, and the rust stains on it began to fall off bit by bit.
"What's going on? Does this gun contain its own Qi, and my Qi strength seems to have activated this Qi?"
Tang Feng was greatly shocked, and the energy in his Dantian surged out again, and even more majestic energy rushed out, rushing towards the two-meter-long gun in his hand.
Suddenly, the spear's golden light shone brightly, dazzlingly, as if the energy hidden in the gun's body had been activated, and the tip of the spear's dragon head exuded a majestic and domineering aura.
And just when Tang Feng was stunned, the energy originally hidden in the gun suddenly rushed out, and also rushed into the dantian through his arm.
Tang Feng was shocked. It was obviously too late to stop him at this time. This energy was very fast and overbearing.
Fortunately, this energy did not seem to have any destructive power. It merged with his Golden Dragon energy in an instant, invisibly strengthening his energy and making his energy even more powerful.
And at the moment when the two qi merged, a burst of information suddenly appeared in Tang Feng's mind.
"What is this?" Tang Feng only felt it slightly, and he was stunned on the spot as if he was petrified.
"It turns out that the name of this gun is called Dragon Spear!" Tang Feng felt very happy.
Perhaps because his martial arts is related to dragons, he likes the shape of this gun very much. It is simple and the head of the gun is still shaped like a dragon's head.
The tip of the spear is even more shaped like a dragon, and even the body of the spear is engraved with golden dragons flying into auspicious clouds.
