When the man in purple moved, everyone's attention was almost entirely focused on him.
Everyone held their breath and watched quietly, waiting for the man in purple's next move.
But he turned his palm and took out a magic weapon.
It is an exquisite blue porcelain bottle.
The porcelain bottle has no lid, has a slender neck, and is crystal clear. You can tell at a glance that it is not an ordinary thing.
The man in purple walked to the statue and threw the porcelain bottle away.
In an instant, the porcelain bottle flew into the air, jumped to the top of the chessboard, and then suddenly grew in size. The mouth of the porcelain bottle was like a black hole, releasing its adsorption force towards the statue.
The statue swayed slightly under the force of this adsorption.
"efficient?"
Everyone showed joy.
"If my guess is correct, the key to this restriction is the magic weapon." The man in purple said solemnly: "With our strength, we cannot enter the chessboard. These statues are very powerful. The price of forcing the chessboard is death, but inside the chessboard
The statues seem to only respond to people. If we use magic weapons to counteract them, they will not move. So everyone, use magic weapons... It is impossible for me to subdue these guys by myself. Please activate the magic weapons.
Join me in suppressing these statues!"
When people heard the sound, their eyes widened, and without hesitation, they all threw their magic weapons towards the statue.
The man in purple looked quietly.
After a while, there were magic weapons on all sides of the statue, and all kinds of bizarre artifacts exuded strong soul power.
only.
Everyone's magic weapons were thrown away, but they were like stones sinking into the sea, without any response.
The man in purple frowned and said with great dissatisfaction: "Why do you all only bring out some low-grade magic weapons? Do you only have magic weapons of this level? Or are you reluctant to part with a good treasure? I'll just put it this way, if you don't
If you want to get the ancient tomb inheritance inside, then please continue like this. Anyway, coming down here is just an eye-opener. If you can't get the ancient tomb inheritance, I won't feel bad. As for you... I'm afraid it will be a waste of time.
Got it!"
These words fell to the ground, and many people's faces became ugly.
Everyone wants to retain their strength and save magic weapons.
But now it seems that this is obviously not enough.
As a result, some people took out powerful magic weapons.
There are cold water magic weapons that look like flames, huge statues that look like ferocious beasts, and exquisite pagodas and bottles.
Various magical and powerful Horcruxes appeared one after another, covering the statue again.
Soon, the bodies of all the statues began to tremble.
When everyone saw this, they were very excited, and more and more people had no reservations and sacrificed all the magic weapons.
The man in green also stared closely, shouting from time to time: "Water shortage magic weapon! Who has it?"
"I do!" The soul immediately responded.
"I am short of gravity magic weapon, who has it?"
"I do!" someone said again.
"If I'm short of a magic weapon of destruction, who has it?" the man in green shouted again.
But this time no one said anything.
The man in green frowned, looked around, and when no one said anything, he snorted coldly: "It's already this time, the baby is right in front of you, is there anyone hiding it? If you can't come up with what I said,
Magic weapon, it is impossible for you to open this place and enter the center of the ancient tomb."
The words fell to the ground, and someone finally spoke up.
"Then let me give it a try!"
The man looked hesitant, obviously reluctant, but he still threw out a magic weapon.
It was a dark yellow top, spinning in the air, creating a series of devastating whirlwinds that rotated around the statue.
But the statue didn't move at all.
"If this magic weapon doesn't work, do you have a better magic weapon?" The man in purple said solemnly.
The man was startled for a moment, his face looked ugly, he hesitated for a while, and finally nodded and offered another magic weapon.
This time it was a golden top, which was much more powerful than the previous top. As soon as it appeared, it immediately caused the statue to tremble wildly.
The man breathed a sigh of relief.
But Bai Ye was very curious.
Why does it feel like the man in purple knows that this person has this magic weapon?
Bai Ye was filled with confusion and threw a few magic weapons at him.
But it's of no use.
Compared with these people's high-level magic weapons, most of them are junk, or unusable artifacts obtained from ancient tombs. If they are really powerful, they are probably only these two swords.
If there was no one around, Bai Ye would definitely chop down these statues with one strike of his sword, but that was definitely not possible now.
finally.
With the concerted efforts of everyone, the chessboard finally collapsed, and all the chess pieces were covered with cracks and eventually turned into a pile of rubble.
Everyone present was overjoyed and smiled.
The man in purple also continued to walk inside.
Bai Ye took a deep look at the man in purple, feeling even more incredible.
And at the same time...he actually felt a little familiar and close to the man in purple.
It's like... I've seen him somewhere...
Who is this person?
...
...
Boom!!
Several rays of black light fell from the sky and hit the Zhetian Peak heavily.
The halo disappears.
Several figures stand in front of the unknown tombstone.
At the same time, there were many spirit beings coming around.
But they all hit the gate directly, and they all came to inherit the ancient tomb of Zhetian.
"Brother, let's go in quickly and snatch the inheritance!" A man in black said in a deep voice to the man in a cloak in front of him.
The face of the man in the cloak could not be seen clearly, and his hands were wrapped in bandages. This man was obviously dead.
And next to him was the Rakshasa girl.
"No need to go in!"
Finally, he was silent for a while and said calmly: "We will wait for them here."
"Wait?" The Rakshasa girl smiled charmingly: "Do you want to wait and see?"
"That's too stupid." Zhan Yan shook his head: "I just want to be a fisherman."
"Fisherman?"
"There will be a war inside. No matter who gets the inheritance, he will be the target of public criticism. Only the person who survives to the end can get the inheritance. And the person who gets the inheritance must have experienced hundreds of battles, is weak in strength, and is injured. Wait for him
Come out and rob us, wouldn't it be easy?"
The words fell to the ground, and the eyes of several people around him lit up, and they all nodded.
"Senior brother is right, in this way, we will be the ones with the last laugh!" the man said with a smile.
"Not sure yet."
Finally he shook his head.
"Why did senior brother say that?"
"Because we are not the only ones who want to be fishermen."
He raised his head and scanned the surroundings with a pair of cold eyes under his cloak.
Only then did people discover that they were not the only group standing outside without entering, but there were several groups surrounding them.
Obviously, everyone has this mentality. With so many people going in, the chance of seizing the inheritance is too small, so it is better to wait outside.
"What should we do?" Rakshasa asked, "Should we invite Master?"
"Why bother him with such a small matter?"
Finally, he pulled out the cold sword from his waist and said in a deep voice: "As long as we kill them all, won't we be the only ones left here?"
People's hearts twitched.
But he saw the cloaked man rushing towards the nearest group of people without any warning.
"Do it!"
A cold shout came out, and the final sharp sword had already cut open a person's body...