Looking around, Ye Chen's eyes were fixed on a gray lump of soil more than ten meters away. In the center of the soil, a grass covered with silver scales stood there, with a hint of golden light on the top, emitting
Fine awns.
"This herb is worth 50,000 taels of gold. It's extremely rare. You can actually see it here." Ye Chen was a little surprised. The value of one herb was 50,000 taels of gold. It was definitely a sky-high price. It was refined into a body-protecting mysterious elixir.
If it were, it would be worth at least five hundred thousand taels of gold, and even Baoyuan realm warriors would fight for it.
Without any hesitation, Ye Chen moved his hand, and the golden-topped silver snake grass automatically came out of the soil and flew to his hand. However, before he could examine it carefully, the lump of soil suddenly lifted up, and two holes opened on both sides.
, the cold light gathered into a beam and locked onto him.
This is no lump of earth, it is clearly a monster beast shaped like a crocodile.
Wow!
The crocodile monster broke out of the water. Its huge body, which was more than ten meters tall, rushed towards Ye Chen with a strong corrosive demonic aura, and opened its big mouth covered with fangs in the air.
Ye Chen didn't panic and punched the crocodile monster in the snout.
Sonorous!
With tens of thousands of kilograms of strength combined with pure Qi, it actually only caused the crocodile monster to fly backwards for a few steps without causing even minor injuries.
"die!"
The punch failed, Ye Chen's clothes made a sound, and he punched the crocodile monster in the belly again.
Poof!
This punch was not only extremely heavy, but also contained an indestructible edge. It pierced the crocodile monster all at once, and its blood dyed the swamp red.
Taking out a black gold bag from his arms, Ye Chen dug out the crocodile monster inner elixir and threw it in together with the jade box containing the golden-topped silver snake grass.
Tie the bag tightly around his waist, Ye Chen flashed forward and headed deeper.
Not long after walking, the danger appeared again.
From the big trees rooted in the swamp on both sides, dozens of terrifying strange birds that looked like snakes but had wings flew out. The strange birds made hissing sounds and attacked Ye Chen from all directions.
"lord it over!"
With a punch, the umbrella-like black light covered Ye Chen's figure. The scary strange birds seemed to have hit an invisible wall, and were bounced out one after another. They were pinched by the punch, bleeding from the corners of the mouth, broken wings, and fell in like rain.
In the swamp, it gradually sank.
"Tianmeng Ancient Land is a place of ancient inheritance. The environment inside retains the ancient form. The monsters are also ancient monsters. They are all so tyrannical!"
Based on the strength of the monster energy, Ye Chen could easily tell that the crocodile monster was a level 4 monster and the scary monster bird was a level 3 monster. However, compared with the monsters outside, the monsters here were more than three points more powerful.
Their defenses are extremely strong, and even simple hegemonic fists cannot defeat them.
I don't know how big the swamp is. Ye Chen has been walking for half an hour and still hasn't seen the edge.
Along the way, there were countless ancient monsters that attacked him. Just before, a snail monster the size of a calf sprayed a mouthful of mucus at him. This mucus was not only very viscous, like super glue, but also contained poisonous gas.
, if Ye Chen hadn't reacted quickly and held his breath while avoiding it, he would have been hit.
In the end, the snail monster was decapitated by Ye Chen's sword. This was also the first time he used a sword in the swamp. One can imagine how powerful the snail monster is.
Stepping on the branch, Ye Chen retracted his forward leaning body and turned his head to look at the scorched black ground dozens of meters away.
There is a broken stone tablet standing on the ground, the inscriptions on it have been blurred.
In front of the stone monument, an iron rod was inserted into the soil, with only the back half of it about a meter long exposed.
"Um!"
Ye Chen's eyes lit up, and the iron rod emitted vague spiritual energy fluctuations. Ordinary weapons did not have this effect, he was sure of it.
Is it a treasure?
Although he likes swords, it does not mean that he will ignore other treasures. On the market, a low-grade treasure is worth at least one million taels of gold, and a better one can be sold for two to three million taels. The top ones are like the Sky Splitting Knife.
A low-grade treasure can even be sold for four to five million taels.
Using the Crane Shadow Step, Ye Chen's figure disappeared from the branches. When he reappeared, he was already standing in front of the broken stone tablet.
Ye Chen stretched out his hand to hold the iron rod and pulled it out hard.
Bear!
Red flames soared into the sky, burning the nearby trees.
This is not an iron rod, but a black iron gun, two meters long and three meters long. The gun body has mysterious spiral patterns. The gun blade is four-sided with grooves between the edges. Suddenly,
At first glance, I thought it was a spiral flame burning on the top of the iron rod, which was completely natural.
"Low-grade treasure gun, a good thing!"
Ye Chen could feel the hot breath flowing in the iron gun. As long as he stimulated his true energy a little, the hot breath would burst out and kill the enemy. However, it was different from the tiger-head broadsword in the storage spirit ring and Lin Qi's.
Compared with the Sky Splitting Knife, it is a little inferior. The reason why a treasure is a treasure is because it has its own power. For example, the tiger-head broadsword contains sword energy, and Qi-training realm warriors can exert great power. As for Lin Qi's Sky Splitting Knife, it is estimated that it will also be powerful.
More or less, the power contained in this low-grade treasure gun is flame, and it is undoubtedly best to be used with fire-based Qi practitioners.
Holding the iron gun, Ye Chen frowned.
Where should I put such a big iron gun? I can't keep it in my hand all the time!
It’s really inconvenient not to have a storage ring!
Ye Chen shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Thousands of meters away, four or five sect disciples scattered around saw the fire shining in front of them, their eyes flickered, and they passed by without hesitation.
"Someone is coming."
Ye Chen's body that was about to leave froze. After a dozen breaths, five sect disciples appeared around him. They were all from different countries and sects. They all looked at the low-grade treasured spear in his hand with greedy eyes.
it goes without saying.
"Boy, put the gun down."
"Cut off your own arm and spare your life."
"You can't get such a treasure. It's your own fault."
The five people slowly approached, trying to grab the low-grade treasured spear first.
Ye Chen sneered, these five people are all peak warriors in the late stage of the Ningzhen Realm. Judging from their auras, three are at the quasi-gongzi level and two are at the young master level.
"If you want a treasured gun, you must first save your life."
There is no murderous aura, no evil aura, Ye Chen has a sharp aura, an indestructible sharp aura.
"court death!"
The disciple of the sect closest to Ye Chen took action. He raised his hand and slapped it with a palm, pressing the palm of his true energy as big as a millstone.
These were not worthy of his sword. Ye Chen held an iron spear and stabbed it out.
Bear!
The crimson flame burned through Zhenqi's palm and hit his neck.
Snapped!
The head flew out, and the broken area was scorched black.
"He has a low-grade treasure gun, let's do it together."
The other four people were startled and shouted inwardly.
"act recklessly!"
A carbine shot came out, and the gun shadows were heavy, like mountains and mountains, but it was Ye Chen who used the iron spear to use the Mountains and Mountains sword move among the Thirteen Swords of Gufeng.
Before the sect disciple who attacked from behind could get close, there were dozens of scorched black holes on his body. The fatal spot was on his forehead, and half of his head was blown off.
A sect disciple was stabbed to death with one shot. Ye Chen didn't even take a breath. The iron gun swept across, and red flames burst out, hitting the other person's left waist hard.
There was a scratch, and the man's body was broken into two pieces and fell into the swamp.
"Run quickly, this person is not an ordinary warrior in the late stage of the Condensation Realm." Now the remaining two people finally understood that Ye Chen was not someone they could provoke. Generally speaking, warriors of the same level holding low-grade treasures could at most compete with him.
Two people are already at their limit. It is impossible to kill three people in one attack. In order to do so, one must have equally strong fighting power.
But it's too late to run now.
One person ran slower and his head was exploded by Ye Chen. The other person was already hundreds of meters away. Before he could rejoice, he felt a heat in his chest. He looked down and saw the tip of a spear like a spiral flame piercing through his chest, killing him.
Nailed to a big tree.
The big tree was burning brightly, and the flames spread all over the place.
Walking over and pulling out the iron spear, Ye Chen secretly said: To me, the strength of a young master is no longer enough. I can only blame you for your misfortune.
Instead of leaving immediately, Ye Chen suddenly turned around.
"It's time to show up, my friend."
Whoosh!
A figure jumped out and landed on the rocks in the center of the swamp.
"Yes, holding a low-grade treasured spear can kill five sect disciples of the same level in a row. If possible, I don't want to kill you, but you have to cut off one of your arms. As for the treasured spear, it is my victory prize, Qiu Heng.
How about it." The young man was about twenty-one or twelve years old, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a strong anger on his body. As soon as a poisonous snake showed its head next to him, he kicked it into two pieces.
Kill level 3 ancient monsters instantly, very strong!
Ye Chen saw that the other party was not simple. In Tianmeng Ancient Land, the defense of the third-level ancient monsters was extremely strong. Even his domineering fists could not kill him at once, but the other party was so understated. If nothing else, this person
His strength is close to the masters of the previous Qianlong Ranking.
"Is it just you?"
If it were before, Ye Chen would not be sure of defeating the opponent, but this time is different from the past.
The young man smiled solemnly, "In the last Hidden Dragon Ranking, I was ranked 75th. Unfortunately, I was only ranked in the top 72nd. But if you compare me with an ordinary peak warrior in the late stage of the Condensation Realm, you would
They died miserably, and I could kill a large number of those people with just a few moves."
"Now you want to live or die, choose."
Clang!
The iron gun was inserted into the ground, Ye Chen pulled out the Yunyin Sword, "Kill you with one sword."
"Hey, why are there so many people who want to die? Don't worry, I won't let you die directly. I will tear off your limbs and stick them in trees."
With ghastly words in his mouth, Qiu Heng lightly tapped the stone with his right foot. Poof, the stone exploded. He had already rushed towards Ye Chen in the air. While he was still on the way, his fierce leg strength knocked Ye Chen close to him.
A big tree was cut in half, and the fracture was as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been carefully polished. Compared with it, Shi Potian was far behind, not on the same level. This Qiu Heng was incredibly tyrannical.
"One sword!"
Ye Chen didn't react at all, shook his head slightly, and slashed out with his sword at will.
"What's going on? I can see my back with my head." Qiu Heng felt that his body was moving away, his sight could see his back, and his target had sheathed his sword and turned around.