Chapter three hundred and eighty second wind and clouds
Some decide to participate, and some give up. No matter how good the opportunity is, you still have to make it out alive.
Hushan training camp has prepared a lot of training materials, even covering most of the items needed by advanced practitioners. As long as valuable items can be taken out of the ruins, they can be exchanged.
To a certain extent, this is the reward of the Hushan training camp. The prizes are rich and it just depends on whether everyone can get them.
“So hesitant”
Shang Qianqiu scratched his head. He originally thought that he would have no chance to enter this ruins again, but he didn't expect that he could still go now. He had obtained the Dragon Soul Grass, so why not do it next time?
"I found a place there that was covered with gold and gems, worth at least tens of millions. Unfortunately, the gems there were too difficult to get. It took me several days to get a longan gem."
Xia Tienan was also very troubled. The location of entering the ruins was very random. It was still unclear whether he could find the original place.
"Is it a cliff more than 100 meters high, with a nest on it?"
Seeing Xia Tienan nodding, Xu Zhi could only sigh that this girl was lucky. At that time, the big bone dragon was bragging about the underground palace, and he didn't care about his lair.
"Life is so good." Shang Qianqiu also had a weird look on his face. Everyone was targeted, and Xia Tienan picked the peach.
There is no such thing as something for nothing. If you want to get something, you have to pay for it.
If all the treasures in the Bone Dragon's lair can be taken out, they can be exchanged for almost all the training materials prepared by Hushan, but this is indeed very difficult.
Xu Zhi only had one chance to try. He relied on the power of the grenade blaster and the fear amulet as protection to try out the Bone Dragon.
"Xu Zhi, are you sure you want to go in?"
Xu Zhi nodded. As long as he stayed for a few days, he could successfully harvest a large amount of wool, and killing the creatures in the ruins would also give him a lot of experience. If he could find some treasures of heaven and earth, and leftover treasures, this pair
He is more helpful.
It seems that there is no reason to refuse to go to the ruins. For him, there is no difference between taking risks in the ruins and taking risks in the dream world. He is basically used to it.
"Then my aunt also wants to go in and make a fortune."
Thinking about how pitifully she was begging for Xu Zhi's Dali Pills, Shang Qianqiu went a little crazy. She was also in short supply of training supplies. Her family could apply for part of it, but she had to earn part of it in order to be most perfect.
As for money, she is now burdened with foreign debts and has great needs.
"I'm going to ask my dad for his opinion."
Xia Tienan's hesitant matters were left to his father to handle.
"Have your parents done it?"
Compared with Xu Zhi's clear understanding, if the king of kings wants to enter the ruins, he still needs the signature of his parents. There is a clear difference between entering wild ruins and officially protected ruins, and all procedures must be completed completely.
"Passed, dad coaxed my mom."
The Hushan ruins have resurfaced, and now this area is shrouded in heavy fog and the weather is gloomy, as if it is in the center of a whirlpool with surging winds and clouds.
The situation in the ruins is also very strange. Perhaps many high-level practitioners have learned that this ruins is in the final stage of development and are trying to get a piece of the pie.
"One person came from northern Xinjiang, and two came from South Australia. They flowed quietly to the west. I don't know if there is any hidden method."
Yan Xuankong frowned and looked at the information submitted. There were three great masters in total, and they did not conceal their whereabouts at all. The one in Northern Xinjiang couldn't explain his position clearly, but the two in South Ao made it obvious.
"Old man, can you bear it?"
Sitting next to Yan Xuankong was an old man who was quite old. He exuded a powerful and violent aura. He was very similar to Yan Xuankong. He kept stroking a thick-backed knife like his most beloved thing.
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"They just came to stand on the platform, but they couldn't fight and they didn't dare to fight." Yan Xingxia didn't even raise his head, as if he didn't take the three great masters into consideration at all.
"Your foster father is very calm and has the best fighting ability in the world. They are very afraid. They are afraid that if he suddenly comes out and merges with my sword, two of them will die before he can leave."
"The reputation of my adoptive father has been there for nearly a hundred years. It's a reputation he earned." Looking at Yan Xingxia's slightly gloomy face, Yan Xuankong quickly said: "Old man, you earned your reputation by killing. It's different. People see it.
You are even afraid, not to mention three great masters, just four or five, you can kill them like chickens with one sword."
"It's not that powerful, it's not that powerful." Yan Xingxia accepted his son's flattery, his face turned red, and he wiped the knife again.
"Ten people have entered now. By the way, Ruan Fei, how many of those children can come?"
"Xu Zhi, the King of Kings, Shang Qianqiu is determined to enter. The little girl Xia Tienan wants to go back and ask Xia Xinhong first."
The fact that three of them came on their own initiative was beyond No. 2's expectations. The interval was so short that many people had no reason to enter the same ruins again.
"That little girl from the Xia family is really good at resisting temptation. You might as well ask Xia Xinhong for his opinion. After all, they can't all end up in the same place. The boy named Liangwang will have to practice hard when the time comes, so as not to lose his life if he goes in."
Yan Xuankong pointed to the records taken by everyone before, and the screen showed the key places where several people had stayed. The place where Xia Tienan was located was clearly the dragon's nest that Xu Zhi and others had visited.
The ruins only last for seven days, leaving them little time.
Yan Xuankong thought about Bo Santong's previous words and couldn't help but feel irritable again.
"The third child"
"Hey, boss, what's the matter?"
"Suddenly I remembered that you mentioned the possibility of the ruins collapsing before, and I felt a little unhappy. Come here and give me a beating."
"Damn it, is anyone so vindictive?"
Bo Santong ran away, and the grandmaster beat the master with more talk, and the beating was just like playing.
"You grandson, don't bully you. I want you to run five hundred meters first."
Under a giant green millstone, several master cultivators from Hushan were standing ready. With Yan Xingxia in the training camp, there were very few people who dared to provoke, but they still did not dare to let down their vigilance.
The closer to the end, the more frequent accidents may occur.
Soldiers at all levels have imposed a military blockade on this area. All major roads have been obviously blocked, and aircraft are constantly patrolling the area. Especially now in Hushan, a huge plasma cannon has been set up. For those who are not strong enough,
Group invasion has an absolute deterrent effect. Even if a master is hit, his skin will peel off even if he is not dead.
The plasma cannon has more or less shortcomings for confronting Grandmasters head-on, but it can be used to beat down drowned dogs, kill and pursue Grandmasters or even Grand Masters from a distance, and has some unexpected auxiliary effects.
Yan Xingxia, paired with a plasma cannon, can silence any unassisted Grandmaster.
On a high-rise building of a hotel far away from Hushan, two old men with dark faces looked at each other and shook their heads. Now, it is difficult to enter Hushan again.
"The divine bone powder really has an irresistible attraction to these ruins, and it is perfect for using it to cause destruction."
"It's not bad to use it to trick old man Yan, so that he won't have a back garden for the rest of his life."
"Hehe, we arrived early. If this ruins collapse, I think Old Man Yan will cry."
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The two were very excited discussing it on the high-rise building, and even clinked small wine glasses several times.
On the other side, a middle-aged man with a calm face pushed up his sunglasses, glanced at the gray sky of Hushan, lowered his head, and read non-stop while holding a book.
On top of the book page, a pool of water continued to flow, and in a blink of an eye it penetrated into the next page, holding up the other page.