"Crunch!" Qin Tian turned the wheel and matched east to the direction of Li.
The moment he lowered his hand, a stone door fell down somewhere.
"Bang bang bang!" The stone door was constantly being knocked by something, and countless chaotic buzzing sounds rang in Qin Tian's ears. A small fiery red thing popped out from the cracks in the stone. This thing was like a spider.
However, there was a pair of powerful wings on his back, and his sharp teeth were slightly exposed, and turned into a red light and rushed towards Qin Tian and the others.
"Whoops!" An arrow hit the strange thing firmly. Fang Chengming looked at the thing struggling with a cold sweat on his face, "What the hell is this thing? Why is it so weird..."
"There are so many strange things in the world. This is the first time we met the red blood Gu in the passage, but this time it is a more ferocious mother Gu. They will lay eggs directly on your flesh and blood.
, you will be alive for about a week, and when the egg slowly hatches out of your body, you will feel the pain of your flesh and blood collapsing.
Then those things will slowly come out of your body and eat you whole..."
As soon as Qin Tian finished speaking, Fang Chengming shuddered. If he was entangled with these things, it would definitely be a life worse than death. Thinking of this, Fang Chengming stared at the gap and kept shooting arrows in his hand.
They nailed those things to the floor accurately.
Qin Tian looked at the gossip in front of him and kept chanting: "Qian is the sky, Dui is the Ze, Li is the fire, Zhen is the thunder, Xun is the wind, Kan is the water, Gen is the mountain, Kun is the earth, and east is Li.
What is it worth..."
"Boohoo!"
The arrow feathers in Fang Chengming's hand kept shooting out, and more and more red blood Gu emerged from the gaps, which made his spirit reach the extreme. He had to ensure that every arrow could accurately hit the red blood Gu.
Help Qin Tian drag it for a while. If one accidentally misses one, they will all finish playing.
Qin Tian looked at the roulette wheel in front of him and suddenly fell into a mysterious realm. At this moment, the stone gate collapsed, and countless bright red red blood Gu rushed towards them like a flood.
"Crack."
Qin Tian's hand suddenly twisted the turntable, stopping the center arrow between A and B...
"Boom." The chain turned, and the red blood mother Gu who were only one step away from Qin Tian and the others retreated out as if they had seen something terrible when the door opened.
The door slowly opened, and Qin Tian moved forward and backward as if possessed. He could feel a powerful consciousness inside calling him...
Fang Chengming originally thought that the door where countless people had sacrificed their lives was a huge treasure house. Even if it was not a treasure house, it must be a very mysterious inheritance palace. However, the moment the door opened, Fang Chengming could only see endless flames burning.
The flames were purple-red and very strange. When Fang Chengming saw the flames, he couldn't help but take a step back. He originally wanted to ask the boss to retreat, but he didn't expect Qin Tian to step straight into the flames.
"Boss!" Fang Chengming wanted to go in and hold him, but found that there seemed to be a barrier in front of him, and he could only spin around anxiously.
The flames naturally avoided the moment Qin Tian entered. Qin Tian walked all the way to the center of the flames and then stopped.
What I saw was a blood-red long sword surrounded by flames all over the sky. The sword was firmly embedded in the stone and was burned by the purple-red flames without any damage. The sword was smooth and beautiful, just like the graceful figure of a beauty.
Usually people can't take their eyes away.
The blood-red dark pattern is spread in the center of the sword body, shining with endless brilliance...
Just when Qin Tian and the others were in this secret passage, the outside world exploded, and the horizon suddenly seemed to be cut off by a sword, revealing a very bright bloody scratch, and the clouds around the scratch all changed.
It turned into a fire-like color. At first, everyone thought it was strange, but no one cared.
But in the next second, a huge auspicious light suddenly rose from nowhere, corresponding to the blood color in the sky.
"The divine weapon is born! The divine weapon is born!" Those who saw it showed a hint of madness in their eyes. This is an opportunity that only occurs once in a thousand years! If anyone can get the divine weapon, it means that he will rise to prominence and even become a saint.
Not necessarily.
However, he was not the only one who saw this vision, but thousands of monks on the continent. At this time, they all ran like crazy towards the direction where the vision appeared.
"When the magic weapon is born, whoever competes with it will probably cause another bloody storm on this continent." The old man selling tea sighed as he looked at the figure constantly leaping in the air.
"I remember the last time the magic weapon came out, it was hundreds of years ago. I heard what my grandma said. She said that the era hundreds of years ago was an era that could not be surpassed no matter what." The old woman said from
He came out of the kitchen and spoke.
"As for those legends of the older generation, who knows whether they are true or false, but there will be no peace after this..." the old man said and began to put away the teacups.
The old woman who came out looked at the vision on the horizon and sighed, "This scene is really like what my grandma told me. She said that this is how the ancient magic weapons were born. The gap in the horizon widened and eventually half of it was stained red."
Skyrim."
Those people who were drinking tea and taking a break looked at the old woman and thought she was talking nonsense. They smiled and asked, "What else did your grandma say?"
"My grandma also said that after the first ancient magic weapon was born, there would be a second one..." As soon as the old woman finished speaking, the whole teahouse burst into laughter.
"I think you are an old fool. Having one of these magic weapons is a thousand-year opportunity. How can there be a second one? Hahahaha, it really makes me laugh to death." Those who said this all laughed and patted the table.
He also put a few more coins on it and said, "The story you told is quite good. I'll give it to you, hahahaha."
"Old woman, you'd better go back." The old man shook his head, took the dishes and put them in the sink.
"It's okay to treat it as a story if you don't mean it, but there are always people who think of it as an opportunity." The old woman walked slowly towards the kitchen on crutches. When they heard the old woman's words, everyone burst into laughter again.
"I think only fools would regard this as an opportunity!"
There was a nondescript Buddhist monk sitting in the corner of the teahouse. He was wearing monk's clothes, but in front of him was a plate of wine and meat. He glanced at the old woman's leaving figure and said, "Amitabha, I believe what this donor said is true."
The monk said, put a piece of gold on the table, and walked away.