An Bulang walked into the "treasure passage" first. As soon as he stepped into it, he saw a magnificent passage. The light of night pearls made the passage look like day. The walls were made of pure gold and inlaid with precious gems as big as stones.
, so dazzling that people can’t even open their eyes.
This is the light of trench air.
If ordinary people came here, they would probably want to tear off the entire wall and take them away.
An Bulang glanced at it and didn't bother to look at it.
He no longer had the slightest interest in these things. After the battle on Freedom Avenue, there were so many such things that he threw away a lot of them as garbage.
There is no way, it really takes up too much space, these things are not worthy of wasting his space!
An Bulang walked forward without squinting.
The scene along the passage becomes more and more luxurious. From gold to gems to various rare treasures, handed down paintings, and masterpieces by masters, all of them are heart-stirring things that seem to seduce the people passing by.
This may be a trap...
An Bulang reminded himself silently.
Finally, after walking several hundred meters, the wall in front of me turned into a space made of fluorescent spiritual stones. This scene was enough to make all monks jealous!
An Bulang smiled: "Do you think I am the kind of monk who is blind to money?"
yes!
An Bulang pounced on the spirit stone space like a hungry wolf!
"Buzz!" The moment his hand touched the spirit stone, destructive energy suddenly poured into his hand that touched the spirit stone quickly along the surface of the spirit stone, and then flowed throughout his body, trying to destroy the body of the man in front of him.
destroy!
"Hiss...oh...comfortable..."
An Bulang's feeling changed from sudden stimulation to numbness and then to enjoyment.
This energy is fatal to a weak monk, but to him at the twenty-third level of the Mysterious Body, it is almost like an electric massage, and there is nothing to be afraid of.
After feeling refreshed for a while, he took out a golden shovel from the ring.
Mortal-level high-level magic weapon: Melting Light War Shovel.
Features: Extremely sharp, suitable for shoveling ore.
Aren’t the walls full of spiritual stones in front of us an excellent treasure mine?
An Bulang smiled, and his smile became even happier.
He took the shovel and shoveled hard, and the sharp tearing sound echoed in the passage. Dozens of spiritual stones fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
The mysterious energy on the spirit stone wall didn't seem to expect that An Bulang would dare to attack its spirit stone. It seemed to be stimulated and attacked An Bulang's body more crazily, but An Bulang just shook his body and continued to be cheerful.
Digging in the ground.
"Digging for money~"
"The people today are so happy..."
The young man hummed a mysterious song, and kept digging the spiritual stones on the surface of the wall with the fusion shovel in his hand without stopping. Countless spiritual stones fell to the ground, and were then taken into the ring by An Bulang.
The mysterious energy was very desperate, but it continued to attack the diggers. But somehow, the terrifying energy that would have stunned those who entered the tomb in the past had no effect on the young man in front of him.
"Oh...it feels so comfortable..."
"Oh... it feels so good... hiss... I've made a lot of money!"
An Bulang enjoyed electrotherapy while happily mining.
The more the mysterious energy attacks An Bulang, the more desperate he becomes. Imagine how you feel when you exhaust all your attacks and all you get in return is the enemy's comfortable moans.
In the end, the mysterious energy finally exhausted itself.
The entire Lingshi Avenue was completely dug up by An Bulang.
The Spiritual Stone Avenue, which once shone with aura, moved people's hearts, and coveted countless monks, has now become an ordinary stone wall with pits and bumps.
If An Bulang hadn't been kind-hearted and placed a few luminous pearls on the Lingshi Avenue, this avenue would have turned into a dark ghost road...
An Bulang looked at the trophies in the ring again and smiled like a child.
Fifty thousand spiritual stones, get it!
Digging for spiritual stones took him a lot of time.
But the effort is worth it. At least this is An Bulang's most generous spiritual stone income except for the Freedom Avenue, which makes him very happy.
He counted the number of spiritual stones in Najie, and including the remaining spiritual stones after harvesting on the Freedom Avenue, there were a total of one hundred thousand spiritual stones, which was already an astronomical number for ordinary monks!
At least, the Tianyuan realm monks he had met were not that rich!
"The Tomb of King Bai is quite generous..."
"Not as stingy as I thought!"
An Bulang was in a good mood and continued to walk forward.
Even if he doesn't gain anything from his next trip, he will still be satisfied.
Not only that, but I also want to give a silent thumbs up to King Bai’s Tomb.
Crossing Lingshi Avenue, there was a dazzling light.
He seemed to have come to a new world. The sky was earthy yellow, the earth was covered with yellow sand, and there were a large number of suspended apertures in the distance, and the apertures were wrapped with radiant magic weapons!
"Oh my god! They are all magic weapons, and there are so many of them!" An Bulang's eyes lit up slightly.
He discovered that there were hundreds of suspended apertures, which meant that there were hundreds of magic weapons!
Each magic weapon is a powerful weapon condensed from heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Even if it is an ordinary magic weapon, it is worth a lot of money and is definitely worth fighting for!
An Bulang swallowed his saliva and walked forward without hesitation.
boom!
The yellow sandy earth suddenly trembled.
Sand soldiers made of yellow sand holding weapons suddenly appeared on the ground. At a rough count, there were hundreds of them.
"Those who trespass on the land of treasures will die!"
The sand soldiers roared angrily and suddenly charged towards An Bulang with weapons in hand.
Each of them moves extremely fast, and the fluctuations they emit are at the level of the ninth level of the Mysterious Body. What is the concept of the existence of hundreds of the ninth level of the Mysterious Body? It is enough to kill more than a dozen strong men in the Naling Realm by sheer numbers!
Without the mentor's supervisor, An Bulang can no longer pretend.
In his palm, a seven-pointed ice flower shining with dark blue light suddenly appeared.
"Heaven-level magic, Big Ice Palm!"
An Bulang knelt half on the ground and slapped his palm on the ground.
Buzz... The seven-cornered ice flower skyrocketed crazily on the yellow sand land, covering hundreds of feet on the yellow sand land, covering hundreds of sand soldiers, and the water vapor began to rise...
An Bulang looked at the army of sand soldiers who were about to rush in front of him, and his eyes flashed with blue light.
The ice on the ground exploded with extreme cold power.
Click, click, click...
The ground freezes.
Air condensation.
The speed of hundreds of sand soldiers suddenly became extremely slow, and then froze.
An Bulang stood up and slowly passed through the army of solidified sand soldiers. An unknown wind blew by, and the solidified sand soldiers dissipated behind him like yellow sand, disappearing without a trace.
When he was a hundred feet away from the aperture, there was another violent explosion on the yellow sand ground. A dozen yellow sand generals with astonishing momentum and wearing metal armor rushed towards the young man in white.
They were either holding huge sand knives, stepping on sand sculptures, or chanting spells.
An Bulang didn't bother to take a second look, but he just punched those powerful yellow sand creatures that could cut down the Naling Realm with just one wave.
Bang!
The force of the fist squeezed the air and distorted it.
The yellow sand general holding a sand knife, before the sword fell, his body and the sword were blown into pieces of sand by the terrifying power of the fist through the air.
The general who was standing on the sand sculpture was thrown away by the wind of the fist and became unsteady. He fell directly from the sand sculpture, and then was punched in the air by An Bulang and exploded again.
The chanting Huangsha Dharma General suddenly thrust his scepter into the sky: "Huangsha Falling Blade!"
The yellow sand blades fell from the sky, like a rain of knives falling from the sky.
But when those knives landed on An Bulang's body, they smashed into fine sand, unable to cut through An Bulang's seemingly delicate skin.
Huang Shafa's expression changed, he chanted again, and then he received a punch from An Bulang.
Bang!
The Dharma general is gone.
One by one, the powerful Huangsha generals were punched one by one by An Bulang. In the blink of an eye, they were all hammered to pieces alive.
An Bulang was like an invincible god of war, pushing forward all the way, and finally came to the suspended aperture with a magic weapon...
"Tsk... there are so many magic weapons, but how should I get them?" An Bulang murmured to himself.
"Good question!" At this time, a rough voice suddenly came.
A strong wind blows.
The sky is filled with yellow sand.
Then, the yellow sand condensed into an old man floating in the air.
This old man looks extremely weird. Not to mention that his whole body is made of sand. The key is that he is also very fat and has no legs. His upper body is like a big roly-poly, and he is stroking his sand beard proudly.
"Congratulations to the destined person!"
"Congratulations on your destiny!"
Fatty Sha said with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.
"You are able to pass the test of treasure and go all the way without being obsessed with worldly treasures or greedy for spiritual stones. This is extremely rare, which shows how strong your mind is!" Fatty Sha shook his head and praised.
An Bulang blinked his eyes, not greedy for spiritual stone cultivation?
Is this fat guy talking about me?
Before you praise me, can't you first see what Lingshi Avenue has become?
Facing the fat man's praise, An Bulang nodded with a smile: "Senior, that's a ridiculous compliment."
Seeing that the young man was polite, Fatty Sha smiled kindly and continued: "Next, you can break through the army of sand soldiers and the sniper attack by the guards of the general Sha, which shows how strong you are!"
"Therefore, you are already qualified to choose one of the magic weapons!"
An Bulang was dumbfounded when he heard Fatty Sha's last words.
Pick a magic weapon?
"Next, as long as you release your blood essence, you can establish a connection with the 121 magic weapons on the field. If the magic weapons are destined to you and want to be taken away by you, then they will glow, and you can use the glowing magic weapons to
Among them, choose a magic weapon to take away!" Fatty Sha shook his head and said.
"There are a total of 109 mortal-level magic weapons and 12 mysterious-level magic weapons here. I hope you can get the magic weapon you like. Now, you can start." Fatty Sha said with a smile.
An Bulang couldn't help but said: "Why can't I only take one piece? Why can't I get more?"
"No, this is a rule!" Fatty Sha shook his head.
He actually understands human speech, is he a sane Sandman?
An Bulang was stunned at first, and then felt slightly happy.
"But I still saw a sentence on the gate of King Bai's Tomb..."
An Bulang looked at Fatty Sha with a meaningful smile: "That sentence is like this: Welcome those who are destined to come to my king's tomb. There are many treasures in the tomb. Anyone who has the ability can take it!"
"What do you mean?" Fatty Sha's smile disappeared and his eyes narrowed slightly.
An Bulang pointed to all the magic weapons on the field and said, "I want all of these magic weapons!"