The Broken Sword Ends, Mysterious Charm!

This magic mountain is too high. After two days of climbing, Shi Zhong and Xiao Budian and his team finally reached the top. They have already penetrated into the sea of ​​clouds. Looking down, there is nothing but a vast expanse of whiteness, as if they have stepped into the heaven.

  The number of creatures on the top of the mountain also gradually decreased. Those who survived here are the real strong, and there are many pure-blooded beasts among them.

  The top of the mountain is extremely wide, as if it is in a plateau, and there are various huge stones displayed on it. They have different shapes, as if the treasures have been petrified here for too long.

  This is Fenbaoya, the legendary place where the saints shed blood during the ancient war. Most of them died in the battle here, but the treasures remained, as if they were protecting their masters.

  In a very conspicuous place on the top of the mountain stands an ancient stele with a row of bright red blood characters engraved on it: "The place where the saints sleep, do not make noise and disturb, destroy Fenbao Cliff, or die!" The

  bright red "Death" The word "killing intent" is scattered everywhere, and no one will doubt its authenticity, because those who don't believe it have turned into blood and broken bones before everyone's eyes.

  All the Tianjiao became cautious here, and even the enemies of life and death temporarily put aside their grievances, and quietly searched for their own good fortune here.

  "There is a treasure in this world!" Someone exclaimed in a low voice.

  Everyone looked along the place where the precious light radiated, and there was a huge stone cracked, the thick stone skin fell off, and the colorful precious light shone brightly, leaving a broken spear stained with blood on the ground.

  An old man with white hair knelt down on his knees and held him up. His wrinkled face was full of tears. They were the first to climb up the Fenbao Cliff. This old man who suppressed the realm searched for a long time here, and finally found And awakened the weapons of his ancestors in a special way.

  "It's scary to find the treasures of the ancestors after coming out of the holy family." Someone exclaimed.

  "It's hard to say, this battle spear has been broken, the spirit of the weapon is dead, and the power is not there. It needs a lot of treasures to warm it up." Someone made a judgment.

  No matter what, that person definitely gained a lot and made people jealous.

  "Let's go, go to Ghost Master's Broken Sword." Shi Zhong whispered, and at the same time asked Xiao Jin and Da Hong to find their own opportunities. With the power of this inexplicable rule, unless they break the taboo here, otherwise There shouldn't be any danger.

  There are many huge rocks on the top of the mountain, and there are many strange rocks. Some are like goshawks fighting the sky, some are like tigers descending the mountain, some are like fairy swords out of their sheaths, and some are like war halberds splitting the sky. They are very vivid and lifelike.

  "Are these all the reflections of ancient real objects?" Shi Zhong secretly guessed, using the Taoist Eye, but unfortunately the stone skin here has a magical power that cannot penetrate, which reminds Shi Zhong of Ye Hei's Origin Stone.

  The more you go to the middle, the more these boulders are, like a stone forest, Shi Zhong took the little one to search carefully for Ghost Master's broken sword.

  After searching around for a long time, the two of them found nothing, but Master Gui said "My sword..." from time to time, which made Xiao BuDian want to jump.

  "My lord, there are so many stones here, can you tell me where they are or what the sword looks like, otherwise how can I find it?"

  "Don't worry." The sound will only sound when it enters a certain range, which is probably around here.

  "Okay." Xiao BuDian regained his spirit and looked for Ghost Master's sword again.

  Suddenly, when the little boy passed a black cow dung-like stone, Ghost Master's voice suddenly became louder, and then the black stone began to crack, and black mist overflowed.

  Shi Zhong was a little speechless, which made Chujing feel emotional, and recalled the cow dung blasted by firecrackers in his previous life, emitting black smoke, which was exactly the same as the situation in front of him.

  In that piece of cow dung stone, a piece of rotten iron skin was exposed, which could be vaguely distinguished as the appearance of a sword, but the handle of the sword had been corroded, so thin that it could barely be held.

  The blade of the sword is also stained and stained with rust. I don't know how many years it has been buried here. There are even a few small holes on it, and the lines have been polished, leaving only a little bit.

  Xiaobu nodded his head, he thought it was a big golden sword, but after searching for a long time it turned out to be something.

  When he complained in his heart, the boulder began to close again, which startled him, so he quickly held it with both hands and pulled it out vigorously.

  The moment the little one held it, a picture of the battle of the ancient saints was uploaded from the hilt. The sky was full of blood, the smoke was billowing, the stumps and broken arms were flying, and the endless land was sunk. Thousands of bloodshed.

  He was rushed by the evil spirit in the picture, his throat was sweet, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Fortunately, the small crystal tower in his hair trembled slightly, and he suppressed the killing intent.

  "Huh..." Xiaobudian let out a long breath, adjusted his internal breath, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and pulled out the broken sword from the cow dung stone with a clang with all his strength.

  Master Gui's "My Sword" voice no longer sounded.

  Xiao BuDian suddenly felt relaxed all over, and a big stone fell to the ground in his heart. He put away the black "sword" as if it were a treasure, and the onlookers covered their mouths and laughed.

  "You guys know nothing." Xiao Budian muttered, if he found the treasures left by the other saints, his strength would increase at most, but if he couldn't find this broken sword, his life would be lost.

  Xiao Budian was full of joy, and a smile appeared on his face again.

  Shi Zhong also breathed a sigh of relief, really happy for Xiao BuDian.

  Both Xiaojin and Dahong are still looking for opportunities, and Shi Zhong also wants to try his luck, traveling through this stone forest, hoping to gain something.

  Each of these boulders seems to hide a shocking treasure, but unfortunately, the stone bell's Taoist celestial eye can't see through anything, and can only slightly feel the charm of it, some strong and some weak.

  Even so, the things in these stones appear involuntarily, and no one can do anything about them. If they attack maliciously, they will be directly obliterated by the power of this part of Baoya's rules, without any sympathy or reason.

  Shi Zhong rubbed his nose in depression, he was not reconciled and walked straight to the deepest part of the stone forest.

  Suddenly, he felt something was wrong, the surrounding conditions did not change much, and the strange stone was laid out perfectly, without cracks or precious light, but Shi Zhong always felt that something was wrong, as if something was missing.

  "It's the charm!"

  Shi Zhong woke up in shock. He didn't know when the charm inside the stones around him gradually decreased until it disappeared completely, as if the treasure inside had been taken away, leaving only the empty shells.

  Shi Zhong used all the power of the runes in his body to activate the eyes of the Taoist fetus. The silver light shot out of the eyes was as real as the essence. He finally discovered the clues. There were some faint golden lines flowing under these boulders, as if there were Like something flowing.

  Shi Zhong turned around, observed carefully, and found that almost all the stones had such a thin line of golden lines at their feet, they spread like spider webs, and they all flowed to the same place.