The remains of the caves, weapons are all over the mountains, flowing with the breath of the vicissitudes of time, compared to the darkness of the ancient battlefield, the entire cave ruins are floating with a faint light.

A faint halo of light undulated along the mountains, and this light was limited, only enveloping the caves, not reaching the outside of the caves.

Just walking outside the Arsenal Mountain Range, Qing Yanghuan's eyes were shrouded in dense weapons, and the stone sword that was more and more tall pierced the sky, wanting to break through the darkness, and the ancient breath flowed up and down his body.

The giant axe across the two ancient mountains, the size of hundreds of zhang, the axe handle is broken and smashed down the ancient mountain, standing on the earth like a mountain peak, the sword, the sword, the sword, the axe, the hook and fork, the breath of the ancient vicissitudes of life is connected into a piece, gathered into an ocean, wave after wave of sweeping, but unfortunately are covered by the halo covering the ancient mountain, and there is not much overflow.

Stepping into the mountains, the vast vicissitudes of life like the ocean rushed to the face, making people feel a buzzing in their ears, which was the impact of the breath of the years, and it took a few breaths of time to adapt.

Grotto!

This mountain range, which seems to stretch for thousands of miles, has no idea how many weapons it contains, this is the mound of weapons, and it is the burial place of weapons.

It is really too magnificent vicissitudes, what kind of powerful force can leave a great achievement, Qing Yanghuan's heart trembled, he believed that any martial artist who came here would be shocked when he saw the scene in front of him for the first time.

Walking through again, he walked into the cave mountain range, and all the dense around the figure were weapons, these weapons had been substantiated, and after a long time, even the gold and iron had been corroded by the years, and the hollow was derived.

It doesn't even need to be touched by anyone, just the air flow driven by the warrior walking by, and the surrounding petrified weapons will be completely annihilated into powder.

There are already many warriors in the mountain range who are looking for their own opportunities, but fortunately, the mountain range is large enough that everyone subconsciously separates themselves from others from a long distance to prevent unnecessary trouble.

Boom!

On the distant mountain, the blood qi in the hands of a young warrior burst out, directly annihilating a piece of decaying and petrified weapons into ashes, but when he swept over a short spear pierced the ground, a golden and iron intertwined and exploded.

Buzz!

The blazing blood light instantly crossed the sky, the short spear roared, and a blood-colored winged tiger roared out, the sound was like thunder, shaking the mountains.

"Ancient soldiers!"

In an instant, the blazing blood light attracted the attention of countless martial artists around him, and they looked in the direction of the short spear one by one, revealing various expressions.

In a short period of time, naturally no one knows what level this short gun is at, but everyone understands one thing, can go through the years without decaying weapons, do you need to say anything?

The years have proven everything!

Feeling the various intertwined thoughts coming from the surrounding mountains, the young warrior's expression couldn't help but change, and the next moment there was a touch of determination in his eyes, and the blood qi in his whole body exploded, and the blood flames were filled, and then he grabbed the magic spear in front of him with his big hand.

"Up!"

With a wild roar, the blood and qi of his whole body gathered and splashed, and he tried his best to draw his short spear, turning into a streamer of light and rushing towards the outside of the mountain range.

Ruthless and resolute, directly burn the blood, and escape, compared to an ancient soldier, the temporary burning of blood and gas will be replenished in the future.

Woohoo!

It's a pity that there is no reason to talk about in the great wilderness, the young strong man turned into a streamer and pierced the darkness, but there are still warriors in the mountains who leave, obviously not wanting to let go of such an opportunity.

From the discovery of the ancient soldiers to the departure of several warriors chasing the young warriors, in a short period of time, the undercurrents in the Arsenal Mountains were surging, and they were all seen by Qingyang Huan.

The snatching of the red fruit fruit was more thorough than in Yaoshan, and it also raised a warning in his heart, and he found that creation is not the same as getting creation.

With the Holy Face Heavenly Maiden went to the depths again, there were rotten weapons everywhere, and the more he moved towards the depths of the mountain range, Qingyang Huan also understood why this place was called a cave.

Deep in the mountains, grottoes have been carved out of the rock walls, and the broken signs of the grottoes show that weapons were once placed in them.

As you can imagine, these weapons placed in the grotto are much better than those covered with mountains outside.

It's a pity that there is no shadow of ancient soldiers in these caves dug out of the mountain wall, and they may have been taken away a long time ago.

Boom!

After a while, a sonorous sound sounded again in the distant valley, and a roar was transmitted, and the golden light was in the sky, but it was much weaker than the blood light that burst out from the short spear before.

"Let's go, since you have entered Baoshan, how can you return empty-handed. ”

Immediately, Qingyang Huan signaled to the Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden, since his weapon was destroyed in that trip to the Void Starry Sky, he has always relied on his fists to meet the enemy, although it is more violent and heavy, but it is less fierce.

Of course, even if he was not destroyed in the void, with his current strength, the weapons of the earth soldier level could no longer cope with his current strength realm.

At least a weapon at the level of a heavenly soldier is barely a thing, but with the promotion of martial arts strength, weapons also need to be promoted in order to just match the combat power.

And even the weakest heavenly soldier in the Great Wilderness, without 100,000 medium-grade blood essence stones, it is impossible to take it, and such heavenly soldiers are basically the kind of niche or somewhat flawed weapons.

It can be said that it is not so easy for a martial artist in the True One Realm to find a weapon at hand.

Just like the young martial artist who discovered the blood-colored short spear just now, even if it didn't fit his cultivation, bringing it outside was enough to exchange for a large amount of resources, and it would be contested.

Stepping forward, Qing Yanghuan's eyes were all on the spear-type weapon that pierced into the earth, and the rest was not in his scope of consideration at the moment.

Burst!

The weapon in front of him didn't need to be touched at all, just a slight air flow annihilated it into powder.

Dozens of spear-type weapons were annihilated into powder one after another, Qing Yanghuan did not have the slightest feeling of frustration, and the creation of chance also depends on luck, and it is best to be able to meet it.

Walking forward step by step, looking at the surrounding mountains, weapons like mountains spanned the peaks, and there was a sharp hissing in the air, which was the last wail of the weapons.

"Be careful!"

Just as he walked over a giant axe that was a hundred feet high, under the shroud of spiritual will, it had already decayed, and the huge axe that had been sifted off with powder inside burst out with sonorous splashes.

Shout!

A fierce killing aura came out through the giant axe and struck at him.

In an instant, he couldn't dodge at all, he was stabbed in the shoulder by a streamer, blood splattered, and at this moment he had withdrawn dozens of feet away, and the petrified weapons that were densely packed everywhere were smashed into powder.

His eyes were bright, and he looked in the direction he had seen before, and an illusory figure was three feet tall, and he was also holding an illusory giant axe in his hand.

"Ghosts!"

The blood and qi surged, the purple gold divine light gathered and shone on the shoulder, and the bright body was quickly restored to its original state.

Being able to tear apart his Terran battle body, it is conceivable that the power of this ghost attack is at least the combat power of the second step of the True One Realm.

"Die!"

However, before he could make a move, a cold killing sound sounded, purple lightning crossed the sky, and the power of destruction penetrated the void, and an unbelievable thunder terror rushed out and fell towards the ghost town carrying the giant axe.

If the flying figure of the immortal, stepping on the void, the skirt robe fluttering, like a heavenly maiden descending to earth, but the killing that broke out was extremely powerful.

Burst!

In the blink of an eye, the lightning pierced the void, and a soft sound came out, and the majestic ghost phantom was shattered like a bubble.

"Are you alright, let me see. ”

The next moment, Qingyanghuan felt the fragrant breeze coming to his nose, and he approached with his graceful posture, and a pair of eyes revealed ripples.

"Do you want me to be okay or okay?"

Looking at the shadow that came to him, Qingyang Huan raised his eyebrows, and suddenly smiled.

"Bastard. ”

Bei Tooth bit lightly, and when he got so close, Qing Yanghuan naturally heard the sound of silver teeth colliding.

Seeing the ripples rising in the eyes of the Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden spreading towards the stormy waves, he suddenly hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay!"

"It's good to be dead!"

Looking at Leng Hu's figure heading into the distance, Qing Yanghuan reached out and touched the back of his head, and smiled.

The next moment, the palm of his hand grabbed towards the shoulder that had been pierced by the ghost before, and suddenly the heavens and the earth roared in unison, and the purple gold divine light burst out, grabbing a wisp of gray air from the healing wound, exuding the aura of death and despair, and of course, the sense of sacredness.

He followed him and caught up with the Holy Lady and headed deeper into the mountains.

......

Boom!

Half a day later, a shocking hiss exploded, and the golden light pierced the void, covering a mountain in the cave between breaths, directly enveloping the surrounding hundreds of zhang squares, attracting the attention of warriors from all sides.

An indescribably terrifying edge rose from a ten-zhang high war spear, and the decay wrapped in the outside fell, and the golden light flowed all over the body.

Boom!

When the golden light penetrated the entire spear body, the light roar of the war spear caused the void to rise for no reason with a sonorous sound, and the blazing golden light burst out, like a small sun blooming, the surrounding ancient mountains were trembling, and the rotten weapons that were all tied to the earth were all attracted and shattered in the sonorous sound.

The war spear was as crystal as gold and jade, and the golden glow flowed into the void, piercing into the mountainside, and the golden light flickered, like a psychic.

"Terran Ancient Artifact!"

In an instant, an exclamation sounded in the mountains in the distance, followed by the sound of breaking the sky, and the first to arrive was a middle-aged warrior, dressed in a dark blue battle suit, with half-black and half-white hair scattered, sword eyebrows, and eyes flashing at the glittering golden war spear.

"A good golden spear through the sky, it was discovered by two little guys, it is really a good chance, but it seems that this seat has a greater chance. ”

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Qingyang Huan and Shengyan Tiannu next to the war spear, and said, "Hand it over, this ancient battlefield is dyed with enough blood, for the sake of the same human blood, leave here, this kind of ancient weapon is not something that a young man like you can touch!"

ps recommends a book titled "Jiangbai", a story that travels back to ancient times to be a prince~

Many years later, someone wanted to give Zhao Xian a yellow robe, and someone wanted to give him a white hat~

Zhao Xian let out a long sigh: I was born to sing for enlightenment, but the crown will be white.