Chapter 273: Ancient Battlefield
(Happy book friends on the second day of the new year!)
"Each treasure is protected by a formation outside, don't move!"
Seeing that the eight family heads couldn't bear it and wanted to do it, Mu Ping hurriedly spoke out to stop it.
According to his estimates, the owner of this treasure vault is likely to be a formation master with advanced cultivation, and his formation method is extremely unique, if it weren't for Mu Ping himself being an emperor formation master, I'm afraid that even the formation covering the rockery would not be able to break through.
On each treasure here, a seventh-level formation has been laid out, if you do it rashly, I'm afraid it won't help at all, if you break the formation with brute force, the treasures inside are likely to be destroyed together.
Mu Ping's right hand moved, and one after another array flags flew out, the lighting formation was still there, but the defensive formation was opened a big hole, and a piece of rare treasures, exercise cheats, pills, real weapons, and some miscellaneous things were all taken out by him one by one, piled aside, and soon piled up into a small mountain.
"Lord of the Castle!"
The other nine people looked at Mu Ping with blank eyes, and the situation was like a gluttonous child who didn't dare to open his mouth easily when killing New Year's pigs in the northern countryside, and he almost drooled.
"Each of you picks five pieces, and the rest is for the master to use. ”
"Thank you, Lord Castle!"
The faces of the nine people are happy, this master is really too generous, if it is put on other people, it is said that there are five pieces, and even the hair will not be given to them.
Of course, what is the first martial arts thunder trick and that battle boat and immortal array trick, Mu Ping must keep it by himself.
"Lord of the city, the old slave doesn't need anything else, can the immortal array trick make the old slave comprehend. ”
Zhao Jiye clenched his fists and arched his hands.
"Yes, you can pick four more. ”
Mu Ping smiled slightly, his mental power moved, and all the words in the jade slip were printed into his sea of knowledge by him, and he casually handed the jade slip to Zhao Jiye.
"Old slave, thank you, Lord City!"
He didn't have Mu Ping's two hits, so he could only slowly comprehend.
The other eight family masters chose to be an immortal-level exercise, a heaven-level exercise, a real weapon, etc., these things are too powerful, each of them can be used as a treasure for the future and the town, and they must not be sloppy.
After all, there are only eight immortal-level exercises here, which is one level higher than the heavenly level they are cultivating now, Mu Ping did not favor one over the other, and each family had a share.
Of course, each of these exercises, Mu Ping rubbed a copy and preserved
In his own sea of consciousness, he may not be needed in this world, but what if it is on earth or other planes?
"Hey, what is this?"
Mu Ping held a half-meter-sized, yellowed ancient cowhide map and spoke in surprise.
"Lord Hui, this is just an ordinary map of the Doomsday God Realm, but it looks relatively ancient, look, this is the location of Morro City where we are now"
Hearing Mu Ping's inquiry, the nine people who were studying the treasure they had obtained immediately surrounded him, and Huang He stretched out his hand and pointed to a dot on the map and spoke.
"Hmm!"
The map is ancient, and Mu Ping has long seen it, but he always feels that something is wrong with this map, as if there is something mixed in it, and he can't say what it is.
But he is not a person, and if he finds doubts and does not figure them out, he is afraid that he will not be able to sleep and eat.
As soon as the spiritual power moved, it instantly covered the entire map, and there was a soft "click", as if touching some mechanism, and the map flew up suddenly, slowly covering the air.
"Jingle Bell!"
There was a sound of weapons colliding, and everyone seemed to be in an ancient battlefield, full of bones, stumps, broken arms, and headless corpses.
"4D movies?"
Mu Ping spoke in surprise.
On the two sides of the war, on one side are Terran monks, no less than 100,000 people, and on the other side is a group of strange-looking people, the number is not large, about 10,000. The pointed head is slender and tall, up and down five meters, the head is like a knife mantis, compound eyes, and the arms and legs are like antennae, which can be retracted to a hundred meters away at will.
Every time it stretches and contracts, it takes a human head with it.
"What is this?"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
"Tick Tick!
These things speak a language that humans don't understand, but when they start with it, they are extremely fierce and ferocious.
In such a short period of time, tens of thousands of monks of the human race were subjected to the central government.
At the critical moment, ten Terran monks came in a flying boat, and before the flying boat landed, these ten people jumped up one after another, and surrounded these aliens from ten directions, each of them held a weapon similar to a wheel in their hands, and the wheel flew out, and as long as the arms and legs of those aliens were stretched out, they were all twisted into powder.
Within ten minutes, most of the tens of thousands of alien races had been wiped out.
The alien race, which was already in the upper hand, began to retreat like a tide.
"Whew-"
Suddenly, in the alien team, a alien with a body of seven or eight meters let out a roar, then opened his big mouth and sucked it violently, all the living aliens were immediately sucked into his mouth, and his body swelled sharply, and within thirty breaths, it swelled to about thirty meters, and his arms and legs were more than ten meters thick, stretched out, and could easily reach thousands of meters.
And the remaining almost 4,000 or so aliens have become his meal.
Through the image, everyone could feel that the cultivation of this alien race had risen sharply, and the coercion exuded by it was afraid that ordinary monks would be crushed into pulp at the slightest encounter.
In fact, the remaining 80,000-odd Terran monks were crushed and began to explode, and even the ten monks who came later also exploded.
For a while, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and that scene was a thousand times more terrifying than a disaster movie.
There was blood everywhere, there were pieces of meat everywhere.
The whole picture was stained red with blood, and the whole land was red.
"Gross-"
Wu Meichun opened her mouth and spit out a big mouthful of sour water.
The seven remaining members of the fruit glanced at each other in despair, and one of the red-faced men slapped his head, opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his body immediately withered and shrunk, while the other five followed suit.
All the blood gathered in mid-air into a chain of blood, which tied one of the young monks in white monk's robes.
The monk let out an angry howl at the heavens, and opened his mouth to suck the blood of his companion into his mouth, and his cultivation began to soar, and his body was soon about the same height as the monster.
And he gathered all the ten wheels together and combined them into a big wheel, he puffed out his eyes to look at the dry bones under his feet, opened his mouth and spewed out a river of blood, which instantly wrapped the wheel and resolutely threw it out.
"Whew-"
The wheel made a cacophony of wind, spun in midair, and soon turned into a blood-red mountain, pressing straight down on the alien monster.
"Boom!"
The strange man had no power to resist, and was crushed to the ground in an instant, and a stone from the mountain flew out and landed in the hands of the young monk, turning into a palm-sized gray-black jagged stone, like a miniature rockery.
"Poof!"
The young monk opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and said something to the picture, but unfortunately he couldn't hear it really.
The picture came to an abrupt end.
With a "snap", the cowhide map fell to the ground, and a red dot kept flashing.