After crossing this hurdle, Qiao Mengchen's sword-seeking journey is considered to be in the final stage. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fortunately, he has the knowledge of the land of the dwarf Tuerqi, otherwise, in the face of the boundless Infinite Abyss Rock, where would he go to find a three-foot place to bury the sword?

The reason why Wufang Realm presents a subversive appearance is not unrelated to Tuer Qi's eldest brother. Although they are both brothers, they are a full year older than the quadruplets. In other words, he has learned the skills passed down from his predecessors and successfully replaced the properties of soil and plants, while the quadruplets only rely on the blood flowing in their bones, such as the sense of smell of police dogs, pheromones of bees, ultrasound of bats, and biomagnetic fields of migratory birds, etc., and have certain skills that they are born with without learning.

Right now, Tu'er Qi is relying on his innate talent for earthiness, following the various metallic smells emitted from all over the Infinite Abyss Rock, and scanning the dragon's tooth giant sword, a human artifact that has been lost for thousands of years.

The average altitude of the mountain ridge is often more than 50,000 meters, and everywhere there is a cruel environment that cannot be compared on the earth. Fortunately, it is the early autumn season in the south of the continent, and the cold air on the top of the high mountains is still at an acceptable level. It's just that all kinds of murderous and resentful spirits left by the ancient battlefield often linger in the low-lying leeward place, making this place a forbidden place for life out of thin air.

On the inaccessible northern slope of the Infinity Abyssal Rock, two small figures slowly moved up along the snow line. In fact, they were very fast, but with a large towering reference, they suddenly slowed down the pace of high-speed travel.

Qiao Mengchen has a falcon sweep cover, gathering qi into his stomach to make it easy to rise, and Tuer Qi is a gopher who burrows in the earth, digging and burrowing in the earth, and although there are often huge rocks and stubborn rocks blocking the way, it is not difficult for him. Masks, steel helmets, digging drills, where there is soil, there is a living space for Tuerqi. Of course, the top helmet and armor are important, but the earth force inherited from the land lord of Yanfuzhou in the past is the key.

However, nothing happens overnight. When encountering a ridge made of an unknown solid material, there is no need for indestructible equipment and ancestral bloodline. At this time, Qiao Mengchen could only wait patiently, or lift Tuer Qi's seemingly small but surprisingly heavy body and fly up for a while until he crossed the obstacle.

The day is coming to an end, and the night is the right thing to do.

The two wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and both felt that the day was basically in vain.

The Infinite Abyss Rock stretched endlessly at both ends, and on the northern slope alone, thousands of blades and arrows were left behind. Although most of them have decayed and turned to dust, there are many unknown bones here, most of which are huge and strange-looking from the outside, even after thousands of years of wind and sun and bacteria devouring, these bones are still intact, I don't know what kind of relict beast alien left.

What affects Tuerqi's judgment is mainly from these rotten and immortal bones. With the protection of the invisible aura of the bones, the ornaments, dentures and prosthetics made of special metals embedded in the bones can last for a long time. It was also because of this layer of wreckage with a protective film that Tuerqi was busy in vain and wasted a lot of time.

As long as there are sound waves and electromagnetic waves, the radar has to respond, and as long as there are metal instruments that are different from the earth, Tuerqi will have to be busy.

It's not an efficient mode of working.

The two of them found a leeward place, hastily ate some dry food, and prepared to rest.

It was getting dark so fast, and I could see the clouds and mist wrapped around the mountainside just now, but now I couldn't see my fingers. Qiao Mengchen was confused and tangled, whether it was the height of the mountain or the low latitude that would cause this kind of celestial phenomenon like a shuttle of time. By this time, Tuerqi had set up his two tents and yawned into them.

In the middle of his sleep, the animal skin blanket moved violently, and the round man rolled out of the tent. He cursed, and then crawled back into the warm bed. Smack, I was kicked in the head by something, I was kicked by a donkey, right? I was too tired during the day, and Tuerqi was still in a daze.

Qiao Mengchen was anxious, and lifted the sleepy insect Tuerqi and whipped it in the snow a few times: "It's dying, still sleep?!"

Their campsite is probably only a thousand meters away from the nearest mountain. That is, the treasure hunt duo is now located around 50,000 meters. At such an altitude, the highest flying wire vulture on the Wufang side can only reach the halfway point of the mountain, the same height as the white clouds hoarded here.

What the hell is making the noise?

Whether it is night vision ability or aura sensing, Tuerqi is far from being able to catch up with Qiao Mengchen. Everywhere he couldn't see, a large cloud of almost clear air was rising. The gas came from the newly cracked stone crevices in the cliffs below, and it turned faster and faster, accumulating more and more, gradually turning into a spindle-shaped mass larger than a truck.

The invisible cold air rushed out of the air mass unstoppably, making the campsite that was already dripping into ice even colder. Er Qi, who was fat and thick, also felt that something was wrong, looked at Qiao Mengchen and then looked at the dark front, and the burrowing drill in his hand flashed with a metallic texture.

Tuerqi, who was not very stellar, clenched the drill tightly, for fear of suddenly arching out some kind of monster.

No, this is by no means a cold front where the weather changes! The resentment and strong killing intent forced Qiao Mengchen to almost turn his back on him. It's strange, why does Tuerqi look like it's all right?

Maybe it was because he thought that Qiao Mengchen was a fierce enemy, so the other party would selectively ignore the weaker one! Otherwise, Tuerqi might have died of blood.

I've seen someone who controls his temper, but I've never seen someone who can even control his thoughts and aura freely!

Surprised, the spindle-shaped air mass stopped spinning. In the mist, a huge phantom gradually took shape. With a leopard's head and eyes, a beard like iron, a helmet of the god of war bull, a dragon's breastplate, wilderness armor boots, and a huge and incomparable red giant sword, the vaporized giant came to life, suspended above the void of more than 50,000 meters above the ground of the Infinite Abyssal Rock.

The giant's silhouette glows faintly blue, and its eyes are red as if they were about to breathe fire. With the embellishment of color, I believe that Tuerqi's eyes that are slightly better than ordinary people's eyesight can also see the clues.

"Ground Cow!"

"Dragon's Tooth Sword!"

The two of them let out very different exclamations, both because of their different concerns.

After the ancestors of Tuerqi found another way to create no boundary, the term "earth cow" was widely spread here. The elders who were fortunate enough to escape the fate of life and death said that the earth ox was a humanoid monster wearing armor and a crown of horns on its head, which appeared in the foggy mountains and rivers every two or three years, and fed exclusively on the flesh of boys and girls. As a result, the children who disappeared one after another seemed to give the Tu clan a specific defensive goal. In order to completely dig out the harmful place where the "ground cattle" lived, Erqi's grandfather began to transform the environment, yellow orange trees, green soil and green stones, so that the fog that accumulated in the valley bottom basin all year round gradually dispersed.

This is just one of the ambitious transformation goals of the Tu clan, and in the depths of the Tu Taiye's heart, returning to the life of the Heavenly Palace in Yanfuzhou is the main motivation. It's a pity that he couldn't survive being deprived of his supreme divine sense, and his son, grandson, and Er Qi in front of him don't have the bloodline of longevity and boundlessness, and Yang Shou will return to dust as soon as his longevity is over.

Therefore, despite the strange trees and flowers, and the environment is very different, Wufang Boundary is just an alternative small world that has not been improved. Sadly, despite the painstaking management and diligent transformation, the people who have returned to mediocrity against the will of heaven cannot control their own destiny.

Before leaving, Uncle Ugly explained the most detailed strategy should be this virtual sword with ancient mysterious power: the sword body is wide, with two dragon teeth cast at the end of the hilt, and the left sea spear and the right hook are hooked, and the pincers poke out to the rear.

Sea spear and hook qi are both extinct dragons in the late Xuangu period. The same sword is equipped with two different gods, and the power of the explosion is enough to make people reverie.

The handle is wide and the sword is long, and the tail end is glowing, this is not the dragon tooth giant sword that Uncle Ugly wants to get, what else will it be?

For a while, the two forgot to be afraid, and waited for each other's polite reply.

Sure enough, there was movement.

"Rats, make a movement in the middle of the night, so noisy that people can't sleep!

In the middle of the night, between the ice cliffs, there were shouts and curses from the seemingly empty darkness, which was enough for the two guys to drink a pot. The good news is that this scolding did not seem to show any signs of rage, on the contrary, it also caused Qiao Mengchen and them to feel a little inexplicably close.

How do you say it? The voice is rich and mellow, like the narrator's strings full of artistic conception.

By the way, it's called a magnetic sound - you probably wouldn't spit out if you described it that way, would you?

Qiao Mengchen glanced at the blood-stealing sword under his waist, and said in his heart that it couldn't be made by this sleepwalking, right?

If you have stolen your life and drank too much blood, you should be able to come back to life. It wouldn't be wrong to interpret it this way. Qiao Mengchen grinned and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, it was the sword that accidentally fell to the ground by itself." ”

With that, he secretly put back the unsheathed Bloodstealing Sword.

Of course, this small action could not escape the attention of the phantom, "he" shook his whole body, and the fluorescence that made up the outline trembled slightly, thinking that his heart must be excited: "Wait a minute...... Show me the sword......"

Qiao Mengchen's heart was a little frowning, and he suddenly pulled out the blood-stealing sword that flickered with cold light. The sword was unsheathed, and he was in trouble.

How to give? and how to take it?

While he was calculating, he "threw it over", and the baritone spoke again. Okay, Qiao Mengchen threw it casually, and the blood-stealing sword flew out with a powerful murderous aura, and there was a faint mourning in the wind from the souls of many swords.

The sword flashed, and the tip of the void dragon tooth sword was like a magnet, gently absorbing the demonic blood-stealing sword, dissolving Qiao Mengchen's power to infuse the dragon qi. The phantom snorted softly, as if suspecting that Qiao Mengchen's small body actually contained such divine power.

Tuerqi suddenly realized, and he knelt down with a puff: "Old hero Xiang, it must be your old man's manifestation, right?

The legend of Xiang Zuqiu has also been heard in Wufang.

As expected, the main master of the phantom is Xiang Zuqiu, who has been dead for a thousand years and unites all walks of life to fight against the army of the underworld.