"Well, let's not talk about him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Lin Qingyuan nodded, "Now talk about us, where are we going?"

The Sacred Heart and the Dark Wind also turned their heads at this time and looked at Fang Heng, it was obvious that Lin Qingyuan's question was also what they wanted to ask.

"I don't know where to go. ”

Fang Heng's eyes flashed, "I'm just going to follow the feeling of these things." ”

Between the words, five weapons hovered to Fang Heng's side one after another.

Knives, spears, swords, halberds, locks, these were the weapons that Fang Heng had collected in the Land of Imperial Weapons before.

Airplanes!

The sound of vibration came out, and these imperial weapons only appeared for a moment, and they all pointed in the direction in front of Fang Heng and the others.

"Oh!"

Seeing the vibration of these five weapons, the Sacred Heart and several people were shocked, and their eyes were full of surprise.

"Aren't these weapons all gone? The resentment in them has also been refined by you, how can you still have this kind of induction?"

Sacred Heart asked seriously.

"Yes, that's what I'm thinking about. ”

Fang Heng nodded, "What kind of thing can make an emperor-level weapon that has lost its weapon spirit and resentment induce?"

"Forger!"

Suddenly, the dark wind, who had always been silent, spat out three words, causing everyone's eyes to shrink.

"I think so, too. ”

Fang Heng nodded, "It took a person's mind to forge weapons, the weapons forged by strength are like their own flesh and blood, even if they lose their souls, their flesh and blood can still sense them, and now these weapons can vibrate on their own, which proves that the forgers of these weapons are in that direction." ”

Fang Heng pointed his finger and pointed to the place where several weapons were vibrating, where there was a lot of wind and sand, and he couldn't see the road ahead at all.

"I have a question. ”

The Sacred Heart suddenly asked, "Are these five emperor-level weapons sensing in this direction?"

"Yes. ”

Fang Heng nodded.

"The five emperor-level weapons, the direction of induction is the same, and according to your inference, those who can have this kind of induction must be the forgers of these weapons. ”

Sacred Heart's eyes became serious, "In other words, it means that there, there is an existence that has forged five emperor-level weapons on his own. ”

Hearing this, Lin Qingyuan and Dark Wind's eyes changed.

"What kind of strong person can forge an emperor-level weapon? At the very least, it is the True Martial Realm, and the person who can forge the five-handle Emperor-level weapon is how heavy is the True Martial Realm?"

Sacred Heart continued, "Moreover, why didn't the Emperor-level weapon he forged have a machine spirit? Why did it remain in the previous space world? What happened to him, did he die or live? If he was alive and we were holding his weapon, what would he do? If he died, it would prove that there was something in that place that could kill him, and how could we resist it?"

Countless questions come out of the mouth of the Sacred Heart, and each of them is very practical and related to life.

"You're wrong. ”

Fang Heng shook his head, "According to my observations, in the land of imperial weapons that we have experienced before, almost all of the imperial weapons are dead, and at the same time, almost all of them are the same aura. ”

There was a look of doubt in the Sacred Heart's eyes.

"Let's put it more simply. Fang Heng said, "No weapon has a completely identical aura, but the imperial weapons in the land of imperial weapons that we have experienced before are all the same aura, which means that they are all forged by the same person, and even, held." ”

The words spit out, the pupils of the Sacred Heart shrank, and the bodies of Lin Qingyuan and Dark Wind were shocked.

In the emperor-level land they walked through just now, there were hundreds of weapons buried in the loess, and each of them was an imperial weapon of death!

They originally thought that these imperial weapons all belonged to each other, but now Fang Heng said that these imperial weapons had the same aura, which meant that one person had hundreds of imperial weapons!

"Hoo ......"

Exhaling deeply, the Sacred Heart said seriously, "An imperial weapon is a true martial realm, and a hundred imperial weapons are equivalent to a hundred true martial realms, and where we have walked before, there are at least six hundred weapons, if the breath is the same, then they are all forged by one person, what kind of person, can one person forge six hundred emperor-level weapons? What kind of power does this have? Plus my previous question, is he dead or alive? Do we want to go over?"

The question spat out again, this time the question sounded the same as before, but Fang Heng knew that it was completely different.

The question of the Sacred Heart just now is an eagerness to try, an intention to prepare in advance.

Now the problem of the Sacred Heart is full of vigilance, and there is even a sense of not wanting to go.

This is not to blame him, what kind of power, with this kind of ability, one person forges hundreds of emperor-level weapons? This kind of person's weapons are now exposed to the outside world, and the spirit of the weapon has dissipated, who did this kind of thing?

This is far from something they can touch at their current level. If one is not good, it will never be recovered.

"I've never heard of it, the greater the danger, the greater the baby. ”

Looking at the Sacred Heart, Fang Heng said suddenly.

"Yes. Sacred Heart nodded, "But that's too dangerous. ”

"It's good to prepare for the worst, but it's also essential to have the best hopes. ”

Fang Heng said seriously, "I know that there may be danger there, but most likely, there is no danger at all?"

"You're gambling. Darkwind said at this time.

"Yes, I'm gambling, but aren't you gambling too?"

Fang Heng smiled suddenly, "The Divine Martial World is a world left by a Divine Martial powerhouse, before coming, I think you all know that this place is very dangerous, intrigue, deceit, and even many mysterious things that we don't know, but, what made you come here? Isn't it the hope of becoming stronger?"

Hearing this, the three of them were stunned.

"You came here with the hope of becoming stronger, and you came to gamble!"

Fang Heng said seriously, "Since you have already gambled, why do you care so much?"

All three were speechless.

Fang Heng was right, when they came here, it was already a kind of gamble, for this kind of bet, before they came, they had gambled many times!

Whether it was the chaotic land realm's martial arts tournament or the Xuantian Mansion's co-optation, hadn't they been gambling? If they really counted it, their bets would not be too big to be bigger, and if they stepped back, everything they had won before would be greatly reduced, even if they would not all disappear.

The path of the warrior is originally a road full of bets, and the gamble here is not money, but guts and courage!

"And don't you want to see it?"

Fang Heng said again, "Look at how powerful this person is, what kind of existence he is, think at worst, even if we die in his hands, what is this?"

Hearing this, the bodies of the three of them shook again.

Warriors, proud of battle, and warriors who die in battle, no matter where they are in this world, are not ashamed.

Especially dying in the hands of the strong, for the warrior, this is not only not a shame, but also an unspeakable glory.

"Okay, let's go!"

Finally, Sacred Heart nodded, "I also want to see how strong a person this is, capable of such magical skills." ”

Lin Qingyuan and Dark Wind also nodded and didn't speak, but they had already expressed their attitude.

When you come here, you come to gamble!

"Haha, let's go. ”

Fang Heng laughed and walked forward, the lightning on his body burst out, instantly dispersing countless winds and sands and opening a clean road.

The speed of several people began to show, and soon, Fang Heng and the three of them passed through the infinite desert and came to a sand dune in the desert.

"It's strange, these weapons have stopped shaking when they arrived here, why is there still a yellow sand around?"

Lin Qingyuan looked at the few weapons beside Fang Heng at this time, and wondered.

Fang Heng's gaze also flashed, "The only possibility is under the yellow sand." ”

Rumble!

Between the words, an incomparably fierce flame divine thunder erupted from Fang Heng's body, and this divine thunder rushed straight into the sky, causing the clouds in the sky to begin to converge, and the wind and sand in the sky and earth suddenly stopped.

"Fall!"

The next moment, Fang Heng shouted, his palm slapped towards the sand dunes below, and the crimson lightning rushed into the desert under the feet of Fang Heng and the others on the spot, and a banging sound came out, and the waves of the waterfall splashed dozens of feet!

When the waterfall began to subside and everything returned to calm, a flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of Fang Heng and the others.

A palace made entirely of gold appeared below Fang Heng and the others, covering an area of thousands of miles!

"That's it!"

Fang Heng muttered, and the next moment he looked at Sacred Heart and the others, "Let's go, go down and have a look." ”

The three of them also nodded, and followed Fang Heng and flew directly towards the palace below.

When their footsteps landed on the floor of the Golden Palace, they all saw a sign hanging in the upper room of the palace.

The sign has three large golden letters written on it.

Sacred Mausoleum!

"This is a cemetery. ”

Sacred Heart said dumbfoundedly, "Brother Fang, you opened a cemetery. ”

"So what?"

Fang Heng's eyes flashed, "Here, the cemetery is a blessed land for destined people, let's go in and have a look." ”

Between the words, Fang Heng strode forward, and the Sacred Heart and several people immediately followed.

As soon as they entered it, the eyes of Fang Heng and the others changed again, here, it was really too splendid.

When he saw this palace again, Fang Heng knew through the gravel around him that this palace had been buried in the desert for many years.

It's just that after so many years of burial, the interior of this hall is still so golden and splendid, even spotless, giving people the feeling of being in a holy place, which is too strange.

Rumble!

Just when Fang Heng was thinking about this matter, suddenly, a muffled sound came out, and the door of the main hall behind Fang Heng and the others actually closed at once!

Lin Qingyuan's faces changed, and Fang Heng's eyes shrank, and the true martial sword in his hand was immediately unsheathed.

"The Tomb of the Holy Instrument, blessings and misfortunes coexist. ”

At this moment, a faint voice sounded, golden light flickered, and in front of Fang Heng, a middle-aged man with an indifferent face appeared.

"Who are you?"

Fang Heng said coldly.

"I, I am a remnant of the soul of the owner of this cemetery, I am the guardian of peace of the owner of this cemetery, and I am his inheritor, the embodiment of his will. ”

"I see. ”

Fang Heng's eyes flashed, "Then what do you want?"

"This cemetery has been hidden here for thousands of years. ”

The middle-aged man said lightly, "For thousands of years, no one has ever come here, until you appear, according to the will of the owner of the cemetery, anyone who can come here is a person who is qualified to get his inheritance, but this is just a qualification, if you want to get the real inheritance, you must go through the test of the sage,"

"What a test. ”

Fang Heng said lightly.

"The test of choice. ”

The middle-aged man waved his palm, and the next moment, three huge coffins appeared in the entire hall!

A coffin is golden and luxurious, but not dazzling, with a faint majesty.

"This is the coffin of a king. ”

The middle-aged man clicked on the golden coffin, "It represents absolute strength and majesty, if you choose it, you may be able to get the strongest power in the world." ”