Twilight Blade can't get it back!

Fusu furrowed his brows, even if he tried his best, he couldn't pull out the Yin Blade nailed in mid-air.

It was as if there was a wave of energy that tightly sealed it in mid-air, and Fusu's spiritual power had a feeling of being slowly attracted when it touched the Twilight Blade.

Sang Xia saw Fusu's face full of astonishment, threw two bottles of water to the two of them, and came to Fusu's side, "What's wrong?"

"The energy here is so great that the Twilight Blade seems to have been grabbed from within, and it can't be retrieved at all. ”

"I'll try. ”

Then, as if he had eaten the giant hawthorn fruit brought by Bufeng, Fusu watched with a distorted face as Sanxia effortlessly freed the Twilight Blade from mid-air, and threw it in his hand and played happily.

... Bu Feng didn't recognize him, but recognized Sangxia. Now, is it possible to say that even the Twilight Blade has spirituality?

The huge frustration suddenly destroyed Fusu's previously strong self-confidence. Looking at Sang Xia, he only felt a headache.

Why? Why do you always have a way of messing up my brewing emotions? Are you the color that God has given me, or are you the pale who has come to destroy my mind? You are the angel and you are the devil!

Fu Su shook his head, trying his best to calm the complicated emotions that fluctuated in his heart.

"Do you feel it? ”

Sangxia nodded, and threw the Twilight Blade at Fusu, "I feel it." Do you feel it?"

Brainless questioning, Fusu wrinkled his eyebrows and stared at her suspiciously.

Pointing to the two men and horses who had finished drinking the water on the side, "They must be guarding here, the old horse won't let us get close, there must be some treasure inside." ”

After speaking, Sang Xia nodded triumphantly, and looked at the stone circle with a twinkle in his eyes.

Fusu... We're here to find the Dead's Enchantment, not to hunt for treasure!

The mood is not messed up, but completely gone. Because it couldn't be coherent, Fusu's brain thumped, and no thoughts were gone.

Mu Ne watched her walk towards the old man's horse, and asked with a gesture of concern, "Inside... Isn't it... Yes... Treasure is a treasure, does the baby understand? Alas, why is it so stupid. You, you come here. ”

She beckoned to the little horse, and the little hooves ran over, followed by the wind bird, "Good girl!

The words and actions were repeated again. The little centaur actually seemed to understand, nodded and called twice, and turned his head to look at the old man.

"Look, I'll just say there's a treasure in there. She smirked at Fu Su, walked to the nearest edge of the giant eye stone circle, and reached into the energetic space to try it.

After a while, he turned his head and said suspiciously: "It's strange, this energy is not an enchantment, it should be accessible to ordinary people." ”

Fu Su Yiyan reached out his spiritual power to search, but it didn't take long for the released spiritual power to be swallowed up.

It's not an enchantment, but it's more terrifying than an enchantment. Because there is an unknown energy in it, which can swallow living beings into invisible. If ordinary people enter it, it is difficult to guarantee that there is really no return!

Be bold and not afraid of death. Sang Xia raised his feet and was about to step into the edge and enter the giant eye stone circle.

The old man's head rushed in front of her in an instant, scattering his front hooves, his eyes wide with anger, and he lowered his head and took the horns to reach Sangxia. If this is a force, the sharp and powerful horns are afraid to poke the body into a transparent hole.

"Let's go. Fusu pulled Sangsha and shook his head, "Now that they've arrived where they want to be, it's time for us to keep going." I always feel that this giant eye stone henge is strange, and it is better not to stay nearby when the night is approaching. ”

Sanxia glanced at him dissatisfied, then turned his head to look at the stone circle where the 'treasure' was hidden. He pursed his lips, turned his head, and sighed. Turning around and about to leave, he heard a scream of 'woo' behind him.

Fusu turned his head and saw that the foolish fool was plunged into the low air in the center of the giant eye, as if the twilight blade had been nailed before, and he was stunned that he couldn't fly away.

Sure enough, there was an indescribable mysterious suction in it.

The Cloth Wind Bird struggled hard, but its body involuntarily slid rapidly towards the core of the stone circle.

Before he had time to react, he felt a gust of wind passing by him, and Sang Xia's figure stabbed like an arrow from the string in the direction where Bu Feng fell.

Fusu also lost the ability to think at all, and flew quickly with her. Because he found that in this place, he couldn't even step through the void in an instant.

The radius of the huge giant eye is more than 20 kilometers, and even if it flies at full speed, it is impossible to reach it instantly.

Bu Feng's screams of struggle made Sang Xia's heart twitch. In the distance there were two neighing and roaring horses. It makes sense for the old man to let them in, it's really dangerous here!

When he came to the core of the stone circle, before he landed, Sang Xia immediately turned the cloth into a white light and put it into his body. However, it was impossible to leave, and the powerful force of the attraction caused the two of them to fall heavily to the ground.

Looking at each other, you look at me and I look at you, grizzled and dazed.

Now it's really good. Bu Feng, you stupid bird of the pit master!

"Fusu!" Sang Xia exclaimed in surprise.

I saw that a bubbling light blue and white smoke-like unknown object around the core stone circle was wrapping the two of them, and at the same time, Fusu's upward golden light spiritual power was overflowing from his body at a speed visible to the naked eye, slowly being swallowed up by the blue and white smoke. A terrifying sense of nothingness struck him, and it seemed that he could hardly breathe.

Sang Xia was startled, and the white mist withdrew from his body. A fan formed a fan to push away the blue and white smoke and probe into it, and in an instant, Fusu regained his senses.

Her eyes twitched as she looked at Sanxia, the strange blue-and-white smoke didn't seem to hurt her much, and merged with her as it came out.

And in the process, an invisible wind rose from all sides and rushed towards Sangxia.

Fusu urged the spiritual power, but found that the spiritual power was no longer under control. It's like hearing her call in a dream. The energy in the small world seemed to be asleep, completely uninspired by his mind.

Just when he was worried, Sang Xia was calm, and as soon as he raised his hand calmly, a dark substance was released from his fingertips, grabbing the invisible wind, and the black substance turned into ten thousand black threads, tightly wrapping the invisible wind in an unstoppable posture and exerting force inward.

After a tooth-aching 'creak', there was a muffled sound of some kind of force being squeezed.

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It is actually a more terrifying power than the white mist, and in this power there is a fierce killing intent. It can pierce any living creature into an invisible killing machine. Resolutely, and, indifferent.

There was not a trace of expression on her face. Living in danger, Fusu didn't have time to think more. I just feel that Sangxia at this time is very unfamiliar. It's so strange that it has nothing to do with the ontology and the doppelganger.

"Let's go!" Don't dwell on the unknown. But apparently in this place, Fusu did not have a shred of initiative. All decisions, Sangxia to make.

She shook her head and refused to leave. It seems that he is vowing to fight this inexplicable unknown force to the end. It's on the bar!

Concentrating, while urging the white mist to entangle with the blue and white smoke that kept pouring towards Fusu, he lowered his head as if he had found something under the stone rock.

Suddenly, the ten thousand black threads formed by the black matter were especially given life, and one by one, two, countless threads separated to surround the two of them in the middle, and the top of the black thread turned into a spear and plunged into the stone ground.

The stone rock has not been damaged in the slightest, but those black lines have already pierced into the bottom.

Sang Xia's brows tightened, what baby? Wait for me to get it. Mine, it's mine!

Fusu couldn't help at all, and this area seemed to have forbidden his spiritual power. However, after feeling it carefully, the answer emerged. It's not that it's blocked, but it's locked in the soul to avoid being swallowed and absorbed endlessly.

This is the first time in 2,000 years. Unable to help, she could only observe the movements around her, and it was not difficult to see from the clenched expression of Sangxia's teeth that she was fighting against some kind of force underground.

Another cloud of black matter spilled out of her back, quickly condensing in the air.

Fusu looked at it in disbelief, blinked, and shook his head slightly unconsciously. A black dragon, not in the shape of a false smoke like a white mist, but visible and visible as if it could still touch the scales on its body.

Fusu opened his mouth slightly, and his lips trembled. Dragon, this creature does not say whether it really existed or not, and even if it was, it would not be able to succumb to the human body.

Without allowing him to think too much, the dragon's groan resounded throughout the space where the giant eye was, vibrating the mountain rock formations and shaking violently. The black dragon spread its front paws and plunged headlong into the area where the black line disappeared, and the shaking sensation became stronger and stronger.

A wisp of blood overflowed from Sang Xia's eyes, and Fusu's heart became even more panicked. But no matter how much he shouted, she seemed to be completely inaudible.

As the black dragon plunged into the ground, the blue and white smoke was all withdrawn into the rock.

As the minutes passed, Fusu's heart was about to jump to his throat.

When the blood stain that overflowed from Sang Xia's eyes slipped down his cheek and dripped onto the stone rock beneath his feet, the black dragon and countless black lines swished up from the ground, and the high-pitched dragon groan sounded again.

The black threads returned to Sangxia's body, and the black dragon threw a shiny black crystal in front of her, twisting its body in the air, and in an instant, it disappeared behind her.

The ground stopped shaking, and the invisible energy that wanted to engulf Fusu's spiritual power gradually faded.

Sang Xia caught the long rod thrown by the black dragon and held it in his hand, looked at it, and slammed it on the ground.

At first glance, it looks like a halberd and a spear, and there are sharp horns at the top, which is a bit like the tip of a weapon called Ge during the Warring States period.

The whole body is dark and shiny, and the long cylinder is impossible to hold even if it is Fusu, let alone Sangxia's small hand. She clasped her hands together, standing up straight, two people tall, and the rod was carved with some kind of pattern or totem.

It's not complicated, it's basically curves, and there is a little bit of ancient meaning of flowing water. It's impossible to tell if it's a weapon, but if you look at it, you know it's not ordinary.

At this moment, the ground that had stopped shaking shook again.

Too late to admire the 'baby' that Sansha had worked so hard to get, she reached out and touched the shallow blood stains on her cheeks. I felt a vibration that was even more violent than before.

"Oops. I must have robbed someone else's baby, run. ”

As he spoke, Sang Xia carried the black halberd (let's call it that for the time being) on his body, Fu Su hugged her, her spiritual power returned to normal, and the golden light flashed...

Return to the edge of the original stone circle. After settling down, Sang Xia looked up and blinked at Fusu. Fusu... What's wrong?

Then I saw her gaze fall on her own hand that was holding her left shoulder. There was a wordless embarrassment. Nene let go of his hand.

The old man Madebad came running over and said 'Woo Woo'. Anyway, no one understood, and when he turned around and was about to leave, he was stopped by this old guy again.

What's the matter? Don't let you go? Sang Xia was a little unhappy, why didn't he let the treasure he had worked so hard to take away?

But seeing that the old man didn't pay attention to the treasure in Sangxia's eyes at all, he screamed and jumped excitedly, walked around with his hooves, and said a lot of words.

The two of them don't know why, they can't understand it, and they can't make a clear comparison. Anyway, they stopped and didn't let them go, and the little centaur also ran around excitedly, why didn't they let the two leave.

If you really want to stop it, you can't stop it, Fusu is about to take Sang Xia and leave. I heard footsteps behind me.

No, not footsteps, but the sound of horses' hooves. The desert is full of yellow sand, and the sound of people walking on the desert is very soft, and there will be no footsteps. Therefore this sound must have come from the rocky ground of the stone circle.

The two of them turned their heads to look at each other, and suddenly they were shocked and couldn't move their steps.

What are the thousands of troops. This is the posture of thousands of troops!

Is the smoke and dust coming in with the wind from afar with the sand?

No, it's the dust and debris that thousands of troops and horses are flying in front of you.

The neat phalanx of men and horses appeared out of thin air in a military posture in the giant eye stone circle, densely packed, and the number was overwhelming.

Unlike the two heads, these teams of centaurs who appeared out of thin air were all wearing black armor, and they were all black as far as the eye could see. All the centaurs held a black halberd exactly the same as in Sang Xia's hand, and they were in a uniform line, with a sense of solemnity and slaughter.

Looking closely, Fusu found that in fact, the black halberd held in the hands of the Centaur Legion was not as big as the one in Sang Xia's hand, nor did it have such a sparkling black light. Compared with the two, the one in Sang Xia's hand is still extraordinary.

A tall man in the lead slowly walked towards the two.

And the old man and the little man had already run forward and knelt on the ground. Something squeaked out of his mouth, and the leader stretched out his hand to signal the two of them to get up.

The face under the black helmet was as angular as a statue, the bridge of the nose was high, and a pair of amber eyes were open to look at the two of them.

Then, with a wave of his hand, a figure ran from the back of the line, but instead of a centaur, a short man with pointed ears.