"Ladies and gentlemen, keep your eyes open, and the next thing is the time to witness the miracle!"

Shi Jinlang raised his two small claws and grabbed them casually in mid-air, and a wooden stick appeared on his claws out of thin air.

"What's the matter, isn't this magic trick powerful, where is your applause?"

The three thousand whiskers are stored in the sea of knowledge of Shi Jinlang, just like a warehouse that he carries with him, he can access items anytime and anywhere, but outsiders can't see any clues.

“666——”

"All I care about is how this stick came about?"

"I don't know if you've heard of the old prison wallet, all the belongings of prisoners are confiscated before they go to prison, but they always have a place to hide things!"

"This is amazing, such a long, thick, and hard wooden stick Master Lang can be stuffed into it, it seems that the gap between my generation and Master Lang is not only thick, but also deep!"

“...”

Shi Jinlang was full of black lines, and this group of old drivers would be uncomfortable if they didn't drive in three sentences.

"Lao Tzu is going to find the Ancient Demon Dao Jiang Ziya, this trip is dangerous, and he may not go back, don't you want to brush a rocket?"

"Grass, Master Lang is cheating on the rocket with his face again, everyone report it!"

。。。。。。

Death Canyon was in the northernmost part of the barren land, and Shi Jinlang hurried all the way, and by the time he got there, it was already dark.

This is a desolate canyon, the cliffs on both sides are faintly stained with bright red blood, hundreds of years of wind and sun have not erased the traces, here the gravel is all over the ground, full of slaughter, the depths of the canyon from time to time there is a cold wind whistling blowing, faintly wrapped in bursts of sonorous dragon roaring sound.

"This must be Death Canyon, right?" Shi Jinlang muttered to himself.

"Hold the grass - this place is so barren and scary!"

"Master Lang, don't go in, I feel chills down my spine across the screen!"

This place is more desolate and gloomy than any other place in the barren land, although Shi Jinlang is a pure man, it doesn't mean that he is not afraid of anything.

After wandering at the entrance of the canyon for a long time, Shi Jinlang finally decided to go in and have a look, after all, they all came, and it would be a pity not to go in to see.

Shi Jinlang walked all the way to the depths of the canyon cliff, about eight or nine hundred meters, and the space suddenly opened up, and the terrain here is like a huge basin, surrounded by rolling mountains and mountains to wrap this basin in it.

In the middle of this huge basin is an altar the size of a football field, surrounded by eight tall white stone pillars carved with dragon patterns, each of which has something like a brazier at the top, but there is no flame inside.

In the middle of the altar was a large amber-like red stone, with a long sword stuck in the stone, and the blade of the sword was completely submerged in the red stone, leaving only the hilt outside.

There was a dead silence here, and there was no sound except for the "whirring" sound of the cold wind blowing through the hall.

"There aren't a single rat, it's terrifying!"

"Master Lang, don't go over, no matter how bad you are now, you are still a live rabbit, and if you go in the past, you may become a dead rabbit!"

Although the group was curious about what was on the altar, they were more worried about Shi Jinlang.

"Contemptible people don't need oars to row boats, and they all rely on waves all their lives, so can this broken altar scare Lao Tzu? Are you kidding! ”

Shi Jinlang shouted a slogan to strengthen his courage, and then walked towards the altar.

As soon as he stepped on the stone steps of the altar, Shi Jinlang sensed that there was a powerful force flowing under his feet, but this force seemed to be sealed, Shi Jinlang could feel its existence, but it could not cause any damage to Shi Jinlang.

Walking up to the altar, Shi Jinlang glanced around, except for the sword in the stone in the middle was a little strange, there was nothing else unusual.

"The legendary Altar of Creation? Oh, that's it! ”

Shi Jinlang walked to the middle of the altar and couldn't help but stink.

"Who is talking, don't you know that the old man is sleeping?"

At this moment, a thunderous sound came from under the stone sword.

Shi Jinlang was startled and sat on the ground.

In a black hole under the sword in the stone, a huge head poked out.

"It turned out to be a rabbit, and the old man thought whose dog was unleashed and ran over again!"

Shi Jinlang saw clearly, it was a huge wild boar that spoke, and it was not quite like a wild boar, because it only had one fang, and it did not grow on its mouth, but on its forehead.

"This JJ has a pig's head on his face, what about the rabbit asking you, are you alone?"

The wild boar looks very vicious at first glance, but on closer inspection, it is quite cute.

"The old man is not a person, could it be a donkey?" The pig's head said angrily.

"You're not a donkey, you're a pig!"

Shi Jinlang saw that the pig's head was stuck in the stone cave and couldn't get out, so he was bold.

"Rabbit, you're looking for death!" The pig's head said angrily.

"Stop!" Shi Jinlang brought the little paw to his mouth, made a silent gesture and said: "The rabbit master came here to quarrel with a pig, just now the rabbit asked the wrong way, and now the rabbit asks you again, is this a person?" ”

"It's a man here!" The pig's head snorted.

"Eleven?" Shi Jinlang's eyes widened.

"I have a hunch that Master Lang is going to tease this pig!"

"Master Lang knows what shit he wants to pull as soon as he pouts his buttocks, this is a centuries-old stalk, and he is still using it?"

"It's an old stalk on Earth, and if you flirt with a pig in the King Continent, it's still enough!"

Those who are familiar with Shi Jinlang's live broadcast style know that he is going to start playing memes.

"Not eleven, but one!" Pighead patiently explained.

"Twenty-one? Tell me where they're hiding! Shi Jinlang had a serious face.

"You heard it wrong, it's not twenty-one, it's actually one!" The pig's head is very cooperative, and his tone and expression are very in place.

"Seventy-one? You are stupid to be a rabbit, can you hide in such a small place? ”

"Silly bunny, you heard it wrong again, it's just a person here!" The pig's head yelled.

"Ninety-one people?"

"Two hundred and five, it's a person!"

"Two hundred and fifty-one?"

"Go to Nima, why did you deliberately find fault, didn't you?"

The pig's head couldn't hold back any longer, it opened its big mouth and spewed out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

Shi Jinlang was prepared, and a rabbit rolled on the spot and dodged.

"I didn't expect the rabbit to have two brushes!"

A fierce light flashed in the pig's head's eyes, and a dazzling white light flashed out.

"Try the old man's trick again!"

As soon as the pig's head finished speaking, the rabbit was hit by the white light, and its body flew to the corner of the altar like a broken paper kite.

"Hahaha - deserved!" The pig's head laughed loudly: "No one dares to speak like this to the Ancient Demon Dao Buddha, you are the first, but unfortunately you are dead!" ”

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