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In the dark forest, seven figures galloped towards the foot of the mountain at high speed.

"Fifth Senior Brother, where are we going?"

The fifth senior brother looked back at the panting junior disciples, his eyes flickered for a while, and finally stopped, pretending to sigh and said: "The Fire Refining Gate is gone, the Giant Wood Sect and the Thunder Gate will not let us go, and our only way out is to take refuge in the Academy." ”

"But will the academy accept us?"

The few surviving juniors and disciples looked worried, obviously not thinking that the academy would accept them.

"Yes, not only that, but maybe we'll get a big reward."

"What?"

"Fifth Senior Brother, don't tell nonsense?"

"How is this possible?"

The fifth senior brother's real name is Wang Fei, he looked at the discussion of the junior brothers, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he whispered proudly: "Have you heard of the Thunder Domain?" ”

The junior disciples looked confused, obviously not knowing, in fact, if he hadn't heard it from Lu Chiyan, who loved treasure hunting, he wouldn't have known.

"Ruins, the cave always knows, right?"

"Eun."

This is not known to anyone, after all, this is a fantasy that every cultivator has had, finding a cave ruin, obtaining the treasures left by his predecessors, cultivating peerless exercises, and dominating the world from then on.

"The Thunder Domain is a ruin, and it is a yellow-level ruin, and the clue of this ruin is in the hole just now, you said that if we tell this clue to the academy, what reward will the academy give us?"

Everyone gasped.

"Yellow, it's yellow? It's been a long time since anyone in the Psionic Continent has discovered the ruins of the Yellow Rank, and that's the inheritance treasure left by the Eighth-Order Psionic Emperor. ”

The ruins are divided into grades, because the heavens and earth are two orders, and they have not been seen for 3,000 years, so the original eight-order ruins cave house was cut off by two orders, and turned into Xuan, Huang, Yu, Zhou, Hong, and Huang six orders, which in turn correspond to the inheritance of gods, emperors, saints, kings, marquis, and teachers.

The ancient power of heaven and earth has always only existed in legends passed down from generation to generation.

"Really? But do you want to tell the college? Not as good as ourselves. ”

"Do you think I don't want to, but do we have the strength? Don't put your life into it, it's only right to use a clue that we can't use in exchange for joining the academy and the treasures we can get our hands on. ”

Wang Fei's words were like a basin of cold water that extinguished the unrealistic illusions of several junior disciples.

"What Senior Brother said is very true, after entering the Academy, I will only be the first to look forward to Senior Brother." A kind of panting junior brother said to Wang Fei with a fist.

Wang Fei was also extremely unwilling to give up the clues to the academy like this, but if he didn't give it to the academy, he wouldn't get anything.

"Why wasn't it the first one I discovered."

"It's all your fault, I have to tell this clue to the academy, so you have to die, you deserve to die, you have to die." Wang Fei's face was hideous, and the curse on Qin Hao in his heart had reached the point of anger and resentment.

"Let's go, let's go to the academy immediately, it's late, it's too late."

The junior disciples were startled by Wang Fei's hoarse tone and hurriedly followed.

Qin Hao didn't know all this, but even if he knew, he would probably only think it was very ridiculous.

What is a treasure that should not be discovered by others, and if someone else finds it, it should die, what kind of **** logic is this, is it engraved with the name of your family or are you the illegitimate son of God?

If yes, Qin Hao promises not to fan you to death, otherwise.

At the moment, the top of his head was less than a finger away from the thunder net, and a pair of eyes were staring at the veins of the thunder net, and the eyes were shining brightly, as if he had seen some treasure.

"Hehe, it's a lot darker."

"That's right, I don't know how long this place has existed, and the crystal nucleus that supplies energy to this thunder net on it has long been out of energy."

"In that case, let's give it a try."

Just do it, Qin Hao concocted it and exchanged it for 5 detonation charms, pasted them under the thunder net in turn, passed through them with silver wires, and pulled them into the distance.

"Boom!"

The explosion sounded again, and the impact of the thunder net was once again torn upwards with a desperate tear, rebounded again, hit the ground, and then trembled back to its original position.

"It's darker again, it's even more obvious than just now, it seems that my guess is correct, I just don't know how many times it will take to completely consume the energy in that crystal nucleus, and whether my exchange point is enough to support it to the end."

"Don't make a bamboo basket for water, lose your wife and lose your soldiers. That would be a tragedy. ”

Qin Hao touched his nose, his face was entangled, and he sighed heavily: "In the end, the exchange points are too small, and I can't help but spend them, otherwise how can there be so many troubles." ”

"Fuck, brother swears that sooner or later, ** silk will become a tyrant and use the exchange point to smash you bastard."

Qin Hao himself didn't know who the bastard in his mouth was, he was just addicted.

Hey, it's all like that.

"If I fight, I don't believe I'll be so weak."

A cold light flashed in the depths of Qin Hao's eyes, and a detonation charm appeared in his palm as if he didn't want money.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his heart was silently counting like blood: "1, 2, 3, 4. . . ”

Every sound was miserable, as if it were killing him.

Stingy, money-obsessed, but extremely gambler-like, the most important thing is that once he makes a decision, he will never change it halfway, even if he feels that he will be cut by a blunt knife again, he will never stop.

What a contradictory person!

The next 30 minutes were definitely 30 minutes of Qin Hao's incomparably tormenting.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

The bombardment over and over again, and every firelight was like a heavy stab in Qin Hao's heart, making him feel uncomfortable and want to spurt blood, it was really heartache.

"It's dark, it's dark, it's darker, **** Nima, don't just be dark, you're going to die!"

After every explosion, Qin Hao would climb up in frustration for the first time, carefully looking at the brightness of the thunder net, visible to the naked eye, every drop in brightness was extremely obvious, and every time it looked crumbling, it seemed that it would be completely extinguished if it exploded again, giving people infinite hope and reverie.

And then every time.

Qin Hao would numbly count from the beginning like a soul: "1, 2, 3, 4, 5." ”

His eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse like that of a gambler who had lost his eyes, but he was still steadfast and careful to put the detonator in place again and again.

"Boom!"

Qin Hao mechanically pulled down the silver thread in his hand.

"Click!"

An inaudible sound caught his ears in the explosion, and his face changed suddenly, and then he strode over in ecstasy, looking up.

"Hahaha, stupid, fuck thing, be defeated by Lao Tzu."

40 meters above his head, under the protruding stone platform, there was still a thunder net intertwined with lightning, which was clearly empty.

The corners of Qin Hao's mouth flickered, and he saw a timid beauty in a trance, looking at him pitifully, as if to say, "Don't come here!" ”

"Don't? Are you kidding. ”

The thick bloodshot in Qin Hao's eyes burned, and he screamed wildly, like a beast that had been hungry for a long time, using his hands and feet together, and crawled towards it impatiently.