"There is really a purple shirt king potato!"

As Qing Ji exclaimed, a fist-sized sweet potato with a purple-brown essence all over his body flew out.

"That's a baby! Wu Po must be happy to see it. ”

Sweet potatoes are of high quality, and only the supreme can be king. The one born next to the purple shirt forest is called the purple shirt king potato.

This thing is very rare even in the Wusheng Mountain, which is extremely rich in grass and tree essence, and Qingji has been searching hard these days, and he has not dug it up once.

At this moment, I couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly picked it up, wiped it on my clothes a few times, and carefully put it in my arms.

"What? Is the snail still hot? ”

Qingji dug up the king potato, full of joy, and was eager to go back to offer treasure to Wupo. For a while, I forgot about the strange movement of the stone snail.

was about to call Xiaohu out of the forest together, but after taking a few steps, he stopped suddenly, and the stone snail on his chest was still hot.

"Could it be...... Could it be that in that field just now...... Something else? ”

Qingji's eyes widened. After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly jumped up, turned around and ran back.

The earth splashed, and the stone shovel was waved. In the blink of an eye, he dug a few feet deep into the potato pit just now, but still found nothing.

However, as the pit deepened, the stone snail on his chest seemed to shake slightly.

"I don't believe it! Little Tiger, get out of the way! Qingji straightened up and waved his hand to throw the stone shovel far aside.

"Xuan Poor Broken Mountain!"

As soon as he clasped his hands together, the energy of the open source five products suddenly exploded.

There was a loud bang. On the original piece of land, a huge hole with a depth of more than ten meters immediately appeared.

"Found it!"

I saw a round thing, with a thick layer of earth, lying quietly at the bottom of the pit.

"And the iron handle? It's so heavy! ”

Qingji's arm strength was enough to bring the thing up.

Wipe the dirt off in a hurry. But I saw that this thing was round and rumbling, and it was much bigger than several watermelons put together.

If you look closely, it turns out to be a huge rusty iron hammer.

At the moment when the hammer broke through the ground, Qing Ji felt the stone snail on his chest tremble obviously.

At the same time, the heat also jumped like a flame, and then gradually extinguished. A cool light rises again, permeating the whole body.

"Is the stone snail actually heating up because of this broken hammer?" Qingji picked up the huge hammer with a suspicious face, but he couldn't see anything famous.

"By the way, in three days, I will enter the mountain with the warrior hunting team, and I am short of a suitable weapon. This big guy is heavy enough. I just don't know if it's sturdy and durable......"

Qingji's Dangyin Treasure Knife was destroyed during the battle between Luoxia Stream and Wujun before. This time I went into the mountains with the hunting team, I am afraid that it is not as simple as hunting. If you have a good weapon, it can be regarded as a little more help.

The rising sun sprinkled all over the mountains and forests, and the giant hammer was even more rusty in the golden brilliance. Qingji picked some leaves and carefully wiped the giant hammer.

But after wiping it, I didn't see much new light. The rust and scratches on the hammer seem to be irremovable.

"It's like blood!"

Qing Ji looked intently in the sunlight, and from the rusty hammer, he found that there was some dark red inside. He put his arms together and swung the sledgehammer in his hand slightly.

"It's so heavy! If it was an ordinary Open Source Realm martial artist, he would not be able to use this hammer at all. The original owner of this hammer must have been a warrior of infinite strength. ”

Qingji was amazed. Although this giant hammer does not look good, it is so heavy. Once the dance is opened, the idle beasts must also retreat.

In the middle of his thoughts, Qing Ji used his mixed circle to blow up, and Deng danced the giant hammer like a splash of wind.

The ancient vines and old trees around him, as long as they are slightly touched by the hammer, should not be broken by their hands and are invincible.

"It's not enough!"

Qingji raised his eyebrows, and the energy of "Xuanqiao Battle Spectrum" was superimposed layer by layer. The giant hammer in his hand seemed to come to life, and it made a buzzing sound.

An extremely fierce wind shot out from the head of the hammer, and suddenly smashed a mountain rock the size of a millstone in front of it into powder.

"That's amazing! With just one blow, it is not inferior to the 'Xuanqi Broken Mountain'! ”

However, then, something happened that made Qingji even more stunned.

After the hammer struck hard, it screamed a few times, as if it really came to life.

A hundred battles on the battlefield, a sad and bone-chilling atmosphere, permeated from the hammer. The leaves of the mountains and forests are stirred, and the pieces are flying.

Qingji bore the brunt of it, only to feel the wind surging in his ears, and the sound of killing shook the sky. It seems that there are thousands of troops rushing towards him.

"What is this?"

When Qingji was greatly surprised, he saw a dark purple essence suddenly light up on the hammer's body. It seems that the remnants of the sun are crying blood, and it is so poignant that people can't bear to look at it.

This purple cloud, after flashing a few times, came out of the hammer and slowly flew towards Qingji. The irresistible aura of slaughter also rushed to the face.

"Not good!"

Qing Ji exclaimed, wanting to dodge. But the whole body seemed to be no longer listening. Seeing the purple cloud, he slammed into his eyebrows.

"Boom!"

Qingji's mind was shocked. The next moment, the whole heaven and earth changed, and he came to a wilderness.

"What kind of place is this? Where is me, my flesh? ”

Qing Ji was shocked. Because he found that his body had disappeared. At this moment, the whole person is in an incredible state, "overlooking" the earth below.

"Kill!"

The sound of the golden drum shook the heavens and the earth. Endless ironclad warriors, prancing horses and spears, are rushing towards the majestic and towering ancient city walls.

The towering ancient city, I don't know how many years have passed. The blood-soaked masonry emitted a dull red glow.

In front of the moat, a white horse stands quietly in the setting sun.

On the white horse, a big man sits upright, with hair like a halberd, and a ** upper body. In his hand, a golden hammer was silently grasped.

"Zhu Hai! The Great Zhao Dynasty is exhausted. Do you want to fight the world with the strength of one person? ”

"Zhu Hai! If not now, but when? ”

"Zhu Hai! If you are willing to surrender, I will make you the king of Changping. Yongzhen this country, never break his word! ”

Crash!

Hundreds of thousands of iron armors, carrying the source qi fluctuations that overwhelmed everything, had already rushed to the front of the Great Han. Suddenly they stopped one after another, and the shouts came and went. And the big man on the white horse is still indifferent.

After a moment, he suddenly stretched his hand back and shouted, "Wine!" ”

"Quick! Prepare wine for the strong man! ”

On the ancient city, someone answered the order. After a while, the man shouted again, "Strong man! The wine is coming! ”

Then I saw a black thing, with a whining sound, passing through the air. Immediately, the big man didn't look back, just stretched out his arm at will, and when he landed in his palm, it was a big wine jar with a red silk top.

"Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Tianshuang Xueming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, sassy like a meteor......"

In the midst of the big man's singing, he smashed the mud seal on the wine jar with one palm. Facing the sky on his back, he poured the large jar of liquor into his mouth.

(End of chapter)