After drinking it in one gulp, it still seems that it is still unfinished. Reluctantly, he threw the wine jar behind him, looked up to the sky and said with a smile:

"Good wine! Wine! Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light. Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles......"

The big man sang into the clouds, and his voice moved the sky. The white horse under his crotch let out a long roar and rushed towards the boundless iron armor like a gallop.

"Kill!"

Hundreds of thousands of iron armor shouted at the same time, like the tide of the sea boiling.

"Kill!"

The big man also shouted angrily.

He is alone and fearless. Wielding a giant hammer and riding alone, he pounced into the crowd like a tiger entering a flock.

"Save Zhao with a golden hammer, Siyi was shocked. A strong man in a thousand autumns, naked and long-term. The bones of the dead man are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the heroic ...... in the world"

The big man sang angrily and was invincible. With every swing of the golden hammer in his hand, countless iron armors fell to the ground.

"What a warrior, what a sledgehammer!"

Qingji was overwhelmed by the invincible spirit of this big man among the crowds, and he couldn't help but boil his blood. I can't even join the army and fight the enemy with him.

However, as soon as this thought turned, his whole soul shook. The next moment, it was really unbelievable that he merged with the big man.

"Kill!"

The cry shook the sky, and the gold agitated the earth.

Incarnated as a brave man, Qingji, riding a white horse and wielding a golden hammer. swept through the enemy's army, galloping back and forth among the multitude, and no one was his enemy.

"Kill!"

Qingji's heart is full of pride. The golden hammer in his hand flew at will, bursting out with endless power, and the more he fought, the more happy he became.

"That's amazing! It's amazing! What kind of hammer method is this...... "Immersed in unprecedented power, Qing Ji couldn't help but be ecstatic.

"Hammer method? Lao Tzu Zhu Hai is a person who kills pigs and dogs, where will there be any hammer method? If you insist on a name, you might as well call it 'Eighteen Hammers'!" ”

"Eighteen hammers? What a domineering spirit...... Oh? You...... Who are you? Qingji was startled by the sudden voice in his ears.

"Don't be afraid, little one. I, Zhu Hai, had fallen thousands of years ago, and now I only have a trace of obsession, attached to this hammer.

You have the fate to let this hammer break through the ground, and today I will help you, so that you can see the majesty of my Zhu Hai when he used it.

Little guy, you must remember: when the warrior is angry, the world is vegetarian! But there is a sense of injustice in his chest, regardless of his thousands of troops, monsters and immortals, all the way to the past. Why do you need any hammering? ”

"But there is injustice in the chest, regardless of his thousands of troops, monsters and immortals, all the way to the past is ......"

Qingji muttered to himself. I only feel that these few words are heroic and longing, and they are really incredible. After thinking about it carefully, this kind of rhyme seems to have some similarities with the "Xuanqiao Battle Spectrum".

The monster that walked in the vast wind and snow, Xuan Qian, faced with the terrifying big hand that Huo Ran slapped in the endless void, wasn't it so cold?

"Little one, my obsession will be gone. You and I are destined to be here, I hope you don't live up to this hammer, Lao Tzu Zhu Hai will go! ”

"Senior! And please stay ......"

Qingji still has many questions in his heart. But the soul was shocked, and the ancient battlefield in front of him disappeared in an instant. In the blink of an eye, I saw that I was still in the dense forest of the North Holy Mountain.

At this moment, a round of the rising sun is breaking through the clouds and shining on the vast mountains. The little tiger roared in the distance, not knowing what beast he was chasing.

"Zhu Hai?"

Qingji thought back to Fang Cai, and suddenly it was like a dream. At that moment, he took the sledgehammer in front of his eyes and watched intently.

The hammer was still rusty and mottled. But knowing that thousands of years ago, it had destroyed the enemy's armor in the hands of a warrior, and it was unsurpassed, and I couldn't help but feel indignant in my heart.

"I have never heard anyone talk about this Zhu Hai senior. But looking at his mighty and superhuman spirit, he must have been a great hero and hero during his lifetime.

I have obtained his weapon, and I have learned such a domineering and ferocious 'indiscriminate eighteen hammers', I will definitely not fall into the prestige of my predecessors. ”

At that moment, Qingji folded his palms and bowed to the sky three times, and remembered that if it were not for the spirit of the stone snail, he would never have dug up such an ancient weapon that had been hidden for thousands of years from this purple shirt forest.

He couldn't help but take out the stone snail again and put it in his palm to examine it carefully. Until now, I still have no clue what kind of magical treasure this little stone snail is.

The white light is shining, and it is as warm as jade. The light emitted by the stone snail seems to be a little softer than before.

"Huh? What is this? ”

Suddenly, Qingji was stunned. I saw that under the slight shaking of his palm, a grain as big as a broad bean rolled out of the small stone snail.

"This ...... Looks like an elixir? ”

Qingji held the slag-like particles between his fingers and looked at them for a long time. I sniffed it again, and the pungent smell was choking.

"That's not right! Dafan pills are all fragrant, how can there be such a smell? ”

Qingji shook his head. He took out the Juyuan Pill that he had snatched from Wufeng that day, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it. When I boarded, a faint fragrance soaked into my lungs, and my heart was uncomfortable.

Then compare the slag particles with Juyuan Dan. I saw that the former was round and jade, emitting a pale golden light, and I knew at a glance that it was not ordinary.

And the small particles are shaped like broad beans, and the whole body is pitted and concave, and it looks strange. The color is as ugly as yellow mud.

"Why did this slag roll out of the snail?"

Qingji picked up the stone snail again and shook it a few times in the sun, but there was no movement.

"Maybe I was too strong in the mountains and forests before, and I didn't pay attention to splashing mud into the stone snails......"

Qing Jifu sniffed the slag carefully, and the pungent smell emitted by it was really a bit of the fishy smell of the mountain and forest soil.

He couldn't help but laugh dumbly, raised his hand, and threw the broad bean-shaped slag far into the forest.

"Huh?"

At the moment when Qing Ji withdrew his arm, the stone snail in the palm of his other hand suddenly shook slightly.

At the same time, a cloud of heat rose from its body, like a bird gently biting at his palm.

"What's going on!"

The movement of the stone snail at this moment was the same as when he led him to find the giant hammer just now.

"It's in that direction!"

Qingji had an experience, and he was familiar with the road, and quickly determined the location of the hot snail.

"This is it!"

He burrowed into the dense forest, and made his way all the way, quickly to the depths of a forest shade full of thick fallen leaves.

"Huh? How is it! ”

Qing Ji glanced at the pile of thick leaves, and a grain of earthy yellow was lying there quietly, it was the "slag" that he had just raised his hand and thrown away.

"That's not right! How can it be such a coincidence? Don't...... Could it be that the snail is heating because of it? ”

Qing Ji thought for a moment, and his face was shocked.

(End of chapter)