The golden mask was quietly suspended in mid-air, and Wang Ling looked at it, like a fox who couldn't eat grapes, and his heart swelled with sourness, and the taste was very uncomfortable. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Follow me." He said to Liu Wen and walked in the other direction.

Liu Wen followed behind him, watching his movements suspiciously, and when she saw Wang Ling's intentions, there was surprise in her eyes, "You don't plan to snatch that golden mask, do you?" ”

"It's a great opportunity to be chaotic right now, and if you miss it, you might regret it." Wang Ling's eyes scanned, looking around for a place to hide. Their disadvantage can also be regarded as their advantage, because of their weak strength, no one notices them at all now, although their strength is weak, but it also creates an opportunity for him to get close to the Golden Mask.

When approaching, no one can find out, so Wang Ling is careful when walking. The two of them avoided the central avenue far away, where the warriors passed by, and along the side branches, Wang Ling picked those narrow alleys, and after walking for a while, they were already close to within a hundred meters of the golden mask.

"Let's start waiting now." Wang Ling excitedly raised his head and looked at the golden mask.

Liu Wen's face was full of doubts, and she couldn't help asking, "Can you really get a golden mask here?" ”

"The Golden Mask is not a mortal thing, it will definitely not fall into anyone's hands easily, as for us to come here, it is also a bit of luck, at least we have come to the closest place where we can get close to the Golden Mask, and before that, we will be affected by the battle."

The battle ahead was even more intense, and in addition to the eight warriors, there were more than a dozen people who came one after another. There were more than twenty warriors, and Wang Ling's surprise could be imagined, there were so many warriors hidden in the inconspicuous ruins, not to mention, there were warriors who were coming quickly.

In the battle group, a man frowned, "Instead of fighting to the death like this, let's stop first, as for the ownership of the treasure, how about we discuss it?" ”

"Hmph, kill all of you, kill you." The young warrior seemed to ignore the man, and the attack became more ferocious.

"Okay, since you think so, then come on." The man also ignored it.

"It's so intense, this is the real fight." It was the first time for Wang Ling to see so many martial artists fighting together, not to mention how happy he was on his face.

"It's still too close, let's retreat." Liu Wen was a little worried.

"Don't worry, it's fine."

"Hmm."

Liu Wen nodded, and then said no more, staring at the battle situation.

The screams came, a warrior's whole body cracked, blood spilled into the air, and in an instant he was hit with more than 100 punches, fell to the ground heavily, with a roar, smashed open a human-shaped pit on the ground, and then saw the warrior fall into the pit, blood gushed out wildly, his body was like mud, motionless, and he was dead.

The black-faced man glanced at everyone coldly, he was the one who killed this warrior just now, "If you don't want to die, get out of here, you are not qualified to touch this treasure." ”

"It's worthy of being the town guard of the first settlement, why, if you want to let us leave with a few words, there is no door." A long-faced man who spoke, with a slightly hunched back and a sneer in his small eyes.

As soon as the words fell, the hunchbacked man was startled and hurriedly retreated, but a figure in mid-air had already been killed.

"Look for death." The hunchbacked man roared angrily, kicked his feet suddenly, and his originally retreating body directly met him.

Under the golden mask, the blood was a little bit at first, and as the corpses increased, it slowly expanded, gradually turning into a small stream, bubbling and converging into a small lake of blood.

The entire city is almost the size of a small or medium-sized city, enough to accommodate a million people, and the place where the Golden Mask is located is only a small place.

In a corner, a dark shadow flickered by, and when it stopped, it shook its black wings and looked at the golden mask in the distance, and surprisingly, it showed a playful smile in its eyes that only humans can show.

The number of warriors under the golden mask has reached thirty, and more are corpses on the ground, in addition to the warriors, there are many ordinary people who are close by strength and insist on getting involved. Because the temptation of the golden mask is too great, no one can resist it, the things of the ancient era of the stone, it can be 1.5 billion years ago, what was the human race like at that time, and how this space was opened up, no one knows, as long as any one of them is enough to make people's blood boil.

"Uncle Li, these are some junior martial artists, and they are really far behind you." Zhang Huan looked at the people around him with a relaxed gaze and laughed.

"That is, these people, in the opinion of my uncle, there are few who can fight with me, you wait for me to kill them all, these want to seize the treasure, then they have to have the consciousness of death." The middle-aged warrior said.

"It's an intermediate-level martial artist?" One of the surrounding people had already fled, trying to stay away from the two of them.

"Don't run away, let's have fun." The middle-aged warrior waved the long knife in his hand and said with a chuckle.

The golden face trembled, and the originally static body suddenly moved, and at this moment, the void buzzed, and everyone could feel it, and they all looked towards the sky.

"Look, the mask is getting smaller, it's getting smaller."

One by one, the warriors shouted, and one wave fell and one wave rose, "Fall, fall." ”

The shrunken mask, which was about the size of a human face, slowly fell from the sky. Suddenly, everyone's eyes were red, and they rushed away one by one, it was a heavy treasure of the Stone Ancient Era, 1.5 billion years ago, it was the treasure of the owner of this space, and no one could resist this temptation.

Wang Ling's eyes were disappointed, he originally planned to fish in troubled waters, but he didn't expect to encounter this scene.

"Wang Ling, don't worry, let's go to other places to have a look, this place is so big, there won't be only this one thing." Liu Wen saw his lost expression and comforted him with a smile.

"Hmm." Wang Ling nodded, and was about to turn around, when he suddenly heard a shout in front of him.

After the golden mask fell, the battle was even more crazy, everyone wanted to get it, but the person who got it would immediately become the target of the public, under the siege, the captor of the mask continued to change, I don't know who punched the mask, this punch was supposed to hit the person, with great force, the mask suddenly rushed out of the crowd, disappeared into an alley and disappeared without a trace.

"Chase!" The crowd exploded immediately.

A golden shadow flew straight towards the place where Wang Ling was, Wang Ling looked at the golden shadow in disbelief, and the next moment, his body rushed with all his strength, holding the golden shadow in his arms with one hand.

"Wang Ling, run away."

Before Wang Ling, who was holding the mask, had time to get excited, he heard this reminder and ran away.

Rumble!

Rumble!

The ground trembled, and in the distance of the city, white light rose to the sky, and in the light, phantoms appeared, turning into all kinds of strange stones, beasts, flowers, birds, plants and trees.

"It was a vision, as if a great treasure had been born." Someone muttered to himself, having long since completely abandoned the idea of fighting for masks.

There are intermediate martial artists, with their strength, it is really difficult to fight for it, and now there are other treasures born, and the goal is self-evident.

"Let's go, let's see." Some people are tempted, there is no hesitation to leave, the so-called hands are fast and slow, and if you take a step late, you may miss the treasure.

Warriors are not far behind, and those who continue to chase the golden mask are only those intermediate martial artists who rely on their own strength.

"Hey, the mask shouldn't have flown so far, where did it go?" The middle-aged warrior was puzzled.

"Uncle Li, are we looking in the wrong direction?" Zhang Huan's eyes were both unwilling and puzzled.

"No, nephew Huan, I remember that it was in this direction, yes, you should have seen it just now."

"But it was so chaotic just now, who could recognize it, just saw the golden shadow and chased after it, it couldn't be an illusion." Zhang Huan's imagination is so strange that there is no way, no matter who sees that the facts do not match their expectations, they may doubt themselves.

"That's right, it's in this direction." The middle-aged martial artist said with great certainty.