"Black Feather Army, have you fought with them, ha! How old are you, can you talk about challenging the world's first cavalry?" Ming Quan was amused by his words, and laughed contemptuously, and his whole body swayed. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info She wouldn't believe that an eleven-year-old boy would dare to do anything to the first cavalry in the world, in fact, no normal person in this world would believe it.

"In June of this year, Pan Yang City. Yinchen said matter-of-factly: "At that time, I was only a heavy body. ”

"Hahahaha!!" Mingquan laughed wildly: "You?, do you have someone's horse legs?" She looked at Yinchen with contempt and said condescendingly: "This palace is the first time I have heard that an eleven-year-old little hairy child dares to say that he is the world's number one iron horse who does not dare to face the court head-on, and the Black Feather Army is against him? Boy, do you know what kind of crime you should be guilty of lying and deceiving this palace? ! Do you know that this palace only needs one sentence to let you roll to the southernmost island to open up the wasteland for a lifetime! Or simply throw you into the palace and be castrated as a little father-in-law!" Don't you hurry up and ......" In the end, Aunt Mingquan suddenly straightened her face, and said to Yinchen in a tone of a queen's reprimand for male slaves, in her opinion, no matter how powerful this kid in front of her is, even if he can use some strange tricks and tricks to destroy a hundred people in an instant, it is just a little boy! Mingquan has seen the most powerful secret weapon in the army, the [Red Cannon], and also knows that there is a kind of secret weapon called [Gunpowder] in this world. can indeed kill hundreds of people in an instant, so she is actually not very afraid of Silver Dust, or the "well-informed" women in the Holy Water Sect are the last few people here who are not afraid of Silver Dust.

However, her reprimand was not finished, and she could not finish her sentence. Because the silver dust in front of her could make the ground beneath her feet riot with just a raise of her hand, and she didn't even need any spells.

The rumbling sound made the monks turn white. Mingquan also took a few steps back in disbelief. Immediately after, in the eyes of everyone, two huge humanoid objects ten meters down, completely made of blocks, cylinders and balls, emerged from the ground, it was a statue of a Titan.

The huge statue separated the silver dust from the Ming Quan, and the two hands of the statue were basically two one-person-high cube stones, and the five faces of the stone were engraved with exquisite magic arrays, and when the statue quickly raised its arms so that a magic array was facing Ming Quan, Ming Quan suddenly felt a chill to the bone.

"This is?!" She didn't feel any aura of Gangfeng on this huge guy, which was completely different from the statement that every puppet in the Puppet Sect exuded Gangfeng like a human, and at this time, it didn't matter whether Yinchen was a member of the Puppet Sect or not, in short, now, including Mingquan, no one could deal with the ten-meter-tall big guy in front of him, even if it was a Yuanying master, he might not be able to handle it.

The magic array lit up with a red light, and then one after another large fireballs were generated in the center of the magic array and roared towards Mingquan, Mingquan hurriedly dodged to the left, and a fireball rumbled and smashed on the ground, exploding on the spot and rushing into a pillar of fire, and a crater with a diameter of five meters immediately appeared on the high platform, as if it had been hit by a tank gun. And immediately after, one after another, fireballs of the same size as stars fell to the ground and exploded, as if the battlefield was ravaged by machine guns, and the monks could only flee in all directions.

Fortunately, the number of people in the underground space has decreased sharply, and everyone has a lot of room to dodge, so they can escape from the explosion and gunsmoke one by one, and there are no casualties.

Mingquan ran into the distance with a shameless smoke, only to find that the huge figure was chasing after him directly with a brisk walk, and the flexible movements and the huge size did not match the extreme.

The giant's footsteps landed on the ground without monks every time, causing no casualties, and the other monks laughed gloating as they looked at the huge rock monster that passed by them, and at the spring that was almost thrown out of the underground space. Mingquan was chased and cornered, but he didn't dare to really rush here to leave, so the treasure behind him would have nothing to do with her, so he had to scream at Yinchen at the top of his voice: "Silver-haired boy! Bengong believes you! Don't let this thing stop quickly!! If you really kill Bengong, if it really ...... You just wait and see! This palace doesn't lie to you, this palace's life is very ......" She wanted to say something threatening, but then she thought about it, this is a secret realm! That silver-haired boy still seems to have a killer weapon that can kill many people in an instant! If he really provokes him and directly kills himself and the 500 monks here, who will avenge herself in the future?

Thinking of this, she quickly changed her words, but before she finished her words, she saw that the ten-meter-high, god-knowing guy weighing tens of thousands of pounds directly turned into a large pile of thumb-sized gravel and fell to the ground, never moving again.

"This ......" is not only Mingquan, but even the other monks who are watching the excitement on the side are shocked, this means of sending and receiving at will to become a giant for a while and a stone for a while, when the real gods are also, even if they are the famous Yuanying masters on the rivers and lakes, they may not have such kung fu. The eyes of everyone looking at Yinchen not only deepened a layer of fear, but also added a trace of awe.

This is simply a means of creation. Wan Jianxin did not hesitate to praise himself.

"In general, in my hometown, some people have actually ...... That's not a realm that people can imagine at all. Silver Dust shrugged, and then he whispered in the direction of Aunt Mingquan:

"I am not afraid of anyone, any force, but I will not take the initiative to provoke anyone who has nothing to do with it. Don't mess with me, don't bother me, feel free to do the rest!"

His voice was small, only a little higher than a whisper, but everyone present could hear him clearly, as if he were speaking in everyone's ear.

The crowd quieted down, and Yinchen pulled Lin Xuanchen and led the Golden Daomen and his party to the side, expressing his promise not to take the initiative to provoke with his actions. Most of the monks looked at them with understanding, after all, if they counted ten thousand sword hearts, they were two holy weapons, and their interest in the last treasure of the Purple Blood God Sect had faded a lot.

The 500 monks gathered in front of the three gates, and watched for a long time, only an awkward and bitter silence, for no one seemed to be able to understand the meaning of the mechanism on the gate.

Three gates are embedded in one of the innermost walls of this eerie underground space, and below the gate is the semicircular platform. These three gates are two open gates with a width of one zhang and two feet (3.6 meters) and a height of two feet (6 meters). It is square, and the surface feels like bronze, but if it is not for the stone door covered with copper, no one can say clearly. There are no handles or any other patterns on the gate, except for a checkerboard-like intricate pattern three feet above the ground. It's a combination of squares, squares, and slides, and it's as complex and regular as a wiring diagram. The protruding squares are engraved with very beautiful lifelike patterns, which are birds, bears, sunflowers, snakes, fire, clouds, four-leaf clovers, amphorae and a mess of threads. The number, position, and even size of each type of block are different, with the least patterned sunflower having twelve, and the most likely being dozens or even hundreds. What's even more puzzling is that the squares are not separate, some are connected by a slender strip of bronze casting, some seem to have a thumb-thick wide side on two or three sides, and some are linked together to form an L-shape, and some are worn in a string. Each block has a rail-like notch, or slide, underneath it, that allows each block to slide along a given, checkerboard-like track, but not every block can slide freely due to the presence of double or even triple blocks.

There are only three chessboard-like traps on the three gates, and the three six gates are completely bare boards, with no keyholes, no handles, no patterns or inscriptions, not even a single seam, not a single rivet, and the posture is like the overlord clause, either solve the puzzles built of those blocks, or don't go in.

Not to mention others, even Yinchen felt dizzy after seeing those squares. He simply took out his notebook, asked Wan Jianxin and Bai Jiu to help him block the eyes of others, used the camera on the computer to obtain the image on the door, entered some basic conditions by himself, and then threw it to the computer for calculation. As soon as he finished typing in the most important character, he pressed enter, and he heard the fan of the notebook "buzz" and screamed, so frightened that he quickly shrank his neck, Lin Xuanchen on the side couldn't bear the curiosity and leaned his little head over, but was secretly licked by Yinchen's earlobe, and his tears were about to fall when he was ashamed, but he thought of what Wan Jianxin said to her that Yinchen would definitely not treat her badly, so he could only hammer Yinchen hard, and then timidly went to the arms of the female elder of the Golden Dao Gate of the Cableway. Yinchen hugged the computer, bared his teeth secretly, and laughed so much that the bones of his whole body were convulsed.

Large chunks of code washed over the screen, and the posture was as terrible as a flood attack, and Silver Dust even carefully covered the computer screen with his hand, really afraid that it would explode directly if it didn't display a single display. After about ten minutes, the fan port of the laptop was already hot enough to fry eggs, and the sound of the fan slowly subsided, and the final result was displayed on the screen.

result:343，107，992，801avaliable，999，903，105，727，391，039，227failed

"This ......" Silver Dust is like a lightning strike, and there are actually 3.4 billion possible outcomes! 3.4 billion! He turned his head with difficulty, and there was a creaking sound in his neck, and he finally transferred himself to the shy and angry little girl.

'How did you figure it out?' The one in 3.4 billion correct result?' Silver Dust's voice was hoarse and grainy as if he had forgotten to reduce Gaussian noise, sounding like the sound of a scrapped radio.

Lin Xuanchen pouted cutely as angrily, turned his head, and buried his soft little face deep into the arms of the female elder, who was also caressing her hair like a mother.

Yinchen touched his nose in embarrassment, put away his notebook and sat on the ground boredly. One of the 3.4 billion results to open the door?Silver Dust said that he had no hope of this, and would rather use a 10,000 mm particle collapse cannon to blast the door open, or simply plant a tactical nuclear bomb under the door.

"If only there was a Khrushchev Type 9, if not, the old Ivan the Terrible would do too. "Silver Dust misses his hometown very much at this time, and misses the anti-nuke, an) super-powerful shockwave tactical nuclear warhead that often appears in the demon refining of his hometown news, and if there is such a real guy, then all the problems in the secret realm are not a problem.

He wouldn't have thought about whether that thing would turn the treasure behind the door to ashes.

Ten minutes passed like this, and the anxiety spread slowly and subtly among the monks like anthrax. The treasure is in front of you, but there is no way to get it, and at the same time, as time goes by the minute, the risk of the closure of the secret realm is also accumulating and oppressing.

At this moment, Ming Quan, who had just touched a gray nose on Yinchen's hand, stood in front of the leftmost gate again, looking at the monks who were gradually becoming agitated with a high smile. "Everyone!" her voice was filled with the confidence of the superior again, and she spread her voice like a beggar in charity: "The mechanism on these three gates, if the deity is not mistaken, is a mechanism called the 'Nine Links', and the 'Nine Links' must have all of you heard of it. ”

"Nine Rings?" there were bursts of exclamations from among the monks, with Du Chuanchang's voice being the loudest. "It's actually a Nine Links, that's really ......" The leader of the big red dragon Shining Empty sighed bitterly: "Those things are all playthings that can only be accessed by the young grandmothers and ladies in the Prince's Mansion, and we poor old men, I'm afraid we haven't seen it!

The female elder of the Golden Dao Gate felt his gaze, and just shook her head lightly at him: "The concubine's hands are also good at sword skills, and female red is not good at it." Flashing was disappointed.

"Nine Links?" Wan Jianxin muttered to himself, his voice was empty: "Wan Jia used to start by making and selling Nine Links, and now ......" His hand gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist tightly.

"Nine Links?" Silver Dust is completely unclear: "It seems to have been mentioned in the "Ten Ancient Divine Classics of Evil Luo Hai City, Volume 1, Dream of Red Mansions", according to the conclusions reached by those old immortals (Heavenly Mages) of the Gabriel History and Ancient Magical Civilization Research Association, it seems to be a puzzle game similar to "World of Warcraft"? )