From the beginning of the battle, it didn't take more than two minutes to finish.

But these two minutes were as long as two hours for Chu Ran.

The physical exertion is okay, the key is the tense spirit at all times, which makes him heavy.

It's been almost half an hour since he came in, and he doesn't have much time left. The most important thing is that if you wait until those puppets continue to operate and the speed is fully deployed, I am afraid that it will be a situation of no life.

However, with such a high-intensity battle, the harvest was quite satisfying. The medicinal effect of the Quenching Pill, stimulated by this, completely volatilized from the major meridians hidden in his body.

And the power of the membrane muscles and bones seems to be more perfectly transmitted. Although the muscles in his body felt tired, Chu Ran could clearly feel that he was stronger.

"Whew...... In the inheritance crystal box, it should be the Hundred Battles Refining Body Technique and the Bright Silver Spear. ”

His eyes fell on the crystal box of the god case, and Chu Ran exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity, his eyes full of joy.

A hundred battles to refine the body technique, enough to cultivate to the mortal realm. And the Bright Silver Gun ...... That's a treasure on the list.

"According to legend, the unique attribute of the Bright Silver Spear is 'Armor Piercing', which is particularly rare to see the sharp attribute of ignoring defense. ”

"With the bright silver gun in hand, even if it is these humanoid puppets, I can break through the defense in one fell swoop, and I won't fight so hard. Especially against those rough-skinned beasts......"

With anticipation in his heart, Chu Ran came to the god case.

After he completely calmed his breathing, he bowed down, and after the disciple bowed, he got up and slowly opened the crystal box.

That is, inheritance, how dare you be contemptuous?

There was a soft "click", and the three-foot-wide crystal box opened, and inside, a scroll of ancient books and a silver-white ball the size of a baby's fist lay quietly.

His eyes fell on the ball engraved with strange inscriptions, and Chu Ran couldn't help but be stunned.

What about the Bright Silver Spear?

When he unconsciously reached out and grasped the ball, as if he had touched some kind of mechanism, the whole palace suddenly shone brightly.

Chu Ran looked around in shock, and immediately found that the light was actually coming from the huge Zhao Yun relief above the divine case in front of him.

At this moment, golden light flashed through the cracks of the gray relief, and it spewed out the Dao air flow as if it were substance.

The air flow was so strong that it made a "snort" whistle.

At the same time, the relief shook violently, as if it was about to break through the wall, and then, a majestic battle spirit rose like a surging wave, and it soared into the sky.

In a trance, Chu Ran seemed to be in the midst of a battle array of thousands of troops, with boundless flags flying, and the murderous spirit was fierce in the sky. And he is a golden iron horse, dancing with a sword and yellow sand.

And the entire hall, also inspired by this fighting spirit, was violently turbulent and trembled. In the rumbling thunder, the dust of the gravel on the top fell one after another, as if it was about to collapse in the next moment.

"Woo ......"

The whistling sound gradually sharpened, rising more and more rapidly, and when it was almost silent, the golden light suddenly erupted, and a circle of circular transparent air waves, like substance, quickly swept the audience.

"Bang!"

An invisible force knocked Chu Ran into the air for several feet, and he landed on the ground and "kicked and kicked" back more than ten steps before he could return to his senses and stand firmly.

The wreckage of the puppets on the ground, including some gravel and dust, was swept up by the air waves, and 'crackled' against the bronze door of the wall, making a continuous roar.

This......

Chu Ran's face changed greatly, and he struggled to stand still in a blazing golden light, and after a few breaths, he forced himself to regain his mind.

As he approached, he saw the most incredible scene in his life.

There is almost a relief of ten zhang square circle, and in a piece of golden light, General Zhao Yun, who was holding a spear and prancing on a horse, turned into a golden phantom and came out of the wall directly.

The neighing of horses, the ironclad hunting. Zhao Yun's phantom shadow floated in the air, his eyes flashing with electric light, staring at Chu Ran, like a living person.

And at the moment when the phantom appeared, the entire hall suddenly calmed down, from the previous sharp turmoil to stillness, and there was no transition and buffer in between.

So much so that the wreckage of the gravel and the puppet in mid-air was suspended in the air as if weightless.

The blue light of the skylight on the bronze door is still there, but it is forced by the golden light and looks dim.

At this moment, Chu Ran's five fingers unconsciously clenched the silver-white ball, staring at the Zhao Yun phantom tightly, and his scalp was numb.

He had never heard of such a vision in Zhao Yun's tomb, what did this change in front of him represent?

Heaven and earth seemed to be still at this moment, and for some reason, Chu Ran suddenly felt that he couldn't move.

Obviously, the brain sent instructions, but the nerves of the limbs seemed to be isolated, and there was no reaction at all.

This feeling...... It's like in a dream.

"You are the one who has been inherited by me?" In the rumbling and violent shouting, Zhao Yun approached Chu Ran on horseback, and the momentum of Qi Ran Mo Yu enveloped the audience.

It's strange that Chu Ran didn't see Zhao Yun open his mouth, but the clear drink seemed to sound directly in his head.

Chu Ran opened his mouth, and after finding that he could move again, he tried to stretch his neck, which was barely able to make a dry sound.

"I ......"

"No need to say more...... Zhao Yun pulled the horse and raised the gun, and the tip of Sen Han's spear pointed directly at Chu Ran: "If you can withstand a certain three shots and not die, you can get a bright silver gun." ”

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yun stabbed straight with his gun, a bright light, slicing like a meteor, Chu Ran didn't have time to react, there was a pain in his throat, he had been shot and splashed blood, and he was killed on the spot in front of him.

In the haze, countless spear moves turned into a torrent and rushed into Chu Ran's sea of knowledge, stored in his memory in an unknown way.

When he woke up, he was stunned to find that he was still standing in place, and Zhao Yun pulled his horse and raised his gun, still drinking like that: "You are the one who has been inherited by me?"

“...... If you don't die with three shots, you have to shine a silver gun!"

The sound is still in my ears, and the tip of the gun has arrived.

There is no doubt that at this moment, Chu Ran is still digesting the many spear skills that are inexplicably coming from his brain.

Before he could come back to his senses, he was already splashing blood in his throat, and what was a little better was that before his eyes went dark, he could see Zhao Yun pick him up with a shot.

Strangely, he could feel the stinging pain of the cold tip of the spear easily piercing through the skin, and he could also hear the "rustle" of blood splattering blood when the blood vessels were exposed to the air.

However, Rusi's real feelings made him feel ridiculous inexplicably.

Same scene, same way to die!

When he woke up again, Chu Ran woke up and hurriedly spoke first: "Brother Zhao......"

“...... If you don't die with three shots, you have to shine the silver gun!" Zhao Yun turned a deaf ear, still reading that line, and then raised his gun and stabbed.

This General Zhao Yun is Chu Ran's favorite famous general, and there is no one. Especially the style of people who don't talk much, Chu Ran has always admired it very much.

But if you come to yourself and are repeatedly seconds, what kind of slack is this?

This time, Chu Ran learned to be obedient, it was obvious that he was in a virtual state at all, otherwise, how could he come back from the dead?

Chu Ran suddenly turned sideways like an electric shock, and he died twice, how could he not know where the tip of the opponent's gun fell?

As if his body was instinctive, Chu Ran's five fingers suddenly tightened, and the silver-white ball in his hand let out a clear sound, and the two ends skyrocketed, and the bright silver spear finally appeared.