Zhao Yun stepped forward as the first experimenter, and when he reached his strength, he didn't need to borrow external force at all, the muscles and skin at his wrist wriggled on their own, and a drop of blood came out of it and flew towards the altar in front of the stone stele.

The blood beads fell on the altar and slowly merged into the smooth stone bricks, and after a while, there was no change, and Shaoyang and the others knew that the opening failed, and Zhao Yun's blood could not open this treasure.

Worrying things really happened, this treasure came tens of thousands of years ago, it needs blood to open, I'm afraid it can only be the descendants of those who left this treasure, tens of thousands of years, those people are still dead or not.

Immediately afterwards, Guo Jia and the others also tried one by one, but the result was naturally the same as Zhao Yun, wasting a drop of blood in vain, and in the end, only Shaoyang was left.

"Fengxiao, is there a way to break that ban?" Shaoyang is not afraid of bloodshed, now he is the only one left who has not tried, if he fails again, it will be useless to find the treasure in the end, he can only watch from the outside, and he feels that it hurts when he thinks about it.

The prohibition on the periphery of the stone hall was almost dangerous to them, but the effect was too disgusting, and it was estimated that the person who left the treasure felt that no matter how strong the defensive prohibition was, it was possible for someone to break it, so he simply got such a thing with the intention of destroying it rather than letting outsiders get it.

Guo Jia shook his head, he also wanted to break the ban, and after careful study, he found that with his strength, he could break it, but the ban was not one, but one in each area, and countless prohibitions were connected together, once one of them was cracked, the others would be activated immediately, and the result was no different from not cracking one.

Unless Guo Jia can break all the prohibitions at the same time, he will not want to enter the stone hall where the treasure may be buried through other means, and the only way out is to open the door of the stone hall according to the prompts on the stone tablet.

Needless to say, Shaoyang walked towards the stone tablet and the altar, it's good to have a result early, it's a big deal to bring some people over to try it later, as for the slim probability of success being directly ignored by him, he just needs a self-comfort.

Shaoyang didn't have the strength of Zhao Yun and them, so he couldn't control the blood perfectly, so he cut it with a knife, and more blood flowed out, and it kept dripping on the altar, and he didn't withdraw his hand until the wound stopped bleeding.

At first, there was no change like Zhao Yun and the others, but after the extra blood was completely integrated into the altar, different changes occurred on the altar, and a faint and flickering luster flickered from time to time.

Shaoyang was happy at first, and then immediately had a bitter face, his blood was effective, but he didn't expect that it was his ancestors who left the treasure, Shaoyang guessed that it was estimated that it was left by the strong Chinese people 100,000 years ago.

As for why the bitter face?

It is estimated that the ancestors did not expect that with the inheritance of the bloodline, the descendants of tens of thousands of years later have their bloodline already too thin, this thinness does not mean that Shaoyang has the bloodline of other races, but with the inheritance from generation to generation, the bloodline factors in the body have changed too much.

Fortunately, Shaoyang's blood can still open the treasure, but the amount of blood required is slightly more, not a drop can be done, but judging from the light on the altar, the amount needed is probably indispensable.

Zhao Yun and the others naturally found out about this, looking at Shaoyang's face was very strange, and Zhao Yun directly persuaded him, "Your Majesty, or we will give up this treasure." ”

Judging from the luster on the altar, there is no way to know how much blood Shaoyang needs to succeed, but it is obviously indispensable, they dare not risk letting Shaoyang try, what if it consumes most of his life and does not open it?

Shaoyang also has this concern, he is completely gambling, the amount of blood required for gambling is within the range he can bear, he is not afraid of bleeding, he is afraid of empty joy again, he hesitated for a while before making up his mind, gritted his teeth and took out the dagger to prepare to cut the pulse and let the blood.

After working hard for so long, time-consuming and labor-intensive, I finally came to the treasure, how could I return empty-handed, I had to gamble, and the dagger would be cut off on my wrist.

"Your Majesty, please wait a moment. Guo Jia suddenly stopped, and then strode forward, without giving an explanation, just let Shaoyang stand away, and put some blood directly on the altar, this time it was not like he had only one drop before, and the blood released was no less than Shaoyang just now.

In the curious eyes of everyone, Guo Jia motioned for them to look at the altar, only to see that the luster on it was a little brighter than just now, and the others were puzzled and looked at Guo Jia again, waiting for his explanation.

Just now, when others were thinking about whether to let Shaoyang bleed, Guo Jia was thinking about other ways, it was no fun to forcibly break the ban, he could only start from this altar, and the road of blood sacrifice could not be run.

So he put his thoughts on the source of the treasure, the group of ancestors who made this treasure and the altar, the history of the Chinese Guo Jia They all know something, tens of thousands of years have passed, Shaoyang just happens to be the descendant of that group of people, it is too much of a coincidence, Guo Jia analyzed, the reason why Shaoyang's blood can make the altar react is related to the blood he drips at most, and it may also be that the blood he inherited is stronger.

In addition, he had another guess, so he stopped Shaoyang and went up to try it himself, and the final result also proved his guess.

It's not that their blood is ineffective, it's that there was too little dripping before, and this altar doesn't just require one person's blood, as long as the amount is sufficient, no matter how many people can be bled together.

In any case, this is good news for them, at least Shaoyang doesn't need to let blood alone, there are a few more people, and the probability of successfully opening the door of the stone hall is much higher, and from the degree of change in the luster of the altar just now, the hope is quite large.

The six people took turns to bleed the altar, each of them not much at once, and watching the altar's luster deepen until it bloomed, the bloodletting could not affect their happy mood.

There was a problem during the period, and after a few rounds, everyone found and confirmed that Zhao Yun's blood was actually invalid, which surprised everyone, and finally had to come to a conclusion, that is, Zhao Yun happened to be not a descendant of those ancestors, and after a little doubt, everyone accepted this reality, and Zhao Yun did not have to continue to bleed.

Only Shaoyang probably understood in his heart that two of the summoned generals were made out of thin air by the system, that is, Zhao Yun, who was the first to summon, and Lu Bu, who was forced to summon when he was in the werewolf tribe, and the others were actually transformed from their original bodies.

Fortunately, the light on the altar is getting stronger and stronger, and without Zhao Yun, it seems that the five of them will definitely be able to successfully open the door of the stone hall.