Ma Mian saw that Song Tianpeng was a little moved, and what he said was still the starting point, and then said: "Brother, let's see if you want to change something else." For example, weapons or something. We have an arsenal of weapons in the underworld, and we have all kinds of weapons in it, and you must know that they are all treasures. Completely different from the ordinary objects of your human world, those have been baptized by millions of years of vicissitudes, and each one has its own legendary story. Over the long years, these weapons have also absorbed a lot of heaven and earth aura. It's so powerful, some of them are better than artifacts. ”

Listening to Ma Mian's words, Song Tianpeng was so excited in his heart that he almost didn't laugh out loud.

"The artifact is developed, if you have one, you can walk sideways everywhere! Haha, more wind, how energetic!" Fortunately, he reacted quickly, endured the excitement in his heart, and said lightly: "It's only like this, let's go, go and see." ”

"Old Niu, you wait here. ”

Seeing that the bull head nodded, the horse pulled Song Tianpeng to teleport, and the next moment, two ghosts appeared in front of a cave.

On the edge of the cave are carved four large square characters - Treasure House of Weapons. However, after pushing the door in, Song Tianpeng and Ma Mian were completely dumbfounded. The weapon shelves in the cave were empty, and there was no hair. I continued to walk inside, but I still didn't find it.

Weapon shelves, all black. This is the hardest kind of ore in the underworld, called ink crystal. The density is several times greater than that of a diamond. At this time, the rows of ink crystals were clean.

Seeing this empty treasure trove of weapons, Ma Mian opened his mouth in embarrassment, but he didn't know what to say, and his face was as red as a monkey's ass. Could it be that all the weapons have been stolen? Joke, who will believe it, there can still be thieves in the underworld. But with the ironclad facts in front of us, how can we explain that the treasure trove is indeed empty?

"This is what Brother Ma said, you have all kinds of weapons, there is a hammer!" Song Tianpeng complained listlessly while lying on a boulder.

Walking to the end of the cave, Song Tianpeng didn't see the weapon that Ma Mian said, and couldn't help but be a little angry. Full of anticipation, in the end empty-handed. Alas, the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

"There's a hammer!"

Not far away, there was a shout of the horse's face, and after looking for a long time, I finally found one, whether it was dropped or thrown away, and no matter what grade of weapon it was, it was better than nothing, and it should be enough to deceive Song Tianpeng, who didn't know the goods.

"I didn't see it just now! ”

Thinking about it, Song Tianpeng still stood up, followed the voice and looked for it, to see what was going on.

It turned out that in an inconspicuous corner, under a collapsed weapon rack, the outline of half a hammer was exposed. The hammer was silvery-black, pressed under the ink crystal, and if you didn't look closely, you really couldn't find it.

At this time, Ma Mian was cleaning up the ink crystal pressed on it, Song Tianpeng walked to Ma Mian, picked up a black bead with a diameter of about one centimeter and played with it for a while, it was cold and cold, and when he held it in his hand, his whole body felt refreshed. Song Tianpeng looked at the beads in his hand carefully, and he could see that the ink crystal on the weapon shelf was the same, and he didn't see anything special, it was black, very black, very black. Put it in your pocket. There are so many ink crystals here, don't break the law by taking such a small piece yourself, just take it as a souvenir.

When it was almost cleaned up, Ma Mian reached out to grab the handle of the hammer and pulled the hammer without moving. Changing positions again, holding the back of the hammer with both hands, with force. Still no response.

Song Tianpeng's attention was also attracted. Curiously looked at the hammer.

The main body of the hammer is a standard cuboid, not very large, about thirty centimeters long, the width and height should look the same, the surface composed of them is a square, about fifteen centimeters, and a hammer handle about three centimeters thick and thirty centimeters long extends in the middle of the cuboid, and the body is covered with black fine lines, so that the original silver-white hammer body does not look so conspicuous, just like the newly unearthed cultural relics as old and bleak. The ordinary can't be more ordinary.

"Alas, and the weapons that I can't hold in front of my horse, I don't believe in evil!"

The horse stepped on both sides of the hammer, unbuttoned the suit, rolled up his sleeves, and spat on his hands. He gripped the handle of the hammer with both hands again, and roared as he exerted his strength.

"Ho"

As time passed, the sound of the horse's face became quieter and quieter, and finally disappeared.

Song Tianpeng found that beads of sweat had oozed from Ma Mian's forehead, and his legs were shaking uncontrollably.

Ma Mian really has bitterness in his heart, and he can't say it. The strength of the milk has been exhausted, and you must know how it is more than a thousand catties to burst out with all your strength, and the hammer still does not move.

This shows that the weight of this inconspicuous hammer in front of him must at least exceed a thousand catties! Could it be that the ink crystal frame was crushed by it? If this is really the case, then this small hammer is not just a thousand catties, you must know that Ma Mian can only leave a dent on the ink crystal with a full blow with his own weapon. If you want to break the ink crystal into pieces, the entire underworld, except for the Lord of Hades, it is estimated that there will be no second place. It can be seen that the origin of this hammer must be very simple.

Ma Mian sat on the edge of the wall and gasped, "After living for so long, for the first time, I have experienced what powerlessness is, this is really not very good, hey! It's too embarrassing for the underworld." ”

Seeing Ma Mian eating deflated, Song Tianpeng was in a much better mood, walked to Ma Mian, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Hehe, it's okay Brother Ma, what's so embarrassing about this." Who can't do a few powerless things in his life! This hammer looks very heavy, how can it be more than a hundred pounds, like taking such a heavy thing, the strength of the body has to be used in one place, the qi is heavy, the waist is one, I don't understand, haha! Look at me!"

Looking at the uneven appearance of Song Tianpeng's hippie smile, the teeth of Ma Mian's hatred were about to be crushed. This is comforting people, it is clearly **naked contempt, it is really not a big deal to watch the excitement. Do you think you're buying rice?

"Forget it, don't hit you, let the results tell you! After a while, you will know that the reality is not as beautiful as you think, and sometimes, it is also very cruel. Ma Mian didn't believe that Song Tianpeng could pick it up at all, thinking to himself, can you be as powerful as me, I have mana, let's enjoy it now, I won't have this chance for a while.

Song Tianpeng squatted beside the hammer, looked at the quaint lines, involuntarily stretched out his right hand, held the hammer handle, Song Tianpeng seemed to be electrified, and then a message appeared in his mind———— "Thor Hammer, weighing 109,000 catties, an ancient artifact." It can summon lightning between heaven and earth, and its power is endless. ”

"Oops!" Song Tianpeng was so electric that he subconsciously called out his voice. The moment he received the message, Song Tianpeng's shock was no less than when he had just learned of his death. A simple sentence made Song Tianpeng's brain appear blank for a short time.

Ma Mian, who was watching from the side, had another understanding of Song Tianpeng's situation.

Hearing Song Tianpeng's voice, Ma Mian laughed, and he was happy in his heart, "Sample, you just laughed at me, you know it's heavy!"

"Brother, if you can't take it, you can't take it, if anyone can pick it up, it's not a treasure trove of weapons. ”

Ma said to Song Tianpeng, who was in a daze at the moment.

Song Tianpeng came back to his senses, turned his head to look at the gloating horse face, and let out a sigh of relief. The shocked heart has slowly calmed down. Keep your feet steady, hold your left hand above your right hand, half-squat, and use your hands hard.

"Up!"

Song Tianpeng almost fell down on his back because of too much force.

"Holy!?"

This hammer doesn't weigh at all, it's not as good as a brick!