Xiao Shan gave a slight high-five, and the ground slowly cracked, revealing a black box.

"Brother, this is a gift I prepared for you, remember to accept it. Xiao Shan pulled the box out of the crack and put it in front of Xiao Lin, and then the black wing shook extremely quickly. He disappeared into the black night sky.

Xiao Lin picked up the black box, and suddenly felt the surging power come out, and he couldn't hold the box for a while. He had no choice but to lay the box flat on the ground and look at the black box with a solemn carving on it by a glimmer of moonlight.

In the picture, the dragon flies in the sky and spews flames into the ground, and the crowd on the ground screams and flees in all directions. Next to the painting is a strange word: "Those who rebel against the sky must first disobey their fate!"

Xiao Lin pronounced the string of characters, and the entire black box seemed to come to life, emitting a faint fluorescence. This time, Xiao Lin could see the black box completely without the help of moonlight, he reached out and touched the faint light on the surface of the black box, and a warm feeling instantly conveyed his whole body through the palm of his hand.

"Ancient relics. An old man in the crowd walked out slowly, he had been very calm since the appearance of the thousand-toothed tiger, and it was not until this black box appeared that his composure was broken, and he walked out of the crowd and said. "Everything inherited from ancient times has a strong energy and a strong power.

The old man stretched out his hand to pick up the black box, Xiao Lin just wanted to remind the old man to be careful of energy counterattack, but when he saw that the old man's hand holding the black box didn't even tremble, he felt that he didn't need to be reminded at all.

"After many years, we finally met again. The old man carried the black box, brushed his fingers over the calligraphy and paintings on the surface of the box, and said softly. "Heaven and hell, where have you been since that battle?"

Xiao Lin couldn't understand what the old man was doing, but he knew that he couldn't interrupt the old man, that black box seemed to be something very precious? And it was the old man in front of him? How did this thing fall into Xiao Shan's hands? Why did Xiao Shan give this thing to him at this time?

He had a series of questions he wanted to ask, but he couldn't, and every question sounded strange.

The old man turned around, put the box in front of Xiao Lin, and said slowly: "This is something from ancient wars, almost tens of thousands of years old, and it is one of the most powerful weapons of that era, and inside are two long swords, inscribed 'Shadow of Heaven' and 'Hellfire' respectively. In this era, it is almost the most powerful weapon. ”

"There are two 10,000-year-old ancient swords in here, and they haven't been destroyed for tens of thousands of years?" Xiao Lin couldn't believe it, isn't the 10,000-year-old ancient sword a priceless treasure?

"Yes, there are three other contemporaries of this weapon that are known to be intact. The long knife 'Black Distant Mountain', the longbow 'Sunshine on the Edge of the Sky' and the double dagger 'Earth Feelings'. The old man gently stroked the black iron box, and then the energy in his hand poured in, and the two sword hilts popped out. The old man drew his long sword, and the two long swords, one black and one white, drew two perfect circles in the night sky. The clear sound of swords echoed in the night sky.

"Isn't there another three?" Xiao Lin listened to those strange names and asked suspiciously, "Where are the other three?"

The old man inserted the long sword back into the black box and handed it back to Xiao Lin, who turned out to be a black iron box with a warm feeling on it. The black iron box has a belt on it, just enough to carry it on your back. Xiao Lin carried the box on his back. I asked the question again.

The old man didn't answer his question, just shook his head slightly, and then looked in the direction of the mountain. Xiao Lin followed his gaze and remembered the black shadow like a stone pillar, and Yun Tao finally ran in that direction.