At this moment, the sword spirit spoke, "Master, this is a god-level weapon. ”

God-tier weapons?

He Ying was stunned: "What do you mean by a god-level weapon?" How does it compare to rare weapons? ”

"Only strong, not weak."

“！！！”

He Ying's face changed on the spot, only strong and not weak, is this still necessary?

Si Shengxiang's dragon chanting spear is a rare weapon, He Ying can see its power, as long as the difference in strength between the two sides is not too big, it will be crushed directly.

I also thought about how good it would be to have a rare weapon, and I couldn't go sideways when I went out?

Take it?

It's all here......

As soon as Nan Muzhi's hand touched the divine pestle, suddenly a golden ripple burst out from the divine pestle, and the four of them were not the slightest defenseless, and they were instantly turned over by this ripple bomb, and all of them fell under the sacrificial platform and smashed heavily on the ground.

And the golden ripple didn't stop, swinging in all directions until it sank into the wall.

He Ying propped up his hands and spat blood violently.

He only felt that the world was spinning in front of him, his five organs were in pain as if they were exploding, and the muscles in his body were about to spasm.

The power of that golden ripple just now was too strong, even if his body had been strengthened, he couldn't bear it.

The three of Xuan Yuzhai next to them were even more miserable, their health was not as good as He Ying, and they died in pain.

He Yingqiang endured the pain, rushed to Nan Muzhi and took out the medicine bottle from her pocket, and fed one pill to each person, which made the three of them feel relieved.

Several people sat on the ground in embarrassment, all of them with gray faces, looking at the black wooden box on the sacrificial platform and said, "That golden wave just now must have been set up to prevent outsiders from touching it, so it can be seen that the divine pestle is by no means mortal." ”

He Ying thought for a moment and said, "It's a god-level weapon." ”

What?!

Si Shengxiang and Nan Muzhi were stunned for a moment, and they both suspected that they had heard it wrong.

He Ying was puzzled: "What's wrong?" Did you know? ”

Seeing that Nan Muzhi was the first to react, he grabbed He Ying's arm, and his expression became excited: "God-level weapon? Are you sure? ”

"Sure."

Nan Muzhi and Si Shengxiang glanced at each other, and then stared at the black wooden box on the stage.

"There is a certain chance of dropping rare items in the dungeon, it may be a book, it may be a weapon, it may also be a flower, it is uncertain, there is no pattern to check, but the probability of them dropping is lower than the rare items dropped by the Purgatory dungeon, only 0.1%, and because of this, these rare props become more powerful, and they are not weaker than the rare props of the Purgatory dungeon."

Nan Muzhi nodded: "This is for those ordinary players, they can't beat the purgatory dungeon, if you are lucky, you can also pick up rare items in the ordinary dungeon to upgrade." ”

"Then according to what you say, players don't go to play purgatory-type dungeons, just play ordinary dungeons, wouldn't it be fine?"

Si Shengxiang glanced at Xuan Yuzhai: "Impossible, because the probability of it falling is extremely low, and it is also divided into levels, from bronze to god level, there are five kinds of weapons, god level weapons are the highest, no worse than rare weapons, they are collectively called 'fifth-order props', and the drop rate of god-level weapons in these fifth-order props...... Lower. ”

Nan Muzhi added: "To put it bluntly, if the rare items of the Purgatory dungeon have a 1% drop rate, then the drop rate of these fifth-order items is 0.1% compared to the Purgatory analogy, and the drop rate of God-level weapons is 0.01% compared to the fifth-order items. ”

Xuan Yuzhai let out a long "oh".

Si Shengxiang's face was filled with excitement: "I didn't expect to meet us with god-level props this time, this is not so simple as luck, it is really lucky." ”

He Ying patted Xuan Yuzhai on the shoulder: "You can, multiplayer dungeons can drop god-level weapons when they come up." ”

Xuan Yuzhai said proudly: "Don't look at who I am, I'm a well-known invincible lucky star, I will mix with me in the future and take you to eat and drink spicy food." ”

Several people were diluted by the huge surprise in front of them.

But after the surprise, the faces of several people turned cold again.

This pestle is obviously not allowed to be taken, what's the use of just being happy, can't get it, mainly.

The four of them returned to the altar again.

He Ying thought for a while and said to Xuan Yuzhai: "This copy is yours, I won't grab this pestle from you, you can find a way to pick it up." ”

When Xuan Yuzhai thought of the pain just now, he immediately shook his head: "You said it easily, then I'll give it to you, you take it." ”

“……”

The two of them stared wide-eyed.

The four of them began to figure out how to pick up the pestle.

They didn't want to try again......

Just when a few people were at a loss, they suddenly heard a loud noise behind them, and when they turned around, their faces changed greatly.

The black-haired zongzi had already smashed open the stone door with a hammer and stood at the door menacingly.

At this moment, his whole body emitted a dark black red light, and two red lights lit up in those black eye holes, and his body shape changed greatly, directly growing from two meters to three meters, and the explosive muscles on his body looked terrifying.

He Ying's heart suddenly mentioned.

Gone on a rampage!

The black-haired zongzi exhaled two white gases from his two nostrils, and then roared angrily at the four people, picked up the meteor hammer and strode over.

As if facing a great enemy, the four of them quickly summoned weapons to meet the enemy.

The bronze sword in He Ying's hand flew out quickly, and the black-haired zongzi moved extremely fast, and the bronze sword flew away in an instant, and directly threw out the meteor hammer and smashed it towards the four people.

The four of them scattered and jumped away, but before they could stand firmly, the meteor hammer fell on the position just now, and smashed the stone steps with a "boom", and the stone steps directly collapsed.

"Everyone be careful, the black-haired zongzi has gone berserk."

He Ying picked up his sword and rushed forward.

However, to He Ying's surprise, this time the black-haired zongzi didn't care about himself at all, but rushed to Nan Muzhi, who was closest to the divine pestle.

Nan Muzhi's lightsaber stabbed out, and the black-haired zongzi didn't dodge and resisted directly, and the lightsaber stabbed him in the chest without any reaction.

After the black-haired zongzi ran away, he was extremely fast in all aspects, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he immediately grabbed Nan Muzhi's neck, and lifted Nan Muzhi up directly.

"Let me go!"

He Ying was furious and slashed down with a sword.

The black-haired zongzi turned around violently and directly aimed Nan Muzhi at the sword he had chopped off.

He Ying was suddenly stunned and hurriedly closed his momentum.

The black-haired zongzi guessed that He Ying would regain momentum, threw Nan Muzhi away, and then punched He Ying in the chest.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound.

He Ying flew seven or eight meters upside down and slammed into the ground.

The blood in his chest surged, He Ying just stood up, spit out a mouthful of blood, and knelt on the ground again.

Behind him, Si Shengxiang sneak attacked, with a dragon groan, a golden dragon flew out to the head of the spear, and the golden dragon bit the black-haired zongzi with its big mouth open.

The black-haired zongzi grabbed it out of thin air, directly grabbed the golden dragon's mouth, held the golden dragon's jaw with the other hand, and tore it violently, and the golden dragon was instantly torn into a Taoist Dao The golden light dissipated.

Si Shengxiang couldn't help but take two steps back, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

With this move just now, she merged with the golden dragon, and the golden dragon was killed, and she herself was also hit hard.

At this time, Xuan Yuzhai on the side had already touched the back of the black wooden box.

Condescending, he can sneak attack at any time.

But before he could stand firmly, the head of the black-haired zongzi suddenly turned three hundred and sixty degrees and turned directly behind him, and the red light on his body skyrocketed several times, and he opened his bloody mouth and rushed towards Xuanyuzhai.

He Ying was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly suddenly.

Why wasn't he angry in the female corpse coffin burial chamber just now, but now he was angry, and he was even more angry when he saw Xuan Yuzhai approaching the black wooden box...... Because he's guarding this black wooden box.

No, to be precise, he's guarding this pestle!