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To turn it over or not to turn it over, this is a question! After a lot of ideological struggles and a war between heaven and man, the old evil finally decided to go and see it. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Although turning over feces is an extremely dirty thing, if there is enough payment, the old evil is not such a pedantic person.

Thinking of this, the old evil didn't bother the people who were mining frantically, flew out of the cave alone, and then began to look around. The old evil predicted that the toilet of the Three-Headed Dog of the Dark Hell would not be too far away from the nest, because they did not want to run far away to solve the problem of urinating and defecating all at once, which was obviously a very troublesome thing. But it certainly wasn't very close, because they didn't want to smell it. The old evil estimates that about ten miles is a more suitable distance, and it is neither smelly nor very far.

According to this idea, the old evil began to circle around the distance of ten miles from the cave, and sure enough, it was not a long time, and he found the location.

This is simply a natural toilet for the three-headed dog of the dark hell, a large crack several meters wide and stretching for thousands of meters, which is extremely suitable for the three-headed dog of the dark hell to squat. The old evil could smell the unbearable stench from afar, forcing him to add a few more barriers to completely isolate the air.

When the old evil came to the crack and looked down, he saw that the crack was full of black feces, and he didn't know how many there were, but there must be an astonishing amount anyway. The old evil tentatively stretched out the decapitation sword of the abyss lord that he had captured before with the means of the imperial sword, but he took a two-handed heavy sword that could be called the top grade, and when it came into contact with the feces, it was corroded diligently, and the old evil hurriedly lifted it up to take a look, and in just a few seconds of contact, the sword had already been corroded off a layer.

"Good girl!" the old evil couldn't help but gasp and said: "It's really worthy of the feces of a demigod demonic beast, it's too lethal! Even the famous decapitating blade is vulnerable, I really don't know, what else can be left here! It seems that this time it's a trip for nothing!"

Just when the old evil was a little frustrated, he suddenly moved in his heart, and said to himself again: "The strength of the decapitation blade is comparable to that of legendary items, but under the corrosion of feces, it is easily finished, so I estimate that eighty percent of the sub-artifacts can't stop this thing." However, the artifact does not necessarily mean that it cannot protect itself, after all, the artifact is a thing that is known as an immortal guy!

Thinking of this, the old evil hurriedly threw away the corroded decapitation blade, and then urged the spiritual power with all his strength to probe into the feces, with the old evil's current spiritual power, that is, the cultivation of the original god, it is already comparable to the demigods, if it is released with all its strength, it is a solid ground, and it can also go hundreds of meters deep. Although the feces of the three-headed dog of the dark hell have a strong corrosive ability to the real thing, it has little effect on the spiritual power, so it makes it easy for the old evil to infiltrate the spiritual power into it and start to search carefully.

The old evil searched carefully while slowly flying along the crack, and in the first five minutes, he didn't gain anything, but his mental power was a little lacking. But the old evil did not give up, he meditated cross-legged, and took some spring water from the Sacred Spring, and soon eliminated his fatigue and devoted himself to the great cause of treasure hunting again.

After more than ten minutes of searching, the old evil finally found a powerful source of fire-based magic fluctuations in a feces dozens of meters deep, and judging from the majestic and pure magic fluctuations, it was obvious that that thing was not ordinary.

With the discovery, the old evil was suddenly excited, hurriedly cast a spell, conjured a big hand, and grabbed the source of the magic fluctuation below, because the old evil didn't know the specific location, so he simply grabbed a handful, and directly grabbed a dung mass with a diameter of two or three meters, and that thing was in it.

Then the old evil threw the dung ball on the ground on the side, and then wiped it left and right with his big magic hand, like plastering mud, and flattened the dung ball to the ground, and soon, he found something that unleashed magic fluctuations, a beautiful fire-colored bracelet.

Although the thing was found, the old evil didn't dare to catch it so directly, it was too dirty. In desperation, he first made the transformed hand smaller, gently grabbed the bracelet out of the feces, and then took out a bucket of his favorite red wine from the space ring, and directly rinsed the bracelet with red wine.

It is a finger-wide metal bracelet carved with a beautiful fiery phoenix. I don't know what metal it's made of, it's all fiery red, and there is a faint stream of pure fire energy flowing inside, as if it has life. Although I don't know the origin of this thing, the old evil can assert that this must be an artifact, but I don't know how to use it for the time being.

"Haha, character!" the old evil smiled smugly, casually put away the artifact bracelet, and then continued to search.

It seems that the old evil is really blessed this time, and after more than an hour of unremitting efforts, he searched the entire crack. Seven more items were eventually found, including three rings, two necklaces, a fist glove, and a palm-sized slate.

There are no rings and necklaces, all of them are exquisite, fire, wind, and plants. But they all belong to other planes, and the old evil can't recognize the origin. As for the boxing gloves, it's relatively rare, that thing is very big, with the old evil's big hands, it can only be used reluctantly, there are no patterns on it, the whole body is pitch black, it seems nothing, but the old evil can feel a strong murderous aura from it, obviously not anti-object.

The only thing worth mentioning is the slate. It was an ordinary slate seven inches long, three inches wide, and one finger thick, sallow and dull throughout. Looking at the color, the old evil thought it was a clay tablet made of mud, but when he got it in his hand, he found that this thing was very hard and made of stone.

There was nothing on this slate, not only the patterns or the words, but some small cracks, pits, not to mention how ugly they were. Speaking of which, the reason why the old evil was able to find it was completely due to luck, this thing was originally around the boxing gloves, and the old evil inadvertently picked it up when he was salvaging the boxing gloves.

After the old evil scooped them up, he first used his spirit on the fist glove, and was just about to leave after cleaning them up, but suddenly saw this stone slab. This stone slab is very regular, and it looks artificially made, so the old evil paid attention to it, and then curiously used his spiritual power to investigate, but he didn't realize it, and his spiritual power easily passed through, as if the stone slab didn't exist at all.

As soon as this result came out, the old evil suddenly lost interest, and was about to continue searching for other treasures, but suddenly, he thought of another thing, and immediately stopped.

The old evil stared at the stone tablet tightly, and said in his heart, "This stone tablet is really a broken thing, but why can it stay in the feces of the three-headed dog of the Dark Hell? You know, this feces has extremely strong corrosive ability, even if it is a decapitating blade, it is vulnerable, but how can it be intact?"

Thinking of this, the old evil suddenly became interested, and hurriedly repeated the old trick again, cleaned the slate with high-quality red wine, and then brought it over to examine it carefully. It's a pity, no matter how the old evil looks, he can't see anything strange, and then he tried to go deep into it with spiritual power, mana, and even a trace of his own primordial spirit, but the result still made the old evil extremely frustrated, he didn't find out what the difference between this thing and an ordinary stone slab was!

The old evil who got this result was naturally extremely dissatisfied, he couldn't help frowning, and used a little force on his fingers, and at this time, the old evil finally noticed the unusual thing about the slate. Because the old evil himself knows the strength of his hands, just now, even if it is a stainless steel plate, it is enough to pinch out an obvious trace, the ordinary slate has long been broken, but this thing is safe and sound.

"Huh, is it really a treasure?" Thinking of this, the old evil had added a little more force to his hands, but he still couldn't destroy the structure of the slate. Immediately, the old evil moved the idea of not being convinced, and his hands turned into Beamon's giant arms, and then he exhaled and squeezed it with all his might.

Immediately, the old evil felt as if his fingers had pinched an iron plate, and a huge anti-shock force directly shook the old evil's fingers open.

"Haha!" The old evil smiled curiously while rubbing his trembling fingers: "It's amazing, it's really amazing! It seems that this thing, if not an artifact, must be about the same!"

After Gao understood this, the old evil casually put away the slate and continued to work. After the old evil man has searched the feces in the entire stone crevice. He checked it again from beginning to end, for fear of leaving any treasure behind, but after going down this time, he found nothing.

The old evil then frowned, and said in his heart: "Is that all? Isn't it? The things here are either rings or necklaces, almost all of them are jewelry, and there are almost no weapons and armor, and the only weapon, the fist glove, is also a personal possession. Through this characteristic, it can be judged that when the three-headed dog of the dark hell eats, it definitely does not eat everything, at least those human swords, heavy armor and other things, people will not be interested. That's why it's all small things, followed by the owner, eaten by the careless three-headed dog of Dark Hell, and then pulled here. Then the question is, after the three-headed dog of the dark hell kills people, the corpses are eaten, but what will happen to those weapons and armor left behind?"

(To be continued)