Chapter 64 Bronze Ancient Sword (Seeking Reading)

In the ruins, Wan Yu sat on the shore and nourished his soul through meditation.

Although I have not experienced it before, the Daomen meditation technique is indeed helpful to increase spiritual power.

Time passes, there is no time in the ruins, there is no day and night black and white, only the night sky illuminated by the endless dragon fire, dotted with stars.

On the side, the green dragon was napping, but his eyes were staring closely at the three boxes on the ground.

I don't know how long it took, Wan Yu opened his eyes, a glint flashed in his eyes, and his spirit changed significantly.

His face gradually became rosy, and although the injury had not healed, the pain in his soul had disappeared.

Stand up, stretch your arms, and crackle all over.

Glancing at the boxes on the ground, Wan Yu walked towards Qinglong and touched his head: "Take a good look at these three boxes, I'll take a look around." ”

"Wow!"

Qinglong snorted twice, nodded, and Wan Yu smiled: "You guy, I don't know what species you will transform into in the future." ”

At present, the body of the green dragon is more ferocious than the tiger, and it is estimated that it can kill the tiger alone.

And whether it will transform again in the future is also a question, but no matter what, the three dogs are Wanyu's only support.

Looking at the entire Guiru, he knew the way out, but he finally entered the Guiru and came to the legendary Hatred of the Ancient Kingdom.

I have to scavenge it again, and the people who hate the ancient kingdom that have been circulated are all forging masters.

It is rumored that among the ruins, there is a bronze ancient city.

And everything in front of him is the remnants of the Ancient Kingdom of Hatred.

In the huge ruins, the area of the open space is not very large, and most of it is submerged in the sea.

In the center, there is a piece of land of about 1,000 square meters, on which there are many collapsed stones, and you can still see a little bit of the glory of the year.

All the years are hidden in the dust of these years, but there are always some accidents that remain.

Passing through the sea of hundreds of meters, Wan Yu stepped into this forbidden area that no one had ever set foot in.

The deep pits smashed by the boulders are covered with green rust bronze, and in some places you can even see inscriptions.

In the corners, you can also see the former street, in the center, a huge bronze tripod stands on a square, and in the middle of the tripod, a huge bronze sword is inserted.

This big tripod is larger than the "Wuxu Mother Ding" unearthed in China, and even nearly twice as large, how much bronze does this need?

Moreover, the big sword inserted on it is one zhang high and one foot wide, although it is full of patina, but from afar, Wan Yu can feel a sense of solemnity.

This is the faith of a civilization and a masterpiece of civilization.

Walking forward, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes, Wan Yu wiped off the patina on the surface of the copper tripod, and suddenly there seemed to be an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

There seems to be an endless number of people, in the long river of time, holding bronze swords in both hands.

Loud roar: "Victory!" ”

"Victory!"

The roar was full of blood, with unwillingness, and finally tended to be calm.

Wan Yu's heart sank suddenly, his face was complicated, and he looked at the huge copper tripod and big sword.

"In any era, war is always the best catalyst for arousing people's emotions, whether it is passionate or low."

Withdrawing his hand, Wan Yu spit out three points of depression, jumped on the copper tripod, pinched the big sword with one hand, and bursts of copper chips continued to fall.

With a final clang, the bronze sword toppled over, revealing a long sword that was still glittering inside.

Wan Yu sighed in his heart, there was a sword hidden in the sword, this was the sword of the inheritance of the Ancient Kingdom of Hatred.

Some of the pictures I just touched have some sadness in my heart.

The broken sword copper scraps on the ground were all cleaned up, a three-foot-long long sword, cast in bronze, and even a trace of reflection could be seen on it, and the sword body was also covered with sword patterns, and the cold light was cold.

Grab the sword and flick your fingers.

A soft groan sounded in his ears: "Good sword, you will follow me in the future." ”

With a sword in his hand, he walked around the entire city, and the mottled sense of history filled the air, which made Wan Yu also take three points of vicissitudes.

This is not the first time that this feeling has been experienced, and it has also been experienced in the Kunlun Demon Kingdom.

Wan Yu can't tell, but it doesn't matter, it doesn't have much to do with him.

Back on the shore, picking up three boxes, Wan Yu was ready to leave.

The place where I left from Guixu was in the south of Guixu.

The ruins are like a whale's belly, sucking in the east and coming out in the south.

Just like a whale, it inhales a large amount of seawater and then expels it through the stomata above.

Taking the three boxes, holding the ancient sword, and following the green dragon behind him, Wan Yu went directly to the south.

The place where you come in must be in the east, facing south, directly into the water.

In the original book, the ghost island on the sea is the exit location of this ruin.

People who hate the ancient kingdom of heaven are artificial, people can die, and they are buried at sea, but their souls have to go to the moon.

Therefore, the entire ghost island is actually the existence of the moonlight, and it is also the position of the stomata of the ruins.

Otherwise, there are many people living in this huge ruin, where does the oxygen come from?

Finally, under a shipwreck, Wan Yu found a large number of bronze statues, including human portraits and shark statues.

Jumping out of the water with the green dragon, on a small isolated island, an ancient bronze tree blooms on all sides.

"This is it, but I don't know the art of gossip deduction, and I don't know if I can force this bronze man tree open."

The exit is here, as long as the ancient tree bronze figure is shaken, there will be a building tree through the sky, directly connected to the ghost island on the sea.

With a little thought in his heart, after all, he has long been out of the development of the original book, and the dragon who can open this thing in the original book is not there, even if Hu Bayi is here, he can only wait for death.

If this place can't be opened, then you can only wait for the next ruins to reopen, otherwise Wanyu will really be trapped here for the rest of his life.

Although you can climb the rock wall, the ghost island above is also opened, and you can't open it with brute force.

Suddenly, an idea arose in Wan Yu's heart, just take a gamble!

Wan Yu sat cross-legged suddenly, his mind completely immersed in the fate contract.

"Black Dragon, Flower Dragon, the ghost island that appears under the tide is the exit."

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On the sea, there was a light breeze and drizzle, and all the people had a look of fatigue on their faces, and they circled on the sea for two days and two nights.

Hai Dafu wanted to blow up the thorn, but he was directly bitten off by the flower dragon and the black dragon, and he lay in the cabin wailing, and no one paid attention to him at all.

Suddenly, the black dragon and the flower dragon roared suddenly: "Wang! ”

Several people were stunned for a moment, looking at the sea with three points of expectation in their hearts, but there was nothing except a ghost island with a sharp horn exposed.

The black dragon grabbed Hu Bayi's pants and pulled them towards the sea.

"Black Dragon, did you sense something?"

Hua Long plunged directly into the sea with a fierce son, and swam hard to the location of Ghost Island.

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone, and three points of hope rose.

"Ghost Island?"