No matter how unwilling Meng Xiao was in his heart, after going around the third layer of the Divine Weapon Pavilion for dozens of circles, he could only accept the facts, the eight ancient soldiers in the third layer were covered by black cloth, and he couldn't see the appearance clearly, and he could only feel that none of the eight ancient soldiers that contained some kind of mystery liliang had a relationship with him! Five million martial arts coins, just like the young woman said before, at best, they came up to visit, see and see the scene, it can be regarded as a complete blow, and it is still an enemy, this blow is really big enough.

"My lord, you can release your breath, and then go around the third floor, and if any ancient soldier is related to you, it will take the initiative to send a signal. The young woman's voice came, causing Mengjiao to retract her gaze.

Just when Meng Xiao left, the vicious god in his eyes almost penetrated his body, this weak second ancestor, of course Mengjiao would not take it in his eyes, but the Meng family was a behemoth, not to be underestimated! Not to mention the many masters they have, just those martial artists who belong to the Meng family, once provoked, it is also a headache to find trouble for him, but since he is offended, there is no room for regret, he snorted coldly in his heart, which is regarded as a return gift to the provocation, with his current strength, even in the face of danger, he can completely resist it!

After taking all his thoughts back, Mengjiao only began to look at the layout of the third floor of the Divine Weapon Pavilion seriously for the first time. It has no decoration, only one kind of face, that is, black, pure darkness, no matter how wide your eyes are, you can only see half a foot in front of you, and you can't reach it if it's a little farther away.

The powerful spirit liliang, with Mengjiao as the center point, scattered in all directions, Ouyang Yu and Han Cheng, at this time, they all tacitly retreated, they just arrived on the third floor, they had already tried, but unfortunately they were not destined to be a person, they could only sigh in vain, when they retreated, there was no luck in their hearts, what the ancient soldiers looked like, no one had ever seen it, it is said that this is a weapon that only the innate peak martial artists can have, because to their extent, they can already forcibly make the ancient soldiers recognize the master, and the other martial artists are either lucky or the family elders help, for the two of them, even if they can't get it, I can see the birth of an ancient soldier with my own eyes, and I will have the capital to brag about it in the future!

The space on the third floor is not very large, it is only thirty square meters when it is full, and there is a wooden shelf every three meters, on which is placed a weapon, but because it is covered by a black cloth, it is difficult to know what it is. Mengjiao is like a blind man touching an elephant, and his spiritual power is shrouded in the first wooden shelf.

The brilliance of the milky white SE, like a firefly in the dark, is shaky, elusive, under the detection of spiritual power, Mengjiao vaguely feels, this seems to be a long stick, there is no sense of sharpness on it, if it is held in the hand to fight with others, the guard is more than enough to attack, and it does not match himself, maybe he feels his thoughts, the light dissipates directly, and even pops out a force, making his spirit tremble for a while, and there are vague signs of collapse. Ancient soldiers are the personal weapons of many strong people in ancient times, they have some spirituality, they will choose their own masters, and they will also give you a face SE to see! Just like the legendary demon soldier cadre Mo Xie, attracting people to demons, in terms of spirit, they are no longer inferior to many innate martial artists.

suffered a small loss, Mengjiao didn't care at all, and took steps without hurrying, and his spiritual power continued to spread, enveloping the second wooden shelf.

No, nothing! It's as if there is a void in front of it, and the spiritual power detects the past, and it can't perceive anything at all! Mengjiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked ahead, making sure that there was a shelf there, and when he probed again, he still found nothing.

Could it be that the first weapon was actually related to me, but I couldn't appreciate it, so I gave it up? Mengjiao muttered in his heart, subconsciously glanced behind him, and his spiritual power continued to probe forward.

The third wooden shelf, failed! The fourth, failed, and the fifth, also failed!

"My lord, please hold your breath, if you are irritable in your heart, the success rate will be even lower!" seemed to feel the breath of Mengjiao, a little irritable, the eyes of the young woman standing on the side flickered, as if she had made up her mind, and opened her mouth to remind her.

Mengjiao's body shook, and he also realized that he was wrong, pinched out his fingers with both hands, and the ice heart technique was running at full speed, and a clear stream flowed out from the center of his eyebrows, running for several days in an instant, making him recover his appearance of being light and light, nodding at the woman, and then taking steps again, and his spiritual power also roared forward.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill! kill!"

Before the spirit fully touched the sixth wooden frame, there was a burst of killing sounds in Mengjiao's ears, and a stone tablet seemed to appear in front of him, on which seven killing characters were engraved with dark red blood, each word was terrifying, and every word was thrilling! A voice full of tyranny and cruelty kept chanting in his ears: "All things are born to support people, and people have nothing to repay the sky, kill all the disloyal people in the world, if the immortals stop me, I will also punish the immortals! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Mengjiao's face turned from red to white, and from white to purple, his throat continued to agitate up and down, and he felt a mouthful of hot blood surging up, wanting to vomit but couldn't spit it out, stuck there made him feel unspeakably uncomfortable! A little crystal at the center of his eyebrows kept flashing, and a thumb-sized, round and smooth bead appeared at the center of his eyebrows, which was the crystallization of spiritual power to tell condensation, and it was a sign of innate martial artists communicating with heaven and earth and spiritual sublimation!

"It's such a strong killing intent, if it weren't for my tenacity, I'm afraid I would have had a nervous breakdown!" Meng Jiao muttered, his mind was all on the spiritual origin at the center of his eyebrows, this was not his active summoning, but appeared automatically, so weird, it made him feel a little unsteady in his heart.

A vortex composed of silver, yellow, and black faces SE, emerged from the spiritual origin, that is the origin of the wind god legs, the immortal golden body and the killing god technique, as long as they do not lose, even if their own skills are completely wasted, there is a day when they will be repaired back, and now they have appeared, what do they represent, Mengjiao is not clear, and his heart is more and more nervous, one is the spirit, the other is liliang, which represents the strength, which one has a problem, it can make him irreversible!

Airplanes~

On the wooden frame, the black cloth covering the ancient soldiers, as if it was grabbed by a big hand, directly turned into dust and scattered on the ground, a stone tablet more than three feet high, slowly rose up, every xiangshang raised an inch, the size of the body will be reduced by three points, until it becomes the size of a thumb, swishing towards the center of Mengjiao's eyebrows, without waiting for him to react, he directly drilled into the spiritual origin bead, mixed with the killing god technique, just like a dead sea, an island appeared, like a long sword standing upright in the sky, with the meaning of provoking all things。