"Master Qian, you wait for me......" The trembling echo, accompanied by the sound of panicked and messy footsteps, continued to spread in the empty and dark passage.

"It's really useless...... "The chubby middle-aged man who ran at the front, holding a torch, didn't look back, and cursed breathlessly.

The cheeks, reflected in the light of the torches, flushed like a tide, and with each step, the cheeks shook and the beads of sweat off them. Despite this, he still didn't mean to stop, and at this time he only hated that his mother gave him two legs less!

"Master Qian, what kind of place is this, why is there such a monster!" the trembling voice behind him sounded again.

This question hit Qian Songren's heart and made him feel the urge to cry.

To be honest, he didn't know what it was called.

He entered here according to the sketch map left by the bandit leader in Huangzhulin, but judging from the traces of knives and axes around him, this is definitely from human hands, and may be a relic.

As a businessman, I have been walking around all year round, and I have heard some legends about the world.

Some masters, in order to become an immortal queen and not be disturbed by others, generally create this kind of secret ruins.

Normally, there are endless treasures in such ruins! When he first came in, Qian Songren thought so.

But now, he didn't think so, because after coming in for several days, he didn't see any treasure at all, not even anything of value, but was chased by a monster.

Originally, he brought in more than a dozen family members, but now it's good, there is only one one left, and he runs slower than himself! It is obviously impossible to expect him to fight monsters!

"What kind of sin have I suffered? "Qian Songren wants to cry without tears, he doesn't enjoy good blessings, and he came to this kind of ghost place to cause evil.

Moreover, the sketch map was also lost in the escape, which meant that he could not even return home.

Either die in the mouth of the monster behind him, or starve to death in this ghost place where you can't see your fingers.

Thinking of this, there was another sound of heavy footsteps in the passage behind him, Qian Songren sighed heavily, and his legs shook more frequently.

Soon he ran to an open field, and the reason why he thought this was because the stone wall above his head was gone, and it was pitch black overhead, without any light, just like the night outside where he could not see his fingers.

He had run to such a place countless times, and he knew that if he followed the stone wall behind him, he would find the same passage.

But this time, he felt something different.

A long, shrill voice rang in his ears.

It was a strange sound, like two sharp things rubbing against each other.

Qian Songren looked around and found that there was nothing abnormal, but the voice was getting louder and louder, which showed that the voice was approaching!

"Hey, Master Qian, what is that?" The family member was surprised, and finally aroused Qian Songren's curiosity, and turned to look at the family Ding.

found that he was looking up, so Qian Songren also looked up.

Now, he saw the most amazing scene.

It was pitch black, but at this time, there was a little bit of spark, which was extremely easy to observe. The sound is what it makes.

What is it?

The two forgot about the danger for a moment, and just looked up at the magical scene.

In this strange place, visions fell from the sky, and both of them wanted to see what it was.

Although they are ordinary people, they have a lot of legends.

For example, a spiritual weapon descends from the sky and automatically recognizes the Lord!

Could the thing in front of you rubbing a spark against the stone wall be some kind of spiritual weapon, such as a sword, a knife, a gun, or something?

Qian Songren thought like this, and became even more determined to find out.

Subconsciously, he thought that this was a beautiful scene of the spiritual weapon recognizing the master.

If you get the spiritual weapon, not to mention the strange monster behind you, maybe you also have the power to fight.

呲~

The cacophony grew louder and louder.

"The spiritual weapon is mine!" Qian Songren said, holding the torch and running towards the landing point of the "spiritual weapon", he was going to catch the heavenly spiritual artifact.

Running directly below Mars, Qian Songren held a torch and looked up at his head, looking forward to the arrival of the spiritual weapon.

In his heart, he was already beginning to fantasize about what kind of spiritual weapon this was, and at the same time, his mouth was beginning to count down.

"Ten, nine, eight......" Qian Songren was stunned, counted three counts and couldn't feel that the sparks above his head were approaching, so he simply counted, "One, two, three......"

"Master Qian, I'll help you. Seeing this, the family also ran to Qian Songren's side and raised his hands.

Where is he helping like that, it's not just to see if there is a chance to get that spiritual weapon.

Qian Songren's attention was all above, so he naturally didn't notice it.

Gradually, the artifact finally appeared within the light range of the torch.

"What kind of spiritual weapon is this?" Qian Songren muttered, and the outline could be faintly seen, as if it was a person.

"Could it be a machine spirit?" Qian Songren was overjoyed, the spirit weapon was originally divided into three, six, nine and so on, and if the spirit weapon produced the machine spirit, it would naturally be superior.

After another breath of time, Qian Songren finally saw the "machine spirit" clearly, and at this time he could already determine that this spirit weapon was a sword, a snow-white sword, and it was the one that the spirit held in his hand.

Although he didn't understand why the "Sword Spirit" used his sword to rub against the stone wall, he didn't think much about it.

"Sword wonder, sword, ancient holy product, supreme and noble, people and gods are worshipped!" Qian Songren thought about it, and he didn't expect to encounter a sword with a sword spirit as soon as he came.

At this moment, he had already begun to think about what the name of this sword should be.

"Master Qian, that seems to be a person, right? If we stand here and are hit by that person, it won't feel good!" said the housekeeper, taking two steps back.

"Hey~ I don't know!" Qian Songren despised the family and began to adjust his posture.

How could there be anyone else in such a place!

Mars, the screeching sound, at this moment, in Qian Songren's ears, also turned into a beautiful note.

Their proximity meant that the spirit sword was getting closer and closer.

Seeing that there was only a distance of one zhang, Qian Songren was extremely expectant, and if he could, he couldn't help but jump up and hold the sword in his arms.

At this time, the "sword spirit" in his eyes suddenly turned his head.

Eyes on each other! full of surprise!

"I'm dazzled?" Qian Songren rubbed his eyes despite being reluctant.

Because of the appearance of this sword spirit, he has actually seen it, and he will never forget this face for the rest of his life.

Let him spend tens of thousands of taels of silver in the morning, and faint on the street, and make him haunt this guy for dozens of days.

"It seems to be really him!" Qian Songren began to murmur after seeing it clearly, and when he reacted, it was too late to escape.

Although Shen Feixue rubbed the sword in his hand against the stone wall next to him to slow down the speed of the descent, this could have little effect.

When Qian Songren was sure that what fell in front of him was the Shen Feixue who had made him feel distressed for a long time, Shen Feixue had already arrived in front of him.

Immediately, Qian Songren felt that his eyes were dark, and an impact force hit his whole body from top to bottom.

In the face of the huge impact, Qian Songren couldn't support it for a moment, and was crushed by the impact and fell to the ground.

Wow~

Almost instantly, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

And Shen Feixue, who fell on him, was no better.

No matter how Qian Songren moaned and begged for help below, he had no intention of getting up.

I really didn't have the strength to get up, and it took a lot of tea to fall from above, which shows how deep this place is.

But it's all right, it's finally over, and there's still someone backing it up.

Even so, it also made him more injured.

According to this height, if no one unloads some of the strength of the back, I am afraid the result will be really different.

【Beep】

At this moment, the synthesized sound of the system's ideas sounded in my head.

[The host is detected to be broken and is about to disappear, in order to avoid the loss of the host, please take out the item as soon as possible]

Shen Feixue was stunned for a moment, it was relatively rare for the system to take the initiative to speak out like this.

He didn't know that the ring in his hand was going to be broken, but he knew that the moment he landed just now, his thumb hit the ground hard.

Now that the system has reminded him, he has no reason to doubt it.

At this time, he didn't care about the injuries on his body, so he turned over Qian Songren's body with difficulty and sat cross-legged.

Compared to the injuries on his body, the things in the Na ring are the most important, not to mention the mask that is more important than life, even the purple leaf golden lotus obtained in the last two days is also worthy of his attention.

Mobilizing the aura and instilling it into the ring, the mask, the demon beast Neidan, and the purple leaf golden lotus appeared in his hands one by one, of course, during the whole process, it was inevitable that he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Before he fell, in order to resist that Xuanyao's martial art, he was injured himself, and in that case, he used the backlash brought by the flash of shock, and now he fell so high and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, which is normal.

Put away the things in your hand, and it didn't take long for Na Ring to crumble.

Shen Feixue didn't pay attention to it, and waved her hand at the silent family on the side, "Come and help me." ”

The family trembled and moved towards Shen Feixue step by step. It is normal for a big living person to fall from the sky, he is afraid, after all, it is in such a strange place.

Perhaps, the person in front of him is the hermit master in this ruins, and now he has broken into someone's mansion, will people be happy?

He had heard that these hermit immortals did not have a good temperament! Jia Ding thought in his heart, his hand holding the torch was trembling, and his other hand was on Shen Feixue's arm.

"What are you doing?" Shen Feixue, who had a bad temper, spoke again.

Sure enough, the temperament is not good!

Jiading didn't snore well in his heart, and hurriedly squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, "I'll help you ......"

"Help your master!" Shen Feixue said angrily, and when he just landed, he also saw Qian Songren as a cushion.

If it weren't for Qian Songren, the ending would have been different.

After listening to Shen Feixue's words, the family shrank his neck, and then went to help Qian Songren again.

"Shen Feixue, ...... you" Qian Songren was helped up, and he wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he vomited blood, which showed that he was also injured a lot.

At this moment, a breathtaking, coercive roar came.

Qian Songren, who had just sat up, almost fell down again, shocked, "It's here again!"