【092】 Mausoleum of Emperor Shengwu (5)
Miscellaneous...... What? This hall is going to destroy itself! Wang Man was helpless and sluggish, and he got up and began to collect the relics arranged by Ling Tian.
Martial arts cheats, Wang Man, who came to the front of the crystal coffin, forgot the time when he saw the three domineering side leaks and majestic characters with the yellow order written on the "Killing God Decision"!
There are so many mysteries that make Wang Man's heart surging again, this excitement is not as clear as when he was trained in the academy, nor is he so relieved when he gets "Concentrating Decision".
I don't know if it was because of my fate or luck, Wang Man was a little curious and took this ancient book that had faded the color of the years.
The essence of "Killing the Gods" has captured all of the "Divine Decision", and even the "Ling Tian Battle Shield" and "Concentration Furious Slash" are written so clearly, and only now does Wang Man understand that the essence of Master Haotian's so-called lifelong collation is only a tiny part of the "Divine Decision" written by Ling Tian's ancestor.
Wang Man took out the "Concentration Decision" in his arms and chose between the two books, he knew that "Concentration Decision" would be completely eliminated from his options.
The treasure of one door is in one's pocket, and this feeling is refreshing, but such a risk ties the essence and survival of the whole door to oneself. The reason why the current sect is developing is precisely because of the existence of the mental method, if there is no treasure of the town sect in one sect, it will always withdraw from the stage of history.
Pick up the "Divine Decision" and return the "Divine Decision" to Haotian Mentor, so that it will not violate the teachings of Ling Tian's ancestor and carry forward the Zhen Sect's peerless school in the War College.
Wang Man quickly took the "God Killing Decision" into his pocket, and just about to leave to see the seven corpses in the ashes, he immediately felt pity, he didn't know what the existence of these corpses was for, maybe he could be buried with Ling Tian's ancestor in everything is not an idle person, the soul has been destroyed, the bones are still alive, Wang Man decided to bury them together, so that they can see the light of day again.
When sorting out the remains, Wang Man quickly found the eighth skeleton, below the original seven corpses, judging from the arrangement of these corpses, the eighth seems to be a very important figure, probably in the fight, the sudden changes made them have to protect the owner of the eighth corpse together, probably ......
In short, Wang Man didn't know anything about the great war a thousand years ago, and there was not much time left for him in the Mausoleum of Emperor Shengwu, so he sorted out these remains together and dug a pit a foot deep in the original place.
All kinds of weapons have meager spiritual power, some are rusty, a pair of soft and delicate gloves at the bottom of the pit were unearthed, it is very different from other scattered weapons, at the moment when it sees the brilliance, the whole body is full of brilliance, the green light wants to run around the surface of the glove very regularly, and the junction of the optical fiber is a small point that can not be seen clearly; what surprised Wang Man even more was that the body hidden under the green mangs of this glove was transparent, the thin texture was like human skin, the workmanship was so fine, the energy was overflowing with the thick glove of the wilderness, even Wang Man could see that this was not ordinary, maybe this was a high-level spiritual weapon。
In the shijie with many professions and different types of cultivation systems, each spirit or martial artist or even a disciple of the demon race, almost all people with abilities, the weapons used are divided into three levels: mortal, spirit, and god.
Mortal weapons are divided into ordinary mortal weapons and excellent mortal weapons, spiritual weapons are divided into low, medium, and high three, and the artifacts are the same as spiritual weapons, and the power of high-level artifacts is enough to shuttle through space, condense again, and be enough to open the sky and split the sea to block the waves and cut off the flow!
Artifacts are only legendary existences, and spiritual artifacts have not been seen uncommonly, Wang Man saw Jace and Leona and Nasus, etc., they are all people with low-level spiritual weapons.
Looking at the entire War Academy, only the four great teachers each have a medium spiritual weapon, and as for the dean Yuri and the elders behind the scenes, no one knows.
A trace of powerful incomprehension flashed in Wang Man's eyes, he didn't know why this glove was so delicate, if it was worn on his hand, he could not see the difference at all.
Curiosity about the unknown and admiration for Liliang drove him to reach into the glove, and suddenly the glove seemed to have been planned for a long time, and quickly stuck to Wang Man's hands.
The ghost flashed, and it was firmly in Wang Man's hands!
Bondage, a very numb sense of restraint spread along the arm to Wang Man's nerve veins, almost at the same time, the purple qi in the inner body consciously burst out and made the first contact with the ushered green mang;
Purple qi lingered around his arms and poured into his palms, and Wang Man found that the gloves were perfectly embedded in his hands.
With a ding, the delicate heart in his heart trembled, and Wang Man's mind quickly focused on the glove of this artifact.
"Hill Splitting Fist! is the melee artifact of the Hilllord Torrud!"
"Ah, artifact !!" Wang Man was almost stunned, and at the same time felt strange that Linglong's heart actually had the effect of distinguishing treasures.
Wang Man didn't know that it was Ling Tian's ancestor who deliberately passed the splitting rune of Linglong Heart through Wang Man's brain, which was a strong brand in his brain, the purpose was to make Linglong Heart fit with Wang Man's brain, which was an effect of Ling Tian's exclusive treasure.
At this time, Wang Man is equivalent to having a treasure trove of information that ordinary people can't reach, and a storage space with a large scale, and it also has a high-level password and heart recognition! It's just that Wang Man is still in the dark about these functions.
Since you can't find the skill to open Linglong's heart, it's okay to ask some doubts in your heart.
Wang Man's thoughts burst out, and the overall effect and origin of this trap were searched in detail again.
At this time, a series of answers poured into my mind: Hill Split Blood Fist, a level primary artifact, owned by the Hill Lord Torrud, and lost to a spiritual weapon after thousands of years.
Wang Man's search for the heart gave birth to a special feeling of chicken ribs, and he searched many times in a row, and the answers were almost exactly the same, since it was a thousand years of falling into a spiritual weapon, it must be the result of that war.
Thinking of this, he quickly fed back the information of the Millennium War in his mind, and the thoughts in his heart were majestic, and after a stumbling energy washed away, there was no answer!
The curiosity of the Millennium War has exceeded Wang Man's sense of urgency for everything at this time, he searched again and again, there was no information, it seemed that too much time had passed, his heart was suddenly entangled, and just when Wang Man was about to think that the retrieval was successful, a message that made him so depressed that he vomited blood came out of his mind.
"Your greed is a bit like when the old man was young!
"Eh, Ancestor ......" Needless to say, this is also a soul reminder left by Ling Tian's Ancestor, this is also a warning issued by Zuihou's soul liliang, it is worth feeling that Ling Tian seems to have known that Wang Man will not leave here easily, and this final word can be said to have hurt Wang Man's face!
Wang Man, who felt like a thief, quickly buried the eight corpses collectively, estimated the time, and jumped out of this magnificent palace.
The collapse of the tomb of the martial saint, the strength will not be weak, Wang Man jumped out of the palace, all the way through the large group of tombs of the strong, there was a loud rumbling sound from behind, and the sound shook the entire cave barrier.
Wang Man turned and stood in the gloomy corner to stare at the two gates of the palace without a trace in the ruins, and behind Wang Man was the scorching lava stone, and the hot flames gathered in the sea of fire on the ground.
The shade in front and the heat in the back made his whole heart produce an extremely hallucinatory madness.
This is an overall enchantment, and what seals Ling Tian's Ancestor is only the strongest and largest tomb among them, as for these soulless existences outside, there is no need for destruction to maintain balance.
The collapsed Saint Martial Hall did not reveal a flaw in getting out, maybe this was the same as Ling Tian Ancestor said, Wang Man had to turn back the way he came.
Looking back at the sea of fire behind him, Wang Man's mind once again swept the scenery here; the mountains and rivers and the sea of fire, cold and dry, the balance of freezing point and fire point has become the only focus of this place that is different and sacred and solemn!
Cautiously passing through the flame stone forest where Xiangxia was standing, Wang Man returned to the golden sands and cool dry beach when he came in before.