The surface of the flowing underground river looks calm, but under the surface of the river is an undercurrent surging, and I saw that half of the huge solid wood waterwheel was submerged in the river, rippling with layers of ripples as the water moved slowly.

Wu Xiong and the three of them walked along the wide and damp cave towards the front.

The exquisitely crafted mechanisms suspended at the top of the cave really attracted the attention of the three of them, and the unintentional mage whispered:

"This mechanism is extremely exquisitely arranged, if you want to build such a large crossbow bolt mechanism on such a steep grotto, the character gifts consumed are by no means comparable to ordinary small sects, it seems that the sect where the ancient city of Qionghai is located, when it has not yet been destroyed, there must be some fame on the rivers and lakes, and it is by no means nameless. ”

Gu Hong's black robe was almost hidden in the night, and when he saw him slow down, he also nodded:

"Yes, these crossbow bolts are all connected together, claiming to be one, and the whole body is moved, although the structure is not very exquisite, but after all these years, this seemingly simple structure is the most practical and reliable. ”

I saw Gu Hong turn his head to look at the waterwheel submerged in the underground river:

"It's these waterwheels that drive all the crossbow arrows, and once the mechanism is triggered, it will be fired in a random manner, but fortunately we have a topographic map, and we can enter the ancient city through this safe low passage, and avoid this crossbow arrow mechanism, and I want to come to these dangers, which are prepared for those people above. ”

With so many crossbow arrows firing in unison, what kind of bloody end would it be, naturally there is no need to say more, and he unintentionally followed a Buddhist principle, and sighed:

"Amitabha, good and good, it seems that there are still people who have been deceived by desire and are buried here. ”

Wu Xiong, who walked in the forefront, slowly raised his head to look up, with the help of the dim light of the torch, he saw rows of crossbow arrows neatly placed above his head, and the sharp tips of the arrows gave birth to a little mottled rust in the damp environment underground, but even so, such a large number of crossbow arrows, if they were fired in a row, in too small a space, Wu Xiong thought that with his own strength, it was difficult to dodge, and these organs had already posed a fatal threat to him, an ordinary second-rate martial artist.

Secretly swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Wu Xiong couldn't help but feel palpitations, glad that there was a broken topographic map to guide him, which was able to successfully avoid these mechanisms, and at the same time, his heart gradually let go of the stones, he was able to pass through the underside of these mechanisms, and even the internal structure of the organs was exposed in front of his eyes, Wu Xiong had already determined that this narrow and dark low passage was the road to the core of the ancient city.

The exquisitely crafted mechanism structure is exposed in front of you, and it is easy to destroy it, as long as you destroy the waterwheel, or cut off the iron chain connecting the crossbow arrows, this mechanism will be invalid immediately, but Wu Xiongsan did not interrupt this, only to see that they all had a tacit understanding not to mention this matter, and walked down the grotto tacitly.

And next to the ancient city on land, compared to the three Wu Xiong who had already ascended to the ancient city, their progress was much later.

I saw that all the warriors had been waiting here for more than half an hour, and some of the warriors who were lightly injured had basically controlled the injuries of their bodies, and most of them were traumatized, and their skin was corroded by the white juice of the vines.

Almost everyone gathered outside the ancient tower, even Shangguan Rites was no exception, they were all observing and pondering, intending to find a way to open the door, but most of the hours had passed quietly, and everyone still found nothing.

Xiao Yueming and his entourage stood not far from the ancient tower, and the four saints of the ancient mountain had already carefully observed the ancient tower in front of them, but they did not find anything.

The entrance has been found, the ancient tower is close in front of him, and he is only one step away from those cheats, but now he is turned away, and the flying tiger scratches his head with his big hand, a little annoyed:

"His grandmother's, this treasure is in front of him, and now he has been blocked by a broken door, what is this!"

"If you want me to say, it's better to just smash open this broken door, this ancient tower looks so dilapidated, even if there is any mechanism, it is estimated that it will have already rusted to death!"

As soon as Feihu's voice fell, there was a roar in front of him, which attracted everyone to look up, and Xiao Yueming also looked in the direction of the ancient tower.

I saw a strong man with a figure of five big and three thick, who couldn't bear his temperament anymore, and seeing his impatient expression, he picked up his fist and smashed it the gate of the ancient tower.

"Knock~"

The strength of this strong man is already good, compared to the previous man who entered the White Mist Dense Forest first, his strength is a few points stronger, but looking at the power of this punch, he already has the power of entering the second-rate realm.

The wooden door of the fist collided from afar, and I saw that the entire ancient tower was shaking under the vigorous force, and the muddy dust stained on the gate was ground by the town, and the dust flew for a while.

This sudden change surprised everyone present.

All the warriors quickly retreated, away from the ancient city, and even those who were too seriously injured and were still cultivating and pranayama were frightened by this movement and hurriedly stood up, looking towards the ancient city with vigilant eyes.

For a while, the scene was silent, everyone looked at the ancient tower nervously, as time passed, the ancient tower that was punched, but there was no abnormal change, the stone in everyone's hearts was put down, and the tense face eased a lot.

Many people cast dissatisfied glances at the strong man, secretly saying that this strong man has a head and no brains, and has empty muscles.

One of them, a handsome young man dressed in sect costumes, pointed at the strong man and scolded loudly:

"You acted so recklessly, you actually shot directly at the ancient tower, fortunately you didn't trigger the mechanism of the ancient tower, otherwise everyone would have buried you!"

Someone else then chimed in:

"It's really a muscle, if you can really blast open this door with brute force, it's your turn to shoot?!"

"That is, if it is really because of your recklessness that this trip to the ancient tower did not receive the goods, then it is your sin!"

Everyone complained and discussed, in fact, they didn't know whether the gate of this ancient tower could be broken by brute force, and the reason why they didn't do it was because they didn't dare, for fear of triggering some mechanism.

Qianchuang, who was standing not far away, also frowned secretly.

Shangguan Yili's eyes narrowed slightly, glanced at the strong man, and scolded in a loud voice:

"What an idiot!"

was responsible by everyone and became the target of everyone, seeing that the strong man looked like he didn't care, obviously this is not the first time he has experienced such a thing:

"Hmph, what's wrong with Lao Tzu?!"

"A group of bed bugs that can move their mouths, why don't we practice and see the real skills, it just so happens that Lao Tzu just broke through the second-rate realm a few days ago, and he is just looking for someone to practice!"

As soon as this remark came out, with the power of the strong man's punch, everyone was a martial artist, and it was natural to see that the strong man's strength was not bad, and no one stood up for a while.

Seeing this, the appearance of the strong man is even more arrogant:

"I think you are so powerful, you are so cowardly, it's really unsightly!"

In the face of such a verbal provocation by the strong man, many people in the crowd were on fire, their fists were clenched, and their hearts were full of anger, but after all, this strong man was a genuine second-rate master, and his strength was there.

And those warriors whose strength is higher than that of a strong man, seeing that there is no abnormality in front of them, they ignore this person, in their eyes, this strong man is useless except for empty strength, and it is not inadequate, and he is not guilty of competing with this kind of person.

Standing not far away, far away from the crowd, Feihu secretly said hello, he had long seen this ancient tower unpleasant, but because of his identity, he couldn't do it, and now someone really did it, which made Feihu very happy.

The strong man glanced at the warriors with an arrogant expression, and regarded the anger contained in the eyes of those warriors who were inferior to him as his own unruly capital, but the gloomy faces of those masters were automatically ignored by him.

I saw him walk to the front of the ancient tower, rolled up his sleeves, and made a gesture to bombard the gate again!

Everyone saw the strong man's intentions, and they all retreated in a panic, and those real masters of the second-rate realm looked at the strong man with cold eyes, ready to subdue this person, if he was left to continue to mess around brainlessly, once he triggered some deadly mechanism, it was themselves who died, and they would never allow this kind of thing to happen.

His eyes were full of contempt as he looked at the warriors who retreated one after another, only to see that his eyes swept to those powerful second-rate masters, and he was full of fighting intent:

"Look at what scares you, let me smash this broken door!"

After that, I saw that the strong man had already picked up his arms, and several second-rate martial artists present for a while all tensed their bodies, and everyone tacitly wanted to join forces to take down this person.

"Smack~"

The strong man was just about to swing his fist towards the gate of the ancient tower, but he only felt a burst of strength from his wrist, and the strength was unimaginable.

The strong man's arm was immediately suspended in the air, and he quickly turned his head, and standing in front of him was an old man who was a head shorter than himself, and his thin figure was like a hemp rod compared to the strong man.

The person who came was Gray Cloud, and the strong man naturally recognized this first-class master of the Vientiane Palace, and saw that he still refused to give up, as if he wanted to compete with the master of the first-class realm.

His thick arms were wrapped around muscles full of strength, but seeing that Gray Cloud's dry palm was firmly grasped on the strong man's wrist, he still couldn't move a little despite his struggle.