Chapter 170: Strange Blood-colored Iron Piece!

Feng Wanli frowned slightly, raised his head slightly, and looked at the cliff opposite.

Sure enough, a tomb like an awl is hanging on the cliff, a two-person high stele is standing next to the tomb, the moon is hanging high in the night sky, the faint silver light is obliquely shining on the cold stele, take a closer look, you can see three words: soldier gang.

"You wait for me here, I'll go back!"

Seeing the tomb, Feng Wanli's eyes were shining, his legs were on the ground, and his body was like a cannonball, rushing directly towards the opposite cliff.

"Click!"

Feng Wanli's hands were like two extremely sharp shovels, deeply inserted into the mountain rock, and then his arms were directly pressed on the rock, and one took off into the air, and it flew three meters high.

If it is only a few meters high, it must be impossible to reach the tomb of the cliff of dozens of meters, in mid-air, the wind and feet step out, and fall on a rock, as if inserting cotton into the rock easily, and once again, the body has a vacancy.

This repetition was much faster than climbing, and it only took about three minutes to climb to the tomb located on the cliff.

"This... ”

At the same time, the ground under the cliff looked dumbfounded, to the tomb is not just to climb all the way, there is a steep mountain road from the foot of the mountain can go directly to the tomb, originally saw the benefactor rushing to the mountain rock, and thought that he was planning to climb the mountain, and he couldn't help but complain in his heart, at this moment to see the wind Wanli so strong up the mountain, really stunned.

Climbing up the tomb, Feng Wanli found a mountain road that was extremely steep, only enough for one person to walk, and it seemed that this was the way people from the nearby cottage came here.

The tombs are often haunted, and it stands to reason that they are rarely visited, but if you look at the smooth rocks around you, you can see that there are people walking around here, and even the uneven rocky ground is flattened.

Although there was a difference in his heart, Feng Wanli didn't think much about it, and stepped directly into the tomb.

The tomb is not as cold and damp as the tomb in the impression of ordinary people, but because of the mountain wind poured in, it is quite dry without the slightest smell, looking around, you can see a forest of sarcophagi, but not all the coffins are intact, several coffins are broken into several pieces, revealing the skeleton in armor inside.

"What a soldier. ”

Feng Wanli's eyes flashed with a hint of essence, and he couldn't help but sigh: "I don't know who took so much effort to go to this cliff to make such a tomb." ”

Thinking of this, Feng Wanli couldn't help but shake his head, and then walked towards the depths of the tomb.

As he went deeper and deeper into the tomb, the space inside it became larger, as if there was a huge cavity inside, which surprised Feng Wanli.

"Huh!"

Feng Wanli suddenly sighed lightly, and found that a coffin with a strange color appeared in front of him.

The coffin is red, the size is the same as that of an ordinary sarcophagus, but there is a peculiar smell in it, and there is not the slightest yin or corpse gas coming from it.

"Open it for me!"

Feng Wanli snorted, his right hand emitted a thick golden light, and slapped the red coffin, and the powerful force directly shattered the coffin, and the red dust was like a layer of thin veil, surrounding the coffin.

"Give me back the demons!"

A hint of cold glint flashed in Feng Wanli's eyes, and a light purple thunderbolt flashed in his hand, and he waved it lightly.

"Crackling!"

As soon as the Zhengyi Divine Thunder touched the red dust, it let out a violent roar, and the powerful thunder mang directly blasted the dust away, revealing a dried corpse.

The dried corpse was about one meter three high, its body shrunk into a mass, and its body was a complete set of armor.

"This man was stoned to death!"

Due to the special nature of this coffin, Feng Wanli couldn't help but be curious about this corpse, picked up the rusty iron sword that belonged to the dry corpse on the ground, shook it vigorously, and directly removed the armor of the dry corpse, and kicked it lightly, and a red sword piece suddenly attracted Feng Wanli's attention.

"What is this?"

Feng Wanli Jian frowned slightly, slowly squatted down, and said silently: "It's a little weird!"

"Pick it up and see!"

After staring at it for a long time, Feng Wanli didn't see the clues, so he simply stopped thinking about it, and directly stretched out his right hand and touched the red iron piece.

。。。。。。

A few seconds later, there was no system prompt in Feng Wanli's ears.

"There's no sound, it doesn't seem to be a treasure!" Feng Wanli shook his head and squeezed it hard, wanting to crush it, so as to retaliate for making him wait for a long time.

"Ding Dong!"

There was a crisp sound, but the red iron piece stopped intact on the surface of the corpse, not to mention any gaps or the like.

"Something is wrong!"

Feng Wanli was overjoyed in his heart, it seemed that this was a terrible baby, thinking of this, Feng Wanli directly pulled the iron piece out of the dry corpse.

"Whoa!"

As the iron pieces were pulled out, the dried corpses on the ground instantly turned into dust and dissipated.

Looking at this magical scene in front of him, Feng Wanli was even more convinced that this red iron piece was not a simple thing, so he immediately stuffed it under the tattered belt, patronized the surroundings, picked a direction at random, and continued to walk.

It didn't take long for Feng Wanli to see a red coffin again.

"There won't be any more red pieces of iron!"

Looking at the red sarcophagus in front of him, Feng Wanli's sword frowned slightly, and a thunderbolt flashed in his hands, and he blasted out directly, and the red sarcophagus was the first to blast into powder, and it was blasted away by the second thunderbolt before it condensed.

There's still a dried corpse inside!

Feng Wanli skillfully cut open the body of the dried corpse, and found a thumb-sized piece of iron on the right chest of the dried corpse.

"It's really weird!"

Looking at the iron piece in his hand, and then at the iron piece on the table of the dried corpse, Feng Wanli was very puzzled, what is this?

After thinking about it for a long time, Feng Wanli turned around and stretched his sword eyebrows, and suddenly thought that he had a spell that would help him.

"Ten Thousand Refining True Scriptures!"

The corners of Feng Wanli's mouth were slightly raised, and two white mangs slowly flowed along his arms towards the blood-colored iron pieces in his hands, with the casting of the Ten Thousand Refining True Scriptures, Feng Wanli could see that the originally hard iron pieces suddenly became much softer, and slowly approached and fit along the two white mangs.

"Could it be that these two pieces of iron were originally one?"

Feng Wanli suddenly had such a thought in his heart, but he quickly shook his head again: "What are you kidding, this piece of iron is so hard, how can it be shattered into such a picture!"

In Feng Wanli's speculation, the two pieces of blood-red iron have completely condensed into a ball, and the original thumb-sized iron pieces are fused on top of the slightly larger iron pieces, which are already the size of palms on the whole, and there are drop-shaped patterns on them, which are very clear.

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