Chapter 171: Scarlet Iron Sword!

"There must be more than these two pieces of iron here!"

A trace of blue light flashed in Feng Wanli's eyes, and the pitch-black hole ** could be seen clearly, and a blood-red coffin on the left side was inserted into the crack of the rock, revealing only a small half of the coffin.

"Whew!"

The wind kicked his legs slightly, and his body followed the wind, and he came directly to the blood-red coffin.

"Huh!"

Just came to the blood-colored coffin, Feng Wanli suddenly felt that the iron piece in his hand became hot, as if the iron piece had been burned by the flames, if it were not for the physical bonus brought by the King of King Kong, Feng Wanli might not be able to endure the heat of the iron piece.

"Woo!

A strange whimper, accompanied by a thick fishy smell, suddenly came from behind him, Feng Wanli's heart moved slightly, and the surface of his body instantly emitted a dazzling golden light, the light expelled the darkness, and he hurriedly looked behind him.

A half-human-sized tanuki is covering its eyes, a trace of blood and tears slowly flowing out of its eyes, and above its body is a female ghost with a hateful face.

"Good brute!"

The corners of Feng Wanli's mouth raised slightly, even if he knew why this soldier's tomb was haunted, and the surrounding rocks also seemed very smooth, obviously this beast often walked around.

"Whew!"

Just as the wind was thinking, the beaver in front of him suddenly revealed an extremely sharp blade, and his body jumped vertically, and he pounced directly.

"Humph!"

Looking at the flying beaver, Feng Wanli snorted lightly, and his right hand directly turned into a claw with a fist, directly choking the beaver's neck.

"Woo!

The neck was pinched, and the beaver let out a terrible scream, and then his body bent, and his sharp five claws cut directly into Feng Wanli's arm.

"Evil beast!"

A hint of coldness flashed in Feng Wanli's eyes, and a divine thunder erupted in his body, and a thunderbolt gushed out from his right hand, and the violent thunder and lightning power directly exploded the beaver's head.

"Tick-tock!"

The blood of the mountain beaver continued to drip down the right hand of the wind, and it happened that several drops of scarlet blood fell on the blood-colored iron sheets.

"Whoa!"

The blood-red iron sheet suddenly emitted a dazzling red glow, and the blood dripping on the iron sheet disappeared in an instant.

"It's kind of interesting!"

Feng Wanli's eyes flashed with a hint of essence, and he sighed softly, and then inserted the blood-colored iron piece directly into the beaver's corpse.

As the iron piece entered the body, a strange scene appeared.

The half-human-sized mountain beaver shrank in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, only a mass of dried corpses remained.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Feng Wanli's heart moved slightly, this dried corpse of a mountain beaver was almost exactly the same as the dried corpse in the coffin.

"Didn't these soldiers die in the war?

Thinking of this, Feng Wanli once again pulled out the blood-colored blade in the beaver's body, and carefully studied it for a moment, but did not find any abnormal changes.

"It's weird!"

Feng Wanli couldn't help but shake his head, and then his left hand burst out, directly smashing the blood-colored coffin inserted in the mountain rock, and a dried corpse was revealed from it.

Feng Wanli directly grabbed the body of the dried corpse, pulled it hard, and directly pulled it out, and then took out the rusty iron sword and swung it vigorously, searched the corpse for a while, and finally found a red piece of iron in the heart of the corpse.

"Ten Thousand Refining True Scriptures!"

Feng Wanli snorted softly, and two white rays flashed in his hands, slowly enveloping the iron pieces on his hands, the iron pieces emitted a faint blood light, one large and one small two pieces of blood-colored iron slowly fit, and the small blood-colored iron pieces turned into a ball of blood light, and the two merged into one.

The palm-sized piece of blood-colored iron was half larger at this time, and the appearance of the iron piece became clearer and clearer.

"Doesn't it look like a shard of a sword?"

Feng Wanli carefully played with the blood-red iron piece in his hand, and its appearance was a bit like a long blood-red sword body fragment.

"This Ten Thousand Refining True Scripture actually succeeded twice in a row,"

A hint of surprise flashed in Feng Wanli's eyes, according to the system, the success rate of this Ten Thousand Refining True Scripture was extremely low, but for this blood-red iron piece, the success rate was actually one hundred percent.

Originally, for this blood-colored iron piece, Feng Wanli was purely a test test, and he wanted to use the Ten Thousand Refining True Scripture to see what it could become in the end, but now it has succeeded twice in a row, which makes Feng Wanli think a lot.

Standing up, Feng Wanli looked around, and soon found several red coffins, his heart moved slightly, picked up the rusty iron sword, and rushed straight over.

"Click!"

"Click!"

。。。。。。。

In just half an hour, Feng Wanli harvested a total of dozens of blood-colored iron pieces, then raised his head, looked at a bronze giant gate that appeared in front of him, and said secretly in his heart:

"The blood-red coffin nearby is gone, and it seems that we can only hope for the bronze giant door inside!"

Entering the bronze door without tightening, Feng Wanli threw the blood-red iron pieces obtained in front of him one by one, and the largest blood-red iron piece in his right hand continued to perform the Ten Thousand Refining True Scriptures.

"Huh!"

Urging the spiritual power in the body, two white clouds of energy shrouded the blood-colored iron sheet, turning into a fusion together, and the area of the iron sheet, which was originally slightly larger than the palm, increased again, and in the blink of an eye, there were nearly two palms in length.

For half an hour, a blood-red long sword appeared in front of Feng Wanli, but the strange thing was that this long sword was not divided into two without the tip of the sword, as if it had been broken alive.

Feng Wanli slowly straightened up, looked at the bronze giant gate in front of him, and thought in his heart: "This bronze gate is completely embedded in the mountain rock, if you want to go in, if you don't know the mechanism。。。。。。 ”

"Then you can only destroy it!"

Feng Wanli raised his right hand slightly, and the Buddha power condensed in the body of King Kong Immovable Ming slowly flowed into his arms, and palm-sized Buddha phantoms appeared on his arms.

"Open it for me!"

Feng Wanli roared angrily, pushed hard with both hands, and the huge force condensed by his arms slammed into the bronze door in front of him without reservation.

"Boom!"

An incomparably loud roar sounded, the copper door had not yet been broken, the wind was sour, and he was shocked by the huge force, and the whole person was like a sack, flying out several meters away.

"Damn it!"

Feng Wanli stood up slowly, scolded secretly, and at some point there was a hint of fishy sweetness at the corner of his mouth, and he wiped his right hand lightly, but found that the force of the anti-shock not only shook him away, but also slightly injured himself.

"It seems that if you want to get in, it's not that simple!"

Feng Wanli calmed down the tumbling blood in his body, but his eyes looked at the intact bronze door in front of him, and he couldn't help but shake his head: "It seems that I can only go back." ”

After saying that, he glanced at the iron sword in his hand that flashed with a bewitching red light, and couldn't help but feel a little lost in his heart: "This sword is extraordinary after all, if you can obtain the remaining sword tip, you can also be more sure of dealing with the Moon Worship Sect Master." ”