Chapter 509: Fusion Flame (5) (Page 1/1)

After waiting for a while, the torrential rain continued and became heavier and heavier.

When he fell to his body, Mochen even felt that the barriers around him were smashed and distorted.

Not only that, but the ground of the entire pale world also seemed to be unable to withstand the force of the heavy rain, and almost invisible to the naked eye, it began to tremble slightly, and was gradually smashed and washed away.

Soon after, the ground festered more and more obviously, cracks opened one after another, and layers of rock collapsed.

A moment later, a strange color suddenly flashed in the corner of Mo Chen's eyes.

He looked at it, and it looked like something that had been hidden in the ground and had been washed out by the rainstorm.

The size of the copper tripod and the oval shape of the whole body look a little weird.

In the blink of an eye, the torrential rain washed away the mud and sand around this thing, and it was actually an ancient wooden drum with a red face and a purple body, and the inscription was engraved around the wooden drum.

"Knock knock. ”

This wooden drum is strange, even if there is no monk infused with spiritual yuan now, just the sound of the rainstorm smashing on the drum surface has caused Mo Chen's mind to be unstable, and there is a faint tendency to go out of his body.

It's a good magic weapon.

However, the drumming did not stop here, and the fragrance of the other side came to my nose, and even the earthy smell could not completely cover it.

Looking at the ink dust, a purple-red incense burner appeared in the soil, and the furnace was full of exquisite fragrance without fire and incense.

You don't need to think about it to know that the incense wood burned by this incense burner is of excellent quality, and the spiritual incense is deeper than the marrow of the furnace, which shows that the quality of this incense burner is also very good.

And after that, the Trembling Knife, the Sky Breaking Hammer, the Red Chain Gun, and the Double-strand Sword......

Washed away by torrential rain and collapsed, one after another familiar antiquities reappeared.

There are a large number of magic weapons, no matter the demon burial Buddha road, no matter the side door, there are all kinds of magic treasures!

However, the torrential rain became mad, and it was as heavy as iron, and the treasure buried deep in the ground had just been washed out, and the soil below it had collapsed, and at the same time, the magic weapon was cracked and collapsed by the torrential rain.

But the next moment, there are new treasures brushed out, one round after another, and they are endless.

Mo Chen was shocked to see it, but he didn't have the heart to go and grab the treasure.

The earth under his feet collapsed inch by inch, and he was suspended in the air with a double element, like a heavy rain of thick pulp falling on him, just maintaining his body was the limit, and where did he get the strength to go and grab the treasure.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

When it rains a lot, the thunder in the sky is always restless.

But no matter how violent and irritable the lightning was before, it was always shuttling through the dark clouds, but now it is different, the rough electric snakes are really like long whips, slashing down from the zenith clouds to the earth.

"Boom!"

The earth, which was already collapsing, was thundered down with another blow, directly smashing out a deep pit several feet long and wide.

"Huh?" Just as Mo Chen was struggling to resist, he suddenly looked far away, more than ten zhang away, and the outline of the earth seemed to be a little human-shaped.

Before he could continue to be surprised, a moment later, the outline of the mud and sand was completely washed away by the torrential rain, revealing what was inside, and sure enough, it was a woman, her eyes were closed, her body was curled, and her expression was calm and unwavering.

As soon as he saw this woman, his eyes immediately flashed with light, and his figure suddenly broke the water curtain and rushed forward, reaching out and holding this person in his arms!

In her early twenties, a woman with a beautiful face, the willow eyebrows are clear and clear, bringing out a line of eyebrows like a sword, because her beauty is a little less delicate, but a little more heroic.

This countenance ...... Ink dust seems to have seen ......

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In the Zhaoling Giant City, in the depths of the Sheep House Mansion, there is a bloody cave.

Since a week ago, this place has been listed as a forbidden place within the sheep house, and only the elder's order can enter it.

The sheep's tongue was dressed in a black robe, completely covering his entire face, holding a fire bead, and walking in the bloody hole.

The huge cavern was dyed a large yellow color by dazzling beads of fire.

The top of the cave is overgrown with bits and pieces of miserable white stalactites, which resemble stone pillars, more like hanging hanging upside-down hangers, and some creepy.

Without bothering to check this strange scene, the sheep's tongue was black and slowly walked on the suspension bridge at the bottom of the cave.

Below the suspension bridge, there is a bottomless pitch-black abyss. The abyss continued to pour out cold gusts of air, sending out gusts of wind like a howl.

"Squeak...... Squeak......"

The drawbridge was made of fine iron chains, some of which were not very reliable, and it seemed that they had not been properly maintained, and they constantly made a harsh grinding sound, accompanied by the terrible howl of the wind, and constantly reverberated in the cavern.

Sheep's tongue and black face slowly moved forward, and across the drawbridge, he walked onto a flat platform, and a hole appeared in front of him.

The edges of the cave are sharply protruding from the rocks, and the upper and lower layers are slightly extended, making people look like the hideous mouth of a giant beast, flashing with a dazzling cold light in the darkness.

Without hesitation, he let out a long breath and strode directly into the big hole.

The inside of the large cave is different from the outside of the cave, the environment inside is circular, and the air is covered with a strong smell of blood.

A dozen or so figures sat together in a circle, enclosing a small altar-like area in the center.

These figures are the same as the sheep house, they are all dressed in black robes, and they have different forms.

And on the back of the black robe, a pattern of a goat's tongue is drawn with purple-red silk threads.

Horrifyingly, the goat's tongue was extremely long, and the ends were twisted together like a swirl of a snail's shell, which was extremely disgusting.

As soon as the sheep shed entered the door, his attention was not on these figures, but quickly fell on the altar in the center.

There is a blood-red bronze tripod with all kinds of evil beasts carved on the tripod.

And inside the Blood Red Ding, a large amount of blood slowly swirled into a vortex, as if it had been burned, and it boiled, emitting an unpleasant and unpleasant stench.

Nangong Qianyi was in the blood red tripod, Zhengmei's eyes were closed, her expression was indifferent, and half of her body had already submerged in the center of the vortex, leaving only the chest and head above the blood vortex.

The fair and firm skin is unmistakable, and the majestic upper circumference is only slightly obscured by the strands of hair that are parted from it, presenting an extremely seductive picture.

This scene made the sheep shed black and bloody, but he could only think about it.

Sheep Tongue Hei Yan found a group of people to sit down, and waited quietly for the next ceremony.

After a while, with the sound of a bell outside the cave, a black-robed man at the front of the crowd slowly got up and walked to the side of the blood red ding.

He turned, and took off the black coat that covered his head, revealing an extremely old, somewhat decayed and broken face.

A pair of sunken eyes, a large number of green tendons bulging, and the folds of the face are almost piled together, giving people the feeling that they are about to enter death and fall into the embrace of the reincarnation of heaven and earth.

"It's time. The withered old man leaned over and put on a wistling smile.

His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like strings of wire rubbing against each other, and it was piercing.

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