"If you don't compromise, come out and divide the top!"

Wang Yi said coldly.

"Hahaha, I just won't come out, what can you do with me? When you enter the Kunlun God Tomb, I will go to your Great Xia Kingdom and take a good turn!"

The high priest did not show his head at all, and kept hiding, and listened to the voice as if he was very proud. I don't know what to be proud of in this kind of style.

[I've never seen such a brazen person]

[No wonder it has lived for thousands of years and hasn't died, this shrunken turtle is not ordinary]

[The Egyptians are disgraced]

Wang Yi was also surprised, these guys who have lived for thousands of years are shameless one by one. Cain decisively admitted in front of him, and the high priest here was not even willing to come out, which was also beyond Wang Yi's imagination.

The pyramid at the foot is an Egyptian artifact, and some time ago it was advertised as a protector artifact that can protect the whole of Egypt. Of course, Wang Yi knew that this thing could only protect the pyramid and what was inside the pyramid.

To be honest, after thousands of years of wind and frost, the protection of this pyramid is limited, and if Wang Yi makes a big move, he can still break it.

However, things can't be counted that way.

Now most of the people of the world put their hopes on myths. These artifacts are their hopes, although this hope is illusory, and even the artifacts of some countries are simply lies. But it can't be helped, it's hope.

If Wang Yi shatters it, it will be shattered with the hope of people all over the world.

As for saying that you went in by yourself...... Use your ass to know how dangerous an old monster's nest is that has been running for thousands of years!

Facing the camera, Wang Yi made a gesture.

The staff in the live broadcast room immediately understood the meaning and adjusted the picture in the live broadcast room to the tomb robber team. Wang Yi took out his mobile phone and dialed the director's number.

The two had a heated discussion about whether to break the pyramid and whether to kill the high priest.

The final result was that Wang Yi could not break the pyramid, and he had to ensure that the high priest could not come out.

The picture switched back, Wang Yi looked cold, and said, "Old turtle, I hope you keep shrinking your head!"

A golden light flew out from the center of his eyebrows, turning into a huge divine bird with a body length of ten zhang and a wingspan of fifty zhang.

"Look at this pyramid, no one is allowed to come out!"

After giving the order, Wang Yi took the camera and flew away again. And this sacred bird landed at the top of the pyramid and spread its wings to wrap it.

The mummies inside the pyramid are weak, weaker than both Neuer and Cain. His reliance was on this pyramid whose defense was strong to the late stage of the Fengchu Realm and contained countless mechanisms.

Wang Yi was scared and didn't dare to come out to fight, but a bird wanted to block him?

It's a figure who dominated the world back then, it's too underestimated!

So a few minutes later, the bird had a lunch.

This divine bird is formed by the fusion of a golden phoenix and a golden-winged Dapeng eagle, although the bloodline is a little weak. But on the other hand, why does it need blood.

Isn't it good to be a mythical beast that has never existed before?!

Its talent is extremely powerful, which can be seen from the number of points it really needs to manifest, after all, it only had the strength of the Twelve Heavenly Gates at that time. An illusory character of the same strength only needs the power of a few thousand illusory time and space.

In just a few days after its manifestation, it had grown into the strength of the Feng Chu Realm, and it was still moving forward at a very steady pace, and it was about to reach the middle stage of the Feng Chu Realm.

Lying on the top of the pyramid, the sacred bird is thinking about a very important question.

What should I call myself?

Phoenix carving?

Golden Roc?

It's a really tangling question.

Greece, summit of Mount Olympus.

A very ordinary-looking mountain, with countless myths and legends circulating for thousands of years. This is where the gods live, but recently the gods and Buddhas have appeared, but there is no trace of the Greek gods.

[Teacher Gu, who are the rest of the people here in Greece]

[Zeus, after all, he is a god king]

[Not necessarily, in ancient Greek mythology, there are more people who are more powerful than Zeus]

"That's right, there are many people in Greece who are more powerful than Zeus, and the only one left in ancient Greece is the king of demons, Typhon!"

【Demon King?】

[Isn't it awesome?

[Typhon is the king of demons, the ancestor of all demons, the father of all demons, like the three-headed dog of hell, the hydra, the harpy, basically the demons and monsters that are a little famous in ancient Greek mythology, are his sons and daughters. And Typhon himself is not a demon, but a Titan, a big man of the same generation as Zeus's father]

"Typhon is said to be taller than the mountain, full of fire, with a hundred snake heads, feathers, and wings. But this was only the image of Typhon in his heyday, when all the gods except Zeus and Athena were scared away by him and fled to Egypt. But now, Typhon is just a little monster who survives. ”

Wang Yi introduced Typhon's great achievements, and at the same time drew circles in his hands, and between the sparks, a portal appeared.

The Temple of Olympus, where the gods lived, was once opened for all people to worship, but now it is completely enclosed in another space, retaining a trace of aura.

Wang Yi used the portal to open the passage of the space, and the Olympus Temple was opposite. But now this temple is really miserable to a certain extent. The ruins are not enough to describe this kind of misery. A ruin, but it is very suitable.

The area of the temple is not small, Wang Yi stood at the edge of the temple, looked at the large ruins in front of him, and said: "When it was prosperous, this temple was very spectacular. Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, there is a figure of the Temple of Olympus in the treasured books of the Protector Gate, which is very eye-catching. ”

He didn't close the portal, so the signal remained.

[I remembered the Old Summer Palace]

[Can this be the same, one person is destroyed by outsiders, and the other is destroyed by time]

The audience was also very sorry, but their focus was as different as ever.

There was no sun, no moon, Wang Yi lit a fireball to illuminate it, walked in the temple, and suddenly a skeleton appeared in front of him. Dressed in armor, he has a shield on his left hand and a scepter on his right.

Wang Yi bent down and wanted to pick up the scepter, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, the scepter turned into ashes.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be Athena, a god of this level, to leave the bones. ”

[What, this is my Great Athena?!!]

[Seiya cries and faints in the toilet]

[Hades, he's so handsome, won't he become like this]

Many people were looking forward and scared, but Wang Yi didn't encounter any bones on the next journey.

"The weak gods don't even have bones. Now the question is, how do I find Typhon?"

Typhon is worthy of being a character who came back from the ancient mythological period, and the breath is covered up without leakage, and Wang Yi is not aware of it at all. In this regard, Neuer and Cain are much worse.

While thinking about walking, I don't know where I went, Wang Yihu's complexion changed, and a hammer-shaped ornament on his waist moved, breaking free from Wang Yi's waist. Facing the wind, it turns into a short hammer with the length of an arm.

The wind rises, the clouds surge!

Blowing up boundless dust, condensing into a storm.