Looking at the crowd that left like a tide, Yang Ming shook his head helplessly, originally he wanted to block the people of the Blood Sea Gate, but when he saw the tragic situation of the blood boy with blood on his face, he couldn't help laughing in his heart, and the little idea in his heart disappeared in an instant. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Just when Yang Ming wanted to turn around and leave, his gaze inadvertently swept over the sinkhole, and suddenly, his gaze suddenly froze, and his pupils contracted slightly.

"What is this?" Yang Ming found that among the gravel of the sinkhole, there was a black bead the size of a fist, although the bead was covered with dust and was not easy to find, but it still couldn't hide Yang Ming's vicious gaze.

With a slight frown, Yang Ming hesitated for a moment, then stepped on the ground, jumped down, and then stepped on the gravel, and walked towards the black bead step by step.

"Hey, Brother Yang, what's wrong?" Seeing that Yang Ming's expression was wrong, Wen Rulong and his party suddenly showed a look of confusion on their faces, followed behind the latter, and walked step by step to the position of the black bead.

Coming to the front of the black bead, Yang Ming bent down and squatted down, carefully swept away the dust on it, and found that this was a mysterious bead, and this black bead was engraved with some inexplicable lines, giving people a sense of antiquity, vicissitudes, and domineering.

When Yang Ming stretched out his hand to grab the black bead, he found that the bead did not move at all, with his current strength, even if it was a thousand catties of stone lock, he could easily lift it, but at this time, he couldn't lift a small bead, which made his heart full of surprise, and at the same time, a strong sense of curiosity rose.

"Hey, this isn't a simple bead, it seems that there is something linked underneath?" Through the gray lime, it was found that under the black bead, there seemed to be a looming stick attached, which made Yang Ming, who was originally a little curious, even more interested in this black bead.

"I want to see, what are you?" Gently wiping the dust on the black beads, Yang Ming smiled lightly, and then grabbed the gravel around the beads with his palms, and the pieces of gravel that were as thick as buckets were actually picked up by Yang Ming with one hand, and then flew out lightly.

As the surrounding gravel was constantly lifted, a half-meter-long stick was revealed under the black beads, which was connected to the beads, and the sticks were also depicted with beautiful lines, which were connected with the lines of the beads, giving people a feeling of being mixed and one.

Seeing this, Yang Ming became more interested in this swarthy stick in his heart.

"This should be the handle of the weapon, but what kind of weapon needs such a thick handle?" Yang Ming's heart moved, and he hurriedly accelerated to throw away the gravel under the black stick, and it took less than ten minutes for the gravel around the black stick to be emptied, and an incomparably huge iron ruler slowly appeared in Yang Ming's eyes.

This black iron ruler is inserted in the gravel, and the gravel on the ground has already been crushed by it, which shows that the weight of the iron ruler is not light, and the height of the iron ruler seems to be only a little shorter than Yang Ming, which seems a little weird, and the two ends of the iron ruler are not open, but extremely round, but on the whole, this black iron ruler reveals a sense of heaviness everywhere.

"This ruler ......"

After some wiping, the iron ruler that was originally full of lime suddenly emitted a faint black light, revealing a domineering posture from head to toe, like a high-ranking demon king.

Touching the lines on the cold iron ruler, for some reason, Yang Ming suddenly felt a heartfelt sense of intimacy, as if this black iron ruler should belong to him.

Holding the handle of the iron ruler, he wanted to lift it up, but Yang Ming found that the black iron ruler was still not moving, which showed that its weight definitely exceeded a thousand catties.

"Ma, what kind of ruler is this, why is it so heavy?" Yang Ming had already faintly seen sweat stains on his forehead, and he really gasped in his heart, originally he thought that his black iron heavy sword was heavy enough, but compared to the black iron ruler in front of him, it was really a small thing.

"I still don't believe it, with my current physical strength, I can't pull out your iron lump!" took a deep breath, Yang Ming couldn't help but grit his teeth secretly, and immediately sighed, using his strength to the extreme, his hands clenched the handle of the iron ruler, and suddenly mentioned it again.

At this time, Yang Ming's forehead was already bruised, but the huge iron ruler still did not move at all, as if this black iron ruler was linked to the bronze hall.

For a long time, Yang Ming, whose face was flushed, was like a deflated balloon, and his body suddenly collapsed on the gravel.

Seeing Yang Ming's ugly face, Wen Rulong and the four of them suddenly walked over and asked with some curiosity: "Brother Yang, what kind of weapon is this, why is it so strange?"

"I don't know, it's just that this thing is extremely heavy, and it must have an extraordinary origin, but it's a pity that with my current strength, I can't pull it up. Yang Ming shook his head, and after taking a breath, he said with a somewhat regretful expression.

"Brother Yang, with your current physical strength, you can't pull out this thing, how is this possible?" Wen Rulong and the others also showed disbelief on their faces, they still know a thing or two about Yang Ming's perfect physical body, although they are not capable of pulling out mountains, but they can still lift a thousand catties, the latter This kind of divine power is not able to pull out this black iron ruler, and the weight of it is not above a thousand catties.

After carefully looking at Yang Ming's state, and seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, the corners of Wen Rulong and the others' mouths couldn't help twitching slightly, and they hurriedly stepped forward to try it, but even if they used their internal strength, they couldn't make the black iron ruler tremble.

At this time, they realized that what Yang Ming said was true, the weight of this strange black iron ruler was much more terrifying than they imagined.

"Brother Yang, you're right, I'm afraid the origin of this black iron ruler is not simple, otherwise it wouldn't have appeared in this temple. Wen Rulong looked at the black iron ruler in front of him, and said with a cloudy face.

Hearing this, Yang Ming immediately nodded in agreement, this iron ruler gave him a very cordial feeling, as if this was a weapon in his previous life, but it was because of this feeling that he had the idea that this thing was inevitable.

"If you want to pull out this iron ruler purely by strength, it seems a little unlikely......" Touching the cold and heavy ruler body, Yang Ming fell into contemplation, he had a hunch that if he wanted to pull out this iron ruler, it would be absolutely impossible to complete it by brute force alone, so he had to start from other aspects, otherwise he could only have nothing to do with this thing.

"Hey, these lines...... How do I seem to have seen it somewhere?" Touching these somewhat ancient lines, Yang Ming's gaze suddenly froze, and an extremely familiar feeling arose.

(To be continued.) )