Seeing these small but dazzling four big characters, Feng Lutian took two steps back in surprise.

Is this a joke? or is it a guide of fate?

From this moment on, perhaps, this ordinary teenager will never be ordinary again.

Little by little, the eternity that came from the transcendence of decay was magnifying in the eyes of this young man, and gradually, it turned into a white patch, and he could no longer see anything.

It was like a drop of ink dripping into clear water, and suddenly, a black shadow appeared particularly dazzling in this white world, and then it quickly disappeared like a rabbit.

When Feng Lutian opened his eyes, he saw nothing, so much so that he thought that the scene just now was at least a hallucination caused by hunger.

At this moment, Feng Lutian's stomach rang out inopportunely.

"I don't know how long I've been trapped, why hasn't there been any movement outside?" Feng Lu Tian was very anxious, although the weapon in front of him might really be the weapon of Lu Bu during the Three Kingdoms period in ancient times. Who is Lu Bu? The armed forces of the Three Kingdoms were revered as the first person, and later generations regarded it as a myth, and the scenes in the novel seemed to appear in Feng Lu Tian's mind one by one, and he couldn't help but think a little crazy.

If you can move this weapon outside and sell it, you won't have to sell it for hundreds of millions, not to mention that this weapon is still so brand new.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, this is really time to run! Time to run, it seems that it is time for me to support this family!

Feng Lu Tian stretched out his trembling hands, trying to touch the weapon.

But at this moment, there seemed to be a faint familiar feeling that touched Feng Lu Tian's heart, as if a soul from a thousand years ago was knocking on the door of his heart, which made Feng Lu Tian convulsed all over his body, and then there was a cold metal texture on his hand, which was not as cold as modern steel or alloy, but had a warm and familiar feeling.

It was as if he had been on the battlefield, roaring hard, wielding the tiger and tiger of Fang Tian's halberd in front of him, slashing the enemy in front of him like cutting a watermelon, and the blood fountain gushed out and his ears were filled with the sound of the enemy's ghost crying wolf.

But then, this feeling was interrupted suddenly, because the queen of the wind realized that the person in the image seemed to be a little different from her own era, and the body shape seemed to be a little strange......

Will that still be human?

Feng Lu Tian no longer dared to reminisce about the vision just now, he only felt a little palpitations, this Fang Tian painting halberd standing here for thousands of years is also a bit evil.

Why did he happen to come here, he happened to be the plane crash today, and he happened to be the only one alive, what was the black cloud that the plane saw? What happened to the black shadow just now? All this quickly passed through in Lu Tian's mind.

was pondering, but found that his hand had already held Fang Tian's halberd tightly for some time!

The wheel of fate, the light of the temple, has been opened, and there is nowhere to escape.

Feng Lutian wanted to withdraw his hand, but his hand was so bad that he didn't obey it, no matter how hard he tried, it seemed that his hand was glued to it. He was in a hurry, and he pulled it upwards violently, and actually pulled out the seemingly heavy Fang Tian painting halberd from the ground.

Feng Lu Tian himself was dumbfounded.

This Fang Tian Painting Halberd, how to say it, is also at the same level as Guan Yu's Qinglong Glaive Knife! Not to mention that it weighs hundreds of catties, and a person like me, who is struggling to do pull-ups, can actually lift this thing. Just kidding, this is definitely a fake

However, you still have to try it to find out.

Feng Lu Tian played with the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand, and suddenly exerted his strength, and swung violently at the stone pillar on the side, drawing a beautiful arc, although Feng Lu Tian's strength was not very strong, but he was full of expectations for this divine weapon.

With an earth-shattering loud sound, it was not the light sound of the blade embedded in the stone wall, but a heavy sound like the bell of an ancient temple, which filled the ears of the wind and the sky.

Feng Lu Tian only felt a shock from the tiger's mouth, and Fang Tian's halberd was almost shaken away. And his head was also buzzing at this time, and he finally broke free from this temporary dizziness, and saw the intact stone pillar at a glance.

If you look closely, it's just a tiny gap.

"What! It's this thing, such a sharp blade made of plastic. Didn't it say that the ancient divine soldiers sharpened iron like clay? This thing, known as Fang Tian's painting halberd, even cut down a small stone pillar. After complaining, Feng Lu Tian angrily threw Fang Tian's halberd forward.

But then came an earth-shattering bang. The thing that was as light as a feather in Feng Lutian's hand actually smashed a deep pit in the ground. The raised sand dimmed its dazzling light a lot, and Fang Tian's halberd was like a homeless child abandoned, humming on the ground, as if crying.

Feng Lutian was startled by this movement, and hurriedly jumped to the side, but forgot the fact that his right leg was still injured, and he fell sideways to the ground, so painful that he hugged his legs and moaned.

This fall is really not light, this may be the revenge of the weapon against him!

But after the pain, Feng Lutian regained a trace of consciousness, judging from the posture just now, the weight of this weapon seems to be really not light!

And it looks like a real weapon, but it can't even cut a penny of the stone pillar?

Also, when the tremor shook me to the ground, I seemed to see a dark shadow, hidden behind one of the stone pillars here.

Thinking of this, Feng Lu Tian couldn't help but become solemn. Could it be that there is a second person here besides himself? There is actually a second person on this deserted island?

Or, not people?

Feng Lu Tian shook his head, immediately expelled this terrible thought, and hurriedly went around to the back of the stone pillar to check one by one, but he didn't even find the slightest trace, could it be my hallucination again?

But Feng Lutian didn't notice that his own fall just now tore the wound open again, and the blood snaked down his ankle, staining his socks red, dripping on the ground, leaving blood flowers, scarlet, and with a trace of evil beauty, blooming gorgeously on the sand.

One of them landed on Fang Tian's painting halberd uncontrollably, and the four gilded characters engraved on the end of the long handle lit up suddenly, and then dimmed again.

There seems to be a voice saying, "You can't escape the bond of this life." ”

It reverberates in this empty temple, like the call of the ancient desolation.

But all this, Feng Lu Tian did not notice in the slightest, as if quietly, or never.

Since everything was normal, Feng Lutian's hanging heart was relaxed, but suddenly he remembered something, and sat on the ground with his head down, looking at his injured leg, with an indescribable sourness in his heart. All this is too unfair to him, after all, he is only a college student, a high-spirited teenager!

Just when Feng Lu Tian was sad alone, the dim Fang Tian Painting Halberd on the ground suddenly reacted, and began to shake violently, and then it seemed to be attracted by something, and stood up.

Feng Lu Tian raised his head suddenly, staring at this Fang Tian Painting Halberd with some fear, and before he could wait for Feng Lu Tian to make any moves, the Fang Tian Painting Halberd hummed, as if he had received a call, and the tip of the halberd turned, facing Feng Lu Tian's heart!

Immediately after that, Feng Lutian only heard a whistling and saw a white light, and before he could react, he lay straight on the ground, his eyes wide.

A halberd was actually inserted into Feng Lu Tian's heart, he couldn't believe that the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, which could only punch a gap in the stone pillar just now, actually cut off his ribs so devastatingly, piercing his heart.

He could only open his mouth wide, feeling the warm blood gushing out of his chest, and his life was rapidly draining. And what was even more bizarre was that Fang Tian's painting halberd was like a bloodthirsty demon, devouring his blood.

The demon, who had been sleeping for thousands of years, finally saw the dawn of resurrection.

At this moment, Feng Lu Tian thought of a lot, relatives, friends, and teachers, hovering in Feng Lu Tian's mind, and what he never forgot the most was that angelic face - Luo Ying.

"Let's break up!" said Aloten, who suddenly sobered up.

Is it a return to the light?, he thought helplessly.

But the next moment, Windshield saw something terrible.

Because he was lying on his head on the ground, he saw a man on top of a stone pillar.

A man in a black trench coat.

"Is it the messenger of hell, who is coming to take me away?" said Feng Lutian indistinctly, and then his eyes suddenly widened, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and his legs kicked hard, and only silence echoed in the temple.

In the next second, the man in black broke the silence here, he turned over, and after a free fall of more than ten meters, he landed steadily beside Feng Lutian's corpse in a half-kneeling position.

He wears a dragon-shaped black mask that hides his face, and he is dressed in black, just like a gangster or professional killer in a movie.

He smiled at Feng Lu Tian, this smile, combined with his domineering appearance, was enough to charm thousands of girls.

Then the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he was muttering something to himself.

At the same time, several pillars in the center of the main hall roared at the same time, and the seemingly random carvings on the ground were also filled with colored light, forming a six-pointed star pattern. After that, there was a loud sound like Pangu opening the heavens and the earth, and the brilliant colored light rose to the sky, spreading all the way to the sky, passing through the thick atmosphere, and dreamily connecting with the seven stars, and the sun also abnormally emitted strong electromagnetic waves, sending out fairy music from heaven to the depths of the universe......

The vicissitudes of life and the ancient voice sounded again: "Seven stars are aligned, and those who are punished will be punished." Bloody nirvana, the war ghost comes out again. ”

Ripples rippled in the void.