Over time, various warriors appeared in the monuments.

Mercenaries, killers, and even adventurous warriors, but the most are the members of the Crazy Knife Gang and the Jinyang Gang.

As soon as they entered the monument, everyone was careful not to allow themselves to be easily caught in the battle, and walked towards the two largest palaces in the center of the monument.

The sun rises and the outside world dawns. The sky shrouded in a curtain of light inside the monument is dark, occasionally mixed with screams and the roar of unknown beasts, which is eerie.

Ling Feng relied on the animal skin map in his hand and gradually approached the Spirit Weapon Hall in the center of the ancient monument.

Boom, a broken tile under his feet was trampled on, and Ling Feng looked down with surprise in his eyes. At that moment, a muffled voice was heard in front of him, and his brows furrowed, and he stepped back and hid behind the collapsed low wall.

Two warriors crept closer from the side.

"Brother Li, your Crazy Knife Gang is making a big splash this time, those undead monsters on the periphery of the monument turned out to be your handiwork, it's really powerful. Even our young gang leader is very afraid. ”

"Haha, Brother Zhang, I won't tell you. The three major mercenary groups in the Chaos Valley have all been absorbed by us. After speaking, he paused, lowered his voice, and continued: "For the opening of the ancient monument this time, the upper layer also used the secret means from the Demon Refining Gate. Caught a lot of low-level martial artists. ”

As they spoke, the two of them moved towards the center of the monument, and just entered the position where Ling Feng was standing, and the light of the formation emanated from under their feet. For a while, the lightning was shining, and the arc danced like a silver snake. After two screams, the two fell to the ground, their bodies turned into dried corpses, charred and black.

Click,

The electric light disappeared, and a spirit stone in the formation cracked open and turned into a waste stone. The formation also failed.

The smell of roasted meat came from Ling Feng's nasal cavity, and his stomach churned with nausea.

Hearing their words, Ling Feng confirmed the results of his previous investigation. Disappearing warriors, undead monsters, mad knife gangs, demon refining gates, all of them are what they do.

I just don't know if there are any higher-level undead monsters in the Demon Refining Gate, and if there are, what a terrible thing it would be.

Getting up and continuing to walk forward, Ling Feng shook his head as he passed two corpses.

"It's so careless, I can't even see such an obvious defensive formation. Gee. ”

Just when Ling Feng lowered his head at the moment when he stepped on the rubble just now, he discovered the defensive formation on the ground.

He had seen this extremely common defensive formation diagram in the formation booklet, some would release wind blades, some would release thunder and lightning, and some more mysterious would release monsters.

Ling Feng smashed his mouth and continued to walk forward, passing by a narrow street, and saw Song Sanjin leaning against the corner at a glance.

I was overjoyed at the moment and ran to the fat man.

"Old Song. Are you alright?"

Song Sanjin's injuries had not healed at this time, and Ling Feng resisted that blow outside the monument, which made him suffer a lot of injuries.

Ling Feng still had the healing medicine he had collected from the Jinyang Gang in his hand, but the grade was too low. After feeding Lao Song, Song Sanjin's face improved a little, and his actions were still not very convenient, so I am afraid that he would have to recover for a while.

"Crazy, it's good that you're okay, all four of us are separated. ”

Fat Song was also very happy to see Ling Feng, at least one of his companions had converged.

"I don't know what happened to my brother and Senior Sister Su. ”

"Don't worry, the strength of the two of them is above the Yuangang Realm, and the Crazy Knife Gang can't keep them. ”

At this time, in a corner of the ancient monument, the soul chaser was depressed, because his Yuangang Realm strength was actually suppressed to the peak of the Tongmai Realm.

"Lei Tian is worthy of being a super powerhouse in the Zhitian Realm, and for thousands of years, the formation in the ancient ruins he left behind can still suppress the cultivation of the powerhouses of the Yuangang Realm. ”

Su Yi'an also encountered the same problem, but the two of them were bold and bold, and they didn't take it to heart.

In front of the spiritual weapon hall in the center of the monument, Ling Feng carried the injured Song Fat Man to a nearby corner.

Several faint black-clothed figures walked into the main hall, and then the sound of violent fighting sounded in the main hall, accompanied by shouting and screaming.

The two of them crept in through the cracked wall, only to see a deep passage appear in the main hall, and many small rooms were separated on both sides, which seemed to be storage rooms.

These storage rooms are separated, apparently of different grades.

Ling Feng and the others entered one by one to check, only to see that there were long boxes like sword boxes in each storage room, some large and some small, all opened. There were weapons in the open boxes in the first room, but they were all rusty, spiritually lost broken copper and iron, and no one took them.

The deeper you go in, the less rust there is on the weapon, and the boxes containing the weapons become more and more finely crafted and textured.

Obviously, the spirit weapon inside is better, and from time to time there is a sound of surprise laughter from the depths of the main hall, and it is obvious that someone has obtained a real spirit weapon.

The spirit rank sword in Ling Feng's hand was auctioned for a price of about 100,000 yuan, and a good spirit weapon meant at least 200,000 spirit stones. Such temptations are enough to drive these warriors crazy.

But temptation always comes with danger. The sound of the battle rang out, and someone scrambled for it.

Song Fatzi pushed Ling Feng away and said, "Crazy, you go in quickly, otherwise everything good will be robbed." I'll be looking for you behind me. ”

Ling Feng looked at Song Sanjin worriedly, "No, it's too dangerous to keep you alone." Still standing, he slowly approached the inside.

Song Fat Man grinned and said in his heart: "Crazy, enough brother." ”

Soon the two of them went into the depths, past a storage room where the door had been opened and the sword case on the table inside was empty. Apparently the weapons inside have been snatched.

After thousands of years and the spirituality is not lost, it must be a high-level spiritual weapon.

Ling Feng was just about to walk away, when his eyes caught a glimpse of a pitch-black tree trunk in the corner of the room, waist-high.

The wooden stake did not emit the slightest spirituality, and the charred surface was like unburned firewood.

However, Ling Feng's eyes were deeply attracted by this wooden stake, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"The Wood of Thunder. Finally found it. ”

Ling Feng walked over quickly and picked up the wooden stake, and sure enough, the wooden stake was sunk like a stone. Sense it carefully, and there is a faint breath of thunder and lightning inside.

Old Song said strangely: "Madman, how did you get a piece of burnt wood?"

Ling Feng said with a smile: "Old Song, this is the Wood of Thunder Tribulation, it should be the heavenly and earthly treasure used by Lei Tian to practice the Thunder Law and forge spiritual weapons. ”

Laughing and putting away the Thunder Tribulation Wood, the two continued to go deeper.

He hadn't taken two steps before a large black sledgehammer came into view in the storage room next to him.

Unlike a normal hammer, this is a warhammer weapon. The shape is simple, and the handle is nearly two meters long and engraved with a strange dragon-shaped pattern.

The swarthy hammer head is as thick as a tree stump, and it has a tortoiseshell-shaped carving. There are sharp bone spurs emerging from the four corners.

Ling Feng used his hand to lift it, but he almost didn't pick it up.

"It's so heavy. Heavy Yu 10,000 catties. "No wonder no one took it, it's not a weapon that ordinary people can use at all.

Four words are engraved on the handle of the hammer: Xuanwu Heavy Hammer.

Song Fatzi's eyes lit up with an eager expression: "I'll take a look, I'll see." ”

At this time, Song Sanjin, who had swallowed healing medicine, although his injuries had not yet healed, he was already able to move freely.

took over the war hammer, and Lao Song couldn't put it down. This hammer was not sealed in the weapon case, and it accumulated a thick layer of dust, and if you didn't look closely, you would think it was a forging hammer for forging weapons.

"It's my weapon, the weapon I've always dreamed of, it's great. ”

Song Sanjin seems to have gotten his favorite toy and can't put it down.

The two of them were still focused on the hammer, and a cold laugh sounded behind them.

"Guy, it's really a narrow road, it seems that you two have found a good thing. ”

Ling Jae-seok appeared in front of them.