Supreme enchanting soldier king

Chapter 514 Snatching the Mysterious Ancient Cauldron
The power of the major forces, deduced crazily and quickly, advanced step by step nervously, the atmosphere was extremely serious and depressing in an instant.

However, at the moment when the major forces were frantically deducing, an ordinary and humble figure shot out from the Loulan Holy Land, and the terrifying Wuli restricted area was like a flat ground under his feet!

The powers of the major forces, using the supreme ancient deduction secret technique, and the ancient deduction magic tools inherited by them, the speed of advancement is even less than one-tenth of the speed of that ordinary, humble figure.

On the ancient altar, the quaint, vicissitudes, mysterious, and terrifying Kowloon coffins seem to have stood for eternity.

The ancient small bronze tripod suddenly appeared after the sound of knocking in the Nine Dragons Coffin. It was juxtaposed with the Nine Dragons Coffin and swayed silently. It seemed that it was born in the same era as the Nine Dragons Coffin.

The distance between the major forces and the ancient altar was already only two miles. The ordinary and humble figure quietly appeared at an extraordinary speed, which directly aroused the appearance of countless eyes.

In an instant, everyone who saw this figure was shocked.

The people in Loulan Holy Land were the first to react, because Ye Luo broke away from them and accelerated abruptly in a shocking way.

Ye Luo didn't listen to Master Zhuge and Zhuge Mingyue's deduction at all, he rushed forward by himself!
"Ye Luo, stop and go forward, you will die!" The master of Chu Xiaohuan and the other three, the euphemistic and charming Master Yu Ji, stopped him immediately.

However, Ye Luo opened his left eye and closed his right eye. With a trace of vicissitudes and loneliness in his back, he left Loulan Holy Land alone and rushed forward.

"Hey! Brother, you can't just die like this, paralyzed, you committed suicide, and the next pathfinder will be my turn. Are you frightened to death?" The pathfinder servant was already dead, Ye Luo, who was third in line, rushed out abruptly, and the servant who was the fourth to explore the road suddenly panicked. He thought Ye Luo was overwhelmed and wanted to commit suicide in panic.

"He, he didn't say just now, in the city, have you learned the Zhouyi fortune-telling technique of street vendors? He also got it right twice. Why did he rush forward so desperately, even if the mysterious bronze boy The tripod is an ancient artifact. If you lose your life, what's the use of having that thing? What's more, no one knows what that small bronze tripod is." .

"Hahaha, I see this trash, being trampled on for too long, plus it's his turn to scout the way next time, he's mentally broken, he's looking for death!" Qiao Qingxia, a proud girl in Loulan Holy Land, had joy in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth once again There was a hint of sarcasm.

"Trash, it's like sending you to your death!" The irritable middle-aged Almighty Tu Yuan had a flash of contempt in his eyes.

Even Master Zhuge, who had always been mysterious with the feather fan scarf, frowned at this moment, and beside him, Zhuge Mingyue, who was as famous as Loulan's son, showed a look of surprise in his eyes, and said: " What exactly does he want to do, why do I feel that there is a strange aura about this person, is he really a waste?"

Ye Luo rushed out suddenly, and Loulan Holy Land was the first to realize that the reactions were different, most of them questioned, thinking that Ye Luo was going to die!

Ye Luo has already rushed out, ignoring anyone, opened his left eye, and stepped on the taboo land, on the white strip of life, with every foot.

The figure was lonely and humble, like a young man dying.

In the eyes of people in Loulan Holy Land, almost everyone felt that Ye Luo would die miserably if he took the next step. However, to their disappointment, surprise, or shock, there was no accident in every step Ye Luo made.

In one breath, there are already more than twenty steps.

Ye Luo's lonely, humble figure is still standing!

"He, how did he do it?" Finally, after more than 20 steps, in the Holy Land of Loulan, a weak girl of seventeen or eighteen finally spoke out the aspirations of many female Loulan disciples.

"Follow his footsteps and rush over!" The irritable middle-aged Da Neng, the contempt in his eyes quickly turned into incomparable shock, and then, his eyes flickered, he spoke directly, intending to follow Ye Luo's footsteps and rush over.

"Senior Brother Tu, no, the path of survival in the five-mile restricted zone around this ancient altar is not static, and his footsteps are full of variables. If he is a little careless, he will inevitably encounter terrifying changes. We must move forward." When that irritable middle-aged Da Neng was about to follow, his aura surged terrifyingly, but Master Zhuge stretched out his feather fan to stop him.

"But..." The irritable middle-aged man wanted to say something more, however, he turned his head and glanced at Master Zhuge, with a mysterious, dignified, and extremely serious expression on his face, and the footsteps he was about to raise suddenly stopped .

Also as a powerful, irritable middle-aged man, he knows very well that it is absolutely impossible for Master Zhuge, who has always been calm, to show such an expression unless it is extremely terrifying, and even a terrifying existence of their level may fall. of.

Master Zhuge also looked at Ye Luo's back, and said again, "Mingyue, don't think so much, just follow the path Ye Luo walked."

In the Holy Land of Loulan, many female disciples looked back, their expressions became more shocked. One of the female disciples spoke again and said, "Chu Xiaohuan, the uncle of Zhou Xiaoyu and Yang Ying, is he really a waste? What is he? How did you do it?"

"Perhaps, what he said earlier, the Zhouyi gossip technique of street fortune-telling, really exists..."

In the monk's eyes, the journey of two miles is close at hand, but within the restricted area, it is as far away as the world. Except for Ye Luo, everyone can only follow the anxious and nervous deduction step by step.

Ye Luo's figure rushed out like an afterimage, and the restricted area was like a flat ground.

People from all major forces also saw the figure of this humble, ordinary young man.

Two miles away, Ye Luo charged wildly, and in the blink of an eye, halfway through was passed by countless shocked gazes, and in the blink of an eye, Ye Luo was already ten steps away from the ancient altar!

It wasn't until this moment that Ye Luo's footsteps stopped.

Because, within ten steps around the ancient altar, the white area of ​​survival is already very rare, and it is in the process of changing, even if Ye Luo's left eye is against the sky, he has to stop for a while.

Moreover, Ye Luo also felt a supreme coercion, as if it came from the ancient times. This coercion is like an abyss, powerful, mysterious, and simple, which makes people have a strong urge to worship.

I don't know if this coercion came from the ancient altar, or from the Nine Dragons coffin, or from the mysterious small tripod.

Ye Luo was silent, and under the countless shocked gazes, he paused for a moment, and took another step!

(End of this chapter)