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what... what?This temple will destroy itself!Wang Man was helpless and dazed, so he got up and began to collect the relics arranged by Ling Tian.

Martial arts cheats, Wang Man, who was in front of the crystal coffin, forgot the time when he saw the three domineering and majestic characters of "Zhan Shen Jue" written in yellow on the order!

There are so many answers to the mysteries that make Wang Man's heart surge again. This kind of excitement is not as clear as when he was training in the academy, nor is he as gratified as when he got "Concentration Art".

Not knowing whether it was his own fate or luck, Wang Man got this ancient book out of curiosity.

The essence of "Shen Shen Jue" has captured all of "Shen Concentrating Jue", even "Ling Tian Battle Shield" and "Concentrating Furious Slash" are so clearly written. Only now does Wang Man understand that Master Haotian's so-called life The essence of sorting out is only a small part of "Slaying the Gods" written by Ling Tian's ancestor.

Wang Man took out the "Concentration Art" in his arms to choose between the two books. He knew that "Concentration Art" would be completely eliminated from his options.

It feels refreshing to have all the treasures of a school in his pocket, but such a risk has tied the essence and survival of the whole school to himself.The reason why the current sect develops is precisely because of the existence of mental methods. If there is no treasure of the town in a sect, it will always withdraw from the stage of history.

Pick up "Zhanshen Jue" and return "Shen Shen Jue" to Master Haotian, so as not to violate the legacy of Ling Tian's ancestor, but also to carry forward the Zhenpai's unique learning in Zhanzheng College.

Wang Man quickly put "Slaying the Gods" into his pocket. Just as he was about to leave and saw the seven corpses in the ashes, he felt pity for him. He didn't know what these corpses were for. The first ancestors were buried in all the people who are not ordinary people. Their souls are gone, but their bones still remain. Wang Man decided to bury them together so that they could see the light of day again.

When sorting out the remains, Wang Man quickly found the eighth skeleton. Under the original seven skeletons, judging from the arrangement of these skeletons, the eighth skeleton seemed to be a very important person. The sudden change made them have to protect the owner of the eighth corpse together, maybe...

In short, Wang Man knew nothing about the great battle thousands of years ago, and the time left for him in the Mausoleum of Emperor Shengwu was running out. He sorted these remains together and dug a hole about a foot deep in the original place.

All kinds of weapons, some with little spiritual power, some with rusty spots, and a pair of soft and delicate gloves were unearthed at the bottom of the pit. It is quite different from other scattered weapons. The colorful, green rays of light are like lightning bolts running around the surface of the glove in a very regular manner, and the points where the optical fibers meet are so small that they cannot be seen clearly. The body hidden underneath is transparent, and the thin texture is like human skin. The workmanship is so fine, and the gloves are full of energy and thick, even Wang Man can see that this is not ordinary. It is a high-level spiritual weapon.

In a world with many occupations and different types of cultivation systems, every spirit or warrior or even a disciple of the demon clan, almost all people with abilities, use weapons that are divided into three levels: mortal, spirit, and god.

Ordinary weapons can be divided into common mortal weapons and high-quality mortal weapons. Spiritual weapons are divided into low, medium, and high grades. Divine weapons are the same as spiritual weapons. The power of high-level divine weapons is enough to travel through space. When re-condensed, it is enough to split the sky, split the sea, and block the waves. flow!

Divine artifacts are only legendary existences, but spiritual artifacts are not uncommon. Wang Man saw Jess, Leona, and Nasus, etc., all of whom possessed low-level spiritual artifacts.

Looking at the entire Zhanzheng College, only the four major mentors each have a medium-level spiritual weapon; as for Dean Yuri and the elders behind the scenes, no one knows.

Advanced spirit weapon!Wang Man's eyes flashed a trace of strong puzzlement. He didn't know why this pair of gloves was made so delicately. If he wore it on his hands, he could say that he couldn't tell the difference at all.

Curiosity towards the unknown and worship of power drove him to put his hand into the glove, and suddenly the glove seemed to have been planned for a long time, quickly sticking to Wang Man's hands.

A faint light flashed, and it was firmly in Wang Man's hands!

Restraint, a very numb sense of restraint spread along the arms to Wang Man's nerve veins. Almost at the same time, the purple energy in the body's inner palace consciously rushed out to make first contact with the incoming green awn; the powerful sinful aura of the green awn There was a fierce fight with Ziqi, and finally he was completely assimilated by the regular breath in Wang Man's body.

Ziqi lingered around his arms and poured into his palms, and Wang Man found that the gloves had been perfectly fitted in his hands.

With a ding, Linglong's heart trembled, and Wang Man's thoughts quickly focused on the glove of the divine weapon.

"Hill Cracking Blood Fist! It is the melee artifact of the hill lord Torrud!"

"Ah? Artifact!!!" Wang Man was almost stunned, and at the same time felt strange that Linglong Heart had the function of distinguishing treasures.

Wang Man didn't know that it was Ling Tian's ancestor who intentionally passed Linglong Heart's split rune through Wang Man's brain. Fit, this is a function of Ling Tian's exclusive treasure.

At this time, Wang Man is equivalent to having a treasure trove of information that ordinary people cannot touch, and a storage space with a large scale, and it still has a high-level password and heart identification!It's just that Wang Man is still in the dark about these functions.

Since I can't find the technique to open Linglong's heart, it's okay to ask some doubts in my heart.

With a burst of thought, Wang Man conducted a detailed search on the overall effect and origin of this trap.

At this time, a series of answers flooded into my mind: Hill Cracking Blood Gauntlet, a low-level artifact, owned by the hill lord Torrud, has been reduced to a medium-level spiritual weapon after thousands of years.

Wang Man's search for the heart gave birth to a particularly tasteless feeling. He searched many times in a row, and the answers were almost exactly the same. Since it was dropped into a spiritual weapon for a thousand years, it must be the result of the great war.

Thinking of this, he quickly fed back the information of the Millennium War in his mind. His heart was filled with thoughts, and after a rush of energy washed away, there was no answer!

The curiosity of the Millennium War has surpassed Wang Man's sense of urgency for all things at this time. He searched again and again, but there was no news at all. He had to think that when the search was successful, a message that made him vomit blood came out of his mind.

"Your greed is a bit like when the old man was young! A child can be taught, but the mausoleum of Emperor Shengwu has ten breaths left to collapse!"

"Um, ancestor..." Needless to say, this is also the soul reminder left by Ling Tian's ancestor, and it is also a warning from the last wave of soul power. What is worth feeling is that Ling Tian seems to have known that Wang Man will not be here again Leaving easily, these final words can be said to have hurt Wang Man's face!

Wang Man, who felt like a thief, swiftly buried the eight corpses collectively, estimated the time, and jumped out of this majestic palace.

The collapse of Wu Sheng's tomb must not be weak. When Wang Man jumped out of the palace and ran all the way past the large group of tombs of the strong, there was a loud rumbling sound from behind, and the sound shook the entire barrier of the cave.

Wang Man turned around and stood staring at the dark corner. The two gates of the palace disappeared in the ruins. Behind Wang Man was the hot lava vertical stone, and the scorching flames gathered in the sea of ​​​​fire on the ground.

The coolness in the front and the heat in the back made his whole heart go crazy with an extreme hallucination.

This is a whole barrier, and the one that seals Ling Tian's ancestor is only the strongest and largest tomb. As for the existences outside that have long lost their souls, they don't need to be destroyed to maintain balance.

The collapsed Saint Martial Palace did not reveal a single opening, maybe this is the same as Ling Tian's ancestor said, Wang Man had to go back the same way.

Looking back at the sea of ​​flames behind him, Wang Man's mind once again swept across the landscape here; the sea of ​​mountains, rivers and seas of fire, cold and dry, and the balance between freezing point and fire point have become the unique and sacred and solemn focus of this place!

Carefully passing through the flame stone forest hanging downward, Wang Man returned to the dry beach full of golden sand and cold wind when he came in.