Reborn Saint System

Chapter 132 Magical Instruments
Strong energy fluctuations came out from the stone room in waves. Ye Zitian and the others felt the fluctuations and couldn't help but get a little excited.

Han Feng took a deep breath, calmed down the heat in his heart, and then looked at the few people who were still attacking Shimen, showing a thoughtful look.

"Mr. Hong, how can this restriction be broken?" Han Feng asked in his heart. He could only place his hopes on Mr. Hong regarding these questions that he didn't understand.

"There are two ways. One is to know the technique and break the restriction; but to break it with brute force. Although the restriction can resist attacks occasionally, its strength is limited. As long as your attack exceeds the limit of the restriction, the restriction will be broken." Naturally shattered." Hong Lao explained.

"What kind of strength is needed to break open with brute force?" Han Feng asked again, and while asking, he was also evaluating his cards.

"The cultivation base of the attacker must at least be higher than that of the person who set up the restriction to be able to break through." Hong Lao's answer made Han Feng smile bitterly, and completely gave up his plan to forcibly break the restriction.

Restrictions can only be placed at least at the Jindan Stage or above. According to this statement, even if all the people who participated in the Hundred Nations Hegemony are gathered together, no one can be found who can forcibly break the restrictions.

"Maybe you can try it with the secondary soul." Old Hong said hesitantly: "Some restrictions can defend the soul, but some can't. You should try it!"

"I'll give it a try." Han Feng nodded, and with a thought, the secondary soul left his body and floated towards Shimen.

The soul can be virtual or real.When it is empty, it is like air, invisible and invisible to the naked eye; when it is solid, it is like frosted glass, translucent but real.

After such a long time of cultivation, Han Feng's secondary soul is already as big as a newborn baby, and is now in an invisible state, slowly moving towards the Shimen.

The secondary soul slowly approached, slowly approached until the secondary soul stuck to the stone gate, and there was no reaction to the restriction. Seeing this, Han Feng simply became cruel, and the secondary soul directly began to infiltrate into the stone gate.

If someone can see it, they will find that the secondary soul at this moment, like water seeping into the sand, is constantly penetrating into the stone gate, and then slowly gathers on the other side of the stone gate, forming a baby-sized ghost again. Humanoid appearance.

And through the secondary soul, Han Feng also saw what was inside the stone room.

The stone room is not big, only about ten square meters in size. The whole stone room is empty, except for a spear-like weapon stuck on the ground.

The whole body of the spear is golden, and it is made of unknown materials. There are countless large and small patterns engraved on the body of the spear, and the waves of powerful energy fluctuations are continuously emitted from this spear.

"A magic weapon!" Han Feng exclaimed in his heart. Although this was the first time he saw it, he still recognized the spear as a magic weapon at a glance.

Seeing this, Han Feng smiled slightly, and said to Ye Zitian, who was the only one with a gun among them: "You are lucky, there is a magic weapon spear inside."

Ye Zitian was taken aback for a moment, and then he was overjoyed, the magic weapon is a level higher than the ordinary weapon, even the lowest magic weapon can easily cut off the top-grade mortal weapon, with this magic weapon spear, His combat power can be increased by at least [-]%.

The other people were also slightly taken aback, they didn't understand, Han Feng just stood there for a while, how could he know what was inside, but they were already used to the various magic of Han Feng, so they didn't ask Han Feng How do you know.

After a while, the few people who bombarded Shimen saw that there was no result, and finally left unwillingly.

Seeing those people walking away, Han Feng smiled slightly, and let the secondary soul break the restriction from the stone room, and the stone door opened in response.

A fortress is always easy to break through from the inside. For a reason, the same is true for restrictions. Even the people who set up the restrictions at the beginning could not have imagined that Han Feng would have such a means.

Ye Zitian looked at the open stone gate, feeling like he was in a dream. Those people bombarded the stone gate without any response for a long time, but it opened inexplicably, and he opened it by himself. It's a little mysterious.

"Go, go in and have a look!" Following Han Feng's greeting, several people walked into the stone room, and even saw the golden spear stuck on the ground.

"Hehe, is this a Magical Artifact? It really looks extraordinary, Zitian, your luck is really good." Feng Wuji said with a smile, his eyes were a little envious, they all know the preciousness of Magical Artifacts, that is The weapon of their dreams.

Ye Zitian stared at the golden spear, the heat in his eyes was enough to melt gold and iron. With this magic weapon spear, even if there is no harvest in this ancient ruins, his trip is worthwhile.

"If you like it, just accept it quickly! Someone should grab it later."

Looking at Ye Zitian's appearance, Han Feng jokingly reminded him that he understood Ye Zitian's mood, and Ye Zitian was blindsided by this sudden surprise.

"The stone gate we opened with great difficulty, you want to take the treasures inside, but what you think is very beautiful!"

Just as Han Feng's words fell, and Ye Zitian was about to pick up the spear, a slightly dissatisfied voice suddenly sounded at the door of the stone room.

"Shh!"

The sudden sound caused Dequ Xiugu and the others to turn around in an instant, and looked outside the stone room with wary eyes.

However, four figures were standing outside the stone room. They were the same people who bombarded the stone gate to no avail before and then left. At this moment, these people lined up side by side, blocking the stone gate and completely blocking their way out.

With a trace of disdain on his face, one of them said coldly, "Give me the spear, and I won't kill you."

Qu Xiugu and the others looked at the four people at the door of the stone room, then blinked their eyes with an expression of indifference.

Of these four people, one was born at level eight, one was born at level seven, and two were born at level six. For Han Feng, there was no pressure at all, and they didn't even have to worry about it.

"Take the gun and confess with blood." After Han Feng finished speaking, he moved his footsteps and stood in front of Shimen, looking coldly at the four people outside: "Get out now, and you can still save your life."

"When did you start, with your strength, you dare to be arrogant in this ancient ruins." The eighth-level innate person smiled coldly, "If you don't know the sky eye, let me tell you, I am an eighth-level innate, we The few people with the lowest strength are equal to you, you should hand them over obediently!"

These few people are not worried at all about the recognition of the owner of the spear and the recognition of the magic weapon. As long as the original owner is killed, it will naturally become an ownerless thing and can be recognized again.

However, Ye Zitian ignored their words, immediately pulled the spear from the ground without hesitation, cut his fingertips, and confessed with blood.

"You guys are looking for death, so you can't blame us." A stern look flashed across the face of the innate eighth-level cultivator. The magic weapon has already recognized its owner, and it is impossible to recognize its owner without killing the original owner.

As soon as the words fell, the eighth-level innate cultivator moved and rushed directly to Han Feng who was blocking the door. In his opinion, a sixth-level innate cultivator could be dealt with easily.

Seeing this scene, Qu Xiugu and the others looked at the innate eighth-level cultivator indifferently, and a trace of pity flashed in their eyes. The fate of these guys is already doomed.

Standing in the air, the innate eighth-level cultivator keenly caught the eyes of Qu Xiugu and the others, and couldn't help being stunned. What kind of eyes are they, why are they not worried at all?A wave of scorned anger welled up spontaneously, and the attack couldn't help but be a little more vigorous.

"die!"

A trace of tyranny flashed across Han Feng's face. These people robbed treasures and said so high-soundingly, they deserved to die.Without hesitation, he directly slashed out with a sword. This sword was extremely simple, there was no move, it was just a random slash without even using his true energy, it was just such a flat sword.

"Haha, boy, I'm going to die with just such an attack..." The cultivator of the eighth level of congenitally laughed triumphantly, but before he finished speaking, he felt a great pain from his soul. The body can't help but stagnate.

In the next second, the sword light flashed, and a line of blood appeared on his neck. What he wanted to say, he couldn't say anymore.

The moment his consciousness dissipated, he finally understood why those people had pity in their eyes, because they knew the result long ago.

Sealing his throat with a sword, Han Feng's figure moved rapidly, and he stepped on the snow and cloud step, his body turned into a wisp of green smoke, and floated straight towards the three people outside the stone room.

Outside the stone room, the other three stood lazily, waiting for the end of the battle in the stone room. In their opinion, only the innate eighth-level cultivator alone was enough to deal with Han Feng and his party.

But in the next second, they saw that their confident companion fell to the ground unexpectedly, and then a figure flew towards them.

The few people were startled, and they didn't care about the shock, and directly used their moves to bombard the flying figure, but they all had the idea of ​​retreating in their hearts. Even the eighth-level congenitals are not this person's opponent, and they certainly can't be the opponent. The opponent only hoped that the three of them could take this move with their combined efforts, and then scattered and fled.

However, the idea is beautiful, but the reality is too cruel.

Just when the three of them were halfway through the attack, the bodies of the three of them froze in unison, and then a flash of sword light without fancy flashed away.

"Bang bang bang!"

When the sound of falling to the ground came three times, Han Feng had already retracted his sword, turned around, and walked back into the stone room.

At this time, Ye Zitian's long spear had just recognized its owner.

"Let's go, there should be other treasures in the depths, let's strive for everyone's harvest." Looking at the empty stone room, Han Feng turned around and led a few people to go deeper.

It's just that they were stopped by one person just after they walked out of the stone room.

The man coldly swept the corpses at the door of the stone room, and asked Han Feng and the others, "Who were you who killed those people?"

Looking at this guy wearing the same clothes as those few people, Han Feng frowned slightly, this trouble is coming again...

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