Imperial Legend of the Ghosts

There should be a pair of bronze bronze mirrors. Guan Heng touched behind the corpse at this time and immediately found another bronze bronze mirror. At a glance, he suddenly realized. There is a fist gravure on the goggles behind Zhu Guo. This is the trace of being hit by Ago ’s fist punch, but the gravure is not deep.

"It looks like this bronze mirror has a good defense. It can block the fist of black gas. How can ordinary gadgets do it?"

Now that he's seen something good, Guan Heng is of course politely poking into his arms, but the next moment, something suddenly rolled out of the corpse's placket: "Patter."

"This is ... the key ?!" While picking up this thing, Guan Heng ’s own pit was a few dozen feet away from the ground. The position above his head became very small. If Guan Heng had a rope, he could let The six ghosts took him to find a tree to tie up and climbed up, but unfortunately, he had no rope on him.

"Abominable, this old guy will still show me when he is dying."

Guan Heng held the key at this moment, kicked away the corpse, but in such a time, he suddenly saw a faint flashing thing in front of him, so he exclaimed: "Come, come here! Illuminate me with your soul shadow, it's too dark here. "

"唰 ——" The big ghost who heard the words suddenly floated over, a group of soul shadows shrank into a walnut size and shone brightly, and the hall in front of him brightened a lot.

"Slap!" Guan Heng reached out and felt what the other person was like: "Ha, it's made of pure copper, and there is a handle on it, it should be a door."

"Wowa ..." He tapped the key on his hand and closed his mouth and said, "The old guy can set a trap here to ambush others, and he must be familiar with the environment. It seems that this place may be his secret nest."

Seeing that there was a keyhole on the copper door, Guan Heng held the key and hesitated without hesitation: "Try to open it."

"Cuck it, creak ... Dangdang!" The Tongmen seemed to respond to Guan Heng's expectations, and immediately opened slowly. Guan Heng smiled slightly and walked in.

"Furnace, hammer tongs, bellows ... all kinds of casting tools ..." Guan Heng turned around in the room behind the copper door at this time, and found another door in the back. Bacheng is leading to the top. Since there is a way Yes, he didn't leave in a hurry, so he searched in this room.

"Have it." After a few breaths, Guan Heng found a wall on the left side of the room, which was carved with all kinds of text and graphics. Those things were like a person recording something alone.

"Let's see what the text says first." Guan Hengyan flicked his fingers, and the six group souls gathered together like a big lantern, lighting up the entire wall, and let him see it immediately. Nothing left.

"Twenty years of grievances ... pain ... unforgettable ?!" Guan Heng whispered when he saw these words: "Oh, the words carved on the stone wall are much deeper than other marks before the Ming Dynasty. It shows how much resentment this person has in his heart when he is lettering. "

Staring at the words on the stone wall, Guan Heng read them one by one, and learned that a man named "Zhu Guo" and the Songshui Weishui tribe had all kinds of grudges.

Twenty years ago, King Chong appeared a great talented caster. Before he was thirty, he had gained a lot of fame and reputation, and that person was Zhu Guo.

Zhu Guo was a master without a teacher. He was good at casting all the armor equipment. Because of his superb skills, he was named the royal caster by the Chongguo Communist Party at that time. At a young age, he got everything he wanted. But the nightmare began at this time.

Speaking of the world-famous armor casters, the Songguoshan Weishui tribe is naturally well-known for many years, but the young and vigorous Zhu Guo, who has just become a master caster, refuses to accept each other, so he made a long journey to Songguo Mountain in northern Chongguo Compete with each other's best founder.

Who knows, as soon as I reached the foot of the Songguo Mountain, I was stopped by someone. It was a teenager who claimed to be called-Bi Wuxin.

Bi Wuxin didn't know where he heard the history of Zhu Guo. He was waiting here for the other party. He also planned to compare with him.

The other party was just a teenage boy. Zhu Guo didn't take him seriously. At this time, Zhu Guo wanted to go to the Weishui tribe village and compare them with the strongest one.

But this unintentional just ridiculed and irritated Zhu Guo constantly, claiming that the other party was simply not qualified to step into the Songguo Mountain halfway, and if he did not compete with himself, he had to get out of the air immediately.

The unbearable Zhu Guo immediately furiously moved his hands and pulled out his long sword to kill the other party. It stands to reason that Zhu Guo was already a strong person in the red realm, and it was impossible to beat a child. Although he was also unconscious, he also entered the light red realm, but After all, there is a clear gap between the two sides.

Unexpectedly, by comparison, Zhu Guo's sword was immediately cut into several pieces, but it was his carefully crafted sword, which immediately surprised Zhu Guo.

The sword pointed against Zhu Guo's neck and subdued him. Bi Wuxin claimed that the sword in his palm was cast by himself, not only of ordinary materials, but also for more than ten days.

After hearing this, Zhu Guo was shocked and hated. With a little disbelief, he decided to compare the child with the child. The two found a waste house under the mountain, built a brick for a furnace. Within ten days, they kept casting ten. New mouth sword.

Do not look at Bi Wuxin's young age, but the power is extremely amazing, the last sword even Zhu Guo released half an hour early.

After the two men completed the sword-making, they took a night off and officially started fighting swords on the eleventh day.

What Zhu Guo never expected was that all the swords he had cast were cut off on the spot by Bi Wuxin's sword, and he was defeated.

After the test, Bi laughed heartily, laughed at Zhu Guo with ridicule, and then went away.

Zhu Guo was originally ambitious. When he came to Songguo Mountain, he wanted to compete with the Weishui tribe. He did not expect that even a small doll of ten years old could not match him. This guy was so mad that he vomited a few mouthfuls of blood. A game.

After this battle, Zhu Guo lost his soul and almost fell into a state of madness, and the root cause of his demon was that he had no intention and would never return to the capital of Chong King to wander everywhere, continuously casting the armor armor and honing skills. Finally, Five years later, in the ancient territory of Yuyu, he met again with no intention.

The two did not agree with each other, and again competed in the downtown foundry workshop. This time, the title of the competition was that the two sides cast their blades and armor at the same time, and finally cut and defended each other to see who can persist to the end. .

As a result, Zhu Guo was defeated again. His nine-foot giant blade slashed the opponent's armor more than a hundred times without any injuries. Instead, he shattered the blade and smashed his blood.

And Bi Wuxin just shoveled Zhu Guo's thick copper armor casually with a newly-cast short blade, and even cut his whole clothes without hurting a trace of flesh. He was once again severely humiliated in front of the audience It's Zhu Guo.

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