Super Golden Eye

For many years, no one has ever been able to come to the core area of ​​the Saint Ancestor Treasure, this time, they have finally arrived!

"correct."

Fang Yang grinned and said: "This is definitely the core area of ​​the Saint Ancestor Treasure! It's just that there is no danger in it, it's not known."

"There is certainly danger!"

Lu Ping took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "That guy came in early, do we want to catch up?"

"Don't worry."

Fang Yang shook his head slightly and said, "The most dangerous place is in the tomb. Even if he is a member of the saint clan, he can't control the organs in the tomb. We can let him play forward first!"

"Wait until he has almost cracked the mechanism, and then catch up!"

"That's true."

Lu Ping nodded.

At this moment, Jiang Huawen, Jiang Bochu and others woke up slowly.

Xiaoyue also regained consciousness. However, the awakened Xiaoyue did not know what she had sensed, so she whispered abruptly.

"Huh? Xiaoyue, what's the matter?"

Fang Yang hurried over and stroked Xiaoyue's head, but the message that Xiaoyue passed to him didn't know the reason.

When Xiaoyue whimpered in a low voice, everyone woke up.

As soon as they saw the surrounding objects, everyone was surprised, but frightened by Fang Yang and Lu Ping, no one dared to go up.

After Jiang Huawen woke up, he noticed the seriousness of his injuries, and he didn't dare to drag it any longer, so he hurriedly adjusted his breath with his legs crossed.

Jiang Bochu took out a pill and fed it to Jiang Huawen.

In a short while, Jiang Huawen's face has already recovered a lot.

After a while, Fang Yang and Lu Ping estimated the time, and Fang Yang handed Xiaoyue to Xin Lan and let Xin Lan take care of it for a while.

She said she was letting Xin Lan look after, but it was actually to protect Xin Lan.

After all, there are members of the Dark Wings here.

After everything was instructed, Fang Yang and Lu Ping walked along the path of Mingdian towards the side door.

Pushing open the door, what greeted you was a long passage.

The two felt for a moment and determined that there was no danger before they stepped in resolutely.

Looking around, there are many murals painted on the stone walls on both sides of the passage.

The murals were brightly colored and extremely gorgeous, and for a while, the two couldn't help but look at them more.

On the mural, all paintings are the pictures of the saint ancestor who fought in the South and the North. At that time, the saint ancestor was wise and savvy and extraordinary.

It's just a pity that he has already turned into a smear of loess now.

"It's a pity, if this holy ancestor can live for a while, maybe he can really dominate the world!"

Lu Ping sighed.

"But he is still human after all and can't live forever!"

Fang Yang said in a deep voice, "What are you here for? Just like them, are you pursuing longevity?"

"Do not."

Lu Ping shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "My purpose, you will understand later."

"What I'm after is not a vain longevity!"

"If you are really here for longevity, you will almost certainly be disappointed."

Fang Yang nodded and said, "It's not that good."

"You are so sure, there is no secret about longevity in the treasure of the ancestor?"

Lu Ping looked at Fang Yang suspiciously.

Countless people believe that there is the secret of longevity in the treasure of the holy ancestor. Why doesn't Fang Yang believe it?

"..."

Fang Yang glanced at Lu Ping and said softly: "If there is really a longevity technique, why doesn't he use it himself?"

Hearing that, Lu Ping was stunned, yes, if there is a real longevity, would the saints themselves use it?

"Huh...Fortunately, I didn't come for longevity!"

Lu Ping sighed, and subconsciously, Lu Ping had already believed Fang Yang's words.

"Let's go, go to the sleeping hall and have a look!"

Fang Yang urged Lu Ping to move forward. However, when the two of them had just turned around and were about to move forward, they suddenly remembered a crisp sound of golden iron in their ears.

"Om!"

The two felt their heads suddenly faint, and the next moment, when they opened their eyes again, they saw a flood of iron knights!

"kill!"

With a deafening voice roaring, countless soldiers fought **** battles, and in an instant, the hearts of both of them were filled with that heroic killing.

In the eyes of the two of them, the expressions gradually filled with blood.

"boom!"

The iron knights are like blades, galloping, Fang Yang and Lu Ping, like two generals, lead tens of thousands of iron knights, coming and going among the thousands of troops, fighting hard.

In front of them, there was a silver-white torrent, and one person holding a sharp machete suddenly greeted them.

If Fang Yang and Lu Ping were still aware, they would definitely be able to see that the figure was the ancestor on the previous mural, but unfortunately, they couldn't see anything now.

They were already immersed in endless killings, fighting with the enemy army.

In the beginning, relying on the advantage of the large number of people, their two armies were still very strong, but as time passed, their power became weaker and weaker. On the contrary, the silver-white torrent grew stronger and stronger. stand up.

At the same time, the saint ancestor was also wielding a weapon and gradually approached Fang Yang and Lu Ping.

This holy ancestor, like a wild beast preparing to hunt for food, had extremely strong patience, step by step approached Fang Yang and Fang Yang, slowly showing his fangs.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Fang Yang and Lu Ping were already covered in blood, exhausted, and their eyes were full of fatigue.

But even so, they are still obsessed with the killing, unable to wake up.

As their power became weaker and weaker, the holy ancestor finally appeared in front of them head-on, with a hideous face, waving the blade at extremely fast speed.

However, just when the blade was about to slash Fang Yang's body, Fang Yang felt something was wrong.

What's the matter, isn't it standing in the passage? How could you suddenly fall into the battlefield?

"call out!"

However, Fang Yang woke up too late. Just when he woke up, he saw a machete falling towards him, his face turned pale.

As soon as his eyes turned, Fang Yang immediately mobilized the power of Feng Shui to explode at the very moment of his death. At the same time, the golden eyes used.

Under the influence of Goldeneye, Fang Yang saw through all the falsehood, and what appeared in front of him was a mural.

It's just that the original picture in the mural has changed a bit.

Originally, in front of Fang Yang and Lu Ping, there were some ordinary knights, but now, in front of them, there was a portrait of Saint Ancestor!

"No, there is a problem with these murals!"

Fang Yang's face changed slightly, and he quickly turned around. Lu Ping's eyes were slightly closed, his face was pale, his breathing was extremely rapid, and he suddenly became nervous.

As soon as his eyes rolled, Fang Yang kept shaking Lu Ping's body. However, no matter how much he shook, Lu Ping couldn't wake up at all. Not only that, the blood on his face became paler.

"not good."

After gritting his teeth, Fang Yang waved his hand abruptly and slapped Lu Ping's face with a slap.

"Ouch!"

With this slap, Fang Yang used all his strength, Lu Ping suddenly woke up and wailed.

"Huh...huh!"

After waking up, Lu Ping did not feel the pain, but took a few deep breaths, a look of horror on his face.

"very scary!"

As he said, Lu Ping turned his head to look at the mural, and when he noticed that the content of the mural in front of him had changed, his face suddenly turned pale!