Supreme Master In City

The people at the foot of the mountain were so scared by Long Wei's action that they didn't even dare to breathe.

The white tiger and barefoot saints are also in a state of suspense, and their minds turn sharply. Does this dragon power and the flame saints want to eat the ancient relics alone?

Otherwise, why did the flame Saint willingly let Longwei in when he heard his name, and even warned them not to provoke Longwei?

The three of them can't share the things in the ruins, let alone add a dragon power. Why should they share them?

Naturally, they didn't know that after the ancient ruins appeared, the boundary on Heiyu island had disappeared, and Longwei had reestablished contact with the rosefinch in the sky.

As long as the three of them dare to say no, longweisi doesn't mind letting rosefinch rip them up.

The flame saint is proficient in fire control. He must have felt the scorching breath of rosefinch just now, so he is afraid of Longwei.

"If you don't mind." Long Wei no longer cares about these three people, carrying the still unconscious wind chime, directly over the stunned white tiger saint, they stride into the ruins.

Seeing this, the flame Saint winked at the other two men, and then followed them.

Although the white tiger and barefoot saints were not happy, they did not dare to attack rashly when they were not sure about the details of Longwei. After all, the momentum of the white tiger saints' all-out attack just now did not affect Longwei at all. It must be that this man's strength is not inferior to them. Once he starts, he will lose both sides.

"Just go in!" The two men followed in.

When they came to the front of the hall, Long Wei, the leader, pushed the heavy door open.

"That's it!" At the moment when the door of the hall opened, both the three saints behind and Longwei himself were shocked.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

The drums of the first World War were loud and enlightening.

Then thousands of troops burst out from the depths of the hall, "boom!"

Gold and iron horse, stepping through mountains and rivers, gas swallow thousands of miles like a tiger!

"Poof!" Although the three saints in the back were superb in martial arts, they couldn't bear such a severe impact for a moment. They were all shocked and spat blood, and their arrogant momentum suddenly subsided.

"What is this?" How could there be an ancient army in the hall?

Although the palace is big, it is impossible to accommodate thousands of troops!

These three people are shocked, only Long Wei is still calm, at this time his face is dignified, toward the impact of thousands of troops and horses break to drink, "broken!"

At the same time, Longwei people's bloody murderous spirit burst out from the body without reservation.

People in the distance naturally can't see the abnormality of Longwei, but the three saints who are close to Longwei can see it very clearly.

"Hiss!" The three of them took a cool breath, because they were shocked to find that there were countless corpses and blood all over Longwei's body!

From the ancient ruins of the impact of the golden iron horse, in the collision with Longwei's corpse mountain blood sea at the same time, even quietly instantly dissipated, "Shua!"

Everything was calm again, as if nothing had happened.

"It's impossible!" The white tiger Saint behind him was stunned. Who is the holy man in front of him?

Just now Long Wei showed his hand, and he didn't know how many times better than them.

And although those corpses are just some illusions, it gives people a very clear feeling and makes people feel creepy.

This is the murderous gas that Longwei has accumulated over the years. Naturally, these people can't match it.

Even the white tiger saint, who has always been known for being cruel and murderous, is still shivering in front of Longwei.

If they were afraid of Longwei just because of the words of the flame saint, now they really dare not underestimate this man.

"Deng Deng Deng!" At this time, Longwei has stepped into the hall.

The three saints behind each other looked at each other and immediately followed.

In the middle of the hall, there is a wooden table with a volume of ancient books on it.

On the left side of the wooden table is a weapon rack, on which stands a long gun.

There is a two meter high mud platform on the right. I don't know what it is for.

This is all the things in the ruins. It's surprisingly simple.

The three saints, white tiger, barefoot and flame, exchanged their eyes and saw each other's thoughts.

There are three things in the ruins. If there are only three of them, it will be one for each person. But now there is an extra dragon Wei, but the boy's strength is far from the bottom. How can we distribute it?

Although all three of them have their own thoughts, no one dares to act rashly.

They all know that Longwei has to take at least one of these three things, and the rest will be chosen by them.

Long Wei hesitated for a moment and went to the wooden square table in the middle. Compared with the other two things, Long Wei was more interested in this ancient book.White tiger, barefoot, flame three people see this, almost in Longwei toward the ancient books at the same time, three people rushed toward the gun.

Naturally, they want to get this magic weapon more than the clay platform that they don't know what it is for.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Just as they reached out to grab the barrel of the gun, a huge rebound force suddenly came. Before the three holy men of Luocha touched the barrel of the gun, they were blown away by the powerful force, and then fell to the ground.

"Eh!" Three people all send out a burst of scream, feel the whole body of Qi and blood all heave up.

Long Wei frowned slightly. Can the things in the ruins recognize the master?

Shaking his head, Long Wei ignored the three of them and went directly to the wooden table in the hall. Looking at the ancient book, he saw three ancient seal characters written on the cover: "Bing Xian CE!"

"Soldier fairy?" Long Wei's brow slightly wrinkled. Is he the most famous general in Chinese history?

Long Wei shakes his head. He really doesn't understand what happened to this relic. After thinking about it, Long Wei reaches for the ancient books on the table.

However, when Long Wei's hand was about to touch the ancient books, he suddenly realized that a strong force was surrounding the ancient books, like an invisible air wall.

Long Wei's hand is only one centimeter away from the ancient book, but it is just one centimeter away, which is as difficult as a natural moat.

"Since it's a military immortal's object, must it be approved by the military immortal before it can be used?" Long Wei's heart seems to understand the mystery.

If you want to get the inheritance of Bing Xian, you must first be the descendants of China, and then you must have the courage and mind to command thousands of troops.

It's just Longwei's guess, whether it's effective or not can only be a try!!!