NOVEL NEXT Chapter 505 Asking for Iron Pieces
Tang San nodded, he and the Demon Swallowing Dragon had the same idea, so he summoned the Nine Yuan Golden Ling and placed it in front of him, his eyes flickered slightly, he stretched out his fingers to pinch the third golden Ling, and said: "This Zhijin Ling has a 'collapse' effect. If a Huitong realm warrior is shot, his body will collapse within three breaths. Even a strong man in the True Yuan realm cannot ignore its powerful effect."
After saying that, Tang San's fingers holding the Jin Ling shone with spiritual light. With a slight shake, the Jin Ling shot out instantly, shooting towards the blood-colored rhombus that slowly broke through the restraint.
As soon as Jin Ling came into contact with the rhombus crystal, dots of golden light were emitted. After a few breaths, a "click" sound was heard, and cracks appeared on the rhombus crystal, and then the cracks became denser and denser until it completely exploded.
Jin Ling didn't stop penetrating through the rhombus, and shot in with a "whoosh" sound.
In the Phantom Blood Snake's body, the Phantom Blood Snake had already been severely injured, and the impact of the shattered rhombus crystals on it was even more serious. How could it withstand this golden feather with a "collapse" effect? After whimpering in mid-air, The body turned into blood foam and exploded.
"Dead...dead."
"Amazing, he actually killed such a spiritual beast, he is truly a proud son!"
The warriors rubbed their eyes to make sure they were not dreaming. When they looked at Tang San again, they all felt admiration in their hearts.
Hai Ling looked at Tang San and showed a smile. This young man finally succeeded.
Above the blood sea, a red thing fell from the shattered body of the Phantom Blood Snake. Tang San grabbed it with quick hands and put it into his bag. The Demon-Swallowing Dragon arrived in time to catch Tang San. He was not angry. Said: "You are looking for death. If I were one step slower, you would have fallen."
As soon as the Demon-Swallowing Dragon finished speaking, Tang San lay on top of it and whispered: "This is a good thing. I'll show it to you when I get back. It will definitely be helpful to you."
Tang San's words made the Demon-Devouring Dragon slightly startled, and felt a little relieved in its heart. It swung its body and landed in front of the soul-eating dagger, and said: "Take it away quickly. Now I still have some strength to take you back. If it’s too late, you’ll have to go down and take a bloody bath.”
Tang San nodded and reached out to grab the soul-devouring dagger. A cold feeling came from the dagger, shocking Tang San's spirit.
Tang San put the dagger into the Qiankun Bag, and then the Demon-Swallowing Dragon took him back to the Blood Sea. Before Tang San could say anything, the Demon-Swallowing Dragon turned into a black light and flew into the white jade flute.
At the same time, a voice came from the white jade flute: "I am tired. I have to retreat recently. If anything happens, just ask that stupid cat or that soul to come out and help you. I will go to bed first."
After the Demon-Swallowing Dragon finished speaking, he fell into a state of silence. Tang San could only smile bitterly. In order to help him this time, the Demon-Swallowing Dragon had to pay the price in blood. It would be difficult to recover within a month or two.
Seeing Tang San return, there was silence beside the Blood Sea. The warriors stared at Tang San with greed in their eyes, and at the same time they could not conceal their fear. Although Tang San carried a heaven-level spiritual weapon, how many people dared to confront him? What if he takes action?
Tang San walked to Ye Ye, glanced at him, and said softly: There are many people here and it is easy to be stared at. When we get out of this valley, I will give you the Soul-Eating Dagger. "
Yeye understood Tang San's words very well. These warriors were so evil that they would only be safe if they put things on Tang San, who had already established himself in power.
At this time, Wei Wuliang walked past Tang San with a sullen face, gritted his teeth and said: "The heaven-level spiritual weapon is a good thing, you have to keep it properly."
Tang San ignored Wei Wuliang with an indifferent expression. He walked to Hai Ling and said with a smile: "I got the thing."
Hai Ling looked at Tang San with a puzzled face. She couldn't understand where Tang San's endless methods came from.
If he doesn't die after falling into the lava, the black cat he carries with him can kill the entire disciples of the Lingxiao Sect. He can fight against Gui Tong and Chen Lan alone, and he can also kill the phantom blood snake at the most dangerous moment and obtain the soul-eating dagger. , these things happened to Tang San alone at the same time, which was really hard for her to accept.
In the end, she could only be confused
He nodded and said: "Congratulations."
Then she turned around, looked at the stone gate on the sea of blood, and said: "The next thing is this supreme creation. I don't know who is destined to get it."
When she finished speaking, the palm of the old man in sackcloth in the sea of blood shook violently, picked up the bamboo pole, pointed at the stone door and said: "Those who hold the key can enter this door. The more keys, the greater the fortune."
Old Man Mai's words not only stirred up the tide of the Blood Sea, but also shocked the warriors at the Blood Sea.
Tang San called out two simple iron pieces and rubbed them with his palms. The iron pieces were filled with a warm atmosphere, but Tang San's eyes narrowed slightly to stare at the stone door.
The four clearly visible grooves on the stone door are the keyholes, and the iron piece in Tang San's hand is the key.
"The more keys you have, the more fortune you will have. The premise of this sentence is to open the stone door first. If the four iron pieces are not aligned, you will not be able to enter the stone door."
Suddenly, Tang San seemed to feel something. He looked down at the iron piece in his palm, and saw that the iron piece was flashing with light, as if it was guiding him.
Tang San's eyes fell on Hai Ling, and coincidentally Hai Ling was also looking at him. The two were slightly shocked, then each looked at the iron piece in their hands, then looked up at each other and smiled.
The third iron piece also had its owner, so that was the last one left. Tang San followed the light from the iron piece and cast his gaze into the crowd. Then he raised his head slightly and looked into the void. In the void, there seemed to be a pair of Eyes were always staring at him, which made Tang San feel very uncomfortable. He didn't like being stared at in the dark.
"Come out, I know you have the key."
After Tang San finished speaking, the warriors turned around one after another and cast their gazes in the direction Tang San was targeting.
There are faint fluctuations of spiritual energy in the void, and a figure is looming.
When he appeared, everyone was surprised.
"When has there been a person hiding here and I didn't feel it at all?"
"You must have used some method, otherwise it would be impossible to hide your aura so perfectly!"
Everyone looked at the figure appearing in the void and speculated that the man was standing in mid-air, looking at the people below with a playful expression. Then he raised his eyes intentionally or unintentionally, looking down at Tang San.
"My name is Yue Feng. Now I am very interested in the iron piece in your hand. Why don't you give it to me?"
Yue Feng had a handsome face and took a step in the air with extraordinary momentum. He stretched out a palm and asked Tang San for the iron piece.
A solemn look flashed in Tang San's eyes. He sensed that Yue Feng had reached the sixth level of the Huitong Realm, but judging from his age, he was definitely no more than twenty-five years old. With such a talent, he could be called a proud man.