Doomsday Rise

After Liu Wei'an entered the stalagmite array, he couldn't hold it anymore, sitting on the ground with his buttocks, sweating like sweat. Chen Yuanwen Wenxue Xue? The net only felt that the strength to lift a finger was gone.

The bow is a good bow, platinum top grade, the best weapon he has ever seen. But the weapon is good, and he must have the strength to deserve it. He exhausted all his strength to open the bow for two points. On these two points, enough to kill the gold-level master, we can see the power of platinum weapons.

He opened the bow nine times back and forth, exhausting all his strength. If Zhang Yangjin took the action at that time, he could only escape. Zhang Yangjin's departure gave him the opportunity to turn things around.

The prohibition of the valley is not actually a weapon of sacrifice, but a weapon of sacrifice, which detonates the power of these weapons in a matrix method and causes damage to the target.

This formation is extremely mysterious. If Liu Wei'an had not experienced a stalagmite formation, he would definitely not see anything strange. The trip to the stalagmite array opened another door for his runes, the door of the formation method. With the combination of a few simple runes on the runes, he simply realized the true meaning of the formation method. If only this, for He still had no choice but to sacrifice the formation method in the valley. The most important thing is his consciousness. The powerful consciousness made up for the innate deficiency in the formation method, allowing him to understand the entire formation in an instant. Dead door, the reason why Zhang Yangjin didn't dare to do it was because he was proficient in the formation method. Every step of Liu Wei'an made him frightened. He couldn't see the depth of Liu Wei'an and could only retreat.

It took a long time for Liu Wei'an to recover a little strength. The bow was 1.5 meters long, and the wings showed an eagle with wings spread. The middle was a dragon and tiger entangled with mighty power. The bow was made of wood, not metal. Knocking sounds like iron, hard and terrible. The lines are clear, such as plum blossoms, I do not know what **** tree.

The bowstring is slender, and if you look closely, it is interwoven with thousands of silk-like silks. The silk is tough, but it will not carry the power of this bow. It should be some kind of rare silkworm.

"Good bow!" Liu Wei'an was overjoyed.

...

In another valley ten miles away from the stalagmite array, a group of people were helpless against a tree. This is a sacred tree in the water that hates the water. The tree is huge and has no leaves. It has only a kind of blue fruit. The fruit is as big as an egg. There is nothing strange. A group of crows play on the tree and peck the fruit from time to time.

These fruits are very strange. There is no core. After the crow pecks off the flesh, there is a branch inside. The situation is like someone stuck in the fruit with the branch, but this is obviously not the case. Judging from the freshness and growth attitude of the fruit This is inherently so.

"How can the person who takes the bow repay the future?" A majestic middle-aged glanced at everyone, everyone felt a terrible pressure coming, and his neck shrank.

"Sir, after all, Zhang family and Yang family are arguing. It is also possible to delay a little time." The old man with a red eyebrow was talking. His face was at least eight points like the black-faced old man killed by Liu Weian. It should be Brothers and the like.

"Time doesn't wait for people." The middle-aged man watched the fruit on the tree dwindle, Zou became a frown, settled that the green mountains wouldn't relax, and the pine cone could let people break through the trance easily. He had been in the golden realm for too long , Must break through, otherwise the master position, there will be no place for him.

However, no matter whether it is determined that Qingshan does not relax or the crow, he is not able to deal with it. Now this valley is surrounded by his money family. Once the other families get the news, the incident will be reborn. However, the most worrying thing is how to get the fruit, hate the water, and dare not cross the river with the strength of his golden peak.

Hate that his money family is so talented that he doesn't have an archer.

There are more than two hundred pine cones, and now there are less than twenty. These **** crows obviously don't eat pine cones, they just want to pecking meat, and they are angry.

"Wait!" When there were thirteen pine cones left, the middle-aged man finally couldn't sit still, his waist and spine stood up, a strong breath climbed, and the sky white clouds moved, and he didn't dare to cover it.

"Master, but—" Chi Mei worried.

"No need to persuade, my mind is determined." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice. Chi Mei did not dare to say much.

"Archer, get ready, shoot!" The middle-aged man chuckled.

The archer who had been preparing for a long time shot the arrows in his hand. Ten arrows turned into ten lightning bolts and shot into the sky. Strange things happened. When the pine cone was about to be hit, the arrows suddenly slowed down, as if losing strength Then one arrow fell, then the second, the third, and in the blink of an eye, half of the arrows fell to the ground. This is a puzzling thing. The tree is less than 30 meters high. Even people who ca n’t shoot arrows can shoot so high as long as they have enough strength. Ten archers know that they are masters of archery. It is unusual to miss even thirty meters.

Ding Ding!

Five arrows, two shot in the air, passed between the branches, fell into the river of hatred, and two shot the pine cone, but it was shocking that the arrows shot the pine cone, such as the iron stone, even the skin All were shot without flying. The last arrow was the most powerful, but it hit the crow.

Huh!

The crow was frightened, making a scream, his voice was frizzy, and it sounded very uncomfortable. The people present, including middle-aged people, frowned involuntarily.

噗通!

An archer fell without a word.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Red Eyebrow appeared next to the fallen archer, and touched his neck with his hands. His eyebrows swelled immediately. He examined his body carefully, his brows deepened, and he turned back to welcome him. The eyes of the middle-aged man hesitated and said, "Dead."

"How did you die?" The middle-aged asked.

"Master, there are no scars on my body." Chi Mei said.

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, looked up at the crow for a few seconds, and said quietly: "Continue to shoot, be sure to shoot down the pine cone."

The nine archers didn't say a word, and aimed and fired. It was strange to say that they clearly aimed at the pine cone. When the arrows arrived, they deviated far from the target. Three arrows fell halfway, one arrow hit the pine cone, three hit the air, and two hit the crow.

Huh! Huh!

Two crows screamed.

噗通!噗通!

The two archers fell down without a word, and red eyebrows rushed over to check. They were already dead, and there were no scars on their bodies.

Fear emerged from the rest of the archers, but the middle-aged man was expressionless and calmly said, "Shoot again!"

These archers pressed their fears and continued to shoot. Two more people shot the crow, and they fell down without a word, leaving only five people. The middle-aged people did not seem to see the uneasiness on their faces, and spit out two words coldly.

"Shoot again!"

I don't know if it's a mental problem or the archery is too bad. In this round of shooting, all shots were empty. The skin of the pine cone was not touched, but all crows were touched.

Huh!

噗通, 噗通, 噗通, 噗通, 噗通!

Five people fell to the ground, motionless, and gray eyes remained puzzled and a little scared. The middle-aged man twitched his face, and said blankly, "Ten more archers, and shoot me until the flesh is shot down."

...

The entrance to Houshan is on the way. There are many people coming today, one after another. It seems that earth-shaking treasures have appeared in Houshan, attracting everyone.

Among them, a beautiful boy with gorgeous clothes attracted special attention. His appearance was so good that he could hardly find any flaws. His eyes were like stars. When he laughed, the world seemed to light up.

Jia Gongzi stood in front of the falling fairy river and looked at the whole back mountain. The back mountain was towering and unpredictable, but he felt like he was looking down, his eyebrows were raised, and there was a kind of strong confidence that everything in the world was under control.

"Yin and Yang are out of balance, no wonder the treasures can't be hidden, and they have been unearthed." Jia Gong suddenly shook his head and glanced at the people who swarmed across the river, using a voice that only one person could hear: "How many of these people can come back? "

He was followed by more than fifty people, each of them exuding a terrible breath, and the people crossing the river avoided it far away and did not dare to walk with him.

When Jia Gongzi and his team were on a huge ship to cross the river, a team of more than two hundred people screamed, the atmosphere was wild, and they rushed all the way. The people in front were squeezed to both sides. Some people with bad tempers suddenly Furious, but when I look back, the anger disappears instantly, and I honestly let the side of the road wait for this team to pass.

A high banner can show the identity of this team, money!

This is Qian's team.

"Get out of here, get out of here, get out of here, my ferry is covered by this ferry." Two errands rushed to cross the river and yelled. The posture was like a minister traveling, and the road was cleared.

"Good domineering, when is this your house?" A big-faced man with a beard was furious, drew his hands behind his back, and traveled with a noisy axe. The axe was heavy, at least two hundred pounds.

"Be quiet, this is Qian's team!" The companion on the edge was frightened and pulled the big man away.

Qian's team separated, occupying the best position, a young man in white stepped out, and the people around him stood guard, showing his lofty identity.

"It's him!" The young man in white just walked to the ferry ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ and saw Jia Gongzi standing on the huge ship, the wind howling, the clothes blowing and hunting, but Jia Gongzi seemed to be nailed to the bow, motionless . From time to time, huge shadows flashed in the falling fairy river. People were constantly throwing grass on the sides of the bow. The shadows only looked at the grass and did not touch the ships. They looked like guarding ships.

Good boy seemed to feel the movement behind him and glanced back. The young man in white changed his face and wanted to say hello, but found that Jia Gong had gone back, his face changed a little, and finally he calmed down, facing the right and left: "Changing a ferry."

"My son, this ferry is the best." Left and right wondered.

"I said to change to a ferry!" The boy in white said coldly.

"Yes, change now!" Left and right Ji Lingling fought a cold war and hurriedly arranged.

When the Qian family's fleet crossed the river, no one noticed that a little crocodile in a hundred robes carried a driftwood and followed it. Half of his body sank in the water. Instead of dying, he caught a few in the water. The fish came out.

The Qian family was obviously familiar with Houshan. After going ashore, they went straight to the valley where the Qingshan Mountains were not relaxed. At this time, Liu Wei'an had just emerged from the stalagmite array.