The god-level tyrant of the prehistoric fantasy

"It really is a good magic weapon!"

When Zhao Hao stroked this piece of copper, he thought to himself, the energy on this piece of copper is very strong, but there is some kind of prohibition inside, when he wants to probe deeper into the secrets of this piece of copper, he will be blocked. Something bounced back, and it seemed that with his current cultivation base, he couldn't control this magic weapon at all.

Zhao Hao handed the copper piece to Zhao Hao and said, "It's really a good magic weapon. Sure enough, the world can't just look at the appearance. Who would have thought that such an inconspicuous piece of copper would have such great power and be able to wear through space."

"Space is different from ordinary things. Its existence has always been an unsolved mystery. No one can really understand it. It is also a huge vortex. Some people are trapped in space and suffer for a lifetime. Because you are trapped Inside, no one else can save you."

"Let's not talk about space now, what should we do now? We have come in now, where should we go for treasure hunting?"

Wang Lu patted his forehead twice, and said: "This is not easy to handle. After all, the treasure is not born, and it is difficult to find its existence. We don't need to worry, because there are people who are more anxious than us."

Zhao Hao asked: "Anyone else? You mean the 'Luo Xuanmen'?"

"Not only them, there should be many people who want to get this treasure."

Zhao Hao was puzzled and asked, "Didn't there be people from 'Luoxuanmen' guarding the outside of the path just now, besides their people, will you let other people in?"

Wang Lu shook his head and said with a smile: "That entrance will not let anyone in except their 'Luoxuanmen' people, but don't forget, there is more than one entrance."

"Is there an entrance? Then what are those people outside waiting for, don't find other intersections to come in."

"Those people are just here to join in the fun. With their current cultivation base, even if they find other entrances, they won't be able to get in. After all, no one will take care of the weak."

Zhao Hao nodded thoughtfully, and asked, "Then what should we do now?"

Wang Lu smiled slightly and said, "Wait!"

"Wait? Wait for what?"

"Wait and watch!" Wang Lu said while waving the paper fan in his hand.

"Are we waiting here?"

"Of course not. The scenery here is so beautiful, it would be a pity not to take a look."

Zhao Hao still felt something was wrong, he thought it was better to find the treasure as soon as possible, otherwise they would be caught first, and their efforts would be in vain.

Zhao Hao pondered for a moment and said: "Brother Wang Lu, I think we should go find the treasure as soon as possible. We should act first. If someone else finds it, wouldn't it be..."

Wang Lu glanced at Zhao Hao, and said: "Don't be impatient when things happen, the time will come naturally, following me will definitely not let you suffer."

"OK then."

Wang Lu and Zhao Hao walked forward side by side.

This is when Wang Lu suddenly thought of something again, so he said to Zhao Hao who was beside him: "By the way, brother Zhao Hao, let me continue to tell you some strange things that I have encountered!"

Here it is again, what annoys Zhao Hao the most is that Wang Lu said some so-called weird things. He didn't think those things were annoying, but that once Wang Lu said something, he basically wouldn't stop and could keep talking. He said that he didn't rest for two or three hours. He listened too much, as if he could hear what Wang Lu was saying in his ears. He was also curious as to why Wang Lu wasn't tired. He was embarrassed to refuse him, so he could only keep silent. endure.

Zhao Hao said helplessly: "Brother Wang Lu, you said the scenery here is so beautiful. With so much energy, will there be monsters practicing here?"

"Of course, in a place with sufficient energy, not only humans will absorb energy to enhance their cultivation, but also monsters. By the way, where did I say just now? Oh, it's time to say..."

Just like that, the two of them walked towards the depths. Zhao Hao listened to Wang Lu's so-called strange things with a blank face, and Wang Lu kept shaking the white paper fan in his hand, talking and laughing.

In this deep mountain, there is a platform on which dozens of men are standing. The men are all dressed in uniform, with the word 'Xuan' embroidered on their chests. They stand in place like stone statues, letting the sun shine brightly. , Sweating profusely from roasting but never moving a step.

In the middle of the platform, a middle-aged man was sitting on a wicker chair, holding a cup of tea in his hand, and holding a giant umbrella in front of him to keep out the scorching sun.

The man took a sip of tea, slowly rocked the rattan chair behind him, and closed his eyes very leisurely.

At this time, a man came running from a distance. The man was dressed in black and covered his face. They all knelt down on one knee in front of the middle-aged man, and said, "Sect Master, I have already inquired clearly."

The middle-aged man did not open his eyes, but slowly opened his mouth and said, "Say!"

"Sect Master, my subordinates have heard that they are still in their own places and have not taken any action. Everything is the same as yesterday."

"Any more?"

The man in black thought for a moment and said, "Just half an hour ago, two more men came in here."

"What cultivation base?"

"The second floor of 'Qi-making'!"

The middle-aged man sneered, and said, "It's just a group of ignorant juniors. It's not surprising. Let's check again and report immediately if there is any movement!"

The man in black clasped his fists and said, "Yes, this subordinate obeys!"

The man in black stood up after speaking, jumped forward, and disappeared in a flash.

The middle-aged man sat up from the wicker chair, opened his eyes, stared ahead, and with a curved mouth, he smiled lightly and said: "The treasure will definitely belong to me, if you fight for it, he will pay a heavy price! "

In a cave, a white-haired old man sat cross-legged and practiced here. Beside him were several monster stones. He had been waiting here for several days, and his goal was also the treasure that was about to appear.

On the other side of the mountain, under a giant tree, two middle-aged men sat cross-legged, facing a chess board, which was about to be filled with black and white stones.

A man picked up a sunspot, looked at the chess game in front of him, thought for a moment, then put it in one place, and said, "Brother Wen, what do you think the treasure that will appear soon will be?"

The man surnamed Wen picked up a white ball, he also thought for a moment and put it together, and said, "Brother Shangguan, what do you think it will be?"

"You and I can't guess exactly what it will be. After all, if the treasure is not born, how dare the world dare to jump to conclusions!"

The man surnamed Wen nodded slightly and said: "Brother Shangguan said that only when the treasure appears can we tell what it is, but by then it will definitely be a bloody storm."

The Shangguan man smiled and said: "This is true, after all, there are no less than a small number of people who want to get this treasure."