Chapter 28 The ancient monument is cracked, and the divine soldiers come out

Bai Lang lived in the ancient village for a period of time and naturally knew the mystery and background of the ancient village. At present, he is naturally very looking forward to this request.

The old man smiled and seemed to have guessed that Bai Lang wanted to say this. He nodded, "Although it is difficult to repair the magic weapon, it is not too troublesome, but..." Speaking of this, he hesitated for a moment.

Bai Lang looked forward to it and blurted out, "What's the matter?"

"What I mean by repairing magic weapons refers to ordinary products. If it is like the altar, it is a treasure handed down from ancient times, with hidden Taoist rhyme and the beauty of heaven and earth. If you want to repair it, it is as difficult as climbing to heaven!"

As soon as this word came out, it was like a bag of cold water splashed on his head, making Bai Lang's heart that had just warmed down again.

"Of course, it's not completely hopeless." Seeing that Bai Lang was a little lost, the old man smiled instead, "I also have some experience in refining. If I do it with all my strength, I should still be a little sure. As for whether it can succeed, I can't guarantee it!"

Bai Lang was stunned again, and then smiled and said, "It's good if you can repair nature, but if you fail, it's not a big deal. It's just a dead horse!"

Everyone also smiled when they heard the words. Xiao Leizi patted Bai Lang and said angrily, "Brother Bai, don't worry. I'll give you ten or eight magic weapons later. It's definitely not bad for you!"

People in the ancient village have lived here for generations and have no competition with the world. The so-called magic weapon may be thrown out casually in the outside world, which is enough to make people greedy. However, here, it is a useless place for heroes. They have long been reduced to toys. Thinking of this, Bai Lang has to laugh bitterly. The world is too crazy.

"brush! Brush!"

The sound of two breaking through the sky suddenly came, which shocked everyone. They saw the light flashing again in the deep hole, and the two lights were blue and yellow, like electricity, across the void.

"Two more magic weapons have been issued!" At that moment, someone exclaimed and said in a suspicious tone, as if they had seen something strange.

Bai Lang was also very surprised. He had heard that every time a monument appeared, his ancestors gave him a skill, or a spiritual treasure, but there was only one. Today, he didn't know why, first came out a medicine hoe, and now two more came out.

The old people in the ancient village looked at each other with a trace of solemnity, and quickly gathered together, and the old man of the ancient village also quickly came forward.

"How can our ancestors be so generous today!" Xiao Leizi was also surprised.

This time, the old man in the village stopped several teenagers who wanted to come forward to get the treasure, took action in person, and detained two magic weapons.

A dagger, swallowed by blue light and glowing around, and the other is a copper hammer with a faint yellow light on it, which is very amazing. A black and thin old man carefully held a magic weapon. After carefully exploring for a long time, he was more puzzled and whispered, "It's strange that there is nothing wrong with the breath on this magic weapon. It's strange that the ancestors dropped three magic weapons today. I don't know what it means!"

"Wuff!"

At this time, there was a burst of restlessness in the crowd, and several lights flew out like meteors. At this time, everyone was shocked and did not understand what had happened.

"The ancestors favored us and lowered so many magic weapons, hahahaha!" For a moment, many people shouted happily after their initial surprise, which immediately attracted a burst of echo.

However, most of the elders in the village have a hint of vigilance on their faces. Something is abnormal. If there is something wrong with the mausoleum of their ancestors, they are really ashamed to see the ancestors under Huangquan.

There was a strange fluctuation between heaven and earth, like a prelude to the gradual rise of wild waves on the calm sea. I don't know when the sound of a quiet piano echoed around, sad and bleak meaning came to my face.

"God, the prohibition is collapsing!" Someone exclaimed. In the distance, the gray fog was foggy, and the ban set by many ancient village masters was constantly shaking, as if it had been impacted by some invisible force, as if the water ripples, which could not be supported.

"You step back quickly!" An old man flew into the air and shouted in a low voice, as if thunderstorming, echoing in everyone's ears, making many confused people come to their senses and quickly retreat.

"Kka!"

The crisp metal cracking sounded like a soft music, gently drifting into the distance.

I don't know when the black altar stopped rotating, but quietly suspended in mid-air, surrounded by a blurred white fog, and the lights were faint and more ethereal. The cable was cold, but the crack on it expanded little by little. On the light, it finally broke into two pieces with a soft sound.

This time made everyone stand on the spot as if they had been struck by lightning. If there was a crack in the iron cable before, it was just to let them see hope. At this time, it was like a beggar wandering on the edge of death. When he blinked his eyes and opened his eyes, he found that he had become a high emperor, with supreme power.

The suffering of generations suddenly appeared at this moment. This gap was almost excitingly suffocating. No matter how strong the wind roared and the rocks were flying, at this moment, all the people of the ancient village completely fell into a sluggishness.

The black altar is like a black practice, drawing a mysterious track in mid-air and flying above the ancient monument. At this moment, thousands of glows burst out, emitting dazzling light, which is extremely eye-catching. In the surprised eyes of everyone, ancient words gradually emerge, words are like buckets, ethereal in the air, and the pen style is strong, ancient Simple and atmospheric.

Those were words that had long been annihilated in ancient times. They were extremely strange. When Bai Lang watched it for a moment, he didn't know a word. At this time, the ancient monument trembled and buzzed, and the black altar glowed with thousands of lights, like the arrival of the mansion. A bursts of horrible energy fluctuations like a vast ocean, surging. Bai Lang only felt that his whole body was like a knife cut. Almost torn by the strong wind, I had to run the mysterious method with all my strength and try my best to resist it.

In a crackling sound, the precarious prohibition finally collapsed, turning into lightning all over the sky and disappearing into the energy fluctuations spreading like a tide. Many people in the ancient village were swept by the wind, like a duckweed, unable to support them, and flew far away. Only those with profound magic power were still trying their best to protect them.

Like Jiuyou's shallow chanting and vague Sanskrit singing, there is a ethereal and hard-to-find voice floating. The rest of the ancient village seems to be in such a drunken state. In addition to instinctive resistance to the huge force, they have long been lost in this ancient words and wonderful notes.

They either smiled lightly, looked sad, or had tears in the corners of their eyes, or were confused. All kinds of expressions were indescribable, but the intoxication, as if something that had been sealed for a long time brushed away the dust from their hearts and gradually woke up from the depths of the lost blood, which was a kind of relief.

"The sky..." Little Leizi's body suddenly shook, as if he woke up from the loss, and as if he had caught something in the endless darkness, and couldn't help muttering to himself.

The dazzling glow reflected on his young face, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. He gently looked up at the altar, where the glow was shining, and golden ancient characters appeared. It was mysterious and extraordinary. No one could know what it meant.

However, in the flash of gold, he seemed to see something. His eyes fell lost again. Step by step, he stepped out and walked towards the ancient monument.

Everyone in the ancient village has fallen into confusion. No one has found Xiao Leizi's abnormality, only Bai Lang. Although it has reached the last moment to resist the fluctuations, his mind is still awake. He saw that Xiao Leizi was walking towards the ancient monument as if there was no one.

"Little Thunder!" Bai Lang was shocked and quickly shouted loudly.

As if there was no one, Xiao Leizi was lost in a world and couldn't extricate himself. He still slowly walked to the ancient monument, as if something there was deeply attracting him.

Bai Lang was surprised to find that the ancient monument was constantly trembling and gradually cracking. Several terrible fractures were in the center, and countless small cracks were bursting at an alarming speed. The terrible energy came from there, and it seemed that something was to break free.

"Little Thunder!" After shouting repeatedly, Bai Lang intuitively felt that there was something unknown in front of him, which made his heart tremble. He didn't want Xiao Leizi to risk himself. He shouted low and rushed out, hoping that he could pull Xiao Leizi back.

At this time, Xiao Leizi was only a few feet away from him, but Bai Lang was shocked to find that although he had run the mysterious method to the extreme, like a whirlwind, he always fell behind Xiao Leizi and couldn't catch up.

However, for a moment, dozens of feet have passed, and the little Leizi seems to walk slowly, step by step. Bai Lang is still ten feet away behind him. The ancient monument exudes strange magic and pulls people forward step by step.

"I saw the shadow of my ancestors!" Xiao Leizi seemed to be talking to himself and still moving forward.

"Dun!" Seeing that the ancient monument was close in front of him, Bai Lang could no longer care much more. He put a big Buddha's seal in his hand, sacrificed out the Xumi altar, and hit it on the head of the little thunder.

The Buddha's true power enveloped the altar, cut through the void, and hit the top of the little thunder's head with a bang. This force was not small. The little thunder suddenly felt that his head had been struck by lightning. He woke up and stood on the spot, drowsy and did not understand what had happened.

For some reason, the altar that flew out trembled violently and suddenly accelerated, like lightning, hitting the ancient monument heavily.

Between heaven and earth, it seems to have stagnated for a while!

Then, the sound of clicks is like a burst of beans, resounding through the world. Under one blow, the already broken ancient monument is completely broken, the light is flying, the dust is all over the sky, and the rocks are one after another. It is like a mountain bursting. In the thick fog formed by the dust and white fog, there is a golden light passing out, like a sharp sword through the air, with With the momentum of tearing everything apart, he rushed out.

The corners of Bai Lang's eyes shrank and shouted, "Little Leizi retreat quickly!" At the same time, he kicked the little thunder several feet away.

In the distance, the people in the ancient village finally woke up in this shocking movement. At present, someone saw the two people under the ancient monument. An old man who was nearby did not hesitate. He turned into a red flame, dazzling like the sun, and flew over. The big sleeves shook and rolled the little thunder.

But at this time, the ancient monument was completely annihilated, and the endless golden light burst out in an instant, sweeping all directions and submerging everything. In the light that is difficult to look directly, a divine soldier, burst into the sky, emitting endless power, which is a halberd!

This divine soldier rushed out of the ancient tablet, with dazzling golden light and the sound of dragon chanting. It went straight up to the sky and shook the four directions. The clouds within a hundred miles were dispelled by it. The awe-spirit of killing, like substance, seemed to have attracted Jiuyou's gloomy spirits and made people tremble from the depths of their hearts.

It seems to have life, roaring, unruly, and making heaven and earth pale. However, without waiting for everyone to react, the magic soldier rushed up by itself, crossed in the air, and then made a long cry, like a dragon leaping nine days, with an unparalleled breath, like ten thousand horses galloping, rushing into the distance, for a moment, Then disappeared in the distance...

After a long time, everything finally returned to silence. The surroundings were already surrounded by rocks, grass and trees, and it was a mess. I don't know if it was a coincidence or something else, the ancient monument was broken, and the gravel happened to bury the original deep hole in the ground. The black altar also disappeared and seemed to have never appeared.

Everyone looked at each other in astonishment, with a confused and incredible face. If it hadn't been for the magic weapon they had just obtained in their hands, everyone would have almost thought it was a dream.

"Where's Bai Lang!" Xiao Leizi suddenly found something and screamed.