Chapter 050 Rob Treasure [Fourth Update]

The village under the jurisdiction of the Xiongling tribe with three witch masters killed and tens of thousands of people was slaughtered with all kinds of hatred, and the soldiers of the Xiongling tribe rushed into the Heifeng tribe.

"Isn't the Star Fantasy Company afraid that others will accuse them of violent and bloody misleading minors?" Seeing the tragic scene in the Heifeng tribe below, Chang Heng sighed and said.

"Minors are not allowed to enter the game." Mr. Jian said indifferently.

Looking at Mr. Jian, Chang Heng shook his head: "I didn't look like this when I first saw you. Why is it getting colder and colder? I really want to practice myself into a sword."

The sword prince ignored Chang Heng, just looked at the fight below and held the long sword behind him tightly.

The battle to exterminate the clan is just around the corner. The Heifeng tribe, whether old or weak, women or children, resisted it desperately. Although the old man of the Xiongling tribe shocked him and killed the masters of the Heifeng tribe, it could not calm down the war below. For every step, the Xiongling tribe has to pay dozens of lives, and the Heifeng tribe pays more for it.

"It's time for us to go down." Chang Heng said.

Changheng and Mr. Jian fell to the ground. Naturally, they did not go to help the Xiongling tribe attack and occupy the Heifeng tribe, but to the warehouse of the Heifeng tribe. A tribe of more than 100,000 people, no matter how bad the things in the treasury are, are better than what Chang Heng has now.

All the people went to fight with the people of the Xiongling tribe, and Chang Heng and Mr. Jian swaggered and walked in. Near the center of the tribe, behind the wooden house where the elders usually handle tribal affairs, there are rows of more than ten stone houses. These stone houses are 20 meters high, 30 meters wide and 50 meters long. They are made of a whole blue stone pile with witch spells added to them, which are nothing more than some small fire prevention and reinforcement spells.

At this time, more than a dozen stone houses were closed and not closed. Obviously, in order to resist the attack of the Xiongling tribe, the Black Wind tribe has taken out the contents to fight against the enemy. When he came to the door of the first stone house, Chang Heng stretched out his hand and pushed it. The stone door was 15 meters high and weighed 1,000 catties, but for the two now, it was like a feather and pushed it away lightly.

The eyes are blank, and the ground is like the smoothest mirror, which can almost illuminate people. Looking at the stone house where even mice can die alive, the two left quickly without saying a word and came to the second stone house.

There are a lot of material reserves in the second stone house, but they are all old bows and arrows. Although they are still sharp, they are not in the eyes of the two people. If Changheng has enough storage space, I don't mind taking it all away, but now, I can only give up leaving.

Opening thirteen stone houses in a row, Chang Heng finally understood why such an important place was not taken care of. Even the cold sword prince couldn't help but be angry and greeted the ancestral women of the Black Wind tribe. A total of 13 stone houses have nothing except some dilapidated bows and arrows that even the Black Wind tribe disdains to use.

"I don't think a tribe of more than 100,000 people can have nothing." Rubbing his temples hard, Chang Heng said.

"But it's not." Mr. Jian's face looked very ugly.

"I thought that good things must be in the storage space." Chang Heng suddenly said excitedly, and then his head fell down. How can we find storage space?

Chang Heng has nothing to do, and Mr. Jian has nothing to do. To be honest, in addition to his sharp swordsmanship, everything else is ordinary, and he can't keep up with Chang Heng for this kind of treasure hunt.

"If we are a tribal leader and want to build storage space, where should we put the space entrance?" Chang Heng asked.

After meditating for a while, Mr. Jian said, "Put it in the council hall."

The so-called council hall is naturally the place where these elders usually handle tribal affairs. The two quickly came to the wooden house built against the warehouse and found that the door of the wooden house was closed and two black wind tribal warriors fell to the ground.

"Someone is the first to log in." Chang Heng was shocked and quickly kicked open the wooden house and rushed in.

"Do you know how to find the entrance of storage space?" Looking at the empty wooden house except a few wooden chairs, Mr. Jian asked.

"The storage space is independent of the wilderness world and is a self-independent space, but there is a point related to the wilderness world. As long as you find that point, you can go in. Chang Heng said quickly, and at the same time, a strong wind appeared, and the powerful consciousness swept the wooden house, trying to find out the point where the storage space was connected to the world of the wilderness.

Feel the strength of Changheng's consciousness, and Mr. Jian's face immediately changed. The witches major in the body and do not cultivate the yuan gods like the demons, so the power of divine consciousness is generally lower than that of the demons of the same level. However, in the face of Changheng's divine consciousness in the early days of Wu Wu, Mr. Jian found that his divine consciousness was like a boat in the big waves, which could be overthrown at any time.

"What a strong divine power, how did you cultivate it?" Looking at Chang Heng searching randomly in the wooden house, Mr. Jian couldn't help asking.

"Now it's useless to find the storage space first... I found it." Chang Heng exclaimed and replaced his eyes with divine consciousness. He immediately saw an extremely small white light spot in the middle of the wooden house.

"How dare you build the storage space to this place." Chang Heng muttered that there was no corresponding formula. It was not easy to enter the tightly protected storage space silently. What's more, the two people who fell to the door showed that someone had already landed first, and Chang Heng no longer hesitated. He shouted, and a red light appeared on the Xuantie long gun and stabbed the point he found.

The fire broke out silently, stimulating a turbulence in the space, but did not open the storage space. Seeing this, Mr. Jian quickly drew his sword and attacked the same place with Chang Heng.

Space is only turbulent, but there is no response. Listening to the closer and closer fighting, Chang Heng was anxious, roared, put away the basal iron spear, and took out a drum hammer from the skull of the beast.

"The first hammer of the Eight Wastes." Chang Heng roared, and a magnificent force was released from his right arm. Under the shocked eyes of Mr. Jian, the aura of the world around him surged crazily. Chang Heng's right arm strangely tripled, and a layer of fiery red energy appeared on the drum hammer.

After half an hour, Chang Heng roared, the blue veins of his right arm burst out, and the hammer in his right hand swung fiercely, and then fell heavily.

"buzz"

There was a turbulence in the space where the drum fell, and then there was a click. Under the nervous gaze of the two, the space suddenly broke and cracked like a mirror, revealing an entrance with a diameter of only two meters.

"Quick, go in." After being promoted to the realm of witchcraft and using the first hammer of the Eight Wastes, Chang Heng will not be sucked dry like when he was in the wizard realm, and he still has spare strength. After greeting Mr. Jian, he immediately got in and saw a player staring at himself in a small space.

"You, you actually..." The player was covered with all kinds of things, and his hands were also full of various equipment. Looking at Chang Heng and the two people, he showed an incredible look.

"How can it be? How can someone violently open the storage space now?" The player muttered to himself, as if he couldn't believe that the two could violently open the entrance.

Chang Heng didn't pay attention to him. Obviously, this player has no storage equipment, and there are only a few things he can take away. Although he must have taken the best things here, Chang Heng did not have time for him to grab those things.

Looking at Chang Heng's wave of his hand, a piece of equipment disappeared, and a surprised look flashed on the player's face: "Storage space? Do you have storage equipment?

Chang Heng didn't have time to pay attention to him, so he had to search around. As a tribe that has lasted for hundreds of years, there are still some good things in the Black Wind tribe. There are also animal bones with special effects, some materials that can create the best equipment, and some obviously ancient but useless bone charms.

The sword did not move. He stood outside the storage space and looked at Chang Heng. He has no storage equipment, and he can't get much even if he goes in, and he believes that as long as Chang Heng gets benefits, he will definitely share a part of himself.

"This is what I found first. Leave me something good." The previous player suddenly shouted.

At this moment, there was a cracking sound everywhere in the storage space, and then white light flashed around, and the whole space began to become floating.

"Ah, you violently break the space node, and the whole space is going to break." The player didn't have time to take anything anymore. He rushed out of the storage space and disappeared into the wooden house.

The storage space is only the size of a house, and there are not many things in it. In addition to what was taken away by the player, there are still a batch of bone charms, several good weapons and armors, a roll of skins of some barbarian beasts, plus some fragmentary ore elixirs and other things.

Everything inside is swept away, and the space in the skull of the beast is about to be filled. Chang Heng roared and jumped out of the storage space, and then heard a crash behind him. The powerful space power fluctuated, which almost involved Chang Heng and the two of them.

"Go and go." Chang Heng couldn't hide his excitement. He greeted Mr. Jian and was about to go out.

"bang"

A figure fell into the air and stopped them. The figure fell to the ground, and things were scattered on the ground. It was the player who had just escaped from it. The player's chest was sunken, and a large group of blood spewed out of his mouth, which was about to die.

"Ah, brother, don't worry, I'll take your things for you." It doesn't matter who beat the man back. Chang Heng's eyes are shining, and he reaches out to put what fell from the player's arms into the skull of the beast.

"To be a man - don't - too - shameless." The player stretched out a hand, grabbed Chang Heng's sleeve with difficulty, and said.

Boom. The whole wooden house collapsed, and an angry voice came in: "The thief dares to enter my black wind tribe to steal things and take his life."