The flying fish swarm came silently, but its momentum was unspeakable.
However, after just one arrow and one finger, Baitong already understood the characteristics of this flying fish. With a flip of his hand, he opened the bow seven points, put four arrows on the bowstring at the same time, and shot out with great force.
"Order to assemble arrows and self-imprisonment!"
After the arrows fell, they lined up in the passage ahead, and purple light curtains rose up, connecting and merging with each other, just across the entire passage.
The bow and arrow skills practiced by Baitong were originally spiritual power cultivation methods obtained from the world of "Inuyasha". Later, in the Samsara Base, he obtained the skills of Biyutang, one of the eight Kunlun sects in the world of "Legend of Sword and Fairy". "The Tong Gong Kills Demon Order".
This set of exercises, where the spiritual power reaches, the most exquisite one is to use arrows as talismans. Although it seems that they are always shot with bows and arrows, in fact, they are divided into siege, hallucination, defense, exorcism, treatment, etc. kind of effect.
This set of arrow self-imprisonment orders is specifically aimed at spiritual creatures.
The light curtain constructed by the four feather arrows looked thin, but when the flying fish at the front collided with it, it was as solid as a copper wall.
At that moment, the sharp upper jaws of hundreds of flying fish, as sharp as javelins, hit the light curtain. They were bent violently and their bodies were ejected, making a thin chirping sound.
However, the number of these flying fish was countless for a while. After a mere hundred were frustrated, the flying fish behind them continued to rush forward, like waves crashing into the purple light curtain.
The four feather arrows nailed to the ground gradually began to tremble.
To be on the safe side, White Copper has already made the flying carpet retreat and return to the wider area of the stone room.
"There are fish in the cloud nest. They have been working tirelessly all night since dusk, and they will rest when the sun shines."
Lu Chunhua hurriedly but steadily took out a trophy-shaped lamp from his backpack, pressed the switch on the base, and said with some joy, "This formation change is most suitable for use in fixed underground buildings. It was difficult to crack in ancient times, but for us now, there is a trick."
"Don't let the flying carpet retreat, let's just squeeze through."
She raised the lamp in her hand high, took two steps forward, and stood next to the white copper on the edge of the flying carpet.
White Copper hesitated.
Guan Luoyang said leisurely from behind: "She seems to understand very well."
White Copper took an amethyst stone arrowhead, a long arrow with a vermilion body, placed it on the string, opened the bow three points, prepared himself, instilled spiritual power under his feet, and accelerated the flying carpet.
When the arrow on the bowstring touched the purple light curtain, the four feather arrows nailed to the ground shattered at the same time.
But the vague colorless spiritual power was drawn from the purple light curtain, like a thin film, using the arrow on the bowstring as the fulcrum, forming an ellipsoid, wrapping the flying carpet and the three people on it. inside.
A surging wave of flying fish rushed in, but unexpectedly, these flying fish did not use the sharp part in front of their mouths to attack.
They swayed their bodies extremely flexibly, actively deflected, and slid around the spiritual shield.
Although there are too many and too crowded, which still puts a certain amount of pressure on the shield, the situation is much better than what White Copper expected.
"This is a lamp I prepared that can simulate the changes in the solar spectrum. Although it is not as good as the light emitted by real solar nuclear fusion, in terms of the characteristics of the light alone, it is 70% to 80% similar."
Lu Chunhua held up the lamp in his hand, and the light passed through the colorless spiritual shield and fell on the flying fish.
The body of the flying fish, which originally seemed to be composed of hazy mist, seemed to faintly emerge from the translucent fish bones under this light, and it became much docile from the panic attack.
The flying carpet moved forward among the crowded fish. In all directions, front, back, left and right, there were translucent fish floating and swimming. The fish bones reflected the light, giving it a dreamlike beauty for a moment.
Guan Luoyang stretched out his finger and touched the lamp. The warm feeling seemed not much different from that of a household light bulb.
"This kind of harmless light can have such a miraculous effect. It seems that we still underestimated Miss Lu too much."
The force of the impact of these flying fish is no less than that of machine gun bullets. The key is that it has no body yet, making it harder to guard against. It also fills the entire passage, making it inevitable to avoid them.
Originally, Guan Luoyang and the others would definitely have to go through a lot of trouble if they wanted to pass through here.
But here Lu Chunhua, who has a deep understanding of the characteristics of fish schools, can open up a safe passage with just a light without any effort.
"All things are interdependent, and every law must be broken. It is impossible for an ordinary person like me to defeat ten masters with one effort. I can only rely on reading more books, making more preparations, and increasing my confidence in saving my life."
Lu Chunhua observed the school of fish solemnly and cautiously, and said, "Among the four formations, Cloud Nest is the most changeable. Although it is represented by flying fish, it is difficult to prevent any deep-seated crises, so we still cannot take it lightly."
While he was talking, the flying carpet finally passed through the fish school. The huge number of flying fish slowly moved away, and there was an empty space ahead.
Anyone who experiences the transition from extreme crowding to such emptiness and quiet can't help but relax a little.
At this moment, a huge shadow suddenly rushed over between the walls on both sides.
The white copper opened the bow string, and used this action to pour a large amount of spiritual power into the arrow. The purple light was bright, and the colorless spiritual power shield appeared almost instantly, with a nearly solid texture. It was obvious at a glance that the defensive strength increased sharply. .
However, the two huge shadows did not collide directly. Instead, one hit the front of the shield from the left, and the other hit the rear of the shield from the right.
The protective shield floating in mid-air was not broken, but it was inevitably knocked into a spin by the cooperation of these two forces.
Lu Chunhua stumbled and fell onto the flying carpet.
White Copper jumped up from the flying carpet and shot an arrow, which scraped against the huge shadow in front, leaving purple scars.
After landing, he drew back the long bow in his hand and folded the flying carpet upwards, wrapping Lu Chunhua in it to protect him.
Guan Luoyang also jumped back, hitting the huge creature behind him unbalanced and hitting the ground.
It turns out to be a manta ray, with a snow-white belly, dark edges on its back, and a pattern that looks like a white ghost face in the middle. It is also called a manta ray.
After the manta ray landed, green energy flew around Guan Luoyang, and the temperature skyrocketed, and he was about to hit it with more force.
The figure of the manta ray suddenly turned sideways and merged into the wall like a phantom.
Guan Luoyang slapped his palm horizontally on the wall, causing the entire wall to tremble slightly.
The texture of the wall was extraordinary. After he took his palm away, there was only a shallow palm print less than one centimeter deep on the wall. However, there was a light red and warm blood dripping from the palm print.
Essence, Qi, and Shen, the palm power gathered by the three can injure both physical and spiritual bodies. Although the manta ray escaped quickly, it was still injured by the palm power in the end.
The two injured manta rays were never seen again.
Guan Luoyang and Baitong continued to move forward. The flying carpet folded like a small pyramid, floating in the air, protecting Lu Chunhua.
A muffled sound came from inside, "Can you leave a corner for me? I can't see what's outside, so I can't make a judgment."
Bai Tong glanced sideways and pointed upward.
The top of the "pyramid" is like a peeled banana, with several corners turned over to reveal a hole for the head to poke out.
Lu Chunhua grabbed the edge of the hole with both hands and stood on tiptoe to poke out half of her head. She put on a helmet with a light and put it on her head.
Guan Luoyang was guarding the back, and he happened to see a few strands of hair on the back of her head that had been carefully taken care of, becoming messy, like a small animal quietly poking out of a tree hole.
"ha!"
He chuckled a little inappropriately, and then returned to the topic in his mind, "Miss Lu, I don't have much experience in exploring the ancient cemetery palace, but I have a subtle feeling along the way."
"I don't know how hard it took to build this huge underground building. However, from the entrance to the stone chamber and here, the design of various mechanisms and the effects of the formations do not seem to be to completely trap and kill anyone who disturbs the tomb. this."
"On the contrary, there is a sense of deliberately inducing people to go deeper and designing to test latecomers?"
Lu Chunhua immediately responded: "I never said this was an ancient tomb, right?"
Guan Luoyang: "Huh?"
"This is not a mausoleum in the first place, but an underground palace specially built to house a certain treasure when Qiubeard was the lord of Buyeo in his prime years."
Lu Chunhua continued, "In the "History of the Sea" left by an unknown swordsman of the late Tang Dynasty, there is a legend about the Lord of Fuyu and the underground palace in the mountains."
"It is said that when the bearded man went to sea, he got a spiritual object that could live forever. However, for some unknown reason, he did not use it. Instead, he hid it in the underground palace and set up many tests. Only those who could pass all the levels Only those who can obtain that treasure.”
Guan Luoyang was very interested and said: "So this is a test? It's more interesting than I thought."
"Na Luo is not afraid of eating himself to death for the things he left behind more than a thousand years ago?"
Baitong mocked coldly, but his pace quickened slightly.
In this world, people who have mastered extraordinary power are nominally called fighters, and the term "fighter" does not seem to have been around for too long, giving people the feeling that the history of extraordinary people is relatively short and recent. .
But in fact, many people who are nominally fighters have inherited secret techniques from thousands of years ago. The real extraordinary history coexists with the history of mankind in this world and can be traced back to thousands of years ago.
If the immortality treasure left by the bearded guest really still has a miraculous effect, the white copper must not let Luo Bense get away with it.
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"Ahem! Yeah!"
Luo Bense cleared his throat, feeling a little tempted to sneeze. He suspected that he had not recovered from the effects he had suffered when he broke through those machine formations before.
He was wearing a black and gray jacket, his hair was dyed jet black, but there were already some visible green stubble on his chin. He had not bothered to take care of it during this period, and his canvas shoes also had a lot of stains.
"Boss!" The assistant next to him handed him a tea cup and said with a tired look on his face, "Brothers are all tired, can you rest here for a while?"
Luo Bense took a sip of tea, looked back, and nodded.
This time, more than half of the men who came with him have been lost. The remaining people may not be very tired physically, but they do need to relax mentally.
But the result this time was actually far better than the previous times he came.
In the past few times, when choosing between various forks, encountering poisonous arrows, kerosene, pits, boulders, and other traps, if you are not careful, you will lose your way, and even the outermost periphery will be difficult to break through.
But this time, they have at least broken through three important levels from the outermost perimeter.
The flying fish on the first level appear to be incorporeal, but when they actually hit a person, they will directly take away part of the flesh and blood.
The clothes and skin are still intact, but a piece of muscle will suddenly be missing, and pieces of the body will wither.
That sense of panic, coupled with the impact brought by the flying fish when it penetrated the body, caused Luo Benzi to lose eight of his tough and capable men, and the others were somewhat injured.
What's even more troublesome is that the flying fish will not only attack once, but will pursue them relentlessly, chasing them out of the stone room on the first floor, and they don't know how many detours they made until they enter the second level. Only then did he retreat.
The stone chambers and corridors on the second floor look much quieter and more open. There are no weird fish schools, but there are a few sharp swords hanging in mid-air at some distance.
In order to prevent triggering the mechanism, everyone carefully bypassed it, but the fearful subordinates only felt that they were getting more and more nervous, their throats were dry, they were sweating profusely, and their heartbeats were beating like drums.
It wasn't until the demolition expert responsible for carrying the bomb kept borrowing water from people around him, and the sweat coming out of his body was twice as much as what he drank, that they realized what was strange.
The man who usually liked to play with gunpowder and was so bold that people thought he was seeking death, under the gaze of his companions, he sweated until he fainted and died of convulsions.
Emotions seemed to be detonated by the death of that person. Some people were so scared that they sweated like streams. Some people began to curse and get angry, and deliberately dialed the hanging swords.
Luo Bense destroyed all the hanging swords, but was still unable to frighten the extreme changes in the emotions of his subordinates. It was not until they escaped from the second level under the guidance of the accomplice he found that everyone seemed to suddenly wake up from a nightmare. , aware of his previous anomaly.
That is exactly the art of bird fortune telling.
The mechanism placed in the dark will emit inaudible fluctuations, destroying people's rational balance, just like the singing of birds, guiding one of the emotions to occupy the entire body and mind.
As time goes on, their sanity will be destroyed and they will become lunatics who are always sad, angry or laughing.
But the ferocity of the third level formation is even greater than this.
The art of windlessness.
When they stepped into a certain passage, suddenly all the stone walls around them became virtual and the air became extremely viscous.
When a person is in it, his whole body is stuck together, but he feels empty and has nowhere to exert his strength.
Being unable to breathe through the mouth and nose is a trivial matter. The group brought by Luo Bense are the most elite people under his command. It is normal to hold their breath for more than ten minutes.
But as their breathing stopped, their blood abnormally and immediately became stagnant.
Luo Bense used all his strength to force his way out of the area. When he turned back to rescue his subordinates, more than a dozen of them were already covered in cold bodies and turned into corpses.
After finally getting through that dangerous area, it was natural to take a break now.
Luo Bense was drinking tea, regretting his loss this time, and glanced to the side unconsciously.
Standing over there was a young man with light, shaggy hair that reached his neck. He was wearing an ordinary sportswear, with the zipper open, revealing black short-sleeves with English letters tattooed on the inside.
A squirrel with pure gold hair and only a few white hairs on its forehead crawled on the young man's left shoulder, and its fluffy tail wrapped around his right shoulder.
This is Luo Bense's collaborator, Lang Shiqi, a famous treasure hunter in the past two years.
He was holding some nuts in his hand and feeding the squirrel. Behind him stood two tall white men, each with a large backpack filled with all kinds of rare antiques that they had picked up along the way.
There were only three people in this group, and it was a good thing that they were small. No one died on the road.
As soon as the other two were in danger, Lang Shiqi was able to free his hands and rescue them both from danger.
Lang Qi noticed the gaze falling on him, looked up, chewed twice in his mouth, and spit out a pink bubble.
Bo!
He continued to chew bubble gum and walked towards Luo Bense: "Is there something wrong again, Boss Luo?"
Luo Bense took a sip of hot tea and exhaled: "Looking at those two backpacks under your hands, they are like mountains of gold and silver, they dazzle me."
Lang Shiqi smiled and said: "I made it clear beforehand that all the antiques and the like belong to me. You only want the treasure in the center of the underground palace."
"Of course, I'm just sighing."
Luo Benzi tried to test it intentionally or unintentionally, "But brother, are you really not interested or curious about that treasure?"
"It's probably a magic weapon. Even if you can master an ancient artifact from a thousand years ago, you don't know how long it will take to get it. But in this world, as long as I have money, I can choose something more suitable for me."
Lang Qi said lazily, "It's the 21st century. There are now billions of people on this planet, which is more than a hundred times more than in ancient times. There is no shortage of materials and talents for casting. Money is the hard thing." reason."
Luo Bense said with envy: "That's why your brother is so confident because he has this treasure-hunting mouse with him. This mouse seeks good luck and avoids disaster. No matter what the side road is, it is always right to follow him. I have seen it."
"That's right." He pointed to a few passages ahead, "Brother, show this precious mouse which way we are going to go next."
Lang Qi touched the squirrel's forehead and imitated a few low calls.
The little squirrel hugged the walnut kernel and finished chewing it, then pounced down.
The two of them looked at the little squirrel together, and their eyes changed from an angle that the other could not see.
The persistent desire in Luo Bense's eyes was enough to completely break away the businessman skin he had put on himself.
It is true that the world is changing, and it is true that more and more resources are being developed by higher-end popular technologies, but there are also some resources that are becoming less and less.
The Yuhua Guxu Eternal Life Fruit has been a rare treasure since ancient times. If the exact news about this thing spreads, I am afraid that even those top five-star fighters and people famous in the seven continents will be tempted.
Lang Qi stared at his mouse with clear eyes, thinking silently in his mind: if struck by gold, it will freeze, if struck by wood, it will explode, if struck by water, it will escape, if struck by fire, it will disappear, and if struck by earth, it will melt.
In the whole world, apart from the First Emperor's Cosmic Blade, there are only the Western Emperor Swords given by the King of Qin to kill Wu An. These few can...
He quickly glanced at the ancient sword beside Luo Bense.
