Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 179: Get trust
There was silence.
The machete above Lao Dao Feng's head slowed down, slowly, like a lazy, full-fed poisonous python, slowly moving its huge body.
The surrounding energy disappeared invisible, and hundreds of small fireflies fell from the sky and circled around the crowd.
From far, far away, there was a dull thunder explosion.
The slave cannon fodder of the gold undead launched another attack.
Old Daofeng squinted at Doria. After a while, he stretched out his hand, and a firefly stopped on his palm. The fluorescent flicker on his tail lit up a small piece of skin on his palm.
"My blood machete... a few days ago, I lost a group of elite manpower." Old Daofeng said solemnly: "Although we received the reward we deserved, the few masters that Zhantang lost are still Let us lose strength."
Old Daofeng said solemnly: "So, we haven't had a full-scale conflict with the Golden Undead in the past few days. Instead, we are rectifying our troops and recruiting personnel to restore our damaged strength."
Doria smiled and nodded: "I actually foresee your attack on the Golden Undead sniper team... This is the best excuse to start the war, and the best cover... You lost manpower, who can believe , You have lost so many people, can you join forces with the undead?"
Old Daofeng snorted: "This is the truth... But we still lost so many good players... Let me see your sincerity, and use your sincerity in exchange for my trust."
The old Daofeng who had been sitting on the big chair stood up, walked step by step in front of Doria, and squinted at his handsome little white face: "You can’t believe the little white face, the world’s little white face is damned. ...So, how do you gain my trust?"
Doria smiled, and he opened the gold-covered animal skin book.
The golden runes the size of a thumb jumped out of the animal skin book with difficulty. Gradually, these golden runes formed a golden square more than three feet long and wide on top of Doria's head.
The golden light flashed, all the golden runes exploded, turning into a little golden light and falling.
A three-foot-long animal skin floated down from Doria's head. With a finger, a white light held up the animal skin, letting it float in front of Old Daofeng.
"This is an ancient ruin I found through the technique of prophecy. It just so happens that the entrance is on the site of your blood scimitar." Doria smiled and narrowed his eyes: "There is danger in it, but There are also great benefits..."
Doria took a deep breath, and he said in a deep voice: "I faintly feel that there is a baby inside that allows you to break through the life pool and enter the next magical realm... Does this represent my sincerity? In exchange, do you trust it?"
Old Daofeng's body shivered slightly, and he stared at Doria with wide eyes in amazement.
"My blood scimitar has been rooted here for hundreds of years...Every inch of land here has been turned over by those rat cubs... You said here, there is an entrance to the ancient ruins?" Old Daofeng's The tone became exceptionally sharp.
"Those mouse cubs, they are not as useful as my prophecy." Doria looked at Old Daofeng confidently: "Or, let's look for it?"
Lao Daofeng and Heweng looked at each other quickly.
The two eyes flickered, as if they were using their hundreds of years of tacit understanding to exchange a lot of information.
After a while, Old Daofeng nodded slowly: "You have to follow us... And, on the side of the undead, you are not allowed to take the opportunity to launch a full-scale attack... If they move, you are dead. "
Doria nodded earnestly: "I have already agreed with them when I came, they will not fully launch unless I go back...Of course, the harassment and attacks of those slaves will not be interrupted. After all, we have to Let the neighbors around you see the excitement."
Old Daofeng smiled.
He pondered for a while, and immediately named several people.
The senior officials of the Blood Scimitar, such as Heweng, Tang Qi, Niu Man, etc., were all left at the station by him to monitor and guard against the undead.
The Wutie who just joined, as well as several masters directly under the jurisdiction of Old Daofeng, Lao Daofeng ordered them to light up an elite man and horse, and follow the route on the animal skin paper to find the entrance to the ancient ruins.
There was a very thin voice in Wu Tie's ears: "Master Gun, your mission is to keep an eye on Doria."
Wu Tie looked at Old Daofeng.
The voice transmission to him is obviously the old sword style.
Let him, the newcomer who just joined, be responsible for targeting Doria?
And let him participate in the excavation of the ancient ruins, instead of staying outside to monitor the gold undead?
Wu Tie sneered secretly. It seemed that the old Daofeng had limited trust in the'Gun Master'. After all... the time he joined the Blood Scimitar was too coincidental, and he appeared at this critical moment.
Old Daofeng didn't let him stay outside, but put him under his eyelids. This was the right choice.
Especially for him to monitor Doria...to put it bluntly, this means that the "Gun Lord" and Doria are under everyone's surveillance at the same time.
If ‘Master Gun’ joins the Blood Scimitar sincerely, he can naturally stop Doria’s changes.
If he and Doria are in collusion, if there is any change between him and Doria, the old Daofeng will bring so many people.
The shadows and shadows in all directions, the most elite part of the blood scimitar were mobilized. They opened various dark castles and machine brackets in the stone pillar forest, and turned on various warning color settings, even some consumption. The huge formations are also opened.
The entire core area of the Blood Scimitar turned into a huge killing trap, and Old Dao Feng took Wu Tie and the others and walked all the way to the small lake by the stone pillar forest.
This small lake with a radius of more than ten kilometers is ordinary, and there are estuaries connected to several yin rivers below. Therefore, the lake is always full throughout the year, and there are a lot of aquatic products that can be caught all year round. It is the most important water source for the blood scimitar. , Is also an important source of food.
Lao Dao Feng brought a vote of old brothers. After a **** killing hundreds of years ago, he wiped out the forces that originally occupied this place. After creating the Blood Scimitar, he placed the headquarters here.
For hundreds of years, Lao Daofeng has also organized manpower to dive into the bottom of the lake, but in addition to some aquatic plants, a large number of fish, shrimps, turtles and crabs, and occasionally some aquatic snakes and anacondas that wandered down the yin river, this small lake There are no other abnormalities in China.
Even the mouths of the Yin Rivers are only the size of a meter in diameter. Even if there are terrifying giant creatures in the Yin River, it is impossible to enter the small lake through such a small river mouth.
So gradually, Old Daofeng and the others lost interest in this small lake.
But according to the animal skin paper, the entrance and exit of an archaic relic is in the middle of the lake.
Hundreds of elite warriors were carefully selected. The weakest had the cultivation base of the Profound Realm. A group of people stepped on the surface of the water and came to the center of the lake. A waterless channel with a diameter of tens of meters and reaching the bottom of the lake was abruptly broken in the small lake.
"Underneath?" Old Daofeng asked Doria in a deep voice.
"Below...I have to dig out thousands of meters of sand and rock, and then, there are some barriers that I can't see clearly." Doria smiled: "But my prediction is definitely not wrong. Just below."
Old Daofeng nodded.
He pointed to a rat-man standing behind him. The rat-man with mottled fur and gray-white, old-skinned old skins in many places nodded and slowly fell nearly a hundred meters. , Stood directly on the gravel at the bottom of the lake.
This rat man, his breath has declined to the extreme, and his life span is obviously not long.
But his mana fluctuations are still vigorous, clearly at the level of one or two heavens in the heavy building stage. For a weaker group like the rat people, being able to reach the heavy building stage is already very remarkable and very good fortune. matter.
The mouse man chanted a spell, and a round of grayish-yellow scents spurted out behind him, and a clever little mouse phantom suddenly sprang out of the tumbling sand, and then slammed into the ground. past.
With a sound of ‘chih’, on the sandy ground at the bottom of the lake, there was an additional circular pit with a diameter of more than ten meters and a smooth mirror-like wall.
With the sound of ‘chi chi,’ the pit stretched straight down, and in just a dozen breaths, it had penetrated more than 6,000 meters of sand, gravel, soil and rock.
With a sound of a ‘ding’, the little mouse phantom that sprang out from behind the mouse man caught its paw on a smooth black boulder.
A thin line of sparks splashed on the surface of the boulder, and then the black boulder that looked extremely hard suddenly squirmed like a water wave. The little mouse phantom fell into the black boulder accidentally.
The rat man’s blood spurted out, and the hair of the rat, which was originally bald, was falling off in large numbers, and it was about to become naked and there was no hair left.
"Boss... there really is a ghost underneath." The Ratman yelled with wide-eyed eyes.
"Let's go down and take a look." Old Daofeng's eyes were bright, and he waved his hand, and the group of people stepped on the void and quickly fell downward.
Doria stepped on a white light and followed Old Daofeng closely.
A cloud of smoke rolled under Wu Tie's feet, he almost stuck to Doria's side, squinting his eyes up and down Doria.
Perhaps because Wu Tie’s gaze is too fierce. Doria has always been very calm and indifferent, but after being watched by Wu Tie for a long time, he finally couldn’t stand Wu Tie’s gaze and turned his head to Wu Tie. He smiled and said: "I have no malice against the blood scimitar...I didn't deceive you..."
"Yellow hair, quite rare. Also, blue eyeballs are also quite rare. Where is the person?" Wu Tie carried the white tiger in his hands and stared directly at Doria's handsome face. face.
Doria pursed his lips, and Wu Tie vividly interpreted what a straight, rude, and unreasonable half-dragon should behave.
Doria, who knows the characteristics of the dragon people's tribe, knows in his heart that there is nothing to say about this group of barbarians.
Sighed, Doria whispered: "Where do I come from, is it so important?"
"Don't tell me, I'll beat you." Wu Tie grinned: "Master Gun hates covert people... It's a man, just say it frankly..."
Leading the way, the old Dao Feng, who was falling quickly, squinted and laughed.
He heard the conversation between Wu Tie and Doria clearly, and he couldn't help but yelled good for Wu Tie's words in his heart. For Doria's little white face, pure violence is king!
If it weren't for identity, Old Daofeng would definitely ask Wutie to beat Doria.
First beat him half-dead, and then Lao Daofeng came forward to apologize, cursed Wu Tie, and gave the little white face a few gold coins to make soup and medicine...Oh, everything is so perfect!
All the little white faces should be beaten to death!
Of course, as the chief leader of the Blood Scimitar, Old Dao Feng must not directly let Wu Tie do this.
The old Dao was stern, and led a group of people to quickly fall into the hole dug by the rat man. Several heavy-building realm masters with blood machetes remained at the entrance of the tunnel, and they used their magical powers to condense a thick layer of ice on the entrance of the tunnel.
The lake channel that Lao Daofeng split with his sharp air collapsed. After the lake rolled for a while, it returned to normal.
The lake with a thickness of 100 meters covers the entrance of the tunnel, and there is no light in the tunnel.
Wu Tie snorted. With a flick of his left hand, there was a loud bang, and a large fireball with a diameter of meters appeared above his head, illuminating the surrounding area.
The masters of the life pool realm around Lao Daofeng also shot at almost the same time. They released a piece of strangely shaped objects. There were lamps, torches, candlesticks, and braziers. These objects released strong light. , Illuminates the entire tunnel that is several kilometers deep.
Many people glanced at the big fireball above Wu Tie's head.
Doria also nodded in amazement: "I heard that the dragon people are born with a strong ability to control flames and magma, which is really good."
Wu Tie sneered proudly and stopped talking.
What Doria is talking about is the fire dragon people of the dragon people clan. Their manipulation of flames and magma is an innate ability. But the real dragon people are divided into many races, and they are good at not only manipulating fire and magma.
But this has nothing to do with Wu Tie, and he is not a real dragon man.
Everyone came to the bottom of the tunnel, to the top of the smooth black rock formation.
Old Dao Feng gave a soft drink, and a Werewolf in the Profound Realm waved a mace and slammed it on the rock ~ IndoMTL.com~ After a loud noise, a large area of sparks splashed, and it was made of stainless steel. The mace's teeth collapsed, and then the rock formation wriggled like a wave again. The mace in the werewolf's hand was suddenly sucked into the rock formation, a huge force came, and the werewolf's body was pulled down for several times. Chi, he hurriedly let go of his hand, and watched the mace instantly be swallowed by the rock, disappearing without a trace.
"It seems that there is really something weird here." There was a hint of enthusiasm in the voice of Old Daofeng.
"Here, there is a high probability that it is an archaic relic." Lao Daofeng was so excited that his face was a little red.
The ancient ruins mean wealth, inheritance, and powerful power. In this chaotic world, it means power and status.
Of course, the ancient ruins are also full of danger, full of all kinds of incredible existence.
To explore the ancient ruins, we must be mentally prepared for death.
"Doria, this is the entrance to the ruins... Tell me, what should we do?" Old Daofeng flew up a few meters and reached a height equal to Doria, asking Dori seriously and enthusiastically Ya.