Eternal Sacred King Chapter 518: Bronze Fang Ding
Su Zimo fell silent.
When mentioning the three words "Buried Dragon Valley", not only Li Ziyue, but even he felt a bit of chill.
As if in the darkness, a pair of eyes were staring at them, it was creepy and shuddering!
Su Zimo shook his head, calming his mind.
The emperor shed blood, the ancestor fell, and the dragon was buried.
This ominous place is bound to be full of many unknowable dangers, and the combined body can't get out of it. He is a real golden pill, and naturally he will not commit danger with his own body.
But Yulin Flower, Ziyun Ganoderma lucidum, Thousand-year Blood Ginseng and Qianyuan Grass are too rare. Where should I look for them now?
Duerdan is too important to the old man.
Without this pill, the old man would either risk a huge risk and try to break through, or he could only wait for his lifespan to deplete and his blood to decay and die.
Su Zimo paced, frowning in thought.
He didn't go far, he suddenly felt something stepped on under his feet, and he felt a faint pain.
Su Zimo didn't take it seriously, and continued to walk. After a while, he said softly.
His physical body, even if it doesn't run the inner alchemy, does not explode qi and blood, it is just as hard as a magic weapon.
Is there anything that makes him feel pain?
Treasure?
Ten thousand years ago, the imperial capital was destroyed overnight and the two monasteries were removed. I don't know how many treasures were buried in the ruins.
Just this journey, Su Zimo never found anything.
The forbidden area of the imperial palace is very unusual right now, and it is quite possible that there are hidden treasures!
Su Zimo turned around again and walked back. After a dozen steps, he stopped his figure, staring at the ground beneath his feet.
Among the rubble and dust, there is an iron bump that gleams with a dark green light.
Su Zimo frowned slightly, waved his robe sleeves, brushed away the surrounding rubble, and the iron blocks were exposed again, like the handle of something.
Su Zimo grabbed this handle and pulled it outward.
"Huh?"
Su Zimo's expression changed slightly.
This unknown thing fell into the dusty ruins, only slightly loose!
Su Zimo emptied his hands, his eyes brightened, and he stepped forward to grab the iron block, his blood was rising, his feet were full of strength, and he gave a low growl and raised it sharply!
Boom!
The ground trembled violently, almost sinking in!
Breaking through the dust burial, a huge artifact gradually reveals its true face.
This is a bronze tripod.
The tripod is the most mysterious artifact on the Heavenly Desolate Continent.
In the realm of comprehension, the four weapons of cauldron, furnace, tower, and bell are not easy to control, and none of them have sharp edges. Most of the monks who can impose these four weapons are not easy to provoke.
The four weapons have a common feature.
There is space inside.
You can detain and suppress creatures or other weapons.
Four weapons, intertwined with different Tao and Dharma, contain different mysterious powers themselves, which is amazing!
Like a clock, it contains the power of sound.
In the monasteries in the realm of cultivation, there is usually a big Buddhist bell.
The big bell rang, the Sanskrit sounds echoed, the demons and ghosts did not dare to approach!
And the furnace, cast, has the power of burning!
The tripod in it is a symbol of dignity and strength.
Ding, the heavy weapon of the country, the heavy weapon of the Tao, suppressed, can stabilize the world!
The status is supreme, the strength is supreme!
Most of the "ding" in the realm of cultivation are three-legged round tripods.
Three legs, two ears and one tripod, vaguely, in line with the heaven and earth, and the great mysterious.
The tripod in front of me is a quadrangular tripod.
The four-legged square tripod is not as rounded as the three round tripods, so close to the main road. Instead, it has sharp edges and corners.
But it is this kind of sharp-edged ding body, but it looks particularly domineering and majestic!
The sky does not allow me, I will break this day!
The ground cannot tolerate me, so I will smash it!
The world cannot tolerate me, I am my own world!
The four-legged square tripod is very similar to Su Zimo's temperament.
This bronze square tripod is more than one meter high and stands in front of Su Zimo's eyes. It exudes an ancient aura, and it looks like nothing.
It's a pity that this bronze Fangding tripod doesn't know what it has gone through. There are cracks all over the tripod, dense, bleak, and ruined.
"It's a pity."
Xuan Yi shook his head and sighed softly: "This bronze cauldron was probably a great weapon back then. Now it is destroyed like this, even the innate spiritual weapon is useless."
In Su Zimo's storage bag, there are also a few destroyed innate artifacts.
It looks like a black gold silk armor. Although it was destroyed and the spirit pattern collapsed, the armor itself was intact, and a broken innate spirit pattern was left behind.
As for the bronze square tripod in front of me, the tripod body was almost shattered, and there was no possibility of repairing it.
I'm afraid that if you bump into it casually, this bronze square tripod will be scattered into a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron.
Su Zimo laughed at himself, and secretly said: "I have been thinking about it. Ten thousand years have passed. Even if there is a treasure, I am afraid that it would have been picked up by others long ago. How could it be left to me." /
Su Zimo was about to turn around and leave, but frowned again, staring at the bronze square tripod in front of him, his eyes flickering, thoughtful.
After a few moments, Su Zimo gradually narrowed his eyes, suddenly burst out two divine lights, took a deep breath, exhaled and made a sound, carried the blood, and hit the bronze square cauldron with a heavy punch!
Dang!
The fist and the tripod collide.
There was no muffled sound of colliding flesh and blood, instead, there was a sound of Jin Ge clashing, echoing endlessly!
The bronze square tripod does not move.
Su Zimo didn't keep his hands.
Even an intact high-grade spirit weapon can be broken into pieces!
Su Zimo remained silent, patted his palm in the storage bag, and directly sacrificed the Panlong seal.
Su Zimo's idea is very clear.
He just wants to try this bronze square tripod!
Furthermore, I will try it with the innate spirit weapon!
Anyway, this bronze square tripod is already broken and useless, even if it is smashed by the Panlong seal, it is nothing to be a pity.
If the Panlong seal can't be broken...
Su Zimo tossed the Panlong Seal upwards, circling the golden core, and blasted a spiritual force from his fingertips, submerged in the Panlong Seal.
Panlong Yin shines brightly!
The six spiritual patterns flicker continuously, bursting with golden light, like a scorching sun!
In the base-building state, Su Zimo still couldn't exert the true power of the innate spiritual weapon.
Now, the power of the golden core is injected into the Dragon Seal, and the change suddenly occurs! .
The divine dragon entrenched above, amidst the endless golden light, came alive, screamed up to the sky, and erupted with a high-pitched dragon chant!
Almost the same time.
The Xingyue Sect, Shadowless Gate, Fire Cloud Valley and many other monks who have just entered the imperial palace have noticed ~ IndoMTL.com~ felt the spiritual power fluctuations that burst from the depths of the imperial palace.
Many monks gazed, faintly seeing the golden light shining under the night sky!
Shallow Xingyu rose into the sky with a deep gaze, looking into the direction of the golden light, his eyes were bright, and he smiled lightly: "Sure enough, there is a great treasure born! With this great treasure, in the ancient battlefield twenty years later, I can line up Enter the top 100 vision list!"
"It turned out to be an innate spiritual weapon!"
In the darkness, Wuyingmen Mo Xiaofeng's figure shook, his eyes hot.
Fire Cloud Valley Wang Yan laughed up to the sky, no longer concealing his figure, standing up in the air, looking unscrupulously in the direction of Xingyue Sect and Wuyingmen, and loudly said: "I want this innate spiritual tool! "
"Heavy treasures are born, everyone depends on their abilities!"
Qian Xingyu gave a sneer, and moved towards the depths of the imperial palace.
Many monks from Wuyingmen and Fire Cloud Valley also set off.