World of Immortals Chapter 164: Suiren drill

Xiao Chen was shocked, and the two little beasts were swept away in this way. He stood silently in the void, scanning all directions. With the two little beasts for so long, the sudden separation really made him very disappointed.

The black shadow of the beast, the scales of the cold forest, only such a little information, Xiao Chen kept in his heart, he secretly determined that he must practice well, if one day he can achieve something, he will definitely come here to look for two little beasts. . He didn't expect it now, and he could clearly see that the madman in the black fury was not something he could deal with.

Xiao Chen landed on the floating island, quietly looking at the distant mountains. Although he didn't hold any hope, he still wanted to wait here for a few days. It would be good if the old undead who entered the horrible vein met the madman, although the hope of winning was very slim, there was always a slim chance of Danggui.

Suddenly, Xiao Chen felt very strange. The package he was carrying was shaking. When he opened it, it turned out to be a long black cloth. It was not because it was not clean, but because it was dark because it was stained with blood. It appears dark black because it is too old.

It turned out to be the Shroud of the Flintlock!

The blood-stained **** cloth obtained from Dragon Island, of course, cannot be completely determined to be the Suiren's shroud. This is only the devil's original inference and Xiao Chen's conjecture.

If the guess is true, there is no doubt that Suiren is dead. However, there are many legends on the Changsheng Continent, which all point directly to one place, that is, the Southern Wilderness. Legend has it that the Suiren family has been living in seclusion in the Southern Wilderness. Looking at this black blood-stained **** cloth. Xiao Chen was astonished. You must know that it started when you got it. I have never seen any abnormality, even when sailing in the forbidden sea.

And this seemingly ordinary blood cloth actually fluctuates abnormally for the first time today.

When the black blood cloth was held in the hand, it turned out to be no wind, and then it trembled and fluttered in the air like a large black flag.

The mountains and forests are very calm, there is not even a slight breeze, and there are no abnormal energy fluctuations on the suspended island of God, but the black blood cloth is shaking violently under such circumstances, as if a pair of invisible hands are dancing. With it.

Xiao Chen grabbed a corner hard. Let it tremble "crashing". Observing everything around me carefully and carefully, the divine sense came out, scanning all directions.

There was not a trace of abnormality, no one approached, except for the roar of beasts from the surroundings, there was nothing wrong with it.

What's the matter?

Is there someone peeping in secret?

Related to the Shroud?

After scanning the surroundings for half an hour, Xiao Chen denied this conjecture. I thought of another possibility. Could it be the reason for this place? Could the suspended island of God have something to do with the Suiren clan?

The dark brown island of God is like a meteorite, and there is no breath of life on it, only the broken rubble seems to tell the glory of the year.

"Wow!"

The shroud suddenly shook violently, as if to let go. Xiao Chen hurriedly pulled it hard, but his body followed the direction of the shroud's vibrating movement.

Target, in the middle of the ruins!

The blood-stained black **** cloth is like a spirit. Pointing a direction, leading Xiao Chen step by step towards the center of the ruins.

At this moment, Xiao Chen's heart throbbed violently, and the ancestral god's shroud guided him forward. It seemed that he was about to have an extraordinary encounter. He had never thought that the ordinary shroud had spirituality, and had always thought it was just an immortal ancient cloth stained with holy blood.

When Xiao Chen came to the center of the island and stood on the ruins. Suddenly, the blood cloth shook violently. Abruptly out of his control, he flew out of his palms. Then a gust of wind swayed in the center of the island of God. The black **** cloth shook violently in the air, and the rubble in the ruins rose with the wind and flew in the air.

The ruins were cleared out.

The blood-stained black **** cloth straightened like a javelin and pointed directly at the foundation of the ruins.

The foundation is entirely made of piled hard rocks, but they have been polished, the edges and corners are not rough, and they are neatly stacked, making the foundation thick and solid.

Xiao Chen has already determined that there is definitely something below here!

I just don’t know if there is any danger. After experiencing too many things, he has become more and more cautious, because such ancient relics are most prone to evil. After experiencing the horror of the dead city, whenever he saw ancient buildings such as castles, he always felt lingering fears.

The wind was surging, Xiao Chen split the foundation in the air, and the Undead Wings were already unfolded. He was suspended in the void. If there was an abnormality, he would evacuate here as soon as possible.

The boulder collapsed and flew, and the foundation was shattered by him. The black soil on both sides was surging into the distance by the big energy waves. The foundation was exposed, and there was nothing special underneath, nothing unusual. However, at this moment, the black **** cloth trembled more violently. After a violent gust of wind, it suddenly came to a standstill, and then fell quickly as if it weighed more than a thousand catties.

It just fell among the rocks, covering a foundation.

Watching quietly for a while, Xiao Chen didn't realize that there was nothing wrong, so he landed in front of Shenbu and grabbed it.

With a sound, the blood-stained black **** cloth wrapped a stone wedge out of the foundation.

A very ordinary stone, gray-brown, very rustic, with **** thick and thin, palm length, and one end somewhat pointed. The overall look looks like a stone drill. Of course, it is more like a stone wedge. It was originally used to fill the gaps between the foundation stones and boulders. As a result, the blood-stained black **** cloth was wrapped up.

Xiao Chen didn't care, thinking that there was something hidden under the foundation, but found nothing after lifting the boulder. Instead, the shroud kept trembling, covering the ordinary stone wedges.

Stone wedges!

This...Xiao Chen felt a little surprised. Could this spiritual cloth tremble for this ordinary long stone?

This is just an ordinary stone! The kind that can be seen everywhere in the mountains, and the people who built the foundation of this palace obviously regarded it as an ordinary stepping material, and did not regard it as a big material at all, just to fill the gaps between the foundation stones.

How could this be?

Xiao Chen couldn't understand it. After observing for a long time, he didn't find the slightest peculiarity. His keen sense of spirit did not perceive any breath of energy, and there was no slight abnormal fluctuation.

Obviously, Xiao Chen was the last person to arrive here. Many repairers had already arrived before him. The ruins of the Tianshen Palace had already been turned upside down. If there were any treasures, it would be difficult to hide them. What good things can be left over those places that are not dead and carefully searched by everyone?

However, the shroud pointed directly at this ordinary stone that looked like a stone drill. Even if it was ordinary, Xiao Chen couldn't really put it into a mortal stone. Holding it in his hand, turning it over and looking at it, I noticed that it seemed a little lighter than an ordinary stone, and it looked like a sinking wood.

"Huh, wood?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen was surprised to find that if it was a wooden block that had been polished at one end, it looked a lot like a gray-brown ancient wood.

It's too fast, why are ordinary stones a little confused? It's like a stone and a wood, hard to distinguish.

I smashed it hard at a boulder. The expected boulder collapsed and did not appear. The stone bar resembling a stone drill was collapsed not far away, without the slightest peculiarities.

Xiao Chen carefully put it away. Although I don't see any use for the time being, I don't expect it to be a common product.

Near the island of God, no more cultivators appeared, and everyone chased two young holy beasts. Xiao Chen said somewhat self-deprecatingly: "You are fighting for the sacred beast of the suspected strongest race in the front, I am here to pick up rocks."

After waiting quietly for two days near the island of God, Koko and Xiaolong hadn't returned. Xiao Chen's disillusionment was disillusioned. He decided not to wait any longer and went to the depths of Huangmai to take a look.

In the following day, he saw some traces of cultivators, it was those who were chasing the little sacred beasts. Of course, these people are all weaker cultivation bases, lagging behind, those strong ones have long since disappeared in the depths of the wild veins.

At the same time, Xiao Chen accidentally discovered some indigenous people living in the mountains and forests, living very primitive lives, just like savages. In such a small tribe, when he saw a certain scene, he was immediately struck by lightning. He saw someone in this primitive tribe using hardwood sticks to drill wood on the thick wood to make fire.

At this moment, there seemed to be a flash of lightning illuminating Xiao Chen's heart, making his blood boil for a while!

The seemingly ordinary stone wood obtained from the ruins is no longer ordinary anymore. He knows what it is. How can Suiren get the way? From this!

This seems to be his holy artifact, Suiren drill!

Thinking about its shape, and the material resembling stone, not stone, or wood, not wood, Xiao Chen suddenly thought of the Suiren Diamond, which the ancestor **** gained the Tao.

All humans know about the ancestor gods who used wood to make fire.

But it seems that there has never been a description of this sacred object. It seems that no one has ever classified it as a sacred object. It is not seen that it has any power. The ancestors never used it to deal with opponents.

But this is an extraordinary artifact after all!

When Xiao Chen's mood was ups and downs~IndoMTL.com~ it was difficult to calm down, the sound of dragons roaring from the depths of the primitive mountain range.

It's a little stubborn dragon!

Xiao Chen was so pleasantly surprised that he spread the undead wings and rushed forward like lightning.

In the virgin forest covering the sky and the sun, the sound of dragons echoed. Just ahead, Xiao Chen rushed across the mountains and forests and rushed there. I saw that Xiaolonglong and Keke were both safe and sound. In addition to them, there were three small beasts following them, the head of the ancestor dragon, the tail of the ancestor dragon, and the scaly armors were brilliant.

It turned out to be a three-headed little dragon king!

The three-headed little dragon king was definitely not something that Xiao Chen had seen on Dragon Island before. Xiao Chen would never admit his mistake, he must have never seen it before.

Xiao Chen couldn't even look into his own eyes. This was something that stunned him. Little Stubborn Dragon and Ke Ke didn't know where to turn the three-headed Little Dragon King!

Too speechless!