Chapter 613： Wenzhou Cliff

The little tower suit softened.

Since the history of the two little guys is so horrible, there must be many benefits to them. Promised to help the little stone, the bone tower followed the little stone honestly.

"The rest of Baiduan Mountain is the Fenbao Cliff. There is the sacred place of burial soldiers in ancient times. According to rumors, the ancient war, the sacred fall, the weapons were damaged, were buried on Fenbao Cliff."

Shaohao pointed at the direction of Fenbaoya and smiled at the small stone. "Although they are all broken weapons, they are also worth exploring."

"What are you waiting for?"

With their wings spread, the two flew up and rushed towards Fenbaoya.

Speeding out all the way, not long after, a towering mountain appeared in front of the two of them.

The whole mountain is dark red, as if soaked with countless blood, revealing a breath of vicissitudes and killing.

At this moment, on the mountain, countless people shuttled around, looking around, searching for the ancient soldiers buried in Fenbao Cliff.

"Fenbaoya was banned by the sacredness of the ancient times. Only by inducing contact with the magic soldier can the magic soldier be born."

Shao Hao glanced at the small stone and smiled, "The ancient sacredness is the strongest in the spirit realm. The ban of Fenbaoya is very strong, but there is no way to carry it home, don't make that idea."

"Ha ha."

Little Stone smiled embarrassedly. He really had a plan to carry Fenbaoya home.

"Let's go up! The strongest magic weapon is the artifact. Although they are all broken artifacts, they are still powerful, but don't care."

Fenbaoya's most powerful weapons are buried on the mountain.

The two did not show much interest in the Tibetan soldiers at the foot of the mountain, and flew directly to the mountain.

On top of the mountain, megaliths stand tall, strangely shaped, and grotesque.

On each boulder, there is an endless Xiao-killing spirit, as if there are thousands of troops and horses, raising soldiers and shouting, murderous sky.

On the top of the mountain, there are also many people going to and fro. Everyone was looking for their own opportunities, but no contradiction occurred.

"No one has found a born soldier yet?"

The hilltop is so calm, there is no battle, the only possibility is that no one has found the magic soldier. Otherwise, if you ca n’t find it, ca n’t you grab it?

"Let's take a walk around! See if we can find the magic soldier."

Shao Hao and Xiao Shitiao were separated from each other, looking around on this strange rocky mountain top.

Every boulder on the mountain is buried by soldiers. However, if you can't have a reaction with the magic soldier, the magic soldier is silent and will not be born.

Of course, it is not that no one thought of breaking the stones and forcibly removing the soldiers. But ... the bones on the ground have already explained the consequences of doing so.

"In fact, I don't lack artifacts! However, if you can harvest an artifact, it will still be valuable."

Shao Hao walked all the way on the cliff, letting out the soul and soul induction, trying to give birth to these silent and damaged soldiers.

Along the way, under the induction of the spirit, the surrounding area was empty and there was no response at all.

After half a circle, in the middle of the mountain, a strange stone and Shao Hao gave a hint of induction.

This stone is strange, it seems that the two rocks are intertwined and condensed together, like a fork.

"Well ..."

Vaguely, Shao Hao heard a clash of gold and iron, as if two sharp blades collided with each other, and a trembling sound.

A sharp sense of sharpness rushed into Meiyu, and the endless killings made Shao Hao feel cold.

"What weapon is this? Murder is so heavy?"

Following the induction, Shao Hao stretched out his hands and pressed on this staggered boulder.

"Boom!"

Rock collapses! The light is shining!

Two sharp white lights, like Bai Hong Guanri, straight into the sky.

The endless ferocious atmosphere is frightening.

"A **** soldier is born!"

Such a scene shocked the treasure hunters around. A stream of streamers flew, and a large group of people rushed to the past.

"That's ... Shaohao?"

In front of the eyes of a crowd, a young boy in black stood in the air, with a pair of golden wings behind him stretched out, full of glory and vitality, just like a **** in the world.

It was Shao Hao who saw Debao, and these people also dispelled the looting.

"What is a born soldier?"

In Shaohao's hands, he held a pair of broken fangs. This endless ferocity was exuded from the tusks.

"Is this ... the white tiger's tooth?"

"Yes! This is a white tiger real spirit in the realm of gods, a pair of long knives made from his own tooth decay. Unfortunately, it is broken!

Everyone saw the pair of long knives in Shao Hao's hands. One stalk cut off the tip of the knife, and the other slashed the blade with numerous gaps.

"Boom!"

At this time, a loud noise rushed up.

"Asshole! Why is this such a shit?"

Immediately after the loud noise, the small and angry voice sounded.

With a flash of gold, a small stone whistled and flew towards Shao Hao, "Shao Hao, your pair of long knives, although broken, can still be used. This ... I am just scrap iron! "

In the hand of the small stone, he was holding a rusty and rotten handle, and even the sword handle rotted, like a broken sword like a broken iron piece.

"Taihao also got the magic soldier? Unfortunately ... luck is not very good. This thing should be broken when touched, right?"

The spectators watched the broken sword in Little Stone's hand, and they became psychologically balanced.

"Just harvest. The soldiers on Fenbao Cliff are all broken. Do you want to have a complete soldier?"

Shao Hao smiled and winked at Xiao Stone, "There is nothing good here, let's go!"

With their wings spread, the two flew up and flew out of Fenbao Cliff in an instant.

"Shao Hao, you just winked. Did my broken sword really be a good thing?"

Falling to a mountain in the distance, the small stone raised the broken sword and asked Shaohao.

"I need to see to be sure!"

Reached out to take the broken sword of the small stone ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Shao Hao waved his hand and put the broken sword into the "Supreme Hall".

The nature of the broken sword was completely clear when the colorful lights in the alchemy Pavilion were swept away.

"Good guy. The three-spirit true sword is made of dragon teeth, phoenix beak, and horns. This sword fruit is really extraordinary."

The Refiner Pavilion instantly analyzed the material of the broken sword. Seeing this material, Shao Hao was amazed. "It really is an artifact of ancient gods. This material alone is scary."

"It's so good?"

Little Stone blinked his eyes, and then got discouraged, "Even if the material is even better, that look is too ugly!"

"It's okay! I'll fix it!"

Shao Hao smiled at the small stone. "Before, we wiped out the tide of magic soldiers in the ruins. Although these magic soldiers are not artifacts, there are still some extraordinary materials that are just used to repair this sword."

Take out a dragon dragon's horn, enter into the refining cabinet, colorful Xiaguang a roll, the dragon dragon's horn melted into the broken sword, re-exercise this broken sword.

"It's been refined, here you are!"

Reaching out a hand, a whole black body, a simple four-foot sword, flew out of the air, and fell into the hands of small stones.

"Okay! That's what it looks like!"

Grabbing the sword and waving it a few times, Little Stone closed it with satisfaction.

"The sword is so badly damaged that the horn of the dragon is still a little worse. Even if it is repaired, the sword is still not as good as it is. However, it is also a good artifact.

Shao Hao nodded and punched his pair of long knives into the refining cabinet as well.

A pair of fangs were taken and two ivory were merged into the two residual knives. This pair of long knives was also repaired.

It also does not restore its original power, but it is not worse than ordinary artifacts.

At this point, two little guys, one artifact, the tyrants have reached the extreme.