Doomsday Horror Storm

Chapter 46: Armory!

There is no light in darkness.

Yang Xuan was walking in the dark at the moment. He was the only one walking in the corridor, and there was silence all around.

Not long after walking, there suddenly appeared a beam of light in front of him, which was square in shape. It was obviously the end of the corridor. Yang Xuan walked over and saw a majestic palace with golden dragons inlaid on the wall and spiritual beads as lamps, shining in all directions.

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At a glance, Yang Xuan saw that the main hall was magnificent, with divine dragons coiled around the beams and pillars. It was a hundred times more domineering than the palace. The most surprising thing was that on the walls, there were all kinds of weapons, swords, guns and sticks hung everywhere.

There are all of them, and there are many swords with strange styles.

"So many weapons?" Yang Xuan said in shock. He could tell at a glance that each of these weapons had a shining divine light. He could tell at a glance that they were not ordinary items. They were at least level X or above. And look at the weapons here.

The scale is tens of thousands of pieces

Every X-level weapon is a priceless treasure. Although it is not as precious as a Taoist weapon, only a few people have it. Even with the huge financial resources of Yuxuan Pavilion, there are at most less than a hundred pieces in the warehouse. Compared with the top-notch weapons here,

Thousands of pieces are completely incomparable.

"This should be the treasure of this temple. My dear, I feel that there is a powerful treasure in the depths." With Xiaojin's determination, he couldn't help but exclaimed.

Yang Xuan looked around and wondered: "There are no guards here?"

Xiao Jin exuded powerful spiritual consciousness, looked around, and then shook his head and said: "There is no life fluctuation, there should be no one there, and that wall was opened for you, presumably with the intention of giving all this treasure to you.

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Yang Xuan whispered: "It's better to be careful. Let's go see what other powerful weapons are inside." He walked towards the depths of the arsenal.

Deep in the armory, a dazzling array of weapons are hung on the walls everywhere. Each one has a bright brilliance that flows like mercury. Some of the weapons have dragons and phoenixes dancing on them, and they actually have powerful beast souls sealed on them.

With spirituality.

Yang Xuan did not touch these weapons and walked straight into the depths.

Deep in the armory, there is a stone platform, three feet wide and six feet long, with ten weapon boxes placed on it, including rectangular, square and other different shapes.

Yang Xuan walked to a rectangular box of money. This box was extremely exquisite, with strange mysterious beasts carved on it, as well as ancient characters and mysterious runes.

"Rule runes, these are regular runes" Xiao Jin shouted excitedly.

"Rule runes?" Yang Xuan was curious.

Xiao Jin solemnly said: "The rules are invisible and intangible, just like air, but they are real. When you reach the saint state, you can use the rules, but only use them. After reaching an extremely high state, you can see the essence of the rules.

, use some words, calligraphy, calligraphy and painting, etc. to write down the rules."

Yang Xuan said in shock: "Can the rules be written down?"

Xiao Jin nodded and said: "The words carved by some powerful sword cultivators contain fierce sword meanings. Ordinary people will collapse their eyes and become mentally disturbed just by looking at them. This is a kind of power of will. A strong person can write it down casually."

A calligraphy and painting contains his understanding of the rules. When you look at this calligraphy and painting, you will be brought into that mysterious artistic conception."

Yang Xuan nodded and said: "Yes, in ancient times on earth, there were such talented people who could express their feelings in a painting or a word."

"That can only be done by those who have reached a very high level of artistic conception." Xiao Jin said: "If the strength and artistic conception are compared to a warrior, then the artistic conception is the moves, and the strength is the brute force. Some people are only brave, but they are beaten by the moves.

The opponent can be defeated easily. However, even using empty moves is not enough. The opponent can still be defeated ten times with one force."

"But if two people with similar strength, one has moves and the other doesn't, then they will definitely lose if they don't have moves."

Yang Xuan thought thoughtfully, "The artistic conception is the move..."

Xiao Jin suddenly said: "There are rules runes on this weapon box. The skill of the person depicted must be astonishing in the past and the present. It is unprecedented. He can condense the power of rules into the shape he wants at will, almost to the point of creating his own rules."

The things in this box must be extremely powerful."

Yang Xuan's heart suddenly became hot, and he stretched out his hand to touch the box. With a soft bang, Yang Xuan's hand was shaken back, and an almost transparent energy shield covered the weapon box.

A flash of surprise flashed across Yang Xuan's eyes, and he immediately raised his palms. The energy in his body condensed on his palms, and the air became quiet. He raised his hands and reached for the weapon box.

There was another soft bang, and Yang Xuan's palm was blocked outside the energy shield.

"It seems that your strength has not yet reached the required level," Xiao Jin said. "The person who placed the weapon box must be afraid that some lucky person will come in by mistake and take away these weapons, so he made a plan."

Yang Xuan laughed bitterly, retracted his palm, looked at Xiao Jin, and said: "Come and give it a try. You are only one step away from reaching the saint realm. Your hope is much greater than mine."

Xiao Jin nodded, flew up, stretched out a sharp weapon from his mouth, and shot it on the energy shield. Waves of golden power of rules lingered around the sharp weapon.

There was another soft bang, but this time it was not that Xiao Jin was blocked from outside, but that the energy shield was pierced.

Yang Xuan was overjoyed and quickly opened the weapon box.

call out

The dazzling purple divine light, as the weapon box was opened, illuminated Yang Xuan's face, turning it into purple.

In this weapon box, there is a purple weapon, three feet long, three fingers wide, with a straight jaw. There is a purple divine dragon swimming on it. Looking at it, it is clearly the divine dragon that was juxtaposed with the nine-headed dragon in ancient times.

:Purple Eyed Cloud Dragon

"Buzz"

The long purple sword buzzed, the dragon roared, the sky and the earth changed color, and the force surged, making Yang Xuan's clothes rustle.

"Good sword." Yang Xuan couldn't help but admired, stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and suddenly felt a strong force rushing out of the sword body, as if he was about to break free. Yang Xuan's palm suddenly exerted force, and the energy in his body surged like a river, pressing towards him.

The purple long sword, and at the same time, the golden light of the demon-suppressing seal above his head flashed, and a majestic figure like a mountain floated out.

This is the weapon spirit of the demon-suppressing seal.

The stalwart figure of "Demon Suppressing Power" raised his hand and shook it, and the strong pressure surged out and was vented on the purple divine sword. For a moment, the sword's struggle became much weaker, but it still buzzed, and it was obviously still

Not giving up completely.

"It's a pity that the nine-layer seal of the Demon-Swallowing Divine Armor has not been opened, otherwise the weapon spirit on it would be released, and a single thought could make this purple divine sword surrender. The Chaos Stick is also in a sealed state, and the weapon spirit on it seems to have been deprived of it.

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