Doomsday Rise

"It turns out that this rune means lightness." Liu Weian was both surprised and delighted. The surprise was that the power of this rune was so terrifying, and the joy was that he had mastered another rune. This rune can be used alone and is very practical.

"Light!" Liu Wei'an shook his fingers, the rune appeared in a flash, and the residual mace overflowed with slight fluctuations, and the weight disappeared out of thin air, becoming like a residual leaf. Liu Weian picked it up easily, as light as nothing.

"Take it!" Liu Wei'an untied the rune, and the broken mace hit the ground heavily, forming a deep pit with cracks like spider webs, and the vibration could be felt in a radius of hundreds of meters. Small metal, weighing between 1400-1500 catties.

"light!"

"receive!"

"light!"

"receive!"

...

Soon, Liu Weian will be able to master this 'light' script proficiently. It has to be said that Liu Wei'an's talent in the rune is so high that it is rare in a hundred years. For a level of talisman such as the 'light' character script, even if the master of the formation pattern came to learn it, it would take several months to master it. It took Liu Weian only a stick of incense to discover, decipher, learn, master, and use it proficiently.

"Let's see which bastard dares to provoke me." Liu Weian threw his mace up and down, but he was thinking of those masters. If they meet again, those ignorant people will just smash it with a broken mace. If something weighing more than a thousand catties is hit by surprise, it will kill people.

"Not good, Yan'er!" He suddenly remembered that the little maid was lost, and quickly observed the formation, looking for the way when he came...

"My lord, where are you?" Yan'er was lucky, although the void she fell into was dark and dull, there was no danger. It's just that she was scared and cried.

When Liu Weian went all out to find her, she was squatting on the ground, crying with her head in her arms. Survival is all about luck.

"You girl, you are crying so loudly, you are not afraid of attracting wolves." Liu Wei'an breathed a sigh of relief, as long as nothing happened. The formation was great, he didn't show a little bit on his face, but he was unavoidably proud in his heart. He thinks that the relics are so powerful that he can be unhindered and treat them like no one else, so he agrees to take Yan'er with him. He thinks he can protect this little girl.

Now he doesn't think so anymore, there are too many things in the ruins beyond his imagination. Among other things, he still hasn't figured out whether Cang Haiguo is true or not.

This kind of miraculous fruit that has only appeared a few times in history, and every time it appears, it will cause a bloody storm, so easily appeared in the 2-star ruins? It is incredible that there is a sea fruit in the 3-star ruins.

There are also half-god, half-rot monsters, what they are, he has no idea, and he has never heard of them.

"My lord!" Yan'er raised her head, smiling through tears, her eyes were like those of an abandoned child seeing her parents who were looking for her, and the fear in her heart disappeared all of a sudden.

This void is very strange, there is no light, but the eyes can see it. Liu Wei'an was sure that Yan'er was not in danger, so he turned his head to look at the space. Seeing this, he froze.

A sarcophagus as black as ink was suspended in the air, and eight iron cables as thick as arms locked the sarcophagus. A corner of the sarcophagus was dripping with blood, and it didn't know how long it had been flowing, forming a pool of blood.

This space was originally bright, and all the light was absorbed by the sarcophagus before it became pitch black. In the middle of the pool of blood was a strange plant, less than three inches high, bearing a fruit the size of a longan.

"Blood Bodhi!" An exclamation came from the side.

Liu Wei'an turned his head to look, and his heart sank. It was the man in gray. He didn't expect him to be alive.

"I didn't expect Blood Bodhi to really exist!" The man in gray stared at the fruit, with a greedy gleam in his eyes. Blood Bodhi uses blood as nourishment. In fact, many people think it is fake. Blood Bodhi has left too many legends in history, prolonging life for a hundred years, increasing skill for a hundred years, turning ordinary people into peerless masters overnight... Blood Bodhi has become a panacea in people's mouths, omnipotent.

In the ancient family, some people have tried, and it is impossible to cultivate blood bodhi with blood.

Although the man in gray is a senior who has been famous for a long time, he is not sure whether the blood bodhi exists.

Liu Wei'an retreated quietly, but the strength of the man in gray is so strong. As soon as he moved, the man in gray spotted him, glanced at him, and said sadly: "Boy, do you want to kill yourself, or do you want me to do it yourself?"

"At any rate, we are still in a cooperative relationship. Aren't you afraid that the master and senior Laobushi will be dissatisfied with you treating me like this?" Liu Wei'an was on guard, and the rocks in his hands had long been used up. The only thing he could use at the moment was the mace, but he was not sure.

Even if a master of the level of the gray-clothed man is hit head-on, he will only suffer a little injury at most and cannot die.

"The master and the old man suppressed me?" The gray-clothed man sneered, his eyes shot up with murderous intent, "You are not qualified yet!" A string of phantoms were left on the spot, and the real body had already arrived in front of him.

"Watch and fight!" Liu Weian lost his skill, but his eyesight was still there. The moment the man in gray made his move, he had already smashed out the broken mace. The real body of the man in gray appeared, just in the direction where the mace was thrown.

"A piece of broken stone?" The man in gray looked disdainful, but in fact he attached great importance to it. He knew that Liu Weian's formation was powerful, so he didn't dare to accept it empty-handed. With a flash of sword light, a soft sword sprang out from his sleeve, as fast as lightning, and hit the broken mace.

Ding!

The stretched soft sword suddenly softened as if it had been hit seven inches, and the man in gray almost choked. He didn't expect that the mace had no fancy tricks at all, it was purely to suppress people with strength.

"Go to hell—do you dare?" The man in gray flicked his wrist, and the software flew like a snake, and when it was about to touch Liu Weian's throat, he changed direction and shot towards the sarcophagus.

A Sanren master appeared silently on the pool of blood, almost about to take off the blood bodhi.

Blood Bodhi has been regarded as forbidden by the people in gray clothes, so how can anyone else get their hands on it. He didn't care about killing Liu Wei'an, maybe he thought that Liu Wei'an couldn't escape, and the blood Bodhi was the most important thing.

The Sanren master's psychological quality is not good, he was frightened and paused for a moment, and he lost the chance to get the blood Bodhi again, the man in gray came to kill him, and killed the Sanren master with three moves. The corpse fell into the pool of blood and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The blood did not even splash out, and it was unknown how deep it was.

"Get up!" The man in gray grabbed the root of the blood bodhi and wanted to pull it out, but suddenly, the blood bodhi didn't pull it up, and a force from the opposite direction came out, almost pulling him into the blood pool.

The man in gray was so frightened that he quickly let go of the blood bodhi. Before he could get over in one breath, the void suddenly lit up, and a sword glow several hundred meters appeared, slashing at the top of his head with the momentum of chopping waves.

The timing was just right.

"You're courting death!" The gray-clothed man was furious, the saber light came too fast, blocking all his escape routes, so he could only fight recklessly. Reckless is his shortcoming. The most important thing is that the blood pool is secretive, which makes him scruples and hates the swordsman in his heart. After all, he is a senior who has been famous for many years. He pointed the soft sword on the light of the knife, and used the word "unloading" to lead the light of the knife to the sarcophagus.

when--

Sparks shot everywhere, the sarcophagus did not shatter even a little bit of stone debris, but the blood pool below splashed thousands of feet of snow waves, which did not allow the man in gray, the swordsman, Liu Wei'an, and Yan'er to react, flooding the entire space.

The terrifying murderous intent is approaching, extinguishing all life.