() Seeing the mace flying up, Liu San had quick eyes and quick hands. He kicked off his legs and dropped it, holding the mace firmly in his hand.

However, it didn't look as golden as in the TV series, nor was it as heavy as imagined. Once in Liu San's hands, the mace turned into an extremely ordinary weapon.

"What's going on? Is it because these fangs are gone?" Liu San waved it a few times in his hand in confusion, no different from waving a piece of iron.

He could clearly see the tremendous power the man in the mural wielded when wielding the mace, which was almost earth-shattering, not to mention devastating.

"Forget it, any iron is just iron. It's better than using bare hands. I'll go back to the humans and ask them to make me a titanium alloy one." Ever since he realized the importance of weapons, Liu San has been focusing on titanium alloys.

The weapon is still on my mind.

If the original owner of this mace was alive in heaven, he would be furious to death, for he actually mistook their clan treasure for mortal iron.

"Who!" Suddenly, Liu San shouted, quickly turned around and looked back, only to find that there was nothing behind him for a false alarm, but just now he clearly felt like there was something staring at him from behind.

This feeling is exactly like him using his spiritual power to spy on other people's every move.

And there was more than one. Liu San felt three people peering at him from three different directions at the same time.

But he was unable to spy on the owner of any power, which meant that the spiritual power of these three unknown creatures was higher than his, but they were not much higher than him, otherwise they would not have been noticed by him.

This is not good news. Liu San has always thought that he can defeat invincible opponents in the world, or at least on land, if he is conservative, but today he actually encountered three people with stronger spiritual power than him.

Although mental power is not necessarily directly proportional to strength, the cultivation of mental power is far more difficult**, so generally those who can achieve initial results in the cultivation of mental power are not too weak.

This made Liu San feel a sense of crisis. He didn't even know whether the three unknown creatures were enemies or friends, or what the purpose of peeping at him was. They were running around like headless flies.

"Could it be that they are the remnants of the giant clan?" Liu San guessed in his mind. If it was really the giant clan, it would be difficult. He took the giant clan's treasure to suppress the clan. The most important thing is that the giant clan is not easy to mess with.

Liu San estimated from what he saw on the murals that if his strength were placed among the giants, he would be at the bottom.

"It seems that I have to work hard to eat more during this time. The island is so rich in food, which can double my strength in a short time. If it doesn't work, I will escape into the sea." Liu San was not too worried, and the Empire State Building

Everything has been pushed away by him, what else can he do that can stop him? He will use every move to make a move, and soldiers will come to cover up the water and the earth.

Perhaps because he had taken someone else's mace, Liu San felt a little guilty, so he didn't stay any longer. He took the mace and picked off the remaining three Manzhu Shahua flowers and hurried away.

…

At the same time, somewhere on Skull Island, in a small hidden cave, an old voice came out, which was comparable to a ghost's howl.

"The holy weapon is finally born."

This small cave obviously has a high status. There are usually three or five guards guarding it here. These guards are dressed in black robes, covering their entire bodies, making it difficult for people to see clearly and to know who they are.

ghost.

The black-robed guards looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes. However, what shocked them was not that the ancestor who had not spoken for decades suddenly spoke, but the news that the ancestor brought.

"Ancestor, what are we going to do?"

"What should we do?" The ghostly howling voice in the cave sounded again, "Our clan is determined to get the holy artifact. You go notify Guijin and ask him to find out the details of this matter. At the same time, closely monitor the movements of the other two groups.

I will be able to leave seclusion in a few days, and then I will go out in person."

The black-robed guards nodded tremblingly. They really didn't expect that they would provoke this ancestor to take action. You must know that this ancestor has not been out of seclusion for decades, and the outside world has long begun to speculate that he is dead.

.

…

The small valley is the center of the entire Skull Island, and it is also the current foothold of the giants.

"Holy weapon, it's interesting that he was actually chosen." A burly man ten meters tall said with a faint smile.

"Chief, what are you talking about? I just heard about the sacred weapon." A maid happened to hear this and asked curiously.

"It's nothing, but there's going to be a fight here soon." The clan leader didn't bother to explain.

"Struggle? Is the King Kong clan going to war with the Black Witch clan again? It's true that these two clans fight every day when they have nothing to do. If it's really so empty, it's better to sit down and chat together." The maid is not that old.

Big, obviously still a little naive.

The patriarch smiled noncommittally, but he was thinking in his heart: The ancestors said that if the sacred weapon has a spirit, it will choose a good owner. Since the sacred weapon has chosen him, I will not interfere more, but if I have the ability to keep the sacred weapon, then

It depends on his own ability.

…

In the other direction, there is a black hill.

Boom! Suddenly, the hill started to move, and then stood up incredibly. After shaking off the mud and dust on its body, it was revealed that it was actually a King Kong.

Much bigger than Liu San, he is estimated to be at least fifteen meters tall.

"King, what happened?" Beside the hill, a slightly smaller King Kong asked.

"Someone has taken down the sacred weapon." 'Xiao Shan' spoke in a loud voice, and it was not surprising that someone with poor concentration was so shocked that he vomited blood.

"Who is it? From the Black Witch Clan or from the Giant Clan?" King Kong, the smaller one, asked nervously.

"No, he's from our King Kong clan." Xiaoshan's face looked a little ugly, "He's the traitor."

"What, it actually fell into the hands of that traitor!" King Kong's face suddenly darkened, and he said with gritted teeth: "King! I will send someone to get it from him now. If he dares to resist, I will directly

killed."

'Xiaoshan' nodded, acquiescing to his actions, but he still reminded him, "Don't be too careless. I always feel that he has changed. He is not the same person as before. Maybe he has been outside for so many years.

No chance of an adventure."

"I got it." King Kong, the smaller one, bowed respectfully and retreated.

"Humph! A traitor is a traitor. Don't ever raise your head in front of me to see how I'll kill you this time." The smaller King Kong sneered in his heart, forgetting all the instructions given by 'Xiaoshan' just now.
Chapter completed!