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Chapter five hundred and twentieth three wonders in the world of eight directions

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Magnets that record sound and pictures are actually not uncommon. There are also some special situations in nature with magnetic fields and landforms. They are like natural video recorders that record images of people or creatures. In special weather decades later, they can be recorded again.

Start playing repeatedly.

But in the dark underground palace, spanning thousands of years, just when someone stepped into this place, he spoke out with emotion.

The strange stone that carries the words of the Qiu bearded guest has obviously undergone unknown and exquisite craftsmanship.

When this sound reached the ears of several intruders, it was also like a subtle signal, causing the three men in black armor to take a more violent next step.

Although these three mysterious armors are all made of black armor pieces and connected together, their bodies are actually very different from each other.

At a glance, you can tell that the black armor in the middle is the most majestic.

The armor on the left has a slender figure.

The armor on the right is smaller and more slender.

Under their helmets, they were covered by black face armor, and with their arm armor downwards, there were black metal gloves of unknown material with distinct knuckles.

The coverage is too tight, making it difficult to guess what kind of existence is inside these three armors. Is it a human body, a zombie, or a sophisticated mechanism, or even... is it empty, with nothing at all?

And when they started moving again, Lang Shiqi, Guan Luoyang, and even Bai Tong who was still behind the door all had a consensus in an instant.

——These three mysterious armors are definitely alive, or at least controlled by things with life.

Because their movements are full of life stretching, fish enter the sea, eagles fly high into the sky, and beasts start to stand upright and gallop across the earth, such a mysterious visual impact.

The armored man in the middle stretched his shoulders and waist. In one step, he crossed most of the bridge, raised his arm, and struck straight and unyieldingly at Lang Shiqi.

Lang Shiqi didn't want to fight it head-on, so he tried to dodge from the side and let the armored men fight with the group behind them first.

But just when Lang Shiqi's body suddenly shrank and tilted to the side, the armored man in front of him seemed to have deflected to an angle out of thin air. Although the posture of his whole body did not change much, the landing of his fist

The point also changed accordingly, locking the position of Lang Shiqi after dodging.

Lang Shiqi had no choice but to slash with his sword.

The green light of King Qin's Zhaodan Sword flashed and hit the fist of the majestic armored man.

The sound of the collision between the two sides was loud and short, as if two solid iron lumps were collided in mid-air and separated.

Lang Shiqi couldn't help but move backwards.

The ancient sword of the King of Qin, which cuts through iron like clay and illuminates the heart and gallbladder, did not leave a single trace on the ancient, dark fist armor.

As soon as he was surprised, he felt that his eyes were empty and black, and a strong sense of oppression had already touched the hairs on his face.

The majestic armored man's arms rotated, and the fist swung out by the other arm naturally passed through all Lang Shiqi's defenses, and suddenly hit him in the face.

Lang Shiqi's whole body flattened, and he flew backwards, trying to minimize the damage of the opponent's punch.

But his half-hearted retreat exceeded his expectations. When he was halfway back, he realized that he couldn't stop the retreat on his own initiative.

This retreat directly passed the bridge, retreated across the vast area paved with floor tiles, and hit the rock wall next to the stone gate.

As he was retreating, he passed less than three meters away from Guan Luoyang, and the majestic armored man who was chasing after him chased him without any deviation.

The slender man in armor had already arrived in front of Guan Luoyang and attacked him.

Bang!!

Wave seventeen hit the rock wall.

White Copper just stepped across the stone door, and he could see it most clearly at that moment.

When Lang Qi hit the rock wall, some dust particles stirred up around him, but then, these dust particles were frozen in the air together with his struggling movements.

In that moment, the surrounding air clearly became hard and tangible, as if it had been cast into a coffin that imprisoned Lang Qi, and there was even a faint feeling that it would continue to solidify, be pushed, and sink into the depths of the stone wall.

a feeling of.

Bai Tong thought of some "popular science" that Lu Chunhua had mentioned to them along the way.

The Qiu Bearded Guest's famous secret skill - the Order of Haiyu Island, is said to be a magic technique that looks like fist and palm kung fu. It has the magical effect of absorbing sea water, wind and rain, and casting it into a tangible weapon.

In a very brief moment of thought, the white copper slightly took half a step to the side, avoiding the stone wall, and cut out a fan-shaped green luster horizontally.

Lang Shiqi returned to his normal posture and cut off the imprisonment with one sword.

The air that became hard and tangible, was destroyed by this sword, and then dispersed into nothingness.

But the majestic armored man chased him closer, and Lang Shiqi was not allowed to dodge. He punched him one after another.

Sometimes its fist collided with Qin Wang Zhaodan Sword, and sometimes it hit the air, but then a large piece of air solidified to suppress and affect Lang Shiqi's movements.

The physical changes of Wave 17 are already weird enough. Adults and children, with long arms and short legs, are constantly changing between round and flat.

This kind of change does not look like a person, but it is so fast and fierce, and it is definitely not something that can be described as silt dough. If I have to find a metaphor, then it is probably like being born from lead-grey clouds.

Charming monster.

As long as there is a slight gap in the opponent's attack, he can slip out of the gap like smoke and respond with the most ruthless sword power.

However, he, his sword, and the lantern were sealed in a space less than two meters close to the rock wall by the movements of the majestic armored man.

The more I hit, the greater the pressure, and I couldn't find any gaps.

White Copper was very close to the battlefield, but he didn't just sit back and watch, but started walking around quickly.

He is an archer. Although he has some attainments in boxing and swordsmanship, he can only maximize his advantages by maintaining a certain distance.
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