Chapter 2159 The seventh floor of the temple: the utensils on the sacrificial platform
Alice sat slumped on the ground, feeling a sense of emptiness in her body after the disaster. Bing Zhixie brought Ruola and handed it to her. She looked back at the floating island below and vaguely saw several bright spots climbing up.
There was suspicion in Venedin's eyes. He looked at Ruola who was in a coma. He didn't understand what happened. But no matter what, the sudden situation just happened saved them. Otherwise, under such an impact, the only way to survive was
By luck. He came back to his senses and looked up at the sky again. He took a few deep breaths to relieve the severe pain in his body. He tried to stand up straight, but the pain forced him to sit down and rest. He thought to himself: "At least there is no blood.
Weeping Red Lotus, that person can't open Yuan Ge's door. Other important things can only be taken away by him..."
Pan's condition was better. The healing power just now enveloped him. Although it only lasted a short moment, his body recovered a lot and breathing was not so painful. He looked back and saw that he was blown to the floating island behind and blocked by the shrine.
The Toast Bear was still able to stand up on his own, so he thought he was fine. He turned around and said to Celeste: "Do you think that man is very similar to you?"
"Um?"
Pan Dao: "They are very similar in many places, not only in terms of temperament, but I even suspect that he and you are the same family. Aren't you an orphan?"
Bing Zhixie was thoughtful.
Pan continued: "When the girl Ruola changed just now, I noticed that both you and the man had a special reaction."
Bing Zhixie shook his head and said to him: "Maybe it's just a coincidence. Didn't Ruola's changes also have an impact on you?"
Pan looked at his wound: "That's not what I'm talking about."
"What is that? Stop making random guesses."
"Huh, I just have to meddle in other people's business. But that guy defeated me easily. I'm very interested in the relationship between you." Pan said solemnly.
Bing Zhixie said: "I don't know him at all."
At this time, someone suddenly teleported out and flew towards the direction of the altar. It was Solatum.
Toast Bear jumped over from behind: "This great master's injury is not as serious as seen. He actually still has such vitality..."
A figure also followed, it was Venedin. He obviously didn't want to be beaten first.
Tusi Xiong also wanted to take a look at the shrine, but as soon as he activated his magic power, his eyes went dark and he fainted on the ground again.
"Toast Bear..." Pan went over to check and saw that he was unconscious. He turned back to Bing Zhixie and said, "Hey, don't let those two guys take advantage of us!"
Although Bing Zhixie had no specific purpose for coming here, she never wanted all the results she had worked so hard to gain to be stolen by others.
"Master, I'll go with you." Alice held her bow and just stood up when she was stopped by Bing Zhixie.
"Stay still, keep an eye on Ruola, and look for Hayate on the way."
"What?" Alice looked at Ruola beside her. The boss was unhappy.
On the altar, St. Yis was still talking to the general of light. On the outer edge of the altar, not far from the altar, there were several small floating islands floating in the air. These small floating islands were related to the altar.
The platform has the same color and was also artificially built. Solatum landed on the small floating island, glanced towards the direction of the altar, and then quickly walked towards the altar on the small floating island. These are
The place where the core treasures are enshrined to the Sand God is all treasures that everyone has dreamed of or dared not even think about for thousands of years.
Solatum couldn't restrain his excitement. He was glad that Saint Isla didn't take the treasure here first, and he still had a chance to find what he wanted. At this time, Venedin flew to the island and dissuaded him:
"You'd better just take what you need."
"Why?" Solatum looked back, with a cruel look on his face: "Whatever I want is my freedom, you..."
Venedin coughed slightly, the sword in his hand swaying slightly in the gentle airflow: "We can reach here because of everyone's joint efforts. You can't take everything away!"
Solatum raised his eyes and saw Bing Zhixie coming from behind, and reluctantly looked at the sacred objects on the altar, and finally looked in the direction of the altar, thinking in his heart: "It is more important to find what the Pope wants, as for other things
Put the treasures later." He snorted loudly and flew away from the floating island.
After Bing Zhixie fell, he looked at Wenidin, and the two of them walked towards the ritual altar at the same time. Facing half of the deep black and half of the blurry brown and red time and space, the enshrined item on the altar
The treasure is not a speck of dust, but it is a very inconspicuous thing.
This thing looks like a rough metal ball taken out of the mold after smelting. There are still some rough areas on the surface. It looks like a steel ball. It is dull and unremarkable. If you throw this thing into the smelting
In the factory, no one would think it was a treasure. If they just threw it into the pile of grinding steel balls, they probably wouldn't be able to tell the difference.
It's hard to imagine why such a thing would be placed here, but since it is placed here, it proves that it must be of great value.
"Do you know what this is?" Bing Zhixie asked.
Venedin shook his head and emphasized: "I really don't know."
"Then take it away?"
"Of course, it's a treasure. Rather than leaving it here to gather dust, it's better to give it full play to its due value." Venedin raised his eyes and said, "While the masters are still chatting, put it away first and then divide it up."
Bing Zhixie glanced at Solatum who was gradually moving away on the floating island: "That's not what you said to him just now."
"What can be obtained should naturally be divided equally. He has his own purpose and everyone gets what he needs. This is the explorer's principle."
"What about you? Do you have anything you must take?"
Suddenly, a stone plate appeared in Venedin's hand. After a while, magic induction gradually occurred in an area on the stone plate. He smiled and said to Bing Zhixie, "What I want is indeed here."
Bing Zhixie carefully took down the things on the altar. This thing was so heavy that he couldn't hold it up without using magic to hold it up.
Venedin smiled again: "Can you place such a heavy thing in your alien space?"
Bing Zhixie snorted and put the thing back: "I don't have to take it away."
"Wouldn't that be a pity?"
"Go find your things first."
"You want to follow me?" Venedin looked at him.
"I can go check out other floating islands."
Venedin coughed a few more times and coughed up blood: "I won't talk nonsense to you anymore." He jumped onto the guard in two steps and flew to another small floating island.
Bing Zhixie followed and landed on another floating island. At this time, the huge black dragon flew over from the blood sand. This made his body tremble, his skin all over his body was numb, and his soul was deeply affected.
He was inexplicably stimulated. Just when he gradually couldn't help himself, the black dragon was summoned by the light that was withdrawn, and the tense and exciting feeling suddenly disappeared.
Venedin only glanced at this floating island, and then jumped to a small floating island further away. There are not many small purple-black floating islands here, only about eight or nine, and they will be there soon.
Searched all over. Bing Zhixie walked to the altar. There was a scroll tube on it. He took it out and took a look. There were six pieces of paper in it, three of which were parchment papers. The writing on them was even older.
The other three pictures were written with more modern characters. Bingzhixie could roughly read them clearly. Five large dark red characters were written on the right side of the head - Demonic Refining and Remelting Technique.
"Demon Refining and Remelting Technique? What is this?" This was the first time Bing Zhixie heard this term. When he was about to read a few more lines, a voice that made people feel like spring breeze came from opposite him.
"Can I see this item?"
Bing Zhixie suddenly raised his head, and St. Yis's face appeared in front of him. Looking at this face at such a close distance, he was deeply shocked in his heart, and an inexplicable and strange feeling came to his heart.
When he came back to his senses, he broke out in a cold sweat again. He was completely unaware of the other party's arrival. If this person had any malicious intentions, he might have his head in a different place by now.
"Um?"
"Ah~!" Bing Zhixie handed the thing over in a daze: "Uh... ok..."
St. Yis only glanced at it and said, "I want this thing, can I?"
Bing Zhixie was stunned again, and suddenly felt rebellious: "If I say no, will you give up?"
Saint Ismail smiled: "No."
Bing Zhixie said unhappily: "Then why are you asking me so much? Doesn't it seem hypocritical?"
Saint Isla put the things back on the altar and said: "When I go to a restaurant to eat, I will say thank you when the waiter serves me the meal. But without this thank you, he will still serve me the meal."
"You don't have to say it."
"I really don't have to say anything." St. Yis took the things in his hands again, put them away, and turned to leave.
Bing Zhixie stopped him: "Wait a minute. Do we know each other?"
St. Yis' ice-blue robe faced him with his back: "We met when we were getting the Ten Thousand Eyes Stone in Barren Rock City."
Bing Zhixie stared at his back and asked seriously: "That's not what I'm talking about. Have we met before or after that?"
"No."
"But why, I feel like you have a familiar feeling."
"Of course." St. Yis turned back to him and said, "Because we are people of the same blood. Really... one family!"