At this time, Haifeng suddenly saw a person appear at the entrance of the cave, "You two, I've been waiting for a long time."
The man's face was covered, so he couldn't tell his appearance, but he just came with bad intentions.
"Don't you care whether your men live or die?"
When the two people came out of the cave, they saw that all of their people were tied up, and some of them were lying on the ground, uncertain whether they were alive or dead.
"What do you want?"
Huifeng's voice was cold.
"Deputy Captain Hui was the first to react! It's very simple, hand over everything you find down there!"
Greed flashed in the eyes of the eleventh prince after his disguise, "Don't try to lie to me, I have already asked your men, you seem to have found a lot of treasures down there!"
"Bastard!! Who are you? How dare you use such despicable means!"
Yuan Ao was furious.
"This is not something you can know. All you need to understand now is that I am the sword and you are the fish and meat. Do you want those treasures or the lives of your men..."
He smiled sinisterly, and Yuan Ao wanted to rush over immediately, but no, Mu Qing and the others were still in her hands.
"How do you two think about it? My patience is limited."
Hui Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.
Deep in the pupils of his eyes, a cold light flashed.
…
At this moment, Ling Xuewei came to the ground quietly while the Qilin ferocious beast was fighting with others.
However, Snowball and Xiaoshan were not found.
Where did they go?
At this time, Ling Xuewei was surprised to find that the barrier around the ruins had disappeared! Who broke it? No, that kind of barrier cannot be easily broken by these people.
So...is it related to the giant unicorn?
In fact, Ling Xuewei's guess was good.
The Qilin ferocious beast is the guardian beast guarding this ruins. It was originally sealed at the bottom of the pool, but was awakened by Ling Xuewei's unintentional intrusion. It broke through the cold pool, and the barrier in the ruins naturally broke down.
Ling Xuewei flew down onto the stairs, raised her head, and the stairs spread directly into the sky.
From a distance, it looks like a pyramid-like building, with no top visible at all.
There are nearly 10,000 stairs. If you really walk step by step, you may not be able to finish it in three days and three nights. But for a monk, it only takes a moment.
Finally, reach the top.
It was a place like an altar.
There is a huge cross suspended in the air, and on the cross, a skull is nailed to it.
That should be a person.
I just don't know what serious crime I have committed, and I want to be crucified here alive.
And in front of them, a rusty sword was stuck on the altar.
She looked around and seemed to find no danger, so she walked over.
When I got closer, I realized that the dead man was quite tall, at least over two meters. I don't know if it was caused by the wind or something else, but the air here was actually filled with gloominess.
There is nothing here except the altar, just a rusty sword.
But no matter how Ling Xuewei looked at it, she didn't see anything special about this sword.
However, she was soon attracted by the ring on the skeleton's hand.
Ling Xuewei bowed to the skeleton, silently said "I'm sorry", then reached out and took off the ring.
And then...no more.
She thought something strange would happen. After all, she had been taught so many times before and was ready to run away at any time. But... nothing happened.
You couldn't tell what the material of the ring was. It was dark and had no aura at all.
She tried to use her spiritual energy to penetrate it, but was dumbfounded to see that the ring was broken!
Broken!
Forehead……
It turned out to be just an ordinary ring.
It seems that she really thinks too much.
She sighed, hesitated, took out a piece of cloth, wrapped the broken ring, and put it back in front of the skeleton.
"Senior, please forgive me, I really didn't mean it! I just wanted to find some treasure, but unexpectedly I broke your ring..."
"Master! What are you talking about all by yourself?"
At this moment Xiaoli suddenly appeared.
"Xiaoli, are you awake?"
"Yes, master, where are you? Why do I feel a strange aura?"
Xiaoli looked around, and then her eyes fell directly on the sword on the altar.
"What's wrong?"
Xiaoli suddenly rushed over, circling around the rusty sword, her voice filled with surprise, "Master! Quick! Pull it out!"
"Ah? What's different about this sword? Isn't it just an embroidered sword?"
"Yes... Oh no! Anyway, Master, please unplug it first!"
The incoherent little guy made Ling Xuewei very confused, but she still followed Xiaoli's instructions, held the sword, and then pulled it out!
Hmm... didn't pull it out.
Pull out again.
Still not moving.
This time, even Ling Xuewei was surprised.
She was now strong enough to withstand a one-ton cow without any effort, but she could not pull out the sword at all. It was still a rusty sword.
This alone is incredible.
"Isn't it possible? Master, come on!" Xiaoli encouraged Ling Xuewei from the side.
Ling Xuewei tried several times, but to no avail, so she gave up.
"It still doesn't work. Xiaoli, do you know this sword?"
Xiaoli nodded, then shook her head, which confused Ling Xuewei.
"Oh, it's because Xiaoli can sense a familiar aura from this sword, but its current appearance is not familiar to Xiaoli... so..."
Ling Xuewei probably understood.
"Are you familiar with a very powerful baby?"
Xiaoli nodded heavily, "Of course! Super awesome!"
It seems that it is really unusual to be able to make Xiaoli say these four words.
But obviously this thing doesn't belong to her.
I had no choice but to give up.
At this moment, Ling Xuewei suddenly paused.
Her eyes fell on the broken ring. For some reason, she suddenly stepped forward, took the broken ring, and put it next to the sword.
Then I expected some kind of reaction, but in the end, there was still no reaction.
Huh? You shouldn’t.
If you imagine that this sword was the weapon of the dead skeleton during his lifetime, then this ring is most likely the key to controlling this sword. Because there is only one ring on the skeleton, and after thousands of years, the ring is still there
Didn't disappear.
So she speculated that there might be some connection between the two.
"Master, why don't you try using spiritual energy to activate it?"
She tried it, but it still didn't work.
"What about the blood?"
She made a cut on her fingertip, and it dripped onto the sword, but there was no reaction.
Even if it drips onto the ring, there is no reaction.
Ling Xuewei is going crazy.
"How could it be useless? It shouldn't be! Xiaoli won't feel wrong!"
"Let's go!"
Ling Xuewei expressionlessly dragged Xiaoli to leave.
"No! Master, try again! Try again one last time..."
The little guy was holding on to the altar and wouldn't leave.
He almost cried, made trouble and hanged himself.
The corner of Ling Xuewei's mouth twitched, and just when she was about to take coercive action, there was a clang and the altar fell down!
Then the sword that had cost her so much effort just rolled out.
