These people had long died, and the weapons in their hands had already decayed.
As a result, in this secret realm, they are still alive and even attack.
No need to think about it, everyone knows how great the master of this secret realm was during his lifetime.
Otherwise, how could he refine such a puppet?
"Fortunately, these people do not have the intelligence." That's it, they all struggled to deal with it. If they had the intelligence, Chen Feng felt that they would never have thought about passing through their lives.
Chen Feng shook his head and didn't continue thinking. Since he couldn't get the weapons here, he had no worries.
"Come here." Chen Feng protected Qinghuan and others behind him. Han Xuan Bingyan turned into a sea of fire and surrounded the soldiers in it.
Whether they rushed out or were inside, they couldn't ask Han Xuan Bingyan.
With the help of Han Xuan Bingyan, in a short while, armor scattered all over the ground here.
The silver-white armor shone with light, but it turned into a piece of dust in a few breaths.
"The master of this secret realm is really amazing."
Qing Huan thought with lingering fear and was more cautious in dealing with this secret realm. If it weren't for them following Chen Feng, let alone coming here, even those bone-eating insects would have a headache for them.
"Stay going." Chen Feng led the way, and the few people continued to move forward.
There was no danger along the way, and nothing was heard except their breathing.
This strange and quiet aura even makes people a little scared.
"Why haven't we gone out yet?" Qingyue asked Qinghuan, the leader in confusion.
Originally, Chen Feng took the lead, but later Qinghuan said that he would restore his spiritual energy, and the leader was replaced by her.
Qinghuan also felt something was wrong when asked by Qingyue.
She stopped and frowned and looked at the surrounding stone walls: "I always feel that I have been here and I feel so familiar."
"Senior Sister." Someone called out and ran out.
"Come back, what are you doing!" Qinghuan was so scared that he quickly reached out, but failed to catch the person.
The man picked up something, looked at Qinghuan and said, "Senior Sister, you see, this is not what we just said..."
Her hands were like snow after the sun, melting quickly.
First, my hands fell down like melted snow water.
Then it continued to spread upwards, wrists and forearms.
"How could this happen!" The man was frightened and stood there blankly, just watching.
"ah!"
A scream came out with blood splattering.
Half of the arm fell to the ground and melted quickly, and the stone wall below was melted a lot.
Blood sprinkled on the ground was also corroding the ground, and bursts of white smoke came out.
Chen Feng quickly took action and stabbed several silver needles on several large acupoints near her shoulders, but the bleeding had stopped after breathing.
"Little Junior Sister." Qinghuan and others hurriedly surrounded her and looked at her with concern.
"What's going on in Chen Feng? You just moved, right?" Hearing Qingyue with some questions, Chen Feng glanced at him lightly.
"Are you sure what she is holding? I just touched?" Chen Feng attached himself to his hand with spiritual energy, grabbing the thing for them to show him.
The silver-white one is indeed very similar to the armor on the soldiers who just dealt with.
"Those things become more beautiful as soon as they touch them. Do you think this is it?" Chen Feng held the silver-white thing in his hand, allowing Qingyue to see clearly.