, The Sword Saint of All

When the sealed stone was opened, a smell of wine mixed with sweet fragrance overflowed from the underground palace.

With the odor in hand, even inexperienced explorers will immediately retreat and avoid the possible "open door kills".

But when the cage mice were thrown into the underground palace and were still screaming and reacting vigorously for a minute later, the investigators present breathed a sigh of relief.

"Not bad, not bad, there is air inside. What I fear most is that it is a purely closed and closed environment with toxic gases. It requires additional means to pour air into it. It's not that it's not impossible, it's just that it's a waste of time."

The first person to speak was not the "professional treasure digger" who invited him, but Yan Fei who volunteered to come.

Originally, it was not very smart to lead flying soldiers in the underground palace for adventure or combat, but at the cadre meeting, he became excited when he heard that it was a treasure hunting mission and muttered "Bronze Gate", "Dragon Search", and "Golden Captain" and "Golden Touching" to follow him.

On the way he came, he was quite excited. Now, he has taken the job of an expert and offered advice.

"Yan Fei, be quiet. Wasn't your goal back then not the bounty hunter? Why are you so interested in this side-door thing?"

"Although the treasure hunter is a little harder, he may get rich overnight. There are many novels and stories. My original goal is to explore the ruins, the treasure hunter in ruins, and the vocational training plan. Until I really understand what kind of life the treasure hunter in reality is."

"indeed"

The professional sword master who became a hunter also has many branches, but the classification of "treasures" and "history" is probably the least valued because the "antiques" these days are not worth much!

When the whole world was fighting for survival, no one paid attention to the ancient cultural products and the glorious history of foreign races.

Moreover, exploring such ancient ruins and ruins is often time-consuming and labor-intensive. Most of the time is wasted on the road. The risk is mainly to fight against the difficulties and beasts during the journey. A journey starts at least half a year, but 90% of it is a waste of time to travel to the land of the gods. The remains of ancient times are really not as good as modern technology.

Psychic energy will automatically dissipate. There are not many magical weapons and weapons in the ancient tombs, but the chances are that you can buy lottery tickets. No one cares about the history and culture of the eliminated civilization. If the technology they left behind is really powerful enough, that race will not be eliminated.

"No, there are several great adventurers who have really obtained inspiration from artifacts or techniques from ancient ruins, and have embarked on the road to becoming rich. If I had also taken that path back then, I might have become a great adventurer. I had studied the legends in the foggy forest before, but unfortunately I was taken first by the 'dog boy'."

Yan Fei's eyes were filled with longing light. It seemed that he was another "big adventurer" delayed by reality.

Zheng Li squinted his eyes and said with a smile.

"Then I'll give you a letter of introduction. Based on your current resume, you can choose any professional adventure group."

Yan Fei immediately shook his head with a firm look on his face.

"No, I'll starve to death, I'm just talking. I'll have to study for at least ten years if I want to do that, and I'll starve to death by then."

Well, it turns out that you just took this opportunity to enjoy your mouth and the taste of "adventure treasure hunting".

Zheng Li Momo placed Yan Fei's "suggestions" in the "completely unreliable" column.

"Zheng Li, the first batch of creatures have entered, no response."

The underground palace was opened, but at the advice of the temporary hired experts, it was not in a hurry to go down.

"Is this the last relic of an ancient race that exterminates the genocide? It is much easier to have exact information. Most of the institutions are done with time. Moreover, the fall of their main gods and the integration of the world also means that their 'rules' have become history. Many arrangements are naturally invalid."

The veteran of the adventure was giving simple explanations and preaching to the cadres of the Peace Chapter. He was able to get a 3% share and a guaranteed salary for free, which was also a very good job for him.

Under the command of veterans, I spent the first few hours outdoor testing and preparation work.

The torch was thrown in and it was burned normally for half an hour and it was naturally extinguished.

The little animals tied with life instruments were thrown in. An hour later, six were alive and five were quite safe.

Song Ying's wooden life tied into the camera, but there seemed to be still psychic interference inside. The camera quickly failed, but the creatures themselves did not die.

"At least the first half of the ruins, the risk is not high."

Just the entrance is the opening of a tunnel about 17 meters underground. Looking at the winding and dark road down the mountain, no one can calculate how deep it is.

"Zheng Li, your eyes?"

"It's not that convenient. If you don't say a lot of restrictions, I can't see through its walls at all. Rabbit, your space sensing?"

"What I feel is the real ground, and there is nothing in front of me."

"Zheng Li. Dabai's earth escape also failed. The wall that looks like a mud brick should have special defense."

The infiltration of Dabai and Wu's army also failed. It seems that many plans were in vain.

"The ultrasonic radar did not respond. Is there a sound-absorbing device inside? Did that race back then have such advanced technology?"

The logistics staff also came up with helpless answers. Most of the technology-side methods were strangely invalid, but their instruments did not measure any psychic reactions.

"Maybe it's divine."

Zheng Li's casual answer was unanimously recognized by most people.

The will or wishes of high-dimensional existence can really overcome the limitations of time and cause a compulsory distortion of reality.

"Then, we must be prepared to face a 'world'"

Twenty minutes later, most of the exploration methods were confirmed to be invalid, and after the wood creatures and small animals that entered were strangely lost contact, some things had to be faced in person.

"Let's go."

Zheng Li left the first one, his ability to make him "negative time reaction" in most cases, avoiding most "open door kills" and "dead traps".

Behind Zheng Li are Shirley and Xia Jinglan, these two are the highest combat power in the conventional configuration and can make appropriate responses under any circumstances.

Song Ying walked in the middle of the team, and her artificial creatures would act as cannon fodder for various environments, but she had been stagnant for many years of individual warfare, which naturally made her a key target for security.

Wu Sanjun and Yan Fei walked on the left and right sides. The former was using his quasi-theocratic "blood smell" to find something special, while the latter was at least a professional sentry, which required his efforts at this time.

The rabbit floated in the air, and her ability was as useful as the underground palace.

A dangerous perception forward who also serves as the leader, three sentinels and combatants, a researcher and cannon fodder maker, and two thighs.

The temporary seven-man team set out so easily. If the situation permits, Zheng Li even hopes that these teams will be enough.

"It feels like another world, but it's very light. If we feel like another world is falling into the deep sea, we will be blown away by the water gun."

The analogy of Wu Sanjun is very strange, but everyone understood it instantly.

"Has the True God transcended countless years of remnants? How powerful was he back then?"

"Crendisco, the patron god of the Willai tribe, the main god, and the military god, are quite powerful, at least one of the Son of God, but it should not be outrageously not as good as the God of Atel."

When Zheng Li pronounced this name casually, the entire underground palace vibrated, and suddenly the light spread on the floor, and the candlelight in the windows on the wall was lit again.

The glory spread out on the ground, and the dilapidated passage, which was originally covered with dust, was painted with the golden color of the Holy Spirit. The murals on both sides also lit up, engraved with stories of the powerful war races and the gods.

"Ha, there is also voice control?"

When the sudden change made others hesitate and uneasy, Zheng Li took the lead in taking the lead.

"No matter how powerful he was in the past, it has become a part of history. His descendants even degenerate into cannibal beasts. If he really has residual souls, how could he let all this happen? We are not challenging a powerful prey or opponent, we are just here to pick up some of the legacy of our predecessors."

His calm voice was full of confidence. Did Zheng Li really think so? At least at this moment, Zheng Li's calmness and confidence made his companions breathe a sigh of relief.

No matter how he complains about this man’s unreliability and salted fish on weekdays, he seems to have never missed his important decisions.

Victories and gains time and time again are means to establish authority and voice. Unconsciously, Zheng Li has a unique reputation and authority in his own team.

But in his hands, he crushed an orange ball.

The signal was immediately obtained on the ground, but it was not the best answer I hoped for.

"So, let's continue waiting for the signal."

There are only three people in the second group, and they are indeed the real core main force, including the three myths: Capricorn, Craftsman and Mr. Long, two of which are the complete mythical combat power.

However, because the craftsmanship god is too precious, high-risk jobs are not suitable for him, Zheng Li invites him over and looks forward to the combat effectiveness of his bodyguard Mr. Long.

Although I don’t know how strong this Asian is, judging from the attitude of the siblings towards him, it is at least a peak myth, and may not be worse than the female orangutan.

According to the original plan, if a group of people does not encounter any trouble in every moment, the second group will enter the second group in half an hour and see the constellation of the goat. No environment can be called a desperate situation. Mr. Long can also temporarily abandon the bodyguard work and play his duty as a soldier.

"Boss, come in and wash the floor!"

But now, since there is a clear supernatural reaction below, according to the previous agreement, Zheng Li chose to delay the entry of the second group.

Although the craftsman is also quite capable in theory, according to those troublesome rules, they are not allowed to enter the high-risk area of ​​the god level.

Before the people in the first group could think about it carefully, Zheng Li took a step after thinking about it repeatedly.

"If it is technology, it is a treasure that can still function normally after the collapse of world rules. If it is an individual, it will probably only breathe in one breath now, and we must hurry up."

The Bo SS in the ancient tomb only breathed one breath? Zheng Li's words seemed unconventional, but if you think about it carefully, it was indeed natural.

Individuals have limits, but no upper limits of time. If you want to cross these thousands of years of cruel polishing, "long sleep" and "sleeping" are the only choices. But even so, if you cross this level of time, any technology will reach its limit. Hibernation becomes eternal sleep for granted.

Perhaps "it" was awakened by outsiders, or perhaps it was a keyword spoken by Zheng Li that forced him to awaken "him", he should be in a state of resuscitation, and 99% of the result of this process is not resurrection, but declining death.

The various response plans of the veteran treasure hunter, Zheng Li's deduction and decision-making of various plans, finally determined the more radical way of exploration for Zheng Li's team.

Following the direction of energy transmission, the team accelerated all the way, and the walls blocking the road turned into broken walls, and the floors blocking the road were directly penetrated.

The expected interceptors and mechanisms seemed to appear. Some gray-black stone carvings woke up, then charged Zheng Li and his party and then turned into a pile of ashes.

Don’t get me wrong. Zheng Li and his party won’t be so ruthless. They also want to find a few "guides" to ask about the situation.

However, the six-legged horseman who charged forward had no feet on the road, and the petrified templates built all over his body turned into a pile of dust as he ran.

The same is true for the mechanism. Whether it seems classical, the flip-flop mechanism or the vicious serial crossbow with high danger, they all fell for a long time.

If any big shot was alive at the beginning, perhaps he could use his own strength to protect this area from the erosion of time, but now, this is obviously a broken ruin in disrepair.

The first group was very fast, and without any obstacles, they continuously broke through the number of layers, looking for the starting point of the light source that had begun to fade.

Zheng Li touched the "Mo Feimo" in her hand, hoping to get some guidance, but along the way, she was as calm as before and showed no sign of being activated at all.

"Is there no great god's psychic reaction? He hasn't left any material such as limbs?"

Although the new spiritual blade uses materials from the old clan, it has become "breaked" from the root.

What Zheng Li originally wanted to use was the instinct of the spiritual blade's desire for evolution and materials.

The source of Mo Feimo is the remnant of the soul of a big man. The soul and the body are in harmony and attract each other. Mo Feimo will naturally long for what the god left behind.

But judging from the current results, any big shot died at the beginning, and no residue could be found that could be sensed by Mo Feimo.

But at this time, someone obtained first-hand perceptual information from other channels.

"Zheng Li, there is a life reaction below, or a plural!"
Chapter completed!