Fantasy: The opening pushes the ages

"What is the Holy Dragon Order?"

Zhou Mu asked.

Lu Shan was a little surprised, and said, "You haven't known the Holy Dragon Order after staying in Huangtianyu for so long?"

"Why are you so surprised? It's normal to have things I don't know, and I'm not omnipotent." Zhou Mu was a little speechless.

Hearing the words, Lu Shan thought about it for a while, and seemed to think it was such a truth, smiled, and said, "Then let me explain to you, this Holy Dragon Token is the holy dragon emperor who unified the Huangtian Territory hundreds of years ago. It is said that after his death, there are countless natural treasures buried with him, and the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum alone is as large as ten, hahahaha..."

As if thinking of the joy of obtaining the treasure, he already burst out laughing.

"What does that have to do with tokens?" Zhou Mu asked from the side.

"The token can open that tomb." Lu Shan glanced at Zhou Mu, seeing that the latter's expression did not change in the slightest, and asked doubtfully, "Are you unhappy? Ten thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, you can buy one like Qingyun Peak." It's a big place."

"If I say that there are hundreds of millennium Ganoderma lucidum that I have harmed in the past few months, would you believe it?"

"Ah!" Lu Shan was taken aback, but he didn't seem to have reacted yet, rubbed his ears, and said, "You mean..."

Having said that, he patted Zhou Mu's shoulder hard. With so much strength, the latter staggered and almost lost his footing. He said with a sad face, "You are a waste of money, you are a waste of money..."

"Then shall we still go?" Zhou Mu said silently
"Go to hell." Lu Shan snorted, and slipped away with the Holy Dragon Token.

At this moment, he felt somewhat dissatisfied. They were both traversers, so why was the gap so big?
……

Wang Family Martial Arts
Inside the hall.

"The order to seek talents has been issued for a long time. Tomorrow is the time when talented people gather. At this time, my martial arts school must show sincerity and come here to bring out my death knife."

With a big wave of Wang Tianquan's hand, soon, four strong men walked out carrying a big knife with difficulty. Every step they took, a crack appeared on the ground.

The four strong men's faces were already throbbing with blue veins, and their faces were turning purple. They seemed to be on the verge of exhaustion, and they gritted their teeth and persisted.

Putting the Rebirth Knife on the ground, there was a dull bang, and the ground seemed to vibrate at this moment.

When everyone in the hall saw it, there was a little surprise in their eyes.

"This Rebirth Knife is a high-grade spiritual tool, and only saint-level powerhouses can use it. From the appearance, it should already have a tool spirit. It is so precious that it can be called the treasure of the town hall."

"I've lived for so long, and this is the first time I've seen a saint-level spiritual weapon. I've grown my eyes. I haven't lived in vain in this life."

As the Rebirth Knife fell to the ground, there was a burst of exclamation.

Otherwise, it is an inevitable trend that the decline of the Wang Family Martial Arts Center is inevitable. These high-level decision makers of the Wang Family Martial Arts Academy are also flocking to saint-level spiritual weapons, which is enough to show that the foundation of the Wang Family Martial Arts Academy is no longer good.

Back then, at the peak of the Wang Family Martial Art Museum, there were a total of five saint-level spiritual weapons alone.

Swords, swords and halberds are complete.

The owner of the hall, and several members of the Elder Pavilion have one in their hands.

But now, it is different.

At this time, someone stood up, cupped his hands towards Wang Tianquan and said, "No master, I only have this saint-level spiritual treasure in my martial arts hall. If you give it at will, then my martial arts hall will not have a suppressing spirit weapon." , will cause others to laugh.”

Wang Tianquan laughed heartily when he heard the words, and said, "Who said it was done at will?"

He paused, his eyes fell on the Rebirth Knife, and he stepped forward a few steps, his whole body was surging with spiritual power, and the strong muscles on his arms were very well developed.

He stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the knife, inhaled, and immediately said with a big hand, "Get up."

The pupils shrank slightly, and a wave of air followed.

There was only a bang, and Wang Tianquan picked up the death knife, which weighed a thousand catties, with one hand.

"Only those who pass the test of the owner of the museum can get this precious sword."

"I really can't bear it."

"The owner is not allowed, it's so dangerous..." The man continued.

At this time, Wang Tianquan's eyes turned cold, he looked at the man, and said, "What's the risk? Anyone who can defeat me is a great talent. Such a great talent, it's not good to introduce new blood into my Wang family's martial arts gym?"

The man was speechless.

Wang Tianfeng looked around, and when no one spoke, he got up and said, "This Rebirth Knife is the treasure of my martial arts school. If you let people go so easily, wouldn't it reveal the territory of my Wang family martial arts school?" ?”

Wang Tianquan ignored Wang Tianfeng's words. He didn't come here to ask for their consent, but just went through a process, and he really regarded himself as a human being.

……

"Rebirth Knife, do you mean the Saint-level spiritual tool Resurrection Knife?"

"Yes, it is said that the owner of the Wang Family Martial Arts Hall gave it as a mysterious prize. Anyone who can make it to the end, after all, can defeat him, will be able to get the Rebirth Knife."

"Ah, we still have to defeat him. The owner of the pavilion is said to be a half-step saint. How can we be an opponent?"

Unsurprisingly, with the release of the news from the martial arts hall, the Great Wilderness City became a complete sensation, and even some first-class forces were also moved.

Saint-level spiritual weapons are often encountered but not sought after. You must know that the Wang Family Martial Art Museum can compete with the strong saints with only half a step of saint cultivation without falling behind. Hit this saint-level spiritual weapon.

Northern wilderness
In the dark hall, there are only a few old oil lamps emitting a faint light.

The light was very faint, not enough to illuminate the hall, so that about half of the land was in extreme darkness. In addition, the hall was closed, and there were no shortage of white skulls on the walls for two weeks, which was extremely awe-inspiring.

There are only a few chairs in the empty hall.

very shabby.

On the table next to it, the teacups on it were also stained, as if they had been used for a long time.

The ground is not paved with bluestone slabs, it is all mud. I am afraid that the only valuable thing in this hall is the old oil lamp on the table.

In front of the oil lamp, sat a man.

Half of the figure is hidden in the darkness.

In front of this person, there was a group of people kneeling, all prostrate on the ground, they didn't even dare to lift their heads, and their breathing was weaker, as if they were afraid of attracting the attention of the sitting person.

"This Wang Tianquan is really willing to spend his capital, even took out this knife." The person in front of the oil lamp said.

The voice was a bit hoarse and sharp, like dead wood branches passing across the bluestone board.

As soon as this remark came out, no one dared to raise their heads and speak.

When the man got up, the old chair made a slight noise, and then it fell apart, leaving only a piece of wood.

Under the light, the face of the man appeared in front of everyone.

She is very thin, almost out of shape, with sunken eye sockets, and her eyes are a little small. From a distance, it looks like a glutinous rice ball filled with two sesame seeds.

Somewhat funny.

But at this time, no one who saw this face dared to laugh.

"This originally belonged to my Northern Wilderness Demon Clan, but now it has fallen into the hands of Wang Tianquan, and he still flaunts it like this..."

As Mo Tianyun spoke, his complexion slowly darkened, and a little green light appeared in his eyes, which were the size of sesame seeds.

Immediately, he slapped the table heavily.

With a bang, the table case made a deep muffled sound.

Everyone's hearts were frozen, they didn't dare to breathe out, their heads were lowered, almost touching the ground.

"You bunch of trash."

The more Mo Tianyun talked, the more angry he raised his hand, and slapped each person one by one. When there were still a few people, his palms felt a little numb, so he straightened up and said, "Slap yourself."

As soon as the words fell, those people did not dare to neglect at all, and immediately fanned themselves.

Papapa

The sound of slaps is endless.

"Okay, stop."

Mo Tianyun snorted coldly, then his eyes fell on the person in the middle, and he said, "Mo Zhong, how is the discussion with that guy going?"

The man named Mo Zhong raised his head, there was a bright red slap mark on his fair face, and the corner of his mouth was already bleeding.

At this time, he didn't care to wipe off the blood, and said quickly: "Wang Tianfeng has already agreed."

"Conditions." Mo Tianyun's face was pale.

Mo Zhong said: "The condition is to kill Wang Tianquan and avenge the killing of my father."

After the words fell, Mo Tianyun did not respond.

Mo Chong didn't dare to speak anymore, raised his head, and didn't dare to look at Mo Tianyun. Seeing that the latter didn't speak, he hesitated for a moment, then slowly lowered his head, stared at Mo Tianyun's toes, and remained silent.

The atmosphere froze for a while.

The people on both sides seemed to feel the chill from Cong Mo Zhong.

Obviously, if Mo Tianyun showed the slightest dissatisfaction, Mo Zhong would be reduced to powder in an instant.

Mo Tianyun has always been moody, despite his young appearance, he is already a saint. He has practiced a technique that can conceal his appearance, so he looks like a person in his 30s or [-]s.

Mo Zhong couldn't get up or down, and his shortness of breath was almost to the extreme.

The heart is terrified.

Obviously only a few seconds passed, but to him, it seemed like another year, and it was extremely tormenting.

"Your honor..."

Mo Zhong tentatively opened his mouth, but before he finished speaking, Mo Tianyun smiled heavily, "Okay, yes, I agree to this condition, even if he doesn't say it, I will not let Wang Tianquan go. "

In the darkness, only an old oil lamp emits a faint light.

Shine on the face with half shade.

At this time, a strange change appeared on his face.

The flesh on half of the cheeks receded slowly, and the white bones were faintly visible. The condition of the other half of the cheeks was not very good. Terrible.

People are not humans and ghosts are not ghosts.

Even people will gasp when they see it.

At this time, someone raised his head sneakily.The next moment, there was a scream in the empty hall, which was very abrupt.

The man came to his senses and saw Mo Tianyun looking over, his small sesame-like eyes revealed a deep light, the man's breathing suddenly tightened, his heart was terrified, and he hurriedly said loudly: "Your Majesty, the villain deserves it!" Doom..."

Mo Tianyun smiled, the flesh on his face grew back quickly, and a little disgust appeared between his brows, "If that's the case, then I will satisfy you."

Without seeing any movement, the screaming man had disappeared.