There's something wrong with my hexagram gold

Amidst the "clucking" sounds underground, the goddess completely fainted.

A dignified priest was stunned by fright. Chen Banxian no longer knew what to say. He put her in his pocket and counted the figures underground.

1024 is already the limit, any more and they will disappear.

And on the top of the peak, strange events about the era are still fermenting.

"You might not believe it if I tell you!" Ming Liu crossed his arms and said:

"I have never seen such a weird thing in my life. It appears suddenly, can't be hit, can't be hurt, and can't hit you in the blink of an eye and disappears."

"Yes, yes, that's it!"

Shao Fei from the Xu tribe nodded repeatedly: "These things also use blinding methods. At first nothing happens, and then more and more, and suddenly they eat up everything on you!"

"A blind trick?" Ying Lang frowned slightly.

Ming Liu hurriedly agreed: "Yes, yes, that thing really eats everything. I felt like I was being sucked by something for a moment, and everything on my body was being taken away. This is the weirdness of the era!"

"It's so scary!" Shaofei was still frightened.

"Yes, it's so scary." Ming Liu was also frightened. The two of them looked at each other and felt a sense of sympathy for each other.

"Let's have a drink together after this."

Ming Liu spoke, and Shaofei suddenly felt good.

"Don't have a drink at this time."

Shao Gong said slightly in the group: "I guess the opponent's route, the next place is probably our place."

His words were full of worry: "The era is strange and unpredictable. We may eat people in the next second. If we continue to stay here, our safety will not be guaranteed."

"No way?" Some races also expressed doubts: "With so many of us here, even if they are not strong men, they are still elites left over from the ancient era. No matter how weird the era is, can we avoid the restrictions of heaven?"

The limitations of heaven directly seal the ceiling for you, and no one can bypass this ultimate obstacle.

"No matter how powerful Era Weird is, it can only reach the sixth level. How powerful can it be?"

The Zhan clan members also spoke, feeling that they and others might have made too much of a fuss.

Even if Era Weird can deal with them, can it still deal with the one hundred and twenty tribes here?

Oh, I walked dozens of tribes. I was so lucky to avoid danger.

“Let’s put aside the weird things about the Era for now.”

Suddenly, the Fu Chong ancient clan members spoke, all targeting Zhou Shan.

"I have an idea. This era is weird and we have never seen it before. Can Prophet Yinglang tell the difference?"

Ying Lang shook his head: "We don't know much, but there are several types of epochal weirdness. Most of them are disordered and chaotic. You need to see it with your own eyes to really distinguish it."

For some reason, she felt something was strange about this era.

"That's fine then."

Fu Chong laughed: "Look, don't we have a ready-made test product here?"

Luo Gu suddenly made a move and grabbed Zhou Shan. The move was too fast at this moment. Even though Zhou Shan was prepared, he was trapped and unable to move.

The ambushes pricked him with something unknown, and he lost consciousness in an instant, leaving him at the mercy of others.

"Tsk, tsk, human race, you races in this world have no idea how terrible we are."

Fu Chong was aloft and looked at Zhou Shan with contempt: "We have long seen through this little trick on your part. Should the so-called human race get a share of the pie?"

"You humans are nothing but bugs to us."

Zhou Shan was jealous, but he had no choice but to watch Lu Gu become arrogant.

"Look underneath."

Suddenly, an ancient clan member was shocked: "Look, what is there underground?"

Everyone was shocked, and when they lowered their heads, they saw a dense light rising from the bottom of the mountain.

In the light, some figures could be vaguely seen, but they were not clear, and they were steaming towards the group of people like steam.

"Everyone, be careful!"

Someone shouted loudly, and Lu Gu of the Fu Zhong Ancient Clan immediately tied Zhou Shan with a rope and threw him down the mountain.

There was no sloppiness. At this moment, Zhou Shan felt a great danger.

He was so desperate that he didn't even give himself a chance. He couldn't even find a chance to fight back.

In fact, he had known the danger for a long time, and he was prepared to die this time.

But when it came to this moment, he became afraid.

Who is not afraid of death? Aren't you afraid of death? Or is he not afraid of death?

All afraid.

Zhou Shan closed his eyes. At this moment, he remembered a lot.

Family, friends, hatred, and a lot of passion.

As he got closer, he felt that the flow of time was slowing down and the energy in his body was gradually getting rid of the ancient poison.

But there was no miracle, and he finally fell into the hazy light.

All the ancient tribes looked on with cold eyes, their malice towards the human race never stopped, as if they were watching a bug thrown into a flock of chickens with indifference.

No one will speak up for bugs and feel pity for bugs.

They just think it's natural.

The last thing Zhou Shan saw was the indifferent faces and the aloof postures like gods.

"Disappeared!"

The ancient tribesmen stared closely at the light below, and in a daze they saw something black "swallowing" Zhou Shan in one gulp.

Then those things suddenly accelerated and attacked them!

In the mountain, Chen Banxian stared at Zhoushan who was unconscious. In an instant, he was completely swallowed by the emperor jar.

Only after shielding the aura can he be rescued without anyone noticing.

Then he threw Zhoushan into the gate of Fengdu without stopping. There were a lot of good things in the emperor's jar. If he stole it, he would have no place to cry.

This man had the handwriting of other creatures. Chen Banxian thought for a moment and felt unsafe.

He also placed the spicy black coffin in the Crow Cry Kingdom, intending to imprison him in it.

"Wait, I'm not dead yet!"

Zhou Shan suddenly opened his eyes, half hazy and half awake, holding on to the coffin lid tightly.

The one who revived at this moment was definitely not Zhou Shan.

"you are dead!"

Chen Banxian closed the coffin fiercely. He had to deal with more things.

His magical power continued to spread, and the figures were all moving at extremely fast speeds, suddenly rushing up into the sky from the bottom of the mountain.

All the ancient tribes were horrified. They no longer cared about discussing the ownership of Mount Everest and fled in all directions!

Among them, Ming Liu, Shaofei and others were the fastest runners. They ran away almost as soon as there was movement on the ground and disappeared without a trace.

However, most of the ancient tribes still had no time and were washed away.

"Where's my divine power!"

Someone exclaimed, and soon more people screamed.

"I suddenly couldn't fly."

"No, the clan's treasure has been eaten!"

"This is the weirdness of the era. It can't be explained. I just took action, like a cow in mud entering the sea, and nothing happened!"

Thousands of figures of Qinghui rushed past, but somewhat to Chen Banxian's surprise, he didn't get anything good.

His magical powers are too uncertain. He may snatch a sacred treasure or a pair of underwear and socks at one time.

But fortunately, he can still walk.

Chen Banxian swallowed a drop of the life spring water from the ancient forbidden land to restore his energy, and used his own magical power again to prepare for the second round of attack.

Some ancient people found that they were missing something and were still unwilling to give up this place and guarded it from a distance.

"Guard, I'll let you guard." Chen Banxian said fiercely. If he doesn't want to leave, then don't leave.

If the weirdness of the era can't scare them away, then he plans to be more ruthless.

If one does not know the characteristics of Mount Everest, then he will just sit back and watch.

But he already knew that this was a battleground, and he guessed in his heart that there might be a great opportunity, and he would never give in.

The famous mountains and rivers already have owners, and the priests have been beaten to the point where they can only be reborn constantly. He has to occupy a place.

The second wave of attacks roared past, and this time many were dodged.

The Gusi people discovered the problem and shouted: "Everyone, this thing doesn't seem to last long. It will disappear after a while."

Everyone looked up and saw that it was indeed the case.

Ying Lang's eyes were fixed on Mount Everest without blinking.

The ancient Hunyuan tribesman picked up his stick and hit the figure hard. The result was as if it was hit in the air. Not only that, but his stick also disappeared.

"Try hitting it with spiritual energy."

The Ancient Mixed Ape Clan said: "Don't hide them, everyone should test them out and find out their weaknesses."

No, it didn't scare them.

Chen Banxian looked unhappy. He rubbed his shoulder. There was a blunt injury there. He threw the stolen stick into the gate of Fengdu City.

It depends on whether he can withstand the next wave.

He once again used his magical powers and at the same time continued to attach defensive weapons to his body.

Such as the manuscripts of previous ancestors, defense-level treasures, and various treasure armors captured.

The inner and outer three layers were wrapped tightly.

Then the contact began again.

"Everyone, be careful not to get caught. They will disappear after a while."

The Gusi clan reminded them again, and then took action, facing a phantom with a powerful and heavy attack.

"Xuanba bites!"

There was energy rushing directly into the shadow, but nothing happened.

Underground, Chen Banxian's figure was shaken. He held the Fengdu City Gate tightly to prevent it from being knocked away. He looked at his chest in shock, where more than half of the eight layers of armor had been shattered.

But then, a gap appeared in his side, and his defense was torn open again. It was unknown which ancient clan's ability it was.

It was like it was the beginning, one after another terrible attacks fell on him!

He gritted his teeth and held on, even entering the emperor's jar to resist his own impact and prevent the ancient tribes from discovering it.

This is equivalent to him resisting the attacks of dozens of ancient tribes by himself.

At this time, the manuscript of the ancestor-level figure saved Da's life, allowing him to avoid fatal attacks repeatedly, but it also reached its limit.

The handwriting on the manuscript has become very faint, and even blurred in many places.

At this time, Chen Banxian deeply realized the malice of being suppressed by Heaven.

If he can use his magic power, he can take away most of the rules here in an instant.

But now he can only resist passively, while the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique taught by the ruthless man and his sixth-level cultivation are running wildly.

After more than ten breaths, he breathed a sigh of relief and threw some treasures into the city gate.

It's a pity that there are no treasures of the same level as Jiang Zu's sacred objects. He guessed that the ancient tribes didn't bring many, otherwise it wouldn't be so difficult to get.

He drank a drop of the fountain of life and prepared to begin again.

Can't stop, now I'm gambling.

The Ancient Gamblers are afraid! Get away from here.