Chapter 2172 The Seventh Floor of the Temple: The Instruments on the Ceremonial Table
Alice collapsed on the ground, feeling a sense of emptiness in her body after the disaster. Bing Zhixie brought Ruola to her, looked back at the floating island below, and vaguely saw several bright spots climbing up.
Weinedin's eyes were full of suspicion. He looked at Ruola who was in a coma. He didn't understand what happened, but no matter what, the sudden situation just happened saved them, otherwise it would have been like this Under the impact, survival can only depend on luck. He came back to his senses and cast his gaze to the sky again. He took a few deep breaths to relieve the severe pain in his body. He tried to stand up straight, but the pain forced him to sit down and rest. He secretly said in his heart: "At least there is no blood-weeping red lotus." , that person can’t open Yuange’s door . Other important things can only be taken away by him..."
Pan's condition is better. The healing power just now enveloped him. Although it was only for a short moment, his body recovered a lot. , breathing is less painful. He turned around and saw that Toast Bear, who had been blown to the floating island behind and blocked by the shrine, could still stand up on his own. He thought it was probably okay, so he turned back to Celeste and said, "Do you think that man is very similar to you?"
“Huh?”
Pan said: "They are very similar in many places, not only in terms of temperament, but I even suspect that he and you are a family. Aren't you an orphan?"
Bing Zhixie was thoughtful.
Pan continued: "When the girl Ruola changed just now, I noticed that both you and the man had a special reaction."
Bing Zhixie shook her head and said to him: "Maybe it's just a coincidence. Didn't Ruola's changes also have an impact on you?"
Pan looked at his wounds: "That's not what I'm talking about."
"What is that? Stop making random guesses."
"Huh, I just have to meddle in other people's business. But that guy defeated me easily. I'm very interested in the relationship between you." Pan said with a stern face. .
Bing Zhixie said: "I don't know him at all."
At this time, someone suddenly teleported out and flew towards the altar, it was Solatum.
Toast Bear jumped over from behind: "This great master's injury is not as serious as seen. He still has such vitality..."
A figure also followed, it was Venedin. He obviously didn't want to be beaten first.
Toast Bear also wanted to take a look at the shrine, but as soon as he activated his magic power, his eyes went dark and he fainted on the ground again.
"Toast Bear..." Pan went over to check and saw that he was just unconscious. He turned back to Bing Zhixie and said, "Hey, don't let those two guys take advantage of us!"
Although Bing Zhixie has no specific purpose for coming here, he never wants all the results he has worked hard to gain to be stolen by others.
"Master, I'll go with you." Alice held her bow and just stood up when she was stopped by Bing Zhixie.
"Stay still, keep an eye on Ruola, and look for Hayate on the way."
"What." Alice looked at Ruola beside her, and the boss was unhappy.
On the altar, Saint Yis was still talking to the General of Light. On the outer edge of the altar, not far from the altar, there were several small floating islands floating in the air. The small floating island has the same color as the shrine and was also built artificially. Solatum landed on the small floating island, glanced towards the altar, and then quickly walked towards the altar on the small floating island. These are places dedicated to the Sand God, the most core treasures. The treasures placed and worshiped are all treasures that everyone has dreamed of or dared not even think about for thousands of years.
Solatum couldn't restrain his excitement. He was glad that Saint Yis didn't take the treasure here first, and he still had a chance to find what he wanted. At this time, Venedin flew to the island and dissuaded him: "You'd better only take what you need."
"Why?" Solatum looked back, with a cruel expression on his face. Brutal color: "Whatever I want is my freedom, you..."
Venedin coughed slightly, and the sword in his hand swayed slightly in the gentle airflow: "We can reach here because of everyone's joint efforts. You can't take everything away!"
Soratum lifted I saw Bing coming from behind. Zhixie looked at the sacred objects on the altar reluctantly, and finally looked in the direction of the altar, thinking in his heart: "It is more important to find the things that the Pope wants, and leave the other treasures later." He snorted heavily. , flew away from this floating island.
After falling down, Bing Zhixie and Venedin looked at each other, and the two of them walked towards the ceremonial altar at the same time. Facing half of the deep black and half of the blurry brown and red time and space, the treasure enshrined on the sacrificial stage was nothing like a speck of dust, but it was a very inconspicuous thing.
This thing looks like a rough metal ball taken out of the mold after smelting. There are still some rough spots on the surface. It looks like a steel ball. It is dull in color and unremarkable. If this thing were thrown into a smelting plant, no one would think it was a treasure. If it were thrown into the pile of steel balls being grinded, no one would be able to tell the difference.
It is hard to imagine why there is such a thing here, but since it is here, it proves that it must be of great value.
"Do you know what this is?" Bing Zhixie asked.
Weinedin shook his head and emphasized: "I really don't know."
"Then take it away?"
"Of course, the treasure is worse than leaving it alone It’s getting dusty here, so it’s better to give it its due value.” Venedin raised his eyes and said: "While the masters are still chatting, put them away first and then divide them."
Bing Zhixie glanced at Solatum who was gradually moving away on the floating island: " That’s not what you just said to him.”
"What can be obtained should naturally be divided equally. He has his own purpose and everyone gets what he needs. This is the principle of explorers." "What about you? Do you have something that you must take?"
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Suddenly a stone plate appeared in Venedin’s hand. After a while, , an area on the stone plate gradually developed a magical induction. He smiled and said to Bing Zhixie: "The thing I want is indeed here."
Bing Zhixie carefully took away the things on the altar. When he got down, this thing was extremely heavy to hold. He couldn't hold it up without using magic to hold it up.
Weinedin smiled again: "Can you place such a heavy thing in your alien space?"
Bing Zhixie snorted and put the thing back: "I don't have to take it away."
"Wouldn't that be a pity?"
"Go find your things first. "Okay."
"You want to follow me?" Venedin looked at him.
“I can go to other floating islands to see.”
Venedin coughed a few more times and coughed up blood: "I won't talk nonsense to you anymore." He jumped onto the guard in two steps and flew to another small floating island.
Bing Zhixie followed and landed on another floating island. At this time, the huge black dragon flew over from the blood sand, which made his body tremble and his skin trembled. Damn, the depths of my soul were inexplicably stimulated. Just when he gradually couldn't help himself, the light summoned by the black dragon was withdrawn, and the tense and exciting feeling suddenly disappeared.
Weinedin only glanced at this floating island, and then jumped to a small floating island further away. There are not many small purple-black floating islands here, only about eight or nine, and you can find them all quickly. Bing Zhixie walked to the sacrificial altar. There was a scroll tube placed on it. He took it out and took a look. There were six pieces of paper in it, three of them were parchment papers with older writing on them, and the other three were Bing Zhixie could roughly read the modern text, and there were five large dark red characters written on the right side of the head - Demonic Refining and Remelting Technique.
"Demon Refining and Remelting Technique? What is this?" This was the first time Bing Zhixie heard this term. When he was about to read a few more lines, a voice that made people feel like spring breeze came from opposite him.
“Can I have a look at this item?”
Bing Zhixie suddenly raised his head, and St. Yis's face appeared in front of him. Looking at this face at such a close distance, he was deeply shocked in his heart, and an inexplicable and strange feeling came to his heart. When he came back to his senses, he broke out in a cold sweat. He was completely unaware of the other party's arrival. If this person had malicious intentions, he might have his head in a different place by now.
"Huh?"
"Ah~!" Bing Zhixie handed the thing over in a daze: "Uh...ok..."
Sheng·Yi Si only glanced at it and said, "I want this thing, can I?"
Bing Zhixie was stunned again, and suddenly felt rebellious: "I said no, you Will you give up? ”
Saint Yisrael smiled: "No."
Bingzhixie said unhappily: "Then why bother asking me, doesn't it seem hypocritical?"
Saint ·Is put the things back on the altar and said: "I went to the restaurant to eat, and the waiter gave me I will say thank you when the meal is served. But he will still serve me the meal without saying thank you."
"You don't have to say it."
"I really don't have to say it. ." St. Yis took the things in his hands again, put them away, and turned to leave.
Bing Zhixie stopped him: "Wait a minute. Do we know each other?"
St. Yis's ice blue robe faced his back: "When we were getting the Ten Thousand Eyes Stone in Barren Rock City, we met Passed.”
Bing Zhixie stared at his back seriously. asked: "That's not what I'm talking about. Have we met before or after that?"
"No."
"But why, I think you have a sense of deja vu?" feeling.”
"Of course." St. Yis turned back to him and said: "Because we are people of the same blood. Really... a family!"
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