Chapter 117 The Red-Blooded Divine Weapon
On the snow-capped peak, Zhang Yuan climbed up at an alarming speed.
With the blessing of six times agility, his mobility far exceeded that of an ape, and he was close to the peak in a short time.
At this time Zhang Yuan stopped.
Because Gaode Map…
The human skin treasure map shows that the treasure spot is close at hand!
However, Zhang Yuan saw nothing but thick snow and a black-gray rock.
Could it be that the navigation failed?
Zhang Yuan subconsciously unfolded the entire treasure map, only to find that the map above had disappeared.
Only one strange symbol is left!
Zhang Yuan thought for a while and put away the human skin treasure map.
His eyes fell on the rock in front of him.
This rock is surrounded by snow, and the exposed part is about three or four feet square.
Because it has been baptized by wind, frost, rain and snow for many years, there are obvious traces of weathering and erosion on the surface.
Looking horizontally and vertically, you can’t see anything special about it!
Zhang Yuan stood on the side of the rock, then leaned over and stretched out his palms to press on the rock mass.
He stopped the blessing of the golden grasshopper and instead activated the power of the black giant ant.
Two times, four times, six times...
Zhang Yuan's arms suddenly swelled, the veins and muscles bulged, and a burst of tyrannical power suddenly broke out.
His face turned red, his energy and blood dropped suddenly, and his feet sank deeply into the snow.
Click!
Only a cracking sound was heard, and the large black-gray rock suddenly shook.
Under Zhang Yuan’s brute force, he was pushed away several inches!
There is a door!
Zhang Yuan continued to exert force without thinking, and the rocks under his palms made a rumbling sound.
It moved more than two feet in the other direction.
A dark hole was revealed!
Zhang Yuan's mood at this moment is really difficult to describe in words.
It’s just that time didn’t allow him to think too much. After all, he ran out secretly. It would be easy to be discovered if he went back late.
Zhang Yuan got into the hole without thinking.
This dark passage is as tall as half a person.
He fumbled a few dozen steps and saw a faint light in front of him.
Like a fire burning in the darkness.
Zhang Yuan speeds up and the light becomes brighter and brighter.
The front suddenly becomes clear.
He entered a cave!
The area of this cave is not very large. It is estimated to be two feet square. The floor, walls and dome are all very flat and smooth, and there are lifelike murals painted on them.
But Zhang Yuan’s attention fell entirely on the altar in the middle of the cave.
On this altar, which is only three feet high, there is a dark red short knife floating in the air.
This short knife is less than a foot long. The blade and handle are integrated without a guard, and the shape is extremely simple.
The blade continued to emit red light.
This is where the light source Zhang Yuan saw before was located!
Although Zhang Yuan was nearly five or six steps away from the dagger, the moment he stepped into the cave, he felt an extremely sharp energy approaching.
Prick directly between your eyebrows!
The next moment, Zhang Yuan felt a slight tingling sensation coming from the center of his eyebrows.
He subconsciously raised his hand and touched it.
The result was half blood on my hand!
Zhang Yuan couldn't help but change his expression.
Magic weapon!
A noun instantly appeared in his mind.
Zhang Yuan knew a long time ago that weapons can be divided into ordinary weapons, mysterious weapons and divine weapons.
He has only used ordinary soldiers.
For example, the Yan Ling Dao worn by one's body and the long sword forged three hundred times are only the best among ordinary soldiers.
In comparison, the iron tire bow is considered the best among ordinary soldiers.
No matter how good he is, he is still an ordinary soldier without any special attributes.
But Zhang Yuan had seen the power of Xuan Bing. That is the Canglang Sword, which is the treasure of the Linhe branch.
Although the Canglang Sword was already an extremely powerful weapon in Zhang Yuan's mind.
But the feeling that this mysterious weapon gave him was definitely not as sharp and powerful as the little short sword in front of him!
At that moment, Zhang Yuan felt like his soul was being pierced by the light of a sword.
If this is not the legendary magic weapon.
Then what is it?
The question is, if it is really a magic weapon, is a small second-level warrior like me qualified to get involved?
As soon as this thought came to Zhang Yuan's mind, the short sword on the altar instantly restrained its edge.
Only a faint glow is emitted.
Zhang Yuan couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
Then he found that he was breaking out in a cold sweat!
Looking back now, I still feel scared.
But Zhang Yuan was not afraid, raised his feet and walked towards the altar.
One step, two steps, three steps...
The power of the divine weapon is unpredictable.
But if he doesn’t try hard to seize the opportunity before him, then why would he take the risk and come here to hunt for treasure?
As a result, when Zhang Yuan stood in front of the altar, there was nothing strange about the dagger.
He gritted his teeth and stretched out his right hand to grab the handle of the knife.
But before his fingers touched this suspected magic weapon, Zhang Yuan retracted again.
Instead of giving up, he grabbed with his left hand instead.
Because Zhang Yuan’s left hand is where the divine nest is located, he might be able to suppress the ferocious power of this divine weapon.
Whether it works or not, just take it as psychological comfort!
Zhang Yuan held the short knife.
Buzz~
This suspected magic weapon suddenly shook violently, and at the same time it emitted a dazzling blood light.
Zhang Yuan felt a sharp pain in the tiger's mouth, and the skin of his palms seemed to be cut open abruptly, and blood gushed out.
Then he was swallowed clean by the dagger!
Zhang Yuan was immediately shocked and subconsciously wanted to throw away the weapon in his hand.
But the dagger was like a maggot attached to the bone, tightly locked on his flesh and blood, and it was impossible to get rid of it.
Under such circumstances, Zhang Yuan tried his best to calm down.
He immediately opened the God's Nest panel.
As a result, I found that my blood value was declining rapidly!
And if losses continue at this rate.
In a maximum of twenty breaths, Zhang Yuan will be drained of all his energy and blood!
He quickly took out a medicine bottle that was kept close to his body, bit open the cork with his teeth, and poured out the pill inside.
Qi and Blood Pill!
Zhao Jinlan exchanged this for Zhang Yuan, which made him owe a huge favor.
There are two Qi and Blood Pills in total. Zhang Yuan always carries them with him in case of emergency.
He never expected that it would come in handy so quickly.
When the pill enters the abdomen, the medicinal power dissipates rapidly.
Zhang Yuan saw that the decline in his blood value suddenly slowed down - it was working.
But the short knife on the left palm was still greedily sucking his blood, showing no signs of stopping.
Zhang Yuan had no choice but to take the second Qi and Blood Pill after only ten breaths of time.
Two precious elixirs released strong medicinal power at the same time, making Zhang Yuan feel as if he was in a furnace, with his internal organs burning violently.
His face turned pale and red, red and white again and again for twenty or thirty breaths.
Until the short sword converges its light and no longer sucks blood.
Zhang Yuancai was relieved.
It’s like escaping a great disaster!
At this time, he saw two simple characters engraved on this suspected magic weapon.
Red blood.
The Red Blood Divine Weapon!
Zhang Yuan suddenly understood.
At the same time, he had a mysterious feeling of being connected with the weapon in his hand!
(End of this chapter)