I can bless thousands of magical powers.

Chapter 117: Red Blood Divine Soldiers
On the snow-capped mountain, Zhang Yuan climbed up at an astonishing speed.

With six times the agility, his mobility far surpassed that of the monkeys, and he soon reached the top of the mountain.

At this time Zhang Yuan stopped.

Because Gaode Map...

The human skin treasure map shows that the treasure spot is right in front of you!
However, Zhang Yuan saw nothing except 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 on it had disappeared.

Only a strange symbol is left!

Zhang Yuan thought about it and put away the human skin treasure map.

His eyes fell on the rock in front of him.

The rock was surrounded by snow, and the exposed part was about three or four feet square.

Because it has been exposed to wind, frost, rain and snow for many years, there are obvious signs of weathering and erosion on the surface.

No matter how you look at it, you can't see anything special about it!

Zhang Yuan stood on the upper side of the rock, then leaned over and placed his palms on the rock.

He stopped the blessing of the golden grasshopper and turned to stimulate the power of the black giant ant.

Double, quadruple, sextuple…

Zhang Yuan's arms suddenly swelled, veins and muscles bulged, and suddenly an unparalleled force burst out.

His face flushed red, his blood and energy dropped suddenly, and his feet sank deeply into the snow.

Click!

There was a cracking sound, and the huge black and gray rock shook violently.

Under Zhang Yuan's brute force, he was pushed several inches away!
There is a door!

Zhang Yuan continued to exert force without thinking, and the rocks under his palms made a rumbling sound.

Moved more than two feet to the other side.

A dark hole appeared!

It is really hard to describe Zhang Yuan’s mood at this moment in words.

But time did not allow him to think too much. After all, he had escaped secretly, and he would easily be discovered if he returned late.

Zhang Yuan went into the cave without thinking.

This dark passage is more than half a person's height.

He groped his way forward for a few dozen steps and saw a faint light ahead.

Like a flame burning in the darkness.

Zhang Yuan sped up and the light became brighter and brighter.

The front suddenly becomes clear.

He entered a cave!
The area of ​​this cave is not very large, estimated to be about two meters square. The ground, walls and dome are all very flat and smooth, and are painted with lifelike murals.

But Zhang Yuan's attention was all on the altar in the middle of the cave.

A dark red dagger was floating above the altar, which was only three feet high.

This short sword is less than one foot long, with a blade and handle integrated into one, and no guard, and its shape is extremely simple.

The blade continuously emits red light.

This was exactly the light source Zhang Yuan had seen earlier!
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 aura approaching him.

Stab your own forehead!
The next moment, Zhang Yuan felt a slight tingling sensation between his eyebrows.

He subconsciously raised his hand and touched it.

As a result, half of my hand was covered in blood!

Zhang Yuan's expression changed involuntarily.

Divine weapon!

A noun suddenly popped up in his mind.

Zhang Yuan knew long ago that weapons can be divided into ordinary weapons, mysterious weapons and divine weapons.

He only used ordinary weapons.

For example, the goose-feather knife he carried with him and the long sword that was forged three hundred times were just the best of ordinary weapons.

In comparison, the iron-framed bow is considered the best among ordinary weapons.

However, no matter how excellent the weapon is, it is still an ordinary weapon without any special attributes.

But Zhang Yuan had seen the power of the mysterious soldiers before. That was the Canglang Sword, the treasure of the Linhe Branch.

Although in Zhang Yuan's impression, the Canglang Sword is already an extremely powerful weapon.

But the feeling that this mysterious weapon gave him was definitely not as sharp and powerful as the small dagger in front of him!
At that moment just now, Zhang Yuan felt as if his soul was pierced by the sword.

If this isn't the legendary magic weapon.

So what is it?
The problem is, if it really is a divine weapon, am I, a mere second-level warrior, qualified to get my hands on it?
As soon as this thought came to Zhang Yuan's mind, the dagger on the altar instantly lost its edge.

It only emits a faint glow.

Zhang Yuan couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Then he found himself breaking out in a cold sweat!

Thinking back on it now, I still feel scared.

But Zhang Yuan was not afraid. He raised his feet and walked towards the altar.

One step, two steps, three steps...

The power of divine weapons is indeed unpredictable.

But if he didn't try hard to seize the opportunity right in front of him, why would he risk coming here to look for treasure?
As a result, when Zhang Yuan stood in front of the altar, there was nothing unusual about the dagger.

He gritted his teeth and stretched out his right hand to grab the hilt of the knife.

But before his fingers touched the suspected magical weapon, Zhang Yuan retracted his fingers.

He did not give up, but used his left hand to grab it.

Because Zhang Yuan’s left hand is where the divine nest is located, he might be able to suppress the power of this divine weapon.

Anyway, no matter whether it works or not, just take it as psychological comfort!

Zhang Yuan held the dagger.

hum~
This suspected divine weapon suddenly shook violently, emitting a dazzling blood light.

Zhang Yuan only felt a sharp pain in the base of his palm, and the skin on his palm seemed to be cut open, with blood gushing out.

Then it was devoured cleanly by the dagger!

Zhang Yuan was suddenly horrified and subconsciously wanted to drop the weapon in his hand.

But the dagger was like a leech attached to his bones, locking onto his flesh and blood, and he couldn't get rid of it at all.

Under such circumstances, Zhang Yuan tried his best to calm himself down.

He immediately opened the God's Nest panel.

As a result, I found that my Qi and blood values ​​were decreasing rapidly!
And if the losses continue at this rate.

In just twenty breaths at most, Zhang Yuan’s energy and blood would be drained away!

He quickly took out a medicine bottle that he kept close to him, bit open the stopper with his teeth, poured out a pill inside and drank it.

Qi and blood pill!
This was what Zhao Jinlan had exchanged for Zhang Yuan, and he owed her a huge favor.

Zhang Yuan always carries two Qi and Blood Pills with him in case of emergency.

He never expected that it would come in handy so soon.

Once the pill enters the stomach, the medicinal properties will quickly dissipate.

Zhang Yuan saw that the rate at which his Qi and blood values ​​decreased suddenly slowed down - it was working.

But the dagger in his left palm was still greedily sucking his blood, with no sign of stopping.

Zhang Yuan had no choice but to take the second Qi and Blood Pill after only ten breaths.

The two precious pills released powerful medicinal power at the same time, making Zhang Yuan feel as if he was in a furnace and his internal organs were burning violently.

His face turned pale and then red, and then red and then pale, over and over again for twenty or thirty breaths.

Until the dagger's light faded and it no longer absorbed blood.

Zhang Yuancai felt relieved.

Like escaping a great disaster!

At this time, he saw two ancient characters engraved on this suspected divine weapon.

Red blood.

Red Blood Divine Weapon!

Zhang Yuan suddenly understood.

At the same time, he felt a mysterious sense of blood connection with the weapon in his hand!

(End of this chapter)