I'm picking up attributes in the wasteland

Chapter 259 Xanadu?burial ground
While Leng Qiu was speaking, he stretched out his right hand, gathered his strength, attracted his true energy, and punched out.

"Pfft!"

Like a stone like water, it easily breaks the shield.

It was not as difficult as imagined, let alone any counter-shock force.

It is estimated that because the source of supply has been cut off, even restrictions have become commonplace.

Everything was Leng Qiu's guess. Turning around, the big hand had already landed on the ancient book and grabbed it.

In fact, he doesn't like this way, it's better to get red envelopes and treasure boxes, just get it.

Far better than this.

But, no matter what, this is a rare treasure, and it may become a good thing to control the spread of ferocious beasts in the future.

"Trash!"

Feng Jiu couldn't help cursing again, as if she had suffered before.

Leng Qiu's eyes fell on it, and he wondered if it was an antique from 300 million years ago.

Otherwise, how could it be possible to hate the formation so much.

After a few words, You Mingzi had already reacted, with shock on his face, and said:
"The magic of the formation is extremely mysterious. If you don't know how to rescue it, you can't get out of it if you die. Unless you lose all your power, or you happen to break the formation, you can get out of trouble!"

Leng Qiu was deeply touched by her words, just now she was going around in circles in the formation, it was really desperate.

I am more confident in the outline of the formation in my opponent's hand.

"The big battle between us, save it to go out and fight again, I can't wait to enter the eighth floor!"

Leng Qiu ignored her, took the little red bird, strode out of the formation, and went towards the eighth layer of restriction.

How could You Mingzi dare to stay at the scene, if he was trapped by the formation again, he would never be able to come out for the rest of his life.

Hastily followed Leng Qiu and rushed to the eighth floor.

After they left, a force permeated the hall again, connecting all the positions, and transforming into mountains and rivers, earth and lakes again.

Suddenly, the outline of the formation appeared on the table, which was exactly the same as before, as if it was inexhaustible and inexhaustible.

Leng Qiu, who had just broken through the restriction, didn't know about all these changes.

He didn't put away the Eight Diagrams Mirror and the Qinghai Magic Lamp just now, relying on the little bit of power they bloomed, he abruptly reached the eighth floor.

His body was covered in sweat, and while he was waiting for You Mingzi behind him, it took him a long time to realize that he hadn't come.

Shaking his head, his eyes fell on the entire hall.

Here, there is only a small manor, with a small bridge and flowing water in front, a thatched hut in the back, and bows and arrows hanging on the wall.

Surrounded by a circle of railings, it is like a paradise isolated from the world.

If Leng Qiu didn't come all the way, he must have thought that he had entered a mysterious place beyond the main hall.

"Qinghai magic lamp!"

He summoned the Qinghai Magic Lamp again. When he passed the restriction, he almost left it inside, which would be a big loss.

The light shone, and Leng Qiu was instantly dumbfounded.

All the scenes ahead are fake, only endless white bones, piled up like a mountain, and in the middle, a tall coffin is suppressed on it.

The closer the bones are to the coffin, the harder they are, like suet white jade.

There are countless black silk threads all around, criss-crossing, outlining a dreamlike world.

If you don't know, just step on it, and your soul will fly away.

It's not the first time that Leng Qiu has seen so many bones, but he didn't expect it to be in the deepest part of the Snake Emperor Valley.

Finally, his eyes fell on the four-meter-high and eight-meter-long bronze coffin, and he said in a solemn voice:
"Feng Jiu, that coffin is similar to the one in your lair, so it can't be your companion?"

It was also not the first time he had seen such a huge coffin, and he was full of caution.

Who knows if there is really a living existence, if he will attack him, and what is his strength?

Everything is unknown.

"How do I know, everything here is different from my lair! It's filled with dead air and gathered Yin Qi, which is similar to the small world you went to. Maybe the people inside are the same as that old man!"

Feng Jiu's small eyes are also looking around, her voice is a little irritable, not as peaceful as usual.

It doesn't like such a gloomy world, nor does it like bones.

Therefore, he was also very dissatisfied with Leng Qiu.

Leng Qiu didn't see any dead energy, Yin energy or anything like that. Looking at the black threads around her, she always felt that something was wrong with them!

"Bagua Mirror!"

Summon the hole card again to see if you can directly cut off all sources of power to avoid more changes.

It's a pity that those black silk threads haven't changed in any way this time, and they don't need energy supply. They are another kind of mysterious power.

Leng Qiu had no choice but to take out a long sword and cut towards a silk thread.

"Buzz!"

Accompanied by a sound, densely packed, countless black silk threads spread across the entire hall, like a big net, swaying around.

With a little power, it disappeared easily.

Moreover, a strange and powerful anti-shock force rushed to Leng Qiu's side.

"Oh!"

There was no time to withdraw the long sword in his hand, and it exploded in the void, turning into fragments all over the sky.

Leng Qiu quickly backed away, his eyes full of shock.

A high-grade artifact disappeared without a sound, who would have thought?

Unimaginable shock.

His body is strong enough, but when faced with the attack of power, how can he easily dodge it.

He sat alone outside the many black silk threads, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

I racked my brains and couldn't think of how to break through.

Whether it was an attack of true essence, a sweep of strange treasures, or an attack with a Taoist weapon, the final result must be all dissipated, and the power of backlash almost caused him to be seriously injured.

If he didn't know the terrifying power contained in it, he would be like one of those bones, supplying the bronze coffin with all kinds of yin and death.

If you die, you will not live in peace.

He absolutely does not want that!
In the end, helpless, he simply sat in front of all the threads, analyzed them bit by bit, and checked their trajectories and layouts.

Gradually, he finally came to the realization that every black thread must be entwined around a person's bones, like a source of strength.

The thousands of winding methods at the other end will also be attributed to the bronze coffin.

Knowing this, he analyzed again, the material of the black silk, the position of the white bones and so on.

This time, I don't know the passage of time.

He fell into a state of retreat, and there were 999 fighters rushing to the 200th step in front.

All the people who left along the path all came back with serious expressions and shock in their eyes.

The end of the path is not an exit at all, but a dead place, an endless abyss.

There was a roaring sound inside, and red eyes could be seen rushing up from the ground. It contained terrifying murderous intent and boundless evil spirit.

In such a situation, how could the many warriors who had finally obtained endless benefits be willing to take risks.

One by one, they could only turn over and come back, with the steps going up in their eyes.

People who come out from behind are at the top of the steps.

For example, the ten sons of Buddhism appeared on the [-]th floor, Ye Feihua and others appeared on the [-]th floor, and on the [-]th floor there was only one woman wearing a long black dress with a peerless face.

(End of this chapter)