Chapter 220: Ancient Bartering Array (Part 2)

"Why did this guy die?" Looking at the disappearing Xiao Yuncheng, Chen Chao, who had been observing secretly, showed a surprised look.

He felt that Xiao Yuncheng's death was somewhat inexplicable. He didn't even see clearly how he was hit, and the green smoke behind him had already emerged.

Is this a conspiracy?

It shouldn't be possible...

Chen Chao used the eighth-level cushion to sense that there were only a few of them near the ruins. If someone used a long-range magic weapon to attack nearby, they would definitely not be able to escape the sensing range of the eighth-level cushion.

And... he seemed to have seen the divine punishment just now.

The sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, flashing silver snakes, until the green smoke emerged from Xiao Yuncheng's back, the clouds and mist dissipated. This process came very suddenly and disappeared very quickly, lasting about thirty seconds.

Chen Chao was sure that he was not dazzled.

"Second brother, do you know what's going on?"

Chen Chao turned his head and stared at Wang Ming, who turned his head slightly and glanced at Wang Ling next to him with his peripheral vision.

The instigator was just like nothing happened, staring at the bag of instant noodles on the ground not far away, as if his soul had been sucked away!

"..."

Wang Ming knew that if he didn't explain it, Chen Chao would get suspicious.

After turning his head and looking around to make sure there was no one around, Wang Ming stretched out his fist: "Do you see this fist as big as a sandbag? Just now, what you saw was the last move of my "Turtle Wave Heart Sutra" "Wu Xiu Wave"..."

As soon as the voice fell, Chen Chao felt that his brain had short-circuited.

After being silent for dozens of seconds, Chen Chao suddenly turned his head and looked at Wang Ming, and then his eyes lit up.

It was a look full of respect and admiration. Wang Ming was stared at like that, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Second brother, you are too strong!" Chen Chao's eyes flickered with golden stars.

In fact, Wang Ming still felt a little pity in the future. He actually hoped that Wang Ling would look at him like Chen Chao someday.

Unfortunately, this does not exist...

...

...

After confirming that there was no one nearby, the three of them surrounded him and began to search the storage bag left by Xiao Yuncheng.

Wang Ling quietly put the bag of instant noodles on the ground into the storage bag...

Before, Chen Chao saw Xiao Yuncheng pick up something from the airdrop box with a surprised look on his face. After repeated confirmation, Chen Chao grabbed a disposable magic weapon from the storage bag. It was a phoenix cup with red, green and yellow as the main colors and shining glaze.

"It's actually a phoenix cup." Even without the electronic illustrations, Chen Chao recognized the origin of this magic weapon.

In junior high school, almost everyone had a history of going to the Songhai City Museum, and this phoenix cup was an ancient magic weapon recorded in the history of the museum. It was rumored that it was the unique magic weapon of the Fire Emperor, one of the Three Emperors in ancient times. Currently, only a small fragment of the phoenix cup has been collected in the museum, and the whereabouts of the other fragments have long been unknown.

Wang Ling stared at the phoenix cup and fell into thought.

He had seen it in ancient books and knew that the Phoenix Cup had a great origin. After all, it came from the ancient times, and it was from the same period as Han Lao Mo and Wang Lao Mo at that time.

At that time, the Three Emperors' magical instruments and the Palm of Heaven Bottle in Han Lao Mo's hand were great magical instruments that were on par with each other and were even called sub-artifacts at the time.

However, the Phoenix Cup in the airdrop box now was obviously made by General Yi to popularize historical knowledge for students in addition to the military training exercise of the six schools. There are actually many disposable magical instruments designed by General Yi for the escape competition based on famous magical instruments that appeared in history.

Chen Chao used the electronic illustration to check carefully, and the result was amazing: "The lethality of this Phoenix Cup is actually up to level eight! Even the damage range is also level eight! This is a powerful weapon!"

"Is it full level?" Wang Ming also stared at the Phoenix Cup and raised his eyebrows: "In fact, this design is reasonable. After all, the Phoenix Cup was extremely powerful in ancient times. It is a sub-artifact that can summon the Fire Phoenix. In the past, ancient books have the history of the Fire Emperor throwing the cup in anger and destroying the demon city."

Speaking of this, Wang Ming couldn't help but sighed: "No wonder Xiao Yuncheng showed that expression just now. The lethality of this thing is too great. If it is thrown towards the center of the city, it is equivalent to summoning a divine punishment circle. At that time, everyone exposed to the sun will be eliminated."

At this time, Chen Chao's electronic illustration vibrated, and a warm reminder appeared on it. The reminder was sent remotely by the Dongye Immortal.

Chen Chao glanced at the message: "Senior Dong said that the poisonous fog will begin to shrink in ten minutes. Should we retreat first? Those who were ambushing in the desert before should have run towards the city center."

"Don't worry, there's still time."

Because he was personally involved in the map making of this escape competition, Wang Ming knew the map's environment settings very well: "In the ancient temple in front of the ruins, there is actually a small magic circle."

"What magic circle?" Chen Chao asked.

"Have you heard of the ancient magic circle of exchange?" Wang Ming introduced: "The history of the magic circle is based on this ancient method of exchange. In ancient times, this kind of ancient magic circle arranged by ancient powerful people often appeared. After putting the cherished things into it, you can get the equivalent of material exchange. To put it bluntly, this is a kind of mutual benefit. But this kind of ancient magic circle of exchange is actually quite tricky. Sometimes what you want may not be what you want."

As the three talked, they walked towards the ancient temple in front of them, which was a little dilapidated.

As Wang Ming said, Wang Ling saw a small magic circle in the center of this semi-open ancient temple. The scale of the magic circle is not large, only the size of a millstone. There are elusive ancient characters engraved on the edge of the magic circle.

Chen Chao looked at it in amazement: "Second brother, is this the ancient magic circle of exchange in ancient times?"

"Yes." Wang Ming nodded: "Now there are very few people who can understand how to arrange this kind of formation. This is arranged by General Yi himself."

"But why does this thing appear in the escape competition?" Chen Chao asked.

"On the one hand, it is for popularizing history, and on the other hand, it should be General Yi's own bad taste. You can think of this magic circle as an easter egg." Wang Ming replied.

Wang Ling: "..."

Chen Chao: "Then what should I do?"

Wang Ming: "Just throw the useless things in the storage bag into it."

"Oh." Chen Chao directly threw the extra fourth-level cushion from the storage bag into it. The moment the cushion approached the light of the magic circle, it turned into a burst of powder, and then gradually melted into the magic circle.

Several people held their breath and watched the changes of the magic circle quietly.

Not long after, Wang Ling saw a ray of light appear. It was the array spirit of the ancient magic circle of exchange.

The array spirit's hand flashed with a spiritual light, and suddenly three more things appeared between his hands. He looked at Chen Chao calmly and asked in a very low and magnetic voice: "Excuse me, what you lost... is this golden futon, silver futon, or... this jade futon?"

Wang Ling, Chen Chao, Wang Ming: "..."