Chapter 518 Bronze Fang Ding

Su Zimo fell silent.

When it came to the word 'Dragon Buried Valley', not only Li Ziyue, but even he felt a chill.

As if in the darkness, there are a pair of eyes staring at them, creepy and shuddering!

Su Zimo shook his head and calmed down.

The emperor shed blood, the ancestors fell, and the dragon was buried.

This ominous place must be full of many unknowable dangers, and even the combined power can't get out.

But Yulin Flower, Ziyun Lingzhi, Millennium Blood Ginseng, and Qianyuan Grass are too rare. Where should I find them now?

Dordan is too important to the bad old man.

Without this elixir, the old man would either take a huge risk and try to break through, or he could only wait for his life essence to be exhausted and his qi and blood to decay and die.

Su Zimo paced, frowning in thought.

He didn't walk very far when he suddenly felt something stepped on under his feet, he stuttered, and there was a faint pain.

Su Zimo didn't take it seriously, and continued to walk. After a while, he let out a light yawn.

His body, even if it doesn't run the inner alchemy, doesn't burst with blood, its hardness alone is not much better than that of a divine weapon.

Is there something that makes him feel pain?

treasure?

Ten thousand years ago, the imperial capital was destroyed overnight, and the two monasteries were removed from their names. I do not know how many treasures were buried in the ruins.

It's just that Su Zimo didn't find anything during this trip.

Right now, this forbidden area of ​​the imperial palace is very unusual, and it is very possible that there are some treasures buried there!

Su Zimo turned around and walked back. After more than ten steps, he stopped and stared at the ground under his feet.

Among the rubble and dust, an iron block bulged, flashing a dark green light.

Su Zimo frowned slightly, waved his robe sleeves, and brushed away the surrounding rubble, revealing a lot of iron, as if it was the handle of something.

Su Zimo grabbed the handle and pulled it out.

"Um?"

Su Zimo's expression changed slightly.

This unknown thing fell into the dust and ruins, only slightly loose!

Su Zimo vacated his hands, his eyes brightened, he stepped forward and grabbed the iron block, the blood in his body rose, and with full strength, he let out a low roar, and lifted it up sharply!

Boom!

The ground trembled violently, almost sinking into it!

Breaking through the burial of dust, a huge object gradually revealed its true appearance.

This is a bronze tripod.

The tripod is the most mysterious artifact on the Tianhuang Continent.

In the realm of self-cultivation, the four weapons, the cauldron, the furnace, the tower, and the bell, are difficult to control, and none of them have sharp edges. Most of the monks who can command these four weapons are not easy to provoke.

The four weapons have a common feature.

There is space inside.

You can imprison and suppress living beings or other weapons.

The four kinds of weapons, intertwined with different ways and laws, contain different mysterious powers, which are amazing!

Like a bell, it contains the power of sound.

In the monasteries of the cultivation world, there are generally Buddhist bells.

The big bell rang, the Sanskrit sound echoed, and the evil spirits did not dare to approach!

And the furnace, cast out, has the power of burning!

The tripod is a symbol of dignity and power.

Ding, the most important weapon of the country, the most important weapon of the Tao, if suppressed, it can stabilize the four seas and eight wastelands!

Supreme status, supreme power!

Most of the 'cauldrons' in the world of comprehension are three-legged cauldrons.

Three legs, two ears and one tripod, vaguely, in line with the principles of heaven and earth, and the avenues are mysterious.

The tripod in front of him was a four-legged tripod.

The four-legged square tripod is not as round as the three-legged round tripod, so close to the avenue, but it has sharp edges and corners, standing between heaven and earth, out of tune with this world.

But it is this kind of angular body that looks extraordinarily domineering and majestic!

God does not allow me, I will break this day!

If the ground does not allow me, I will smash this ground!

Heaven and earth can't hold me, I am a world of my own!

The four-legged square tripod is very similar to Su Zimo's temperament.

This bronze square tripod is more than one meter high, standing in front of Su Zimo's eyes, exuding an ancient aura, it is not ordinary at first glance.

It's a pity that this bronze square cauldron doesn't know what it has experienced. There are cracks all over the cauldron, dense and dull, and it has been destroyed.

"Pity."

Xuan Yi shook his head and sighed lightly: "This bronze cauldron was probably a great weapon back then. Now that it's destroyed like this, even the innate spiritual weapon is useless."

In Su Zimo's storage bag, there were also several destroyed Innate Spirit Artifacts.

Like the black gold silk armor, although it was destroyed and the spiritual pattern collapsed, the armor itself was intact, and a broken innate spiritual pattern was left behind.

As for the bronze square tripod in front of him, the body of the tripod was almost shattered, and there was no possibility of repair at all.

I am afraid that if you bump into it casually, this bronze square tripod will be scattered into a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron.

Su Zimo laughed at himself and thought to himself, "I've thought about it too much. Ten thousand years have passed, and even if there is a treasure, it would have been picked up by others long ago. How could it be left to me?"

Su Zimo was about to turn around and leave, but frowned again, staring at the bronze square tripod in front of him, his eyes flickering, thoughtful.

After a little while, Su Zimo gradually narrowed his eyes, suddenly burst out with two divine lights, took a deep breath, exhaled, carried his blood, and punched the bronze square tripod!

when!

Boxing collision.

Instead of the muffled sound of colliding flesh and blood, there was a sound of Jin Ge clashing, echoing endlessly!

The bronze square tripod remained motionless.

This time, Su Zimo didn't hold back.

Even an intact high-grade spiritual weapon is enough to be smashed into pieces!

Su Zimo remained calm, patted his palm in the storage bag, and directly sacrificed the Panlong Seal.

Su Zimo's thoughts are very clear.

He just wanted to try this bronze square tripod!

Moreover, it is to try the innate spiritual tool!

Anyway, this bronze square tripod has also been shattered and useless, even if it was smashed by the Coiling Dragon Seal, it would be no pity.

If the Dragon Seal can't be smashed...

Su Zimo threw the Panlong Seal upwards, turned the golden pill, and shot out a spiritual force from his fingertips, submerging into the Panlong Seal.

The Panlong Seal shines brightly!

The six spiritual patterns flickered constantly, bursting with golden light, like a scorching sun!

In the Foundation Establishment Realm, Su Zimo still can't exert the true power of the Innate Spirit Artifact.

But now, the power of Jindan has been injected into the Coiling Dragon Seal, and the mutation has suddenly started! .

The divine dragon entrenched above, in the endless golden light, actually came to life, screamed up to the sky, and burst out with a high-pitched dragon roar!

almost the same time.

Many monks such as Xingyue Sect, Wuyingmen, Huoyungu, etc. who have just entered the imperial palace are aware of it, and feel the spiritual power fluctuations in the depths of the imperial palace.

Many monks looked around, and faintly saw the golden light shining under the night sky!

Qian Xingyu rose into the air, his eyes were deep, looking at the direction of the golden light, his eyes were bright, and he chuckled: "Sure enough, there is a treasure born! With this treasure, in the ancient battlefield 20 years later, I will be able to enter the vision. Top 100!"

"It turned out to be an innate spirit weapon!"

In the darkness, Mo Xiaofeng of the Shadowless Sect was shocked, and his eyes became hot.

Wang Yan of Huoyun Valley laughed in the sky, no longer hiding his figure, standing in the air, looking at the direction of Xingyue Sect and Wuyingmen with unbridled eyes, and loudly said: "I want this innate spiritual weapon!"

"Chongbao is born, everyone depends on their abilities!"

Qian Xingyu sneered, his figure moved, and he galloped towards the depths of the imperial palace.

Many monks in Wuyingmen and Huoyungu also set off.

Thank you for the reward of the season of the wind ^_^