Chapter 879: Bloody Hero Talisman

The five-coloured stones in Sun Hao's hands are like a plaything in Qing Lao's hands, they are thrown casually, naturally and casually.

In the end, Qing Lao threw it out casually, and the five-colored stone flew out and fell into the spiritual list of the spiritual room. With a clang, it was inlaid on the spiritual list that listed the spirits of weapons and tower generals, emitting five-colored light , turning slowly, illuminating the names of the people on the spirit list below.

But the Xumi Ningkong Pagoda shook violently.

The monks in the pagoda suddenly felt the ground tremble. They all stopped their cultivation or their work, and searched around. The pagoda had returned to normal.

But the monks in the tower all felt that something unknown had happened to them.

I don't know where the change came from and what effect it has. After being a little surprised, the monks in the tower began to ignore it and went about their own business.

Xumi Ningkong Pagoda is Sun Hao's talisman, if there is any change, I will know in the future, it should not be a bad thing.

After putting away the five-color sky-replenishing stone, Sun Hao stayed where he was, pondered for a while, and then started to search for other resources in the Burial Sky Market as if nothing had happened.

Sun Hao, who is good at summarizing, quickly discovered some laws of refining materials in the vast gravel area of ​​Zangtianxu.

Where blood giants appeared in large numbers, and after being sucked by Xiao Zhang, leaving a lot of rubble, there would usually be various ores or refined materials.

Non-stop, Sun Hao explored the past one by one according to the route in his memory, and he gained a lot. Among them, many of the refining materials were above level four, which is quite rare in this world.

However, these refining materials did not attract the Xumi Ningkong Pagoda, and the old man did not speak. Obviously, these refining materials did not help the refining of the second layer of the Xumi Ningkong Tower.

After twenty days of continuous searching, Sun Hao began to return along the road.

halfway. Through mental connection, they found the team led by Xiao Zhang, and the two teams returned. Once again, Sun Hao got a lot of ore refining materials from the dark blue kitten.

The kitten, Shenlan, is pitiful and reluctant to leave. Take out the treasures you found and divide them up.

Sun Hao didn't care too much for himself, this time, he left a full 50% of the harvest for Shen Lan, and he only took 30%, Xiao Zhang and the native dog Bian Mu each got 10%.

The native dog Bianmu was very unconvinced. But Xiaozhang only took 10%, and it could only accept the distribution plan dejectedly.

With the noisy, chasing and beating few seemingly harmless guys rushing towards the gathering place, Sun Hao was surprised to find that the native dog Bian Mu had developed a bad habit of bullying the kitten Shen Lan, and would sneak attack when nothing happened. a handful.

The sneak attack of the native dog Bianmu was very sharp, and the kitten Shenlan was either bitten by the neck or by the tail. Never been able to get away.

The kitten, Shenlan, was already afraid of the earth dogs, so she was very obedient and obedient, and she didn't dare to hide what she got.

After Sun Hao learned about it from the side, he discovered it with both irony and laughter. The driving force behind this scene is actually the cute Xiao Zhang Bao Ketu.

Xiaozhang Bao Ketu knows that Shenlan has two forms, and also knows that the second form of Shenlan is not easy to mess with, so he dare not offend Shenlan to death, for fear that Hu Gaia will make trouble for himself when he wakes up.

However, under the intentional or unintentional guidance of the naughty little Zhang Baoketu, the unknowing native dog Bian Mu, who had a bit of resentment towards Sun Hao, became the scapegoat for bullying the kitten Shenlan.

The kitten, Shenlan, was bullied a little bit by the dog.

In Sun Hao's heart. Already secretly guessing, once Hu Gaia wakes up, will he become angry from embarrassment. Just kill this reckless dog.

However, for now. The existence of the native dog Bianmu is very beneficial for Sun Hao to beat Shenlan, and let Shenlan work hard to find treasure resources for him.

So, Sun Hao just turned a blind eye.

At most, when Gaia gets mad, he can help the dog himself to save its life.

The native dog Bian Mu didn't know that he had offended a big tiger, and he never tired of bullying Shen Lan.

Although it is an area that has been explored and cleared by everyone, there are still many dangers in the Burial Sky Ruins.

When they were assembled again, one of the magic dao ranking gold cores didn't come back on time.

After waiting for two days, there is still no news. Everyone knows that the golden elixir of the magic way may have fallen.

After clearing up the sad mood of the rabbit dead and the fox, under the unified dispatch of Zeng Xiangwu, everyone started to advance again in the direction pointed by Zhao Zhumo.

After advancing in relative safety for four or five days, new changes began to appear in front of Zangtianxu.

The original gravel area has turned into endless loess.

Yellow mounds protrude from the yellow land, like small graves.

Be careful, step into the loess area, and the mound will change immediately.

A mound split open automatically, and in the mound, a huge zombie whose stature was not under the blood giant, a blood-red zombie stepped out.

The blood-colored zombie has a tall and burly body, with thick arms and strong muscles, big feet, strong legs, bald head, and blood eyes.

Different from mainland zombies, bloody zombies walk on the ground like ordinary people, but at a slower speed.

As if smelling the scent of a stranger, he found the monk team, the loess mound split open, and the blood zombie took big steps, slapped his nipples, roared, and attacked the monk team.

Compared with the overwhelming number of blood giants, there are not many blood zombies in the loess mound.

In each mound, there is only one bloody zombie.

However, the strength of a single blood zombie far exceeds that of a stone giant.

Zeng Xiangwu's strong bow could split mountains and mountains, but when it hit the blood giant, it was like an ordinary arrow hitting gold and iron, and it bounced back.

After attracting the first blood zombie, everyone led the blood zombie to the gravel area from a distance, and launched a siege. Thousands of attacks poured on the blood zombie. Can't hit the monk.

The attack continued for half a day, and the blood zombie suffered severe injuries. Half of its head was broken, its legs were broken, its arms were broken, and its chest and abdomen were broken into several big holes. However, the big guy was still defiant, vowing to die, roaring, and attacking his body monks within the range.

Zeng Xiangwu asked someone to take a shield to try the blood zombie's attack power.

The blood zombie punched down, and the shield, which was stronger than the body of most golden cores, was blown apart and torn apart.

The ranking golden elixirs all felt awe-inspiring.

Such a great force, if you get hit, not many can stop it.

After two full days of grinding, the blood zombie was completely dismembered, and finally, the only bit of head was cut off from the neck.

A puff of blue smoke rose from the empty neck.

Amidst the green smoke, a monk in blue seemed to appear.

The cultivator in Tsing Yi said with a blank expression, "Are you here? Is the Burial Sky Market open again?"

In the voice of speaking, the yellow mound seemed to generate an attractive force, and the green smoke was sucked away, but his voice came over in the air: "Keep the flesh...body..."

Then, the green smoke was sucked into the mound.

Zeng Xiangwu quickly reacted, and shouted violently: "Be careful, don't go back with zombie meat..."

Amidst the voice, the flesh of the blood zombies scattered on the ground began to squirm, as if ready to move.

Rank-ranking golden pills are the ones with delicate minds, so they immediately understood and started to fight nearby. Suppressing the slightest bit of nausea, they put the wriggling pieces of meat into their storage bags.

The young master of Tiangong, Gong Xiaoli, didn't make a move, but stood there in a daze, looking at the mound where the green smoke disappeared, as if trying to remember something.

After a while, suddenly, Yuzhi pointed at the mound, and said in a voiceless voice: "Yebaimo, he is senior Yebaimo, I remembered, he is senior Yebaimo..."

Zhao Zhumo's tall body jerked violently, then bowed deeply towards the mound, and said in a low voice, "Student Zhao Zhumo from Tiangong, thank you Senior Ye..."

All the other monks in Tiangong bowed solemnly, like Zhao Zhumo, and said in a low voice: "Thank you, senior."

The monks at the scene were silent.

In Sun Hao's heart, he immediately understood that Ye Baimo's status in Tiangong should not be low, and it is very likely that he is the senior of Tiangong.

Gong Xiaoli's deep voice verified Sun Hao's conjecture: "The last time I buried Tianxu, Senior Ye was one of the golden cores led by my Tiangong team. I didn't expect him to fall here and become..."

Speaking of this, Gong Xiaoli stopped talking abruptly, and looked at the yellow land of Zangtianxu with his eyes.

On that piece of yellow land, there are yellow mounds raised one by one.

Will it just bury the outstanding figures of the predecessors?

And they were also turned into blood-colored zombies, blocking everyone's way.

If it is true, then how many generations of outstanding heroes can form such a large yellow mound?

The atmosphere instantly became heavy.

The monks were silent.

On the yellow ground, there was a whirring wind, as if someone was sighing leisurely, or a monk was humming a sad song softly.

And above the sky, the originally golden Hero Talisman hanging high above was reflected by the yellow land.

Strangely, traces of blood appeared, and twelve large golden characters appeared above the yellow ground, as if the handwriting was fuzzy, with a layer of blood mist floating on it.

Like blood and tears in human eyes, there is a boundless sense of sadness. (to be continued ~^~)