Chapter 160

Inside the temple

The six old magic lamps emit dim lights, which blurred the scene in the temple. The temple was very quiet, so quiet that even the heartbeat could be clearly felt. After the cold wind entered the temple, the temple swayed and quickly returned to peace.[]

Lightning stood on Han Feng's shoulders, Xiao Hui followed Han Feng, urging Si to sit on Xiao Hui's body, Amumu was a little scared and stuck out half of his head. One man, three beasts and one elf looked at the surrounding environment quietly without moving.

The temple is a bit empty. A blood-red carpet in the center of the temple extends to the deepest part of the temple. On both sides of the red carpet are twelve golems. The shape of the golems is somewhat similar to the main theme of the Twelve Hells. The only difference is that each of them has a face, and the metal mask on the face is raised high and has a solemn expression. At the bottom of the red carpet is a throne made of skeletons, and a vague statue sits upright on the throne.

Han Feng did not rush to look at the faces of the twelve statues, nor did he check which god was worshipped in the temple, but walked towards the corner of the temple.

The pile of wreckage in the corner of the temple proves that this temple has not been visited by anyone. Several frames of bones with only dry bones are scattered randomly in the corners. In the corners of the two walls, leaning against a relatively complete skeleton, although the flesh and blood of the skeleton had long disappeared, the clothes were still left on the skeleton, and a short arrow feather exposed its head from the broken clothes in the heart.

As the distance approached, the blue light of the ice touch became more and more intense, constantly conveying this strong excitement to the cold wind, just like meeting a child who had not returned home for a long time.

Han Feng stepped forward with a little confusion and lifted the clothes on the skeleton's heart. He saw a crossbow arrow shot through the front sternum, breaking through the original position of the heart, and the arrow stuck to the bone on the back.

This person seems to be a simple person in front of him. The bones all over his body emit a strange halo like metal. This also makes the skeleton not dispersed for countless years.

The cold wind held the end of the crossbow arrow, shook it up and down, pulling the crossbow arrow off the bones of the skeleton. After countless years of washing, the arrow of this crossbow arrow still shone with a heart-pounding cold light, and the whole body is made of the same metal, simple and simple, not conspicuous at all.

Hanfeng felt that this metal seemed familiar and felt the extremely strong emotions of the ice touch. Suddenly, Hanfeng thought that when the ice touch was born, there seemed to be a small part of the cast dagger. Could it be...

Han Feng immediately wrapped his mental power around the crossbow arrow. The picture flashed, and a memory like ice touch appeared in Han Feng's mind. When it came to the melting period, it began to appear differently.

The ice-blue metal liquid was poured into another pair of abrasive tools. Under the tempering of the dwarf, the metal liquid was quickly made into a crossbow arrow. The dwarf did not portray magic arrays and decorations on the arrows, and casually pulled out the crossbow hanging on the wall, installed the crossbow arrows, aiming at the huge hammer on the smelting platform, and making an arrow.

The crossbow arrow shot out from the crossbow with a strong wind, and the hammer on the melting platform could not move. However, a hole as thick as a little finger appeared suddenly. The red hammer that was originally roasted by the flames of the melting Taichung was instantly covered with frost. All the objects on the same ray of the crossbow arrow had the same hole, and were also covered with thin frost.

The crossbow arrow was inserted into the wall of the stone chamber, and the tail of the arrow was exposed outside.

The dwarf stared blankly at the hammer on the smelting stage, and his big mouth full of beards was so surprised that he couldn't close. The dwarf looked at the hammer that had been following countless years with distress. As a good caster, it is crucial to make equipment with a hand.

It is conceivable how hard a hammer that can temper thousands of weapons is, but it is easily shot by a crossbow arrow at this moment. The dwarf is very clear that the hand crossbow he built will definitely not have such powerful abilities. The only explanation for this result is the credit of this crossbow arrow.

The dwarf took the crossbow arrow out of the stone wall and stroked the arrow body carefully, his eyes full of relief, and then he felt a little regretful, as if there was only one crossbow arrow in his power.

Soon after, the dwarf exchanged this powerful crossbow arrow with an assassin for a large amount of precious ore. After the crossbow arrow fell into the hands of the assassinator, the assassinator fully utilized its characteristics and assassinated countless powerful people with a much stronger strength than the assassinator himself.

This assassin is also a man with a talent, and his strength has exceeded level 9. During a temple exploration adventure, the assassin met a warrior who was far stronger than him. The two of them fought to enter the temple together and started a life-and-death battle outside the temple. In the end, the warrior was slightly better than the strength and defeated the assassin. Before the assassin died, he drew his crossbow and pointed it at the warrior's heart. The warrior was also very strong. Even if his heart was shot through, he struggled to enter the temple, and finally he fell to the ground and lost his life.

Since then, the crossbow arrows have been waiting in the temple for a while until now.

The cold wind exhaled, held the crossbow arrow in his hand, and put it together with the ice touch. The two weapons suddenly burst out with dazzling light. The ice elements in the air were also leaping, as if they were celebrating two old friends who had been reunited after a long separation.

Han Feng looked at the only one crossbow arrow, and felt a little regretful. Once the crossbow arrow is lost, it will never be found again. It would be great if the crossbow arrow can be automatically.

Han Feng had just finished thinking about it, then he was stunned and was delighted. He kissed the wolf and took out a rusty longbow, which was also covered with rust. It was the bow and arrow that Han Feng and others got the first adventure with the space magic array. This bow was originally in Ryan's hands, but Ryan later had a melodious longbow, so this longbow was naturally not used. It happened that Han Feng was studying the magic array and had the seeds of space magic. So Ryan gave the longbow to Han Feng.

Unfortunately, Han Feng is now able to install the extremely small space-based gem on the crossbow arrow, otherwise Han Feng will transform the crossbow arrow on the spot and carve the magic circle on the hand crossbow and crossbow arrow.

Han Feng put away everything, calmed his mind, stepped on the red carpet and walked towards the gods worshipped on the throne. Han Feng recorded the faces of the twelve golems along the way. Han Feng felt that he would really see these twelve people in the future.

The more Han Feng walked forward, the more pressure he was, and when he walked to the steps in front of the throne, he even had the urge to kneel down. He looked up at the god looking down at Han Feng, and the god looked at Han Feng as if he was looking at an ant. A trace of poverty arose, and the unique pride of the Frost Dragon Clan awakened again. With the god, you can be above and above, and with the god, you can control your destiny. With this kind of eyes, you can look at me.

Han Feng gritted his teeth and raised his first step hard and stepped onto the first step. In Han Feng's eyes, the steps of the three poles were blocked by thousands of mountains and rivers.

The fighting spirit of the cold wind flashed, and he took the second step heavily, but he couldn't take the third step. The cold wind was not convinced, and his heart was shouting and roaring. He wanted to prove that he could, and he could definitely overcome this hurdle.

The cold wind's mood seemed to be responding to everything, and all the ice elements, natural elements, and space elements around rushed towards the cold wind. The ice touches and the passing years tightly in their hands burst out with dazzling blue lights, and the ice elements around them seemed a little violent. The soul-suppressing spirit hanging on their chest exuded a soft halo covering the cold wind, and the bloodshot stone that had not been moved suddenly showed a hint of red.

The fighting spirit was poured into the right foot with all his strength without leaving any room for rest. The right foot was slightly too thin on the net. The cold wind veins stormed up, and his face was a little distorted. With an angry roar, the fighting spirit appeared all over, and the right foot finally raised high and took the third step.

When the cold wind stepped onto the platform of the throne, the pressure all over his body disappeared invisible in an instant. The cold wind was breathing heavily, and a hint of joy appeared on his face.

"I didn't expect this to allow you to break through. As expected, I'm very talented. I spent my divine power to create a clone and wait for you for hundreds of years." The god who was originally just a stone statue suddenly spoke, awakening the cold wind that was still immersed in the level 6 of Dou Qi. The cold wind flashed and disappeared from the spot, appearing not far from the god, with two daggers protecting their chests, with a full face full of alert.

"No, the reaction is also very fast, but the strength is a little weak. But it doesn't matter, as long as the blood in your body awakens, it's easy to say." The god said in a slightly teasing tone. Han Feng was not, he just stared at the god, lightning, Xiao Hui and Kuaisi, but crawled on the ground in fear and kept trembling.

"Let me see that with your ability, you can awaken the pure blood in your body to the level." The god said to himself, and with a wave of his hand, the scene of the entire temple changed.

Han Feng was in a sea of ​​blood, but the blood that had penetrated his ankles not only did not make Han Feng feel nauseous, but instead made Han Feng feel that the blood had a bit of intimacy.

"Hell Blood Sea, the first threshold that every fallen person has to go through to enter hell, and it is also the simplest threshold. But for you, it has a more profound meaning, and you should have felt it a little." The god was suspended in the air, facing the cold wind, looking at the endless sea of ​​blood, no longer.

Hanfeng couldn't see through the gods' intentions, but he simply realized that the gods had no malice, so Hanfeng asked which gods you are, and there was a purpose to bring me here?"

"I will tell you when you pass the test of the sea of ​​blood. I will wait for you at the other end of the sea of ​​blood. If you don't come, these four little guys will die." Lightning suddenly appeared behind the gods, Xiao Hui, Kuais and Amumu. The expressions on the faces of the few people were dull, as if they were trapped in some kind of illusion.

Han Feng's face immediately became cold. "Are you threatening me?"
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