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Chapter 70: The Decisive Battle of the Guardian (14)

"Well, we won't disturb Mr. Xiao anymore. Let Mr. Xiao adjust his breathing first, Xiao Zhan and Ziying Guard." Le Shaolong said, "We will leave the matter of cleaning the battlefield."

"Ah? My favorite thing is to clean the battlefield, why don't you let me go? Maybe some treasure will appear this time." Xiao Zhan, who had tasted the sweetness, couldn't help but imagine it.

"You are the only one who likes to clean the battlefield? Let me tell you, each of us likes it more than you! Cut, do you think the treasure is a cabbage, pick it up everywhere?" Fengshang rolled his eyes to Xiao Zhan several times.

Everyone laughed loudly, and Xiao Zhan pursed his lips in frustration.

Now the dream-breaker is dead, and the hallucinations are gone. A huge fortress is revealed before everyone, as silent as iron, dead, without any vitality. The most surprising thing is that its color is pitch black, like ink, and is not the pure white that everyone saw at the beginning.

"Maybe this is its true appearance." Storm said to himself and took the lead in walking in.

"This is the first time I've experienced the horror of soul power. It's so perverted." Nan Erming looked at the contrast between the colors of the fortress in front of him, his face turned pale, and the scenes before him flashed in front of him from time to time.

"Seize the storm and don't have any accidents." Le Shaolong followed quickly. The fortress covers an area of ​​unimaginable, and it is inevitable that something unexpected will appear inside.

"Actually, I'm a little looking forward to it." After watching Le Shaolong and others enter, Ziying's eyes looked curious and looked at the direction of the fortress.

With Ziying's support, Xiao Zhan's eyes also became hot, he stretched his neck and looked at the fortress with his eyes widened.

Time passed by bit by bit, with the support of the pills, Xiao Yan had recovered, patted the dust on his clothes, and stood up.

In everyone's expectant eyes, Le Shaolong, Nan Erming and Fengshang walked out, looked at Xiao Yan's hands spreading, and sighed helplessly.

To be honest, who doesn’t want to gain anything more? But the facts are right in front of everyone, and everyone can only accept their fate.

"I said Storm, were we a little ruthless when we took action just now? Look at this dream-breaker, he didn't even leave a scum." Nan Erming regretted that he was a little ruthless when he took action just now.

"Fortunately, at least there are magic cores, and the six-star monster's magic core is quite good." Xiao Yan took out the only item he obtained from the Dream Brokener and comforted everyone.

"The six-star mid-stage monster is not as good as howling." Xiao Zhan complained, his eyes swept towards the place where the Dream Broken Man fell, where there was only a pool of blood mud. In addition, the Dream Broken Man's wooden stick was quietly inserted not far away.

"What kind of broken weapon is this? It's so broken, nothing looks like." Xiao Zhan walked over and pulled out the wooden stick. He really couldn't figure out how the Dream Brokener's weapon could be so worn.

"Time can corrode anything. After experiencing endless time here, even if there are good weapons, they will become unbearable." Xiao Yan said as he looked at the traces of wind and sand in the fortress.

"Wait, have you heard it? It seems... there is a sound." Storm's ears moved lightly, and he heard a strange sound that was faint, very low and vague. If he didn't pay attention, he would easily ignore it.

"Is it because the weapon is already full of spirits and is mourning the master?" Ziying also heard it, and she guessed.

"Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth. Since you have followed your master for endless years, I will send you a journey, let you sink into the ground forever and follow your master." The object was spiritual, and the storm felt a little touched in his heart. He waved his hand and a storm rolled the wooden stick into the air, intending to smash the weapons with the power of a whirlwind and buried them in the world.

"How can people bear this?"

Xiao Yan and others sighed and were filled with mixed feelings.

The metal blade at the end of the rod lost its luster and slowly broke into pieces while everyone was watching, falling into a whirlwind.

"Dingdang!"

The metal piece fell on the ground and collided with the huge rocks across it, making a crisp sound.

What surprised everyone was that the body of the wooden stick was only cracked deeply and did not break.

"Even the metal has shattered with the wind. What material is the stick? It has not been damaged much?" Nan Erming was puzzled.

"It's indeed very magical, I can't tell what material it is." Xiao Yan looked carefully at the wooden sticks floating left and right in the whirlwind, like a small boat that could be wiped out at any time in the stormy waves, but it still flashed strongly.

Fengshang was also secretly surprised. His handprint changed and his fighting spirit was released. Fengshang suddenly became violent.

The storm was violent, and the wooden stick was covered with cracks. Then there was a loud bang, turning into empty wood chips, fluttering and floating in the whirlpool.

"It's finally over, let's go." Xiao Yan smiled and raised his legs and was about to leave, but before he finished speaking, he was stunned.

As the dust was flying, an object was suspended in the air, and it was pitch black all over, shining with the texture and luster of metal.

"What is this?" Ziying screamed in surprise.

At the top of the black item, a black orb was suddenly seen. Blood light shot out as it turned, and the cold light shone, emitting a fierce and fierce aura.

"What?" Xiao Yan and others were shocked. They didn't expect that there was another mystery in the broken cane.

"The heaven treats us well!" Xiao Zhan shouted wildly.

Everyone hurriedly approached and looked closely. They saw a layer of blood and energy surrounding the object, like a blood-colored flame burning, and the evil energy rolled. When they were in a few meters in size, they felt restless.

"What a pity, I didn't get it when I saw this treasure." Nan Erming sighed, his eyes couldn't help but feel lost.

"This thing is extraordinary, but unfortunately it's too fierce. If you persist for too long, your mind will be affected and your personality will slowly be distorted." Fengshang said, his tone calmly, "We cannot ask for this thing, and it will harm the world if it is kept. It's better to destroy it."

Fate seems to like to joke. Xiao Yan and others almost hated this place in a bloody battle. Now they can only see the treasures they have from afar but cannot be owned. Everyone is very sorry.

"It's ruined." Xiao Yan sighed and spoke resolutely.

"This thing is because of my appearance, so let me end it." The storm is not an indecisive person. He immediately closed his hands and changed his handprints. The mysterious spell resounded throughout the sky. The rich wind elements continued to gather, the wind and clouds changed color, and yellow sand spread throughout the world.

This object is absolutely extraordinary, and ordinary wind cannot be destroyed. The storm summoned a tornado, and the sky was filled with miserable clouds, and powerful forces were gathering.

Suddenly, a blood light soared into the sky, and the black objects suspended in the air shone brightly. The tornado in the sky seemed to be pulled. With the black objects as the center, a huge vortex flowed backwards, like a black rainbow that crossed the sky and arrived in a blink of an eye.

The sky gradually darkened, and the last light at the communication between heaven and earth also disappeared. In Xiao Yan and others' surprise eyes, only black objects shone, which were particularly eye-catching in the dim sky.

"This item seems to be absorbing the energy of the storm!" Everyone was stunned, unable to believe all this. The scene was completely shocking and shocking.
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