The headquarters of the Blood Scimitar.
In a stone castle, wine and meat were fragrant, and the core executives of the Blood Scimitar gathered together to celebrate Lao Daofeng and others' harvest in the ruins.
I don’t know what Osiris did, but the ruins have disappeared without a trace. Lao Daofeng, the six masters of the Life Pool Realm, Doria and others also have vague memories of what happened after entering the ruins.
They couldn't tell what they encountered inside, but everyone gained a lot.
Wu Tie gained the least.
He even calmly asked Lao Daofeng and others to check his bracelet. His bracelet only contained some gold ingots, jewelry, and herbs, that is, these things, and nothing else.
So what he gained on the outside was a set of black armor and a pair of black boots.
This harvest was so shabby that Lao Daofeng and the others immediately lost interest in investigating.
And Lao Daofeng and the others...
Everyone is adorned with jewels, and at least has a complete set of armor, as well as matching swords and other ancient weapons.
As for Lao Daofeng, who gained the most, he got a total of thirty-six sets of armors and weapons, several extremely powerful ancient treasures, and even a mausoleum guard summoning barracks.
It was the kind of jackal-headed warriors that Wu Tie and the others had encountered that could not be killed or defeated.
Lao Daofeng got a black pyramid the size of a palm. As long as he kept filling it with various rare materials and various yuan crystals that contained huge amounts of energy, he could constantly summon those kind of jackal-headed warriors.
As soon as he returned to the Blood Scimitar's station, Lao Daofeng stuffed almost all the rare materials and Yuanjing in the Blood Scimitar's treasure house, and immediately summoned three thousand jackal heads three meters tall and covered in pitch black. warrior.
These jackal-headed warriors are strong and powerful. As long as this small pyramid is not destroyed, they will hardly be damaged.
Although their combat power is only at the level of the first and second layers of the Chonglou Realm, their indestructible nature has made them extremely difficult to deal with.
What's even more frightening is that they can form a battle formation and summon black air and quicksand to entangle the enemy, slowing down the enemy's movement, and even gradually being drained of mana and blood essence, and eventually turning into a shriveled mummy.
Three thousand jackal-headed warriors formed a battle formation, and even masters who had just entered the Life Pond Realm had difficulty resisting, let alone ordinary monks in the Chonglou Realm or Senxuan Realm.
Lao Daofeng and the others raised their wine glasses, laughing loudly and drinking heavily until their faces turned red.
Wu Tie knew in his heart that Osiris had told him that Lao Daofeng and the others would only get those external possessions. Osiris even gave them some inheritance seeds as rewards on the Path of the Dead.
The so-called seeds of inheritance are the cultivation techniques and magical powers and secret techniques.
The inheritance given by Osiris is infinitely superior to the techniques Lao Daofeng and the others are practicing now.
But look at Lao Daofeng, and then look at the six Chonglou Realm monks around him, and the pretty boy Doria. They all just wildly brag about the armors, magic weapons, and various treasures they got on the Path of the Dead. , no one mentioned the inheritance they received.
This is it, people!
Especially, look at the performance of Lao Daofeng and the six masters of Life Pond Realm who are brothers. Each one of them showed a passionate friendship that can help each other... Wu Tie sat aside and laughed loudly, drinking heavily. .
The quality of the wine was not that good. It was brewed by the slaves raised by Blood Scimitar.
The Blood Scimitars are good at robbing families and homes, but they don't have this talent at all when it comes to organizing production or anything like that.
Therefore, the drink can barely go down the throat. The drink is bitter, sour and spicy, and has a very bad taste. However, the alcohol content is quite high, which is very suitable for these rough guys to satisfy their cravings.
Suddenly, the harvest tree that had merged with Wu Tie moved.
An idea flashed in Wu Tie's heart. He put a finger into the wine jar he was holding. A faint green light shone on his fingertips, and the fruit made of emeralds on the Harvest Tree shone brightly. For a moment.
A strange energy flowed into the wine jar along Wu Tie's fingers.
A faint fragrance floated out from the wine jar, and Wu Tie hurriedly closed the air around his body to prevent the fragrance from drifting far away.
He raised the wine jar and took a sip of the wine. He felt that it was fragrant and smooth. The bad wine in the wine jar turned into top-notch aged wine... This harvest tree actually made it so with just a snap of his fingers. A bad, bad wine turned into something as good as a hundred-year-old wine!
Harvest tree!
Wu Tie nodded as if he had realized something. He grabbed the wine jar and drank the wine in one gulp, then smashed the empty jar that exuded a faint fragrance to the ground.
He grabbed another jar of bad wine.
This time, he did not use the power of the Harvest Tree to turn bad wine into good wine. Instead, he laughed and poured the bad wine in the jar all over himself. The bad wine, which exuded a pungent alcohol smell, spilled on the ground. The fragrant fragrance on the fragments of the empty wine jar completely covered it up.
Laughing, he poured a jar of wine on himself and smashed the jar to the ground. Wu Tie stood up and shouted loudly: "Big Chief, we got so many treasures this time, and there are still those who can't be beaten to death." The unshakable kobolds help us fight... We might as well just destroy the golden undead!"
The senior members of the Blood Scimitar who were making loud noises and drinking and having fun suddenly fell silent.
Lao Daofeng has already distributed the armors and ancient soldiers he obtained from the ruins. Dozens of Blood Scimitar executives are wearing glittering, jewel-like armors, with strange-looking magic weapons hanging from their waists. The gods are like chicken blood.
The same thoughts as Wu Tie were rolling in their hearts.
Wu Tie clearly stated what they were thinking, and many people stood up one after another, staring directly at Lao Daofeng.
Lao Daofeng wiped his thin cheeks and said seriously: "Those are tomb guards, jackal warriors, jackals, not kobolds... Well, although they look similar."
The small black pyramid was suspended next to Lao Daofeng. Lao Daofeng turned around with a smile on his face and looked at Doria who was sitting next to him.
"Doria... Do you think it is still necessary for me to join forces with the Three Ghosts of Gold, Silver and Bronze?" Lao Daofeng flicked his fingers, and more than a dozen black air spurted out from the small pyramid, rolling on the ground and turning into ten Several jackal warriors.
The eyes of these jackal warriors flashed with dark green light, holding strangely shaped spears, and stared at Doria with a stern look.
Doria's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly.
He gritted his teeth, feeling confused.
To be honest, he spent a lot of money to make a prophecy about the Blood Scimitar, and then confidently came to convince Lao Daofeng in person.
But he never dreamed that the ancient ruins under the Blood Scimitar station would be so... miraculous.
He couldn't remember exactly what happened in the ruins.
But the armor on his body and the ancient treasures and weapons he obtained are real.
In particular, in his mind, there is an additional training method called the Dark Scripture.
This dark scripture is strange, evil, and extremely dark. After a little practice in the ruins, he knew that it was a terrifyingly powerful training method, much more powerful than the one he was currently majoring in.
He has such a good fortune, so Lao Daofeng will gain more than him.
Even if you think about it with the simplest ideas.
He only got three sets of armor, while Lao Daofeng brought thirty-six sets of armor, a large number of magical weapons, and even a barracks that summoned tomb guards... Then Lao Daofeng must have obtained similar training techniques. , it will only be stronger than the Dark Scripture, not weaker.
Wu Tie stood aside and laughed: "Hahaha, this pretty boy, he probably didn't expect that we could get such great benefits from that ruins, right?"
After laughing loudly, Wu Tie suddenly stamped his foot.
A deep roar came from behind him, and in the churning black air, a huge bull's head quietly emerged in the black air. The bull's head's huge eyes were shining with blood, staring at Doria like a living creature.
Wu Tie laughed loudly and said: "Master Gun, in that ruins, in addition to a pair of armor and a pair of boots, Master Gun, I also got a..."
Lao Daofeng coughed heavily, raised his eyelids, and glanced sideways at Wu Tie.
Wu Tie cooperated and closed his mouth. The bull's head with a diameter of several feet behind him stared at Doria. The bloody light emitted from the two huge eyes made the air around Doria solidify and become As hard as steel.
The six Life Pond Realm masters who entered the ruins together and came out with the treasures looked at each other quickly.
Their faces remained motionless, but their eyes flickered. As old friends who had known each other for many years, they suddenly knew that apart from the armor, everyone had gotten good things inside...
Everyone also made up their mind that the skills they got from the ruins must be their own unique skills.
No one can get any information from themselves, and no one can get any benefit from them.
Tsk... This stupid dragon man, why did he tell this matter
The six people exchanged glances quickly.
When they looked at the other Blood Scimitar executives in the hall, there was a bit of contempt and disdain in their eyes.
It is destined that after they obtain the inheritance in the ruins, their strength will increase by leaps and bounds. These old brothers who have not entered the ruins...such as Niu Man, Tang Qi and others are no longer qualified to be on an equal footing with themselves.
From now on, there will only be a few of them as the real core executives of Blood Scimitar, right
Of course, there is no rush to make this matter clear for the time being. Let's wait until everyone becomes stronger and the Blood Scimitar dominates the Black Snake Territory before we can make it clear.
The great achievement of unifying the Black Snake Territory...
Guys like Tang Qi and Niu Man should just be the thugs charging into the trap. The final fruit of victory has nothing to do with them.
Lao Daofeng's eyes flickered, and he saw everything.
He even more keenly noticed that the six old brothers who had entered the ruins and those who stayed outside seemed to be clearly divided into two camps.
He suddenly felt relieved...
That's good...
Wu Tie was exposed. He got a powerful secret technique from the ruins. The bull's head was full of evil energy. It could also trap the air around people and turn the void into shackles. This magical power was very powerful, but it was nothing more than that.
The other six... God knows what they got
If the inheritance they received is stronger than that of Lao Daofeng... then if Lao Daofeng wants to secure his throne as the leader of the Blood Scimitar, he may have to rely on these old brothers who have not entered the ruins.
Lao Daofeng sighed in his heart.
He looked at Wu Tie and glanced at the six old brothers from the corner of his eye. He couldn't help cursing in his heart... If these people all died in the ruins and he was the only one to come out alive, how wonderful would it be
Of course, there is no rush to think about this now.
Lao Daofeng smiled and looked at Doria, who was stiff and unable to move. He stood up, walked slowly to Doria, looked down at Doria who was sitting on the chair with a smile: "Doria, do you think we can still Is it necessary to join forces with the Golden Undead?"
Wu Tie chuckled, and the bull-headed shadow behind him gradually disappeared.
This bull-headed phantom was not the skill inheritance given to him by Osiris, but the soul-shattering gaze that he realized when he merged with the Harvest Tree. The appearance of this technique is somewhat similar to that of Osiris's lineage, so he used it deliberately.
The white light in Doria's eyes flashed, and he thought of many things in an instant.
He sighed softly, shook his head and sighed: "In order to win the trust of the three leaders of the Golden Undead, I also spent a lot of energy and guided them into an ancient ruins. They also gained a lot inside. "
With a wry smile, Doria said softly: "But I really didn't expect... In my prophecy, the revenue from this underground ruins of the Blood Scimitar should be the same as that of the Golden Undead..."
"What went wrong... made my prophecy become..." Doria sighed: "Destiny is indeed not something that small beings like us can easily touch..."
Wu Tie touched the spider-shaped pendant hanging on his chest.
Lao Tie's crystal brain lay quietly inside.
He looked again at the white tiger cleft beside his seat.
If there are variables, if destiny really exists, then the underground ruins of the Blood Scimitar have changed under the influence of Wu Tie, right
Osiris told Wu Tie that his sleeping tomb was a living creature drifting randomly.
It is very possible that when Doria made the prophecy, the ancient ruins under the Blood Scimitar were just ordinary ancient ruins.
But Wu Tie came, and the moment Doria entered the station of the Blood Scimitar, the sleeping tomb of Osiris drifted here, replacing, or swallowing, the original ruins
Who knows
This is fate! An unpredictable fate, a fate that gave Doria a headache.
Doria took a deep breath, then he stood up and looked at Lao Daofeng seriously: "I think you are the lucky one who is truly favored by fate. Why should I still be a loser who is destined to perish? Where’s the energy wasted on you?”
Doria bowed deeply to Lao Daofeng: "I am willing to use all my energy to assist you in becoming the supreme master of the Black Snake Territory."
Wu Tie laughed loudly: "Kill all the bastards of the golden undead!"
Many Blood Scimitar executives laughed at the same time. They raised their wine glasses and smiled brightly.
But their eyes flickered, and no one knew what they were thinking.