"Use it up to ten times, and this treasure can no longer be used." Meng Hao saw the rust, which seemed to be corroded, and wherever he went, the bronze became scrap iron.
"This feeling seems to be improper use and damage to its nature... Hmm?" Meng Hao originally murmured, but when he said this, his heart suddenly moved.
"Improper use?" His eyes flashed, and the doubts in his heart grew bigger and bigger. He clearly remembered the scene he saw in Izumo Pavilion with a fairy showing the way.
After thinking about it, Meng Hao patted the bronze chariot with his right hand, and the fierce beasts around the chariot immediately disappeared. The chariot shrank rapidly, and finally turned into a palm-sized piece and fell into Meng Hao's hands.
Meng Hao stood in the air, and after careful observation for a moment, before the Lord saw him, he gradually discovered some clues.
"Some of the rune marks carved on this, although there are vicissitudes of life, but they give me the feeling that they are not one with this chariot..."
"There is also the iron chain carved on it. It is not perfect with the original wall. There is always a feeling of adding." Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and he closed his right eye suddenly, and his left eye blinked nine times in a row. The immortal pointed the way and suddenly exuded a hint of immortality, and when it blended into his eyes, the bronze chariot in front of Meng Hao's eyes suddenly changed drastically.
This is no longer a chariot, but a group of fierce beasts entwined together, and if these fierce beasts are entwined with each other, if you look at it from a distance, you will see a black wing!
Although this wing was vague, Meng Hao recognized it at a glance. It was the wing of a butterfly!
Meng Hao's mind was shaken, and he took a deep breath, increasing the movement of the fairy's guiding aura in his body, making the fairy a little more, concentrating... looking at the butterfly's wings.
The moment he saw it, Meng Hao's mind suddenly roared, and the world he saw was immediately fragmented, as if the mirrors were shattered, but in this shattering, there were countless pictures in those mirrors, and these pictures flickered and passed by. Hao couldn't see everything.
But there is a picture, he saw it, and keep it in mind!
It was a world. In the sky, clouds were rolling, and lightning was roaring. A figure dressed in black was standing on the chariot, looking at the earth with cold eyes.
It seems that he is the sky, and he is the will of the sky.
There is a whirlpool on the center of his eyebrows, which seems to be spinning all the time, and there is a string of beads on his right hand, all blank, as if waiting for something to be sealed.
And the chariot where this figure is located is very similar to the one obtained by Meng Hao, except that there is no rune on it.
And below, is the endless ocean. In the center of the ocean, there is a tree, a towering tree, and a little boy sitting on the tree, looking at the whole world with a smile.
Around, there are nine butterflies flying, and in the distance, there are countless lives practicing.
It’s quiet and peaceful...
With a thud in Meng Hao's mind, all the images in front of him disappeared in an instant, his breathing was short, his eyes showed strange light, and he glanced at the chariot in his hand.
"That scene..." Meng Hao's eyes flashed quickly. After a few breaths, he directly lifted his left hand and pressed it on the bronze chariot, slowly trying to erase the runes on the chariot.
There are ninety-nine runes on this battlefield.
Meng Hao’s right hand radiated a soft light, but with fierceness inside, he slowly pressed it on the battlefield. After a while, he erased a rune. Meng Hao’s complexion became slightly paler. The rune was erased, and it didn’t seem to be. Difficult, but actually Meng Hao consumes a lot of cultivation base.
When the first rune was erased, the bronze chariot shook suddenly, as if a faint roar came from it, like a giant who had been sleeping for countless years, at this moment, revealed a trace of awakening. Sign of.
This voice reached Meng Hao's ears, and Meng Hao immediately lifted his spirits.
"These runes and iron chains are indeed added afterwards. If it is not a seal, they just don't know the correct usage of this battlefield and try to manipulate them.
This improper use is the cause of the damage to this tank! "Meng Hao took a deep breath, and was about to erase the second rune, but immediately after that, he paused with his hand, and there was a hint of suspiciousness in his expression.
"Why can I see that scene? If other people can see it, they must know the difference." Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and he looked down at his body after a moment.
"The fairy is showing the way... Ugly Mentai!" After a long while, Meng Hao spoke slowly and murmured.
The reason why he could see the picture inside this chariot and know the correct usage of this battlefield came from the immortal energy emanating from the road of immortals.
"Could it be that this is the treasure of the immortal?" Meng Hao pondered, with his left hand on the Qingtong battlefield, once again, slowly erasing the second rune.
This bronze chariot has a stronger light and a clearer roar inside.
Then the third and fourth, but when Meng Hao erased the tenth rune, the bronze chariot, with a buzzing sound, actually swelled directly in Meng Hao's hands, and it turned into a size of ten feet in a blink of an eye.
The light was shining, and the coercion was amazing. Even Meng Hao felt the strong deterrence at this moment. It seemed that he could not get close to the battlefield, and was forced to retreat.
His eyes were gleaming. At this moment, he wiped out ten runes in succession, his cultivation was exhausted, and he recovered after closing his eyes for a while, but his brows were frowned.
"The more backward, the harder the rune will be shaken." He shook his body and was about to go straight to the chariot, but as soon as he approached, a yellow halo suddenly appeared on the chariot.
As soon as the halo dissipated, Meng Hao suddenly felt a crisis in his mind, and his body retreated in an instant. When he exited the halo, the path of the immortal in his body instantly released immortal energy, and when he barely wandered in his body, Meng Hao rushed out again.
This time, the yellow halo did not appear. Meng Hao was so fast that he stood on the chariot in the blink of an eye. There was not much immortal energy in his body, and it could not last forever. Now he disappeared.
Stroking the handle of the chariot, Meng Hao was thoughtful. After a short break, he ran his repair base and sent it into the chariot, but like a stone sinking into the sea, the chariot did not react at all.
Meng Hao stopped his cultivation without any hesitation. When the aura of the fairy in his body radiated again, it turned into a trace, following the moment his right hand touched the chariot, the whole world suddenly roared.
A huge vortex appeared in the sky, roaring and spinning, countless lightning and thunder, and the emptiness around the sky suddenly violent, like the whole world, at this moment, it is about to be broken.
A feeling that seemed to be fused with this battlefield, regardless of each other, instantly surfaced in Meng Hao's mind. In his mind, the black figure with swirling eyebrows appeared again.
At the same time, the chariot buzzed, and in the front, there were countless phantoms of beasts, which were tied by chains, roared silently, ran forward, and drove the chariot to transform into the sky. A meteor was made, and it disappeared instantly at an indescribable speed.
This speed is so fast that when moving forward, there was a earth-shattering roar, spreading a layer of yellow ripples, sweeping half of the sky, making the night, at this moment, full of yellow light.
At this moment, in the sea city, in the high tower, the black robe man Yang Soul Sage stood up abruptly, his expression revealing a touch of shock, he appeared directly in the air while he was walking, and he looked into the distance, his expression changed several times continuously.
"What kind of magic weapon is that!!" He took a deep breath. In the previous moment, with his cultivation level, he felt a sense of horror. This kind of feeling is not unheard of, but it is facing the inheritance of the ancestors of the sect. It will only appear when Zongbao is down.
"Is that one, the treasure of inheritance?" Yang Soul Saint was silent.
Meng Hao's heart was even more shocked at this moment. He just sent out a breath of fairy guidance. In the blink of an eye, Haicheng was gone. Although he was still in the sea, Meng Hao couldn't tell whether it was still the third ring.
But this sea area is a bit weird. The sea is black and the surroundings are silent. There is not even a ripple on the sea surface, let alone waves.
"This... what speed is this!" Meng Hao took a deep breath and looked down at the chariot under him, gradually revealing a strange light in his eyes.
"This is the treasure!"
"Unfortunately, if you want to use this treasure, only Xianli can do it. My cultivation... This treasure does not recognize it." Meng Hao sighed. This thread can be used to expand the fairy pupil, but it is really a drop in the bucket when used to fight.
"Xianqi... This thing is the treasure of the fairy, only the fairy energy can work..." When Meng Hao was pondering, his heart suddenly moved, and a strange idea came to his mind.
"Is the breath that the immortal guides the way really immortal energy? Will it... the breath is not immortal energy at all, but something else..." This thought flashed in Meng Hao's mind, before he could continue thinking. Suddenly, he jerked his head down and looked at the sea below.
Suddenly, there were layers of ripples in the sea that was originally unreliable. A crocodile with a body of hundreds of meters in size suddenly... came quickly from a distance.
The crocodile would not have appeared on the sea, but it happened here. It appeared, all black, with cold eyes, and on its back, it was covered with countless hideous bumps.
And between the bumps, there was a man in torn clothes sitting cross-legged, with the same indifference, looking up... at Meng Hao.
The moment he looked at Meng Hao, the man's eyes instantly revealed bloodthirsty and murder.
"Monk?" He said hoarsely, his voice was awful. When speaking, he could see black teeth in his open mouth. His whole body gave Meng Hao the feeling of hostility.
A breath of slashing spirits, at this moment, burst out from him, and the crocodile under him also raised his head and let out a roar.
With the roar, as the spirit of Zan dispersed, the sea immediately became chaotic, and there were countless styles, and bursts of fishy smells filled the surrounding area.
"This is the Demon Sea. Once you are here, don't leave." The man suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed it forward. The emptiness around him immediately seemed to solidify, and a huge pressure suddenly came.
"Mohai?" Meng Hao was startled.