The Daily Life of the Immortal King

"Why did this person hang up?" Looking at Xiao Yuncheng who had disappeared, Chen Chao, who had been observing secretly, showed a surprised look.

He felt that Xiao Yuncheng's death was a bit inexplicable, and he didn't really see how he was recruited.

Is this overcast?

Shouldn't be possible...

Chen Chao used the eighth-level futon to perceive it, and there were only a few of them near the ruins. If someone uses a long-range magic weapon to attack nearby, it will definitely not escape the perception range of the eighth-level futon.

And... he just seemed to see God's Punishment training.

On that day, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and silver snakes flickered. It wasn't until the blue smoke appeared on Xiao Yuncheng's back that the clouds cleared and the fog dispersed. This process came very suddenly and disappeared very quickly, lasting about thirty seconds before and after.

Chen Chao was sure that he had no dazzling eyes.

"Second brother, do you know what's going on?"

Chen Chao turned his head to stare at Wang Ming, and Wang Ming turned his head slightly and looked at Wang Ling beside his eyes from the corner of his eye.

I saw that the initiator seemed to be nothing, and his eyes were staring at the bag of crispy noodles on the ground not far away, as if his soul had been sucked away!

"..."

Wang Ming knew that if he didn't explain it, Chen Chao would be suspicious.

After turning his head and looking around to confirm that there was no one around, Wang Ming stretched out his fist: "Have you seen this fist as big as a sandbag? Just now, what you saw is the end of my "Gubo Heart Sutra" A "No Show Wave"..."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Chao felt that his brain had been short-circuited.

After tens of seconds of silence, Chen Chao suddenly turned his head to look at Wang Ming, and his eyes lit up.

It was a look full of respect and admiration. Wang Ming was stared at him so directly, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Second brother, you are too strong!" Chen Chao's eyes flashed with gold stars.

In fact, Wang Ming still felt some pity in his heart. He actually hoped that Wang Ling would give him the same look as Chen Chao at some point.

Sadly, it doesn't exist...

...

...

After confirming that there was no one nearby, the three gathered around and began to search for the storage bag left by Xiao Yuncheng.

Wang Ling silently put the bag of crispy noodles on the ground into the storage bag...

Before Chen Chao saw Xiao Yuncheng picking up something from the airdrop box with a look of surprise, after repeated confirmation, Chen Chao grabbed a one-time magic weapon from the storage bag, it was a red, green and yellow three. The color is the main color, and the phoenix cup is glazed and glazed.

"It's actually the Phoenix Cup." Even if he didn't need an electronic illustrated book, Chen Chao knew the origin of this magic weapon.

In junior high school, almost everyone had a history of going to the Songhai City Museum, and this phoenix cup is an ancient magic weapon recorded in the history of the museum. According to rumors, it was the unique method of the Fire Emperor, one of the three emperors in ancient times. device. At present, only a small fragment of the Phoenix Cup has been included in the museum, and the whereabouts of the remaining fragments have long been unknown.

Wang Ling stared at the Phoenix Cup, also lost in thought.

He had seen it in ancient books, and knew that the Phoenix Cup had a great origin. After all, it came from the ancient times, and it was the same period as the Han Laomo and Wang Laomo at that time.

At that time, the Three Sovereign Artifacts and the Palm-Heaven Bottle in the hands of Old Demon Han were the great magic weapons that were in the same column, and even had the title of sub-divine artifact at that time.

However, the phoenix cup in the airdrop box is obviously made by General Yi for the purpose of popularizing historical knowledge for the students in addition to the military training exercise of the sixth school. Like this time, there are many one-time magic weapons specially designed for the escape competition by General Yi referring to the famous magic weapons that have appeared in history.

Chen Chao used the electronic picture book to check carefully, and the results were astonishing: "The lethality of this Phoenix Cup has reached level 8! Even the damage range is level 8! This is a big killer!"

"Is it full level?" Wang Ming also stared at the Phoenix Cup and raised his eyebrows: "Actually, this design is also reasonable. After all, the Phoenix Cup was extremely powerful in ancient times. This is a sub-artifact that can summon the Fire Phoenix. In the past, ancient books There is a history of the Fire Emperor throwing the cup and throwing the weapon to destroy the demon city."

Having said this, Wang Ming couldn't help but snorted: "No wonder Xiao Yuncheng showed such an expression just now, this thing is too lethal, if it were thrown into the center of the city, it would be equivalent to summoning a God's penalty circle. , anyone exposed to the sun must be eliminated."

At this time, Chen Chao's electronic picture book shook, and a warm reminder appeared on it, and the reminder was sent by Immortal Toya remotely.

Chen Chao glanced at the content of the message: "Senior Dong said that the poisonous fog began to shrink in ten minutes. Shall we withdraw first? Those who were ambushed in the desert before should have also run towards the center of the city."

"Don't be busy, there's still time."

Because he was the one who personally participated in the map making of the escape competition, Wang Ming knew the environment of the map very well: "In the ancient temple in front of the ruins, there is actually a small magic circle."

"What array?" Chen Chao asked.

"Have you heard of the ancient method of bartering?" Wang Ming introduced: "The history of the array is based on this ancient method of bartering. In the ancient times, there were often such barter arrangements arranged by ancient masters. In the ancient magic circle, after you put the treasured things into it, you can get the equivalent material exchange. To put it bluntly, this is a kind of getting what you need. However, this kind of bartering ancient magic circle is actually quite pitiful, sometimes you want to get It's not necessarily what you want."

As the three of them spoke, they walked towards the somewhat dilapidated ancient temple ahead.

Sure enough, as Wang Ming said, Wang Ling saw that in the center of this semi-open-air ancient temple, there was a small circle. Unpredictable ancient texts are engraved on the edge of the magic circle.

Chen Chao looked at him in amazement: "Second brother, is this the ancient array of barter in ancient times?"

"That's right." Wang Ming nodded: "There are very few people who know how to arrange this kind of formation. It was arranged by General Yi himself."

"But why does this kind of thing appear in the escape competition?" Chen Chao asked.

"On the one hand, it is for the popularization of history, and on the other hand, it should also be General Yi's own bad taste. You can understand this magic circle as an easter egg." Wang Ming replied.

Wang Ling: "..."

Chen Chao: "Then what should we do?"

Wang Ming: "Just throw the seemingly useless things in the storage bag into them."

"Oh." Chen Chao threw the extra four-level futon directly from the storage bag.

I saw that the futon turned into a burst of powder when it approached the light of the magic circle, and then gradually melted into the magic circle.

So...is that all right?

Several people held their breath and quietly watched the changes in the array.

But after a while, Wang Ling saw a ray of light appear, that was the spirit of the ancient array of bartering things.

I saw a flash of inspiration in Zhenling's hand, and suddenly there were three more things between his hands, his eyes looked at Chen Chao without wave, and asked in a very low and magnetic voice: "Excuse me, do you Lost...is this gold futon, silver futon, or... this jade futon?"

Wang Ling, Chen Chao, and Wang Ming: "..."