At the beginning, you will get the will of heaven and reshape the heavens

Regardless of the white-clothed swordsman Yu Wenzhao's various thoughts when he saw this strange crystal shattered, Su Ming was really going to be pissed off.

TM's will to break the sky is a little too black-hearted!

This black guy is really a dead profiteer.

Originally, a middle-level rule shard can be exchanged for at least twenty points of the source of heaven.

Due to Black Heart's Heavenly Dao will forcibly reducing the price of the previous medium-hegemony rule fragment, he only got fifteen points of Heavenly Dao Origin.

But now, it is even more ruthless.

Not even fifteen points of the source of the heavenly way, but only thirteen points of the source of the heavenly way!
Forbearance, this bad breath, he endured it!

"Xiao Su, follow me closely, I'll show you what a sword is!"

Yu Wenzhao spoke softly, turned around and walked towards the depths of the Wucheng ruins.

Su Ming quickly followed.

Bursts of tingling pain came from the palm of his right hand. It was the black tentacles transformed by the medium-extended rule fragment just now, which injured his palm.

Simply put, the injury wasn't serious, it was just a scratch on the skin.

It doesn't matter, the most important thing is that Su Ming is looking forward to Yu Wenzhao, a swordsman in white, showing him the sword!
Looking at the sword is bound to kill the enemy.

Where are the enemies here?

It's nothing more than these weird people!
Killing those weirdos is equivalent to getting the rule fragments for nothing.

Perfect, really perfect.

Su Ming really narrowed the corners of his eyes.

This wave is a lucrative business.

When he went back a distance of several thousand meters, Su Ming couldn't help but feel the turbulent surge of Qi and blood from the dazzling gemstones around him.

If one can cultivate here, needless to say, the speed of cultivation must be several times stronger than that of a normal position.

However, Yu Wenzhao, the swordsman in white, continued to move forward.

The strange thing is that there is no extra weirdness emerging from the surrounding area.

Here is like a dead city, ruins, not even a trace of living things can be seen.

There are still many weeds in the crevices of the collapsed buildings in the surrounding area.

These weeds mutated under the brilliance of the heteromorphous gemstones.

become a little different than the weeds outside.

The weeds here are fuller, and there are small gold particles attached to each tendon.

The stretched green tender leaves are dotted with traces of red, which is extremely beautiful.

In addition to these weeds, there are also low bushes.

There are brown fruits hanging in the bushes.

And these fruits look like dead fruits, shrunken and small.

Faintly, there was still a foul musty smell.

The breeze blew through, and the weeds and bushes trembled eeriely.

Except for the two of them, there is really no life here.

Su Ming swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his heart beat a little.

"There is still half the distance, and we should be able to encounter strangeness."

Yu Wenzhao, a white-clothed swordsman walking ahead, spoke softly.

The deeper one goes, the radiance of the sun hanging high in the sky seems to become dimmer.

The weeds and low bushes growing in the gaps between the collapsed buildings became more and more lush.

They seem to be able to survive in this gloomy environment as if they don't need the nourishment of sunlight at all.

When the two of them continued to move forward and walked a distance of nearly several thousand meters, Yu Wenzhao stopped suddenly.

Su Ming, who followed closely behind, also hurriedly stopped.

Su Ming looked around again and again, the surrounding air flow was normal, he didn't notice anything unusual!

"Strange, it appeared!"

Yu Wenzhao murmured softly to Su Ming.

Surprised by this, Su Ming trembled all over, and looked around carefully again.

Well, each of the shining heteromorphic gemstones is the size of a pigeon egg, and every wall here is inlaid with a heteromorphic gemstone at a distance of one or two meters.

Fuck, how rich is this place to be so extravagant and wasteful!
Compared with the periphery, here is a sky and a ground.

A foreign crystal gem the size of a pigeon egg, compared to a foreign crystal that is only the size of a little fingernail, how much value must it exceed!

No, no, now is not the time to look at these things.

Su Ming pressed against Yu Wenzhao's back again and again.

He could even feel the warmth from Yu Wenzhao's skin through his clothes.

Hiss, that's disgusting.

"Just stay behind me, don't move around, weird, more than one end!"

Yu Wenzhao's eyes gradually became sharper, his sword intent began to gradually float, and a long sword hidden in a black scabbard at his waist began to tremble faintly.

In order not to be attacked by the weirdness, Su Ming moved forward again.

But he looked around with his eyes, as if he didn't feel anything strange except that the light was dimmer than before?
Even the fluctuations in the air flowing around are normal.

But it was such an ordinary environment, but for some reason, it brought Su Ming an extreme sense of depression.

It was an illusion of not being able to breathe.

Even the gemstones, the size of pigeon eggs, inlaid on the collapsed giant buildings, seemed unable to cure his symptoms.

"Xiao Su, you know what?

The weirdness is actually graded. "

White-clothed swordsman Yu Wenzhao closed his eyes lightly, distracting Su Ming's attention while speaking.

The distraction immediately made his dyspnea a lot better.

Weird grading?
Could it be that it determines the completeness of the rule fragments that you have obtained?
Su Ming knew that the rule fragments he obtained were divided into seven grades.

Inferior, Elementary, Medium, High, Excellent, Perfect, Complete.

Is there also seven levels of weirdness?
Su Ming faintly guessed in his heart, but he didn't answer.

Yu Wenzhao grinned, and lightly pressed the handle of the black scabbard with his right hand.

It was black, and everything around it seemed to turn black.

All the sights and buildings seem to have disappeared, leaving only empty black.

Looking at the deep black, Su Ming couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Xiao Su, look, can you see anything in this blackness?"

White-clothed swordsman Yu Wenzhao, standing in front of Su Ming like a straight dawn, asked softly.

Carefully widening his eyes, there seemed to be three different strange figures appearing in the pitch black.

Of course, the other red scabbard on Yuwenzhao's waist is more conspicuous in the black.

A touch of red in the darkness should be described like this.

"I saw three figures, and Mr. Yuwen, the more conspicuous red scabbard on your waist."

Su Ming swallowed a mouthful of saliva, hesitated for a second and answered.

Yu Wenzhao was shocked.

Sure enough, Xiao Su is an unrivaled enchanting genius in the world.

"Xiao Su, it's these three weird heads who are about to attack us."

White-clothed swordsman Yu Wenzhao spoke in a flat tone.

These three have strange figures, one looks like a sphinx, one looks like a one-eyed long-armed gorilla, and the other looks like a giant shark in the abyss.

"Xiao Su, do you still remember the previous question?

Let me answer now, the weirdness is divided into seven levels of threat. "

While speaking, Yu Wenzhao began to slowly pull out the long sword from the black scabbard.

It was a brisk unsheathing sound.

"Zhan Ye!"

Yu Wenzhao murmured softly.