Doomsday Rise

After Liu Wei'an walked into the stalagmite array, he couldn't hold on any longer and sat down on the ground, sweating profusely. Chen Yuan ↗ Literature √ Net only felt that he had no strength to lift a finger.

The bow was a good one, top grade platinum, and the best weapon he had ever seen so far. But for a good weapon, you must have the strength to match it. He used all his strength to draw the bow for two points. Just these two points were enough to kill the gold-level master, which shows how powerful the platinum weapon is.

He fired his bow nine times before exhausting all his strength. If Zhang Yangjin had taken action at that time, he would have had no choice but to run for his life. Zhang Yangjin's departure gave him the opportunity to turn the situation around.

The prohibition in the valley is not actually to imprison weapons, but to sacrifice weapons, using formations to detonate the power of these weapons, causing damage to the target.

This formation is extremely mysterious. If Liu Wei'an had not experienced the stalagmite formation, he would definitely not see anything strange about it. The trip to the Stalagmite Formation opened another door for him in the way of talismans. The door of formations. With the help of a few simple combinations of runes on the talismans, he finally understood the true meaning of formations. If that was all, for He was still helpless with the sacrificial formation in the valley. The most important thing was his spiritual consciousness. The powerful spiritual consciousness made up for the innate deficiencies in the formation, allowing him to understand the entire formation in an instant, including the formation's legs, formation eyes, birth gates, The reason why Zhang Yangjin didn't dare to take action at the door of death was because he was proficient in formations. Every step Liu Wei'an made made him tremble with fear. He couldn't see through Liu Wei'an's depth, so he could only retreat.

After a long time, Liu Wei'an regained some strength and looked at the bow. The bow was 1.5 meters long. The two wings showed the posture of an eagle spreading its wings. In the middle was a dragon and tiger intertwined. It was powerful and domineering. The bow was made of wood, not metal. The knocking sound was like iron, and it was terrifyingly hard. The lines are clear, like plum blossoms blooming, and I don’t know what kind of sacred tree it is.

The bow string is slender. If you look closely, you can see that it is made up of thousands of hair-thin intertwined silks. The silk is tough, but it is not strong enough to carry the power of the bow. It should be the silk spun by some kind of rare silkworm.

"What a bow!" Liu Wei'an was overjoyed.

…

In another valley dozens of miles away from the stalagmite array, a group of people were helpless against a tree. This is a sacred tree stuck in the deep water. The tree is huge, but it has no leaves. It only has a kind of green fruit. The fruit is as big as an egg. There is nothing unusual about it. A group of crows are playing on the tree, pecking at the fruit from time to time.

These fruits are very strange. There is no core. After the crow pecks out the flesh, there is a branch inside. It looks like someone inserted a branch into the fruit, but this is obviously not the case. Judging from the freshness and growth of the fruit, , this is the way it is naturally.

"How come the person who took the bow is still here?" A majestic middle-aged man glanced at everyone, and everyone felt a terrible pressure coming on, and their necks shrank.

"grown ups,

After all, there is a conflict between the Zhang family and the Yang family, so it is possible that it will be delayed for a while. "The speaker was an old man with red eyebrows. His face was at least 80% similar to the black-faced old man Liu Wei'an killed. He should be a brother or something.

"Time waits for no one." The middle-aged man looked at the fewer and fewer fruits on the tree, his brows turned into knots, and he insisted that Qingshan would not relax. Pine cones can make people easily break through the shackles. He has been delayed in the golden realm for too long. , must break through, otherwise there will be no place for him in the master position.

However, whether it is Qingshan who insists on not letting go or the crow, he is not able to deal with it. Now this valley is surrounded by his Qian family. Once other families get the news, there will be trouble again. However, the most worrying thing is how to obtain the fruits. He hates the water and cannot cross it, and even with his peak gold level strength, he does not dare to cross the river.

It's a pity that his Qian family is full of talents, but they don't even have a sharp archer.

There were more than two hundred pine cones, but now there were less than twenty left. These damn crows obviously didn't eat the pine cones, but they wanted to peck at the meat. It was very annoying.

"No wait!" When there were thirteen pine cones left, the middle-aged man finally couldn't sit still anymore. He straightened his waist and a powerful aura rose up. The white clouds in the sky moved, not daring to block them.

"Sir, but-" Chimei said worriedly.

"No need to persuade me, I have made up my mind." The middle-aged man said solemnly. Chimei didn't dare to say anything.

"Archer, prepare, shoot!" the middle-aged man shouted coldly.

The archer, who had been prepared for a long time, shot the arrow in his hand. The ten arrows turned into ten bolts of lightning and shot into the sky. A strange thing happened. When he was about to hit the pine cone, the arrow suddenly slowed down and seemed to have lost its strength. , then one arrow fell, then the second, then the third, and in the blink of an eye, half of the arrows fell to the ground. This is a very puzzling thing. The height of the tree is less than thirty meters. Even people who don’t know how to shoot can shoot so high as long as they have enough strength. Ten archers can tell at a glance that they are masters of archery. It can't even shoot thirty meters, which is very unusual.

Ding ding!

Five arrows, two of which were shot in the air, passed between the branches of the trees and fell into the Henshui River. Two of them hit the pine cones, but what is shocking is that the arrows hit the pine cones, like iron stones, and even the skin was attached. None of them were shot and were deflected away. The last arrow was the strongest, but it hit the crow.

Gua!

The crow was frightened and screamed, the sound was loud and very uncomfortable. Everyone present, including the middle-aged people, could not help but frown.

Plop!

An archer fell without a word.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Red Eyebrow Lightning appeared next to the fallen archer, touched his neck with his hand, and immediately frowned. He carefully inspected his body, and the frown deepened, and turned around to greet him. The middle-aged man looked at him, hesitated and said, "Dead."

"How did you die?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Sir, there are no wounds on the body." Chimei said.

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, looked up at the crow for a few seconds, and said calmly: "Keep shooting, and be sure to shoot down the pine cones."

Without saying a word, the nine archers took aim and shot. Strangely enough, they clearly aimed at the pine cones, but when the arrows arrived, they missed the target far away. Three arrows fell halfway, one hit the pine cone, three missed the target, and two hit the crow.

Gua! Gua!

Two crows screamed.

Plop! Plop!

The two archers fell down without saying a word. Red Eyebrow rushed over to check, but they were already dead. There were also no wounds on their bodies.

Fear appeared on the faces of the remaining archers, but the middle-aged man was expressionless and calmly said: "Shoot again!"

These archers suppressed their fear and continued shooting. Two more shot at the crow and fell down without a word. Only five of them were left. The middle-aged man seemed not to see the uneasiness on their faces and uttered two words coldly.

"Cum again!"

I don't know whether it was a mental problem or poor archery skills, but all the shots in this round missed. The skin of the pine cones was not touched, but all the shots hit the crows.

Quack quack quack quack!

Plop, plop, plop, plop, plop!

The five people fell to the ground, motionless, their gray eyes filled with confusion and a trace of fear. The middle-aged man's face twitched, and he said expressionlessly: "Call ten more archers and keep shooting for me until the pulp falls."

…

At the entrance to the back mountain, on the only way, there were so many people coming today, one after another. It seemed that there was an earth-shattering treasure in the back mountain, attracting everyone.

Among them, a handsome young man with gorgeous clothes attracted special attention. He had an excellent appearance with almost no flaws. His eyes were like stars. When he smiled, the world seemed to light up.

Mr. Jia stood in front of the Falling Immortal River, looking at the entire back mountain. The back mountain was majestic and profound, but he gave the impression that he was looking down, his eyebrows raised, and he had a strong sense of confidence that everything in the world was under control.

"Yin and Yang are out of balance. No wonder treasures cannot be hidden and are unearthed one after another." Master Jia suddenly shook his head, glanced at the people swarming across the river, and said in a voice that only one person could hear: "Of these many people, how many can come back? "

There were more than fifty followers behind him, and every one of them exuded a terrible aura. People crossing the river stayed away from him and did not dare to go with him.

Just as Master Ji and his party were getting on a huge boat to cross the river, a team of more than 200 people came roaring in, with wild aura and rampaging all the way. The people in front were pushed to both sides, and some people with bad temper suddenly He was furious, but when he looked back, his anger disappeared in an instant, and he honestly gave way to the side of the road and waited for the team to pass.

A big flag held high can show the identity of this team, money!

This is the Qian family's team.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, everyone, get out of the way. My Qian family is responsible for this ferry." The two errand runners rushed to the crossing, shouting, and their posture was like that of an imperial envoy traveling by waving signs to clear the way.

"So arrogant, do you think this is your home?" A bearded man was furious and twitched his hand behind his back, holding a noisy big ax in his hand. The ax was thick and heavy, weighing at least two hundred kilograms.

"Keep your voice down, this is the Qian family's team!" The companion next to him was shocked and pulled the big man away.

The Qian family's team separated and occupied the best position. A young man in white strode out, surrounded by people guarding him, showing his noble status.

"It's him!" The young man in white had just walked to the ferry when he saw Mr. Jia standing on the huge boat. The strong wind was howling and his clothes were rustling, but Mr. Jia seemed to be nailed to the bow of the boat, motionless. Huge black shadows flashed across the Zhuixian River from time to time. On both sides of the ship's bow, people kept throwing grass. The black shadows only ate grass and did not touch the ship. They looked like they were guarding the ship.

Mr. Jia seemed to feel the movement behind him and looked back. The face of the young man in white changed, and he wanted to say hello, but found that Mr. Jia had already turned around. His face changed several times, and finally he regained his composure, and said to the left and right: "Change the ferry."

"Sir, this ferry is the best." Zuo Zuo asked in confusion.

"I said change the ferry!" The young man in white said coldly.

"Yes, change immediately!" Zuo Ji Lingling shuddered and hurried to make arrangements.

When the Qian family's fleet crossed the river, no one noticed that a little beggar wearing a hundred-year-old robe also crossed the river with a piece of driftwood. Half of his body sank in the water. Not only did he not die, but he caught a few fish in the water. Fish out.

The Qian family team was obviously very familiar with the back mountain. After landing, they headed straight for the valley where Qingshan was not relaxed. At this time, Liu Wei'an had just come out of the stalagmite array.