Chapter 612

This kind of dumbfounded appeared many times in the next time, because Wang Baole suggested that since everyone had obtained the identity of a disciple of the Taoist palace, there was no hurry to go back.

After all, this time, the opportunity is rare. It's better to wander around here, find those undiscovered forbidden places, and search them.

Whether it's material or identity token, it's all war merit.

After Zhao Yameng and Kong Dao, who were shocked, agreed to this proposal blankly, they followed Wang Baole on this road called continuous shock.

In fact... After walking out of the area of Baigong Pavilion, due to being in the hinterland of the sword body, the environment here is extremely bad and there are a lot of space cracks. At the same time, looking around, there are many forbidden areas.

The reason why there are still many prohibitions here, which have not been broken by the monks who previously obtained the identity of disciples of the Taoist palace, is that on the one hand, they do not have enough authority to obtain the identity of disciples, and on the other hand, the world in the hinterland of the sword body will change from time to time.

In this way, it must be difficult to change other Taoist palace disciples, but for Wang Baole, all this did not exist. He was a little cautious at the beginning, but when he approached a forbidden area, as soon as he walked past, the prohibition there automatically stopped, and even opened a shining door by himself

All this has changed.

Prohibitions and other things, in front of him, have basically stopped. Even the occasional storm, as soon as it appeared, immediately disappeared around Wang Baole, as if afraid of meeting him.

And these are nothing. Confucius saw a space crack with his own eyes, which suddenly appeared on Wang Baole's side, like a big mouth, to devour Wang Baole, but before touching, the crack seemed to be held by a strange force, as if he had shut up and could not struggle, making Wang Baole walk smoothly.

This made Kong Dao's heart rise an indescribable emotion, a deep sense of unfairness, which made him helpless, but also felt a strong contrast.

As for the sea of fire, the fire beast, and so on, it's even like this has become Wang Baole's home. Even Confucius felt that Wang Baole would not be in danger even if he closed his eyes and walked from south to north.

In this way, the three men walked into one prohibited area after another in this search

The burning Dan stove, the piled jade slips, the medicine tower for storing Dan medicine, as well as the former battlefield and various areas, opened everything in front of the three people. Most of the time, all they had to do was to raise their hands to pick it up.

There are also more and more identity tokens, as well as medicinal materials with some vitality, and even refining materials... There are also some strange treasures, such as delimited beads that can seal the surrounding space in a short time and make people unable to blink. There are dozens of them. This kind of search makes the three of Wang Baole feel unreal, as if everything is not true.

But it happened that all this was true, so their hearts accelerated from the beginning to the back, and they had been dazzled. They searched from place to place, and the harvest was so great that they all forgot about their return.

Especially when the storage bags of Kong Dao and Zhao Yameng were full, the three people were entangled. They had entered Baoshan but had nowhere to accommodate it.

"This time, it's at least hundreds of thousands or even millions of war achievements!! even if I only get a part of these war achievements, there are more than 100000 and 200000. I'm going to change that nine grade top French soldier, shadow walking clothes!!" Kong Dao murmured and slapped himself severely. After confirming that he was not dreaming, he couldn't help giggling.

Zhao Yameng was also dazed. Looking at her storage bag and Wang Baole, her daze did not decrease, but more

This search, also in the three people's storage magic weapon, can no longer accommodate other items, and even some bad items are thrown away. After almost any of them has high value, they can only end.

"After moving here, we'll leave, go back and get ready, and then come back!" Wang Baole's eyes lit up. After making up his mind, he looked at the last prohibition in front of him. When he spoke firmly, he walked forward.

Kong Dao hurried to follow behind in excitement, but Zhao Yameng was the only one. Although her heart was beating fast, she still kept her head. After taking a few steps, she suddenly looked at the forbidden area in the destination of the three people in front, frowned slightly, and suddenly opened her mouth.

"Baole, wait a minute!"

Almost at the same time that Zhao Yameng spoke, Wang Baole's steps had stopped. The lightness that had previously risen because it was too smooth also dissipated at this moment, replaced by vigilance and dignity.

Confucius also quickly adjusted his state. While his cultivation was running, he looked around instinctively. Finally, after the three people looked at each other, their eyes all focused on their front, the last forbidden area originally set.

This area does not look much different from other places. There are some prohibitions around the broken mountain, but there is something different. There is a grave in front of the mountain!

On this grave bag, a small half of the tombstone is erected. Because most of it is lost, the handwriting can't be seen clearly. At the same time, there are cracks beside the grave bag. The small one has the thickness of fingers, and the large one can accommodate the penetration of adults.

Bursts of blue fog are slowly dispersing from these cracks, but they are not drifting away. Instead, they are rolling around the grave, sometimes spreading outward, and sometimes being sucked into the cracks, as if these cracks were open mouths and breathing!

What makes Wang Baole and Zhao Yameng feel dangerous is not the prohibition here, but... The blue fog from the grave!!

"Something's wrong here..." Wang Baole squinted and tried to get close for a few steps. Suddenly, the prohibition here was no longer working, and a door was formed in front of him. But Wang Baole stood outside the door, but he didn't step half a step. In fact, this door was the same as when he was close to other forbidden areas, but there was a strange smell that didn't exist in other forbidden areas, which integrated into Wang Baole's surroundings, so that he could feel it clearly, and at the same time, he also relied on the attainments of magic soldiers, Vaguely feel that this breath seems to be somewhat similar to the magic soldiers!

This made Wang Baole breathe a little faster. With a wave of his right hand, a Qipin flying sword roared out and went straight to the tomb shrouded in smoke in the prohibition.

But at the moment of approaching, the seven level magic soldier became slower and slower, and finally stopped in midair. It began to change with the naked eye, and quickly became cyan. There were rings like veins on it. The whole process took less than ten breaths, and the original metal flying sword fell to the ground with a bang.

Wang Baole's connection with this sword was immediately interrupted, as if it had been erased. At the same time, the spirit of this sword was also like dissipation, and all the magic powers on this sword disappeared, as if they had become mortals!

And the most important thing is the sound of the sword falling on the ground!

"The material has been changed!" Kong Dao took a breath and suddenly opened his mouth. Zhao Yameng also noticed this scene. It was obvious that the sound of the sword falling on the ground was not like metal, but more like a piece of wood!

Wang Baole's face was ugly. He naturally felt clearer about the fact that he had turned the material of the seven rank French soldier into wood. At the moment, he had retreated, but he was still a little unwilling.

But at this time, perhaps the sound of the wooden sword falling on the ground caused some beings to wake up. Unexpectedly, there was a heavy breathing sound, which suddenly came out of the tomb.

"Hoo... Hoo... Hoo..."

Unlike the breath of a normal person, it was more like a beast. Almost at the moment when the breath echoed, a strong sense of crisis broke out in the hearts of Wang Baole and the three people. They did not hesitate and retreated quickly.

Especially when they retreated, the three people's minds echoed at the same time, like the roar of sentient beings, as if there were countless people, making crazy screams. Their voices were very real, forming an impact, which made the three people who retreated spew blood, especially Wang Baole, spewed seven or eight mouths, until they struggled to escape from a certain range, and then slowly recovered.

"The higher the cultivation, the greater the influence!" Zhao Yameng wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, and with lingering fear, she swept the tomb in the distance, and looked at Wang Baole, who was pale.