Chapter: 42
Wang Xuan awe-inspiring, if he was not calm enough just now, if he also jumped down to fight, then he would surely be broken with a pop, and he would also die on the ground.
This alchemist was so powerful during his lifetime that even after death he turned into dust and caused such terrible accidents when someone approached him.
He now believes that most alchemists throwing elephants are not exaggerations, not fanciful legends, but they can really do it.
Was that feathering just now? Wang Xuan thought of this question.
The alchemist was in a very special state. When we first saw him, his hair was black, his face was rosy, and he was lifelike, but he disappeared in an instant.
"Piao Piao seems to be independent from the rest of the world, and ascend to immortality after becoming a feather." Even some historical celebrities have written Fu, yearning for it.
In all kinds of books and records, the two words "emergence" and "climbing to immortality" are usually used together. What you saw just now is the immortality that has been passed down through the ages?
Wang Xuan thought about it, and felt that the truth was a bit cruel after it was revealed.
The existing solitary records of certain religions are very close to what we see before us. In the early years, there were great virtues who sat in the seclusion, and they sealed their own stone chambers.
Later generations all worshiped it when they saw it, thinking that the former sages became immortals.
Wang Xuan was silent in his heart, what kind of flying fairy is this, it is clearly flying ash, his body and spirit are scattered in the dust.
Undoubtedly, this is not good news for those who follow the old tricks. It further proves that there is no so-called ascension in the world.
The truth is bloody, the former sages are all dead!
boom!
A corpse was thrown down and hit the animal skin book. There was a faint silver light shaking, but nothing unusual happened.
Whoosh whoosh!
Three figures jumped down one after another, entered the underground palace below, and rushed towards the silver animal skin book again.
Wearing a feather robe, the top alchemist was studying it until his death, with a concentrated expression, immersed in it and unable to extricate himself, sitting unconsciously.
It is conceivable that the silver scripture is unusual, and probably has a great origin.
Wang Xuan was determined to win it, and wanted to hold it in his hand to see what was recorded on it.
Near him, gravel splashed, and two people shot from the opposite side, trying to suppress him with firepower and prevent him from showing up. Energy beams shattered the rock wall and covered the area.
Wang Xuan was not in a hurry, it was difficult to target the two people in front of him from his position, but he was condescending to the three people in the underground palace on the next floor, so it was very convenient to attack.
He holds an energy gun in his hand and shoots patiently. He is practicing his hand, getting familiar with and adapting to the accuracy of this energy gun.
boom!
One person was overturned by him and fell to the ground.
After several shots, the second person was hit by the beam, convulsed all over, and passed out quickly.
However, the third person in the lower underground palace managed to get the silver animal skin scroll, and hid behind the rock and did not move.
Wang Xuan is very patient, time is on his side, Aoki, Heihu and others will definitely come back in a while, the one who should be anxious is not him.
Sure enough, it didn't take long before Zhou Yun couldn't bear it any longer, and shouted, "Throw up the stone wrapped in the animal skin book!"
The man in black below did so, and with a flash of silver light, the animal skin book was thrown out and landed among the piles of rocks above.