Chapter 1150: Treasure chest

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Yang Ling did not pay attention to these civilian buildings, but his eyes fell on a huge platform dozens of kilometers away. It should be the highest position of this giant city, with a strange shape, like two opposite bends. The tall tower that was piled up together in the month, the crescent moon above has been broken, but it still shows the original look.
Yang Ling stood on the wall and observed it for two minutes, then took a deep breath and landed on the tower.
But he hadn't had time to do extra moves. He only felt the space around him sway. When he saw it, he was already in a room of less than 100 square meters. The room was square, but the six walls seemed to be transparent. Seeing it, like being in the dark universe, far away, it seems that there is still a little bit of light looming.
Some people may ask why there are six walls on the square side of the room. It should be four walls plus floor and ceiling!
Yes, the ordinary feeling should be like this, but in this house, no matter which direction Yang Ling goes, he can walk all the way back to the original place, that is, the space in this room seems to be folded, gravity and There is absolutely no use in the direction. Which wall can be used as the ground, where to stand, where is the ground, change one piece, and immediately change again, there is no concept of up, down, left and right.
The room is not empty, but a box with golden light floating in the center, which is covered with all kinds of strange patterns, looks extremely old, should be very old... very valuable! And what is inside, Yang Ling feels... more valuable.
Golden treasure chest! When playing games before, open a dozen dollars!
However, when Yang Ling used his knowledge to plan to see a little bit, he suddenly stunned and couldn’t help but step back.
This box looks clear, but there is nothing in the mind!
In this world, is there anything that can avoid the observation of the soul?
Is this box real or is it just an illusion?
Yang Ling's face was pumped a few times, then carefully released the flying sword and jumped up to grab the box.
But when his hand touched the golden light from the box, the room suddenly changed, and a humanoid monster shrouded in a black robe suddenly showed no signs. The height was more than three meters and his face was dry. Bark, with strange red light in his eyes, one arm almost dragged to the ground, the gray-white claws are like the roots of the tree, and the other hand holds a black giant sickle that is longer than the body. Then, without any sound, a sickle waved against Yang Ling.
And Yang Ling almost at the same time as this monster appeared, the finger pressed forward, hook Chen Feijian turned into a blue light and smashed the past.
"Boom~"
The small room shook, and the blue light was blocked by the black monster with a sickle in his hand.
A strange red face pattern lit up on the sickle, Yang Ling felt that this sword with his strength of 40% smashed on the cotton, and the grimace pattern opened his mouth and slammed on the flying sword.
"嘎~~"
Yang Ling felt a horrible ghost screaming in his mind, and the spirit of the soul swayed. Then he felt that the power of the spirit of the flying swordsmanship seemed to be missing from something, and almost lost control to the ground.
I rely on! Yang Ling was shocked and stunned, and the flying sword caught the flying sword in his hand.
The black monster that blocked the flying sword slammed back and went four or five steps, then shook his hand and shook his legs. After the fart, he waved the sickle again.
Although the first shot was unsuccessful, Yang Ling probably felt the strength of the monster. It was a lot worse than himself. At most, it was the strength of the virtual world. However, because the sickle can release the face pattern that devours the spirit, it does not dare to care. Under the communication of Yufujian, the hook-and-fly Chen Jianjian turned into a group of Qingguang.
"噗~"
With a grimace emerging, the offensive of Chen Feijian was once again disintegrated by the sickle, but at the same time, this black monster was directly attacked by Yang Ling, and slammed into the wall.
This time, Yang Ling did not give any chance to the black monster. The power of the spirit was like a tidal wave. The air-powered machine locked the monster, and Chen Feijian broke out with the brilliance of the whole room.
"Boom~"
One wall of the room was directly worn by Jianguang Cave, and the sickle in the hand of the black monster was directly crushed into pieces. When he didn't have time to slam, he was rolled out of the room by the blue light, and his eyes disappeared.
The broken wall began to repair quickly, and Yang Ling turned away and stared at the treasure chest suspended in the air.
Is this a reward item?
After a while, Yang Ling once again reached out to grab the box. Whether it is a reward item or not, there is only this thing here. The bridge section of the treasure chest may be a big pit, but it is also full of great opportunities. The golden equipment is the lowest. It’s not impossible to have a good luck with orange. ~EbookFREE.me~ But when his hand touched the golden light, suddenly there were four black monsters in the room. It looked exactly the same as the guy just now. There is no difference, just like a mold poured out.
While these four black monsters appeared, they also slammed the sickle to Yangling.
Ok! Yang Ling confirmed that this treasure chest should be more important. The arranged box-locking monsters are all boss-level, and this level, placed in nine days and ten places, is regarded as the boss of a medium-sized Zongmen group. Even the nine-day road palace is absolutely High level exists.
Yang Ling is too lazy to talk nonsense, waving Chen Feijian and four black monsters fighting together.
Ten minutes later, the four monsters were still out of the room by Yang Ling. Yang Ling did not know if he died. Anyway, the walls were blown into sieves, and all four monsters fell out.
So he reached out again to catch the treasure chest!
But what is strange is that although there are no monsters appearing this time, his hand has caught an empty space and passed through the golden light. The box seen in his eyes seems to be absent.
I am going to your uncle!
Just when Yang Ling was surprised, the scene changed again, and the scene changed again. This time it appeared in the ruins of a piece of land. It seemed to be a huge palace that collapsed. The black boulders rolled everywhere, and the large columns collapsed. The lodgings are submerged in the dense fog, and the innermost position of the main hall, on a high step, is placed on a dark stone table, and on the stone table, there is a golden treasure chest.
Looking at this treasure chest, Yang Ling’s cheeks couldn’t stop, but with the knowledge of God, he couldn’t help but shake his heart. This treasure chest can actually be seen with the gods. Perhaps this is true, and just that, only But it is a phantom. Mobile users please browse m to read, a better reading experience.