
Exchanging less than ten punches, Ling Han tapped the scathing sword of Feng Wei Qi, and placed the sword around his neck. He laughed mischievously, and said, "Now can we talk?"
"If you want to kill, then kill!" Feng Wei Qi actually showed no signs of fear. He looked at Ling Han coldly. "But, you too will die soon!"
"Oh, can you know how to pronounce a curse?" Ling Han said with a smile. If Feng Wei Qi really had a treasure like the Cursed Bottle, he might have some interference.
"My son was an elite Tier Spiritual Infant, and a Tier Spiritual Infant peak stage at that!" Feng Wei Qi laughed out loud. "When you kill me, he'll feel it immediately, and wherever you hide, he'll find you and kill you!"
"I really don't think you're afraid of death. After all that, you are still threatening me to make me not kill you! "Ling Han shook his head, patted his face with a smile, and said," Who wouldn't be afraid of dying? Being able to live well, of course no one wants to die.
"You can tell me about the situation here. We don't have any complaints, so it looks like I can't save your life. "
Feng Wei Qi sneered, and said, “Don't imagine that! There are no wrong words in what I just said. My son is the King of the Little Saber Absolute Sabre Sect. If you don't believe it, you can ask anyone. "
Ling Han stroked his chin, and said, "Usually, I only saw second generation juniors waving their parents banners to act recklessly. Never did I think that I would meet someone who relied on his son's reputation to act like a tyrant. It really refreshes my outlook on life. ”
He knocked down Feng Wei Qi with a single palm and stored it inside the Black Tower, planning to interrogate it properly.
"This paddock is beautiful." Losing Feng Wei Qi's control, the umbrella fell from the sky and was held in Helian Xun Xue's hands as she stroked it in awe.
Ling Han approached to glance, then could not help but frown, and said, "This doesn't look like the original, but a replica."
The handle of the umbrella and canopy had a vein-like pattern carved on them, but the mark was very new and did not appear like an ancient article. If this Spirit Tool had only been created, then there would not have been just one. Moreover, these materials were only of the sixth level; did that mean that if there was a seventh tier, or eighth tier material, a stronger Myriad Gauze Parasol could be made?
This Feng Wei Qi needed to be investigated carefully!
Ling Han and Hu Niu entered the Black Tower, while Helian Xun Xue could only sulk again.
Ling Han looked at Feng We Qi and said in a calm tone, "Tell me all the details about this cave."
"Haha, you're dreaming!" Feng Wei Qi looked quite a bastard, but there was still fear in his eyes; suddenly arriving at the inexplicable place of this cave was beyond common sense, he said, made him unconsciously feel afraid.
Could he have lost consciousness for a few days?
Ling Han smiled slightly, and said, "Here, no one can say no to me, and you are definitely no exception. I have all the ways to torture you; just see how long you can last. ”
"Come on! If I say something in weakness, then I will! "Feng Wei Qi said with his neck raised.
…
After half a day.
"I'll talk, I'll say anything!" Feng Wei Qi let out a tragic scream. In this half day, he suffered various unimaginable torments — burned, drowned, buried — and made him die, then came back to life, and then died; it was really worse than death, he said, and he couldn't even die even if he wanted to.
"You really are the old man of the Little Saber King?" Ask Ling Han.
"Yes, I am really his father," said Feng Wei Qi, gasping for air. His eyes had already lost focus, as if he had become a fool.
"Why did you come here?" Ask Ling Han.
“When my son explored the historical site, he found clues about this place. He came first here and received some ancient articles, ” replied Feng Wei Qi. "But my son is focused on cultivation, so I came here to manage the excavation project."
"What is this place exactly?"
"I'm not too sure either. I only know that it belongs to the ancient dynasty from hundreds of thousands of years ago, ” Feng Wei Qi said. However, it was what he said next that jolted Ling Han's mind. “The ancient dynasty wanted to open the heavens and transport the entire vast land to the realm of gods, but failed. This place was merely a storehouse of ancient dynastic treasures in previous years. ”
Opening up the sky ..it's about opening up the sky again!
Ling Han was surprised. That ancient dynasty was truly brave and daring in an attempt to rise with the entire vast land becoming a god realm, the, making all human beings divine — thinking about it gives one the feeling of being on clasps and needles.
"Say, how many treasures have you dug up from here?"
Feng Wei Qi explained one by one, and as Ling Han listened, he grew even more shocked.
This place especially has dolls. Other than gold, silver, and iron, there was a diamond puppet, albeit only one, and it had long been taken by the Little Saber King; if this type of puppet fully unleashed its power, it would, it was on par with the elite of the God Transforming Tier, and what was even more frightening was that it possessed considerable intelligence.
Moreover, the golden, silver, and iron-skin puppets were far from the amount Ling Han saw, and were all taken away by the Little Saber King. As for what the Little Saber King wanted to do, Feng Wei Qi also had no idea; he had only dug this historic site in place of his son.
Other than the puppets, the battleships Ling Han had seen before were only divided into two types of gold and black. Black warships could pose a threat to the Flower Level Mekar elites, and there were a hundred of these sorts of ships. The golden battleship could annihilate the Spiritual Infant Tier warrior, but there were only ten ships; this place only had one left, as the others were all in the hands of the Little Saber King.
Fortunately, this golden warship was not on the side of Feng Wei Qi; otherwise, Ling Han would not have defeated Feng Wei Qi so easily, and instead would have been hunted down.
Gold battleships were not only stronger, but also flying type treasures. It was only a hundred meters long and flew very fast, but it also consumed a lot of Origin Crystals. The Black Wood Island was well fortified, so Feng Wei Qi never thought that he would need to use this large-scale Spirit Tool.
Other than this, there were various Spirit Tools practically like the Myriad Gauze Parasol. This was of course a replica, as the actual article was already broken, but even that replica could still make the Divine Transformation Level elite unable to sense the Spiritual Qi of – a very frightening thing.
Ling Han exclaimed inwardly; how powerful and prosperous was this ancient dynasty? This was only one of their treasure warehouses, but the various treasures excavated here had already left him shocked.
But the most important thing is the obelisk. It was said to be related to the Mystical Power, and only this obelisk had not been excavated for three years; the power of lightning was too terrifying, greatly affecting the development of the venture.
From the information obtained by the Little Saber King, that the ancient dynasty had a total of four Mystic Powers, which were sealed separately in four treasure warehouses. The one here was called the "Ninth Lightning of Heaven," and was the weakest of the four; the most formidable was called the "Nine Death Heaven Art," and had the ability to interfere with life and death.
The Little Saber King was very concerned about this Mystical Power, and would inquire about excavating the obelisk from time to time. If it wasn't for his special identity, he was actually rather on guard personally.
"Now, I'm already cheap enough," Ling Han said.