Chapter 440 (1/2)

God knows what danger there is in the ruins of no war that have existed in this Outland space for so long.

Luoxing River patted his head and said with great regret: ”it seems that after so many years, I still miscalculated. What can withstand the erosion of years? It doesn't matter if the map is useless. It must be that the prohibitions in those years have also lost their function due to topographic changes. We just need to move forward.”

”I'll go, your sister!”

Lan Yu almost burst out of rude words, but he held back. Anyway, Luo Xinghe took the lead. He just followed behind. In case of any danger, Luo Xinghe must be the first to have an accident. He should be vigilant and still have reaction time.

They walked for a long time and didn't encounter any special circumstances. Instead, they were very lonely. Even their voices were polluted by dry air. It made people feel like they were in a desolate star with a history of civilization and later burst. That desolation hit people's soul.

They were walking. Suddenly, a pillar like object in the sky hit them. Lan Yu was surprised. The whole person flashed ten feet away. Luoxing River didn't react slowly and quickly flashed to one side.

”Boom!”

The pillar plunged into the earth at one end, revealing only half of the carved pattern, a ring at the top, and a broken lacquered black iron chain.

Luo Xinghe stared at the pillar for a while. His face suddenly changed. He exclaimed, ”lock the magic pillar, the lock magic pillar has been destroyed! Is it... The frost eight halls have...”

”Lock the magic pillar?”

Lan Yu felt like a cold wind blowing behind him, and a layer of fine goose bumps suddenly appeared. Is this no war relic also a place to seal demons? The meaning of the destruction of the lock demon column is obvious. Of course, the Snow Demon locked here has escaped! For a moment, he felt a little dizzy in his head. Luoxing River, the God killed, took him to such a place? Didn't he say earlier that this was just an ancient battlefield?

Luo Xinghe walked around the magic lock pillar, slapped it for a while, and his eyes lit up with excitement. He laughed and said, ”I didn't want to destroy the magic lock pillar here this time and take arsenic and plain steel. In this way, I accepted it impolitely. Now it's so easy to get the main material for refining the body!”

He was just about to put the lock magic column into the peeping ring ring, when suddenly the air behind him sent out a series of explosions, and the air was compressed into an air mass by the extreme force.

When Luoxing River heard the wind, it immediately turned sideways to avoid it. With a loud bang, the air mass blew on the lock magic column and flew it far away, sending out a crisp shock. At the same time, the ground was rushed out of a pit by great force.

Luoxing River's eyes are full of murderous opportunities. Looking at the steel monster jumping from the top of a dilapidated building, which is completely formed by more than a dozen iron pimples, he said coldly: ”I can't imagine that this inferior puppet is guarding this place tens of thousands of years later! It's really an eye opener for us.”

The iron monster's eyes were very small, as if two mung beans were attached to the millstone. The speed of rotation was very fast. Looking at Luoxing River and Lanyu, he was stunned, sent out an old man's voice and said, ”Luoxing river? You're not dead yet?”

Some strange things often happen in the ruins without war. For example, the magic lock pillar was swept away by a space turbulence just now. He chased here all the way. Unexpectedly, he met his old acquaintances!

”Ah?”

Luo Xinghe is completely ignorant. A puppet knows him? But he reacted a moment later and said, ”you can't be an old monster attached to the puppet and survive until now?”

The steel monster smiled miserably and said, ”Luoxing River, you are still as smart as you were in those years. Can't you even hear my voice?”

Luo Xinghe only felt that the voice was familiar, and his thoughts flowed like electricity. Then he widened his eyes and said in shock: ”are you Bo Jiachen, the president of the martial arts association in those years?”

”You finally remember!”

Bo Jiachen looked at Luo Xinghe, his eyes full of thoughts, and said, ”I thought I was the only old man alive after tens of thousands of years. I didn't expect to see my comrades in arms! What can I say?”