Chapter 180 (1/2)
”President token, OK, Yan Lao, please.” the two elders touched a bulge behind them. The middle of the five gates slowly opened. Po found that the warehouse was full of all kinds of magic weapons, tens of thousands of pieces.
Entering the warehouse, Po found that the warehouse was as big as two football occasions. All kinds of magic weapons were placed on the frame. Po was dazzled.
Old Yan said: ”the lowest magic weapon in this warehouse is also the top-grade magic weapon, and the highest is the top-grade magic weapon. All magic weapons in this warehouse are sealed by the strong men of our alchemist Union. Whether you can pick what you want depends on your luck. Hurry up and give you ten minutes.”
Po looked at these magic weapons with no breath all day. There was a seal on them. The breath of the magic weapon was completely sealed. He couldn't see the quality level of the magic weapon at all.
Po said to Ma Chun, ”I brought you here this time to choose a magic weapon for you. Choose it yourself. Whether you can choose a good one depends on your luck.”
Following Po, Ma Chun guessed Po's intention. He was just an ordinary monk and vowed to follow Po. Po was so good to him, ate and dressed well, and gave himself magic weapons. At this moment, Ma Chun was glad to follow Po. He had such a little Lord. Why don't he worry about not having powerful magic weapons and strong accomplishments in the future.
Ma Chun nodded. After walking around the warehouse, he didn't find the magic weapon he wanted. Suddenly, Ma chundao's eyes were attracted by a pair of double hammers. He saw that the legs were as black as ink, and the handle was only three feet long. The hammer head was made of a round solid metal with a diameter of about one foot. There were spikes on the hammer head.
”I want it.” Ma Chun looked at the pair of hammers and breathed a little dignified. He faintly felt that the pair of hammers were calling himself. That feeling was very kind.
Yan Lao's face was slightly happy. The twin hammers had been lying in the warehouse for tens of thousands of years, and no one moved them. According to the records of the alchemist's Union, the twin hammers were only a pair of best magic tools, but is that really the case?
”Drop your blood on the double hammer and the seal will be broken naturally.”
Ma Chun did not hesitate to bite his fingertips. Two drops of fresh blood dropped on the twin hammers respectively. Suddenly, a black gas surged in his legs, wrapped the twin hammers, and a dignified momentum of vicissitudes rushed out of the pair of hammers.
Ma Chun held the double hammer in both hands and shouted loudly. One hammer hit the ground. Suddenly, the warehouse was like an earthquake.
”Ha ha, good hammer.”
As soon as Yan Lao's face changed, the whole warehouse shook with the force under the hammer. How much force does it take to shake the warehouse? You know, the warehouse is underground.
The alchemist's Union, Qin Yang, was drinking tea. Suddenly, the ground shook and the tea was scattered all over the ground. The shock lasted ten seconds and returned to calm. Qin Yang was puzzled.