1387: C1387 Digging Good Stuff

C1387 Digging Good Stuff

"Senior, please do your work first."

"Do the three of you have the nerve to stand by and watch?"

"I can transfer the excavator or the detonator, and I can also gather a lot of people. I'm just worried that Senior won't feel safe."

Mu Chen used a legitimate reason to stand by and watch the show, but the black-robed man was at his wits' end.

The talisman flew up and down like a shovel from the construction team.

The hard ground was smashed into powder and scattered in all directions.

The area of the deep pit was getting bigger and bigger, and the two guardians were starting to worry about Mu Chen's safety.

"Your Majesty, you don't have to take the risk yourself. We can go down with him and settle this matter."

"It's not as simple as you think."

"Places with treasures are often accompanied by huge risks. We are also at a disadvantage in terms of intelligence. We can only rely on numbers to make up for it."

The three of them slowly walked towards the black-robed man.

The digging process was extremely boring.

Every action repeated a thousand times, but the progress was very slow.

Mu Chen stared at the soil and rocks below him, feeling that the hardness was beyond his imagination.

As the depth increased, Mu Chen also gradually felt the existence of the formation's fluctuation.

"There is indeed something buried underneath."

"This is already more than 200 meters deep. I don't know how long it will take to dig."

The workers did not say any nonsense, but Mu Chen could not help but complain.

At this moment.

The ground under his feet started to shake again.

Then countless cracks appeared.

The Silver Armored Iron Threadworms, thicker than buckets, drilled out of the cracks like bamboo shoots after a rain, and pounced on them.

The two Protectors reacted quickly, and the swords in their hands slashed out.

"Crack crack crack crack..."

"Crack crack..."

The scales on the Silver Armored Iron Worm's body were as hard as metal shields.

The treasured sword drew a series of sparks on it, unable to harm the other party at all.

The Silver Armored Iron Worm had no facial features, its head was a huge mouthpiece that was filled with barbed and sharp teeth.

The result of being swallowed was that it would be torn into pieces.

"How long more do you plan on watching? These Silver Armored Iron Threadworms are the guardian beasts of the graveyard. Only after you've dealt with them will you be able to continue walking down."

The black-robed man leapt into the air and smashed down with a talisman.

Mu Chen's Son of Heaven Sword also swept out countless flaming sword Qis.

"You are really stupid!"

"These monsters rebuild and hide underground. They only make a living by devouring magma. Don't use fire attributed techniques anymore."

"Hehehe, since you know so much, show me how to destroy the enemy."

Mu Chen and the other two's swords slashed at the Silver Armored Iron Threadworms' bodies. They could only rely on brute force to beat this big fellow until it twisted and turned.

The black-robed man was bouncing around the big bug, and when the time came, he threw a few talismans into the opponent's mouth.

"Roar, roar, roar..."

"Roar, roar, roar..."

The Iron Worm let out an angry roar. Finally, it collapsed to the ground, dispirited and dispirited. Blood spurted out from its mouth.

It seemed that the weak organs in its body were its biggest weakness. It had to be broken through from the inside.

The Son of Heaven Sword flew out of its hand.

Under the control of Mu Chen's will, it turned into a ray of light and pierced into the Iron Worm's mouth.

The big guy was taken care of one by one.

The ground returned to its calm state.

Mu Chen stood at the edge of the big pit and looked down. He found a strange existence.

In the cracks created by the Iron Threadworms, there was a black conical object. It looked like a building that was buried underground, revealing a sharp roof.

"The main body of the Nether Graveyard is a huge black iron tower."

"This is a type of weapon and magical equipment. After it was stolen by Nether Sacred Hands, it was used as a tomb."

"Hahaha. This fellow's thoughts are truly strange. After entering, he can plunder all sorts of good things!"

Mu Chen's intelligence was pitifully low. He could only casually make up stories.

"The situation inside the tomb is countless times greater than the situation outside. This is a weapon with a unique shape."

"We have to work together. At the very least, we can't plot against each other inside the tomb."

The black-robed man believed that he could defeat Mu Chen in terms of strength. However, there were three of them on the opposite side. It would be hard to say if they wanted to make some small moves in the dark.

After Mu Chen agreed to the Jun'zi Agreement, they all jumped into the deep pit.

After looking around, they found the location of the skylight.

Everyone went in one after another. They were all stunned by the scene inside.

Antiques, calligraphy, gold and jewelry, all kinds of weapons and armors...

As long as it was good stuff with a name, they could see it here.

The spiral staircase extended downwards.

They walked from top to bottom and found that the interior of the iron tower was divided into seven levels.1

Wealth had no meaning to them. They could take as many rare and precious weapons as they wanted.

"Hahaha, there's no way for Sacred Hands to count the good things he has collected. Today's operation has been very fruitful."

"I never expected you to use other weapons. So many talismans should be enough."

"Mu Chen, we made an agreement in advance. What we can obtain depends on our own abilities. Do you want to stop me?"

"Don't be nervous. It's just a small joke."

The conversation between Mu Chen and the man in black was full of gunpowder.

Both of their eyes were locked on each other, in case they were ambushed.

After a moment of silence, the man in black walked towards the weapons display rack.

He took a fancy to a crystal spear and reached out with his hand, wanting to stand up.

A strange phenomenon happened.

The black-robed man's palm passed through the crystal spear without any warning, as if it had touched an illusory shadow.

"Impossible, how could this be? It looks like something that really exists."

He repeatedly reached out to grab it, but to no avail.

Mu Chen and the Items Protector also picked a few things, but they were similarly unable to get their hands on them.

He drew the Son of Heaven Sword and lightly slashed at the weapon that was placed at the side.

He wanted to vent his depressed mood.

"Kakakaka..."

Something strange happened again.

The sound and texture of the weapons colliding was real again.

Could it be that everything here would reject living things?

What kind of restrictive spell had Nether Sacred Hands set up to achieve such a miraculous effect?

Countless questions filled Mu Chen's mind.

He could only stand by the side and watch the show.

The black-robed man tried using the talisman a few times and was able to touch the weapon's body.

His impatient mood eased up.

"There's still a way, after all. Don't use your body to come into contact with it. You can take the things inside the tower and leave."

The black-robed man controlled the talisman to float in the air and gently lifted the crystal spear.

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