Fantasy: I Can See The Rewards

Jiang Han’s hair stood on end.

These people all looked the same, with dull expressions and dull eyes, staring straight at themselves, which was extremely penetrating.

"wrong!"

Suddenly, Jiang Han woke up and said, "What they are looking at is not me, but Zhiyi Daoist!"

Think of this.

He quickly staggered a dozen steps, and those octogenarian women continued to stare in the original direction without moving. The focus of their gaze was Zhiyi Daoist, who was standing quietly in the coffin!

"really."

A strange color appeared in Jiang Han's eyes.

This time they were not wiped out. It seems to be related to Zhiyi Daoist being affected by the law of reincarnation.

"Detection."

Jiang Han did not miss this opportunity and immediately used the system to check.

[War weapons, jointly produced by the ancient powers. Use the Jiutianxi soil as the flesh, the Netherworld Blood Sea as the blood, and the gourd vine as the bones. Only one person is born in each generation. When the previous generation dies, a new generation will step out of the coffin until the opportunity comes. Nothing in return. ]

War weapons?

27 Jiang Han was shocked.

this moment.

He suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment.

The reason why these old women all look exactly the same is because they were all made by someone!

Only one of them in each generation will walk out of the coffin, and then grow from old to young. The final result is unknown, but it will definitely no longer exist in the world and may disappear into nothingness.

This process will not be terminated until one of the war weapons encounters an opportunity!

The opportunity to remember Daoist is Jiang Han!

Because of Jiang Han's participation, she can get rid of this "curse".

"They were made just to create a powerful war weapon?" Jiang Han secretly sighed. This is really unimaginable and unbelievable.

What confused him a little was how this had anything to do with the word "war weapon"?

"The system said that they were jointly produced by the ancient great masters. The Supreme Laojun should be involved in this, and they were actually made of Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, Netherworld Blood Sea, and Calabash Vine as raw materials...

Jiang Han said to himself.

The Jiutianxi soil and the gourd vine are both belonging to Nuwa. Needless to say, the former is the vine used by Nuwa when she created humans. It has great merits. "Seven gourds were born on the original.

As for the Netherworld Blood Sea, it is the property of the Styx Ancestor.

In other words, the birth of war weapons requires at least three powerful people to participate, namely Taishang Laojun, Nuwa Empress, and Ancestor Styx!

"It's really... generous."

Jiang Han sighed.

This thing is just piled up with treasures, but I don’t know how many have been made... After all, I don’t know how long it has been since ancient times. At first, I am afraid that there are hundreds of millions of coffins.

As time goes by, it becomes less and less.

At this moment.

I saw the endless war weapons moving stiffly, with dull expressions and dull eyes, walking step by step towards Zhiyi Daoist who was standing in the coffin.

Jiang Han watched quietly without making any move.

These war weapons are obviously unconscious. The reason why they all broke out of the coffin is because Zhiyi Daoist has obtained the so-called opportunity.

"kindness?"

Suddenly, Jiang Han looked surprised.

He saw that these war weapons would undergo some changes with every step they took, and their appearance would gradually become younger!

Some of them that are closer to Zhiyi Daoist will change faster.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, they changed from octogenarians to middle-aged women, then to young women, girls, babies... and finally turned into a glowing blood-colored mist, which penetrated into Zhiyi Daoist's body.

Those farther away change more slowly, so you can see their changes more clearly.

"I see!"

Looking at this scene, Jiang Han suddenly realized.

"The blood-colored mist floating everywhere is basically what the war weapons of the past generations turned into after their death. If I am not wrong, they will all return to this place when they are about to die.

No wonder the blood color becomes more and more intense as it gets closer to the center.

Jiang Han slowly floated into the air.

He didn't dare to fly very high because there were terrible restrictions here, so he just flew at a low altitude and looked down.

What a spectacular scene this is?

Countless "war weapons" turned into children with old age, and finally turned into blood-colored mist and penetrated into Zhiyi Daoist's body, and her body also grew up little by little.

However, it seems to be fixed at the age of six.

"strangeness."

A strange look flashed in Jiang Han's eyes, "Is it possible that Zhiyi Daoist will always stay this age in the future? He doesn't look like a war weapon, but he is good at being cute."

At this time.

Jiang Han noticed that the blood-colored mist around him was gathering here, and he could almost hear the whistling wind.

Zhiyi Daoist is the center of the whirlwind.

The bloody mist almost condensed into substance, covering the coffin where she was.

"This movement will probably attract a lot of people."

Jiang Han murmured.

Although Tushita Forbidden Area 703 is usually inaccessible, it is a large restricted area after all. The bloody mist suddenly converges crazily towards the center, which will definitely attract the attention of many forces.

At this time.

Jiang Han suddenly lowered his head.

The bronze temple in his hand glowed inexplicably, and the corpse demon of Xiaoyao Martial Emperor quickly stepped out of it.

The next moment.

She walked somewhere ahead, and Jiang Han immediately followed her.

After walking less than a hundred miles, all the coffins here had been opened, and the red mist was thin. He saw at a glance that there was a small altar in front of him. "Ten tongue swords were enshrined on the altar."

Even after dozens of meters away, you can feel the cold evil energy coming from the sword, and even the bloody mist dare not get close to it!

"What a familiar smell..."

Jiang Han narrowed his eyes slightly.

Before he could recall it, Xiaoyao Martial Emperor's zombie strode over, raised his hand and held the sword in his hand. In an instant, a terrifying murderous aura shot up into the sky, blowing away the clouds in the sky from the middle. Separated forever.

Almost at the same moment.

Jiang Han recalled that at the Iron Sword Gate, he felt the aura of Yuan Tu Sword, which was quite similar to this sword.

"This is.....…"

His pupils suddenly shrank, "Abi Sword!?"