Prehistoric: The opening crit is infinitely multiplied

Chapter 33 Am I Dreaming?

Seeing this scene, Liu Ming, who was planning to leave, stopped straight away.

"Huh? It's not a hallucination, is it?"

Just as Liu Ming was staring at the past, there was no movement again.

"Ugh……!"

"It seems to be a treasure of ideas, I am crazy, I have hallucinations!"

Just when Liu Ming was disheartened.

Not far from the formation, another subtle light appeared.

"This... this can't be true, can it?"

"It doesn't matter, just go and have a look!"

"Isn't it just a formation breaking technique?"

"The enchantment is broken, just go back like this, it's not a loss!"

Liu Ming stopped, turned around and walked towards the formation in front of him.

Being able to be protected by such a powerful enchantment and formation, Liu Ming guessed that the inside would definitely not be empty.

As for what kind of treasure is against the heavens, it is unknown.

Ever since Liu Ming first stepped into the formation.

Another decades passed by leisurely.

Liu Ming looked at the treasure that was close at hand, and cursed honestly in his heart: "Damn it, why are there so many formations?"

Over the past few years, through Liu Ming's unremitting efforts, no less than several formations have been broken.

Fortunately, this formation seems to be endless, breaking more and more.

Looking around, there are at least four or five formations in front of him.

But at this point, Liu Ming didn't want to give up halfway.

I had no choice but to keep my head down and continue to break the formation.

Ka Ka Ka!
In the blink of an eye, years passed by in a hurry.

Accompanied by a crisp sound, Liu Ming's eyes suddenly brightened.

A strong aura hit his face.

Even compared with Kunlun Mountain, it is not inferior.

As far as the eye can see, in this small world, except for no living things.

There are countless kinds of spiritual herbs and fairy herbs.

"Fuck, what's the matter?"

"I've worked so hard for so many years, isn't it just these things?"

Low-grade spiritual root?

Low-grade spirit grass?

Mid-grade grass jelly?

"I want this thing, is it useful?"

Hundreds of years of time were wasted, and what was exchanged was a pile of waste.

Little did they know that other people who were hunting for treasures in Buzhou Mountain would find it difficult to come across even a decent celestial grass.

Liu Ming complained for a few minutes.

Immediately, he started to move around in this small world.

During this period, Liu Ming also collected a lot of mid-grade and high-grade spiritual roots.

Now that everyone has come, no matter what Liu Ming says, he will never return empty-handed.

Not long after, this small world was horrified by Liu Ming.

"Fuck, you can't be so poor, can you?"

At this moment, I saw Liu Ming holding the Immortal Execution Sword, wishing to dig three feet into this small world to find treasures.

But in the end, it was still useless.

In the end, Liu Ming threw the Zhu Xian Sword casually, and lay powerlessly on the ground, deep in thought.

Liu Ming didn't understand why he was obsessed with it back then, and he wasted hundreds of years in such a poor place.

Buzz!
Buzz!
at this time.

The Zhuxian Sword that was thrown aside by Liu Ming trembled slightly.

Hearing this sound, Liu Ming slightly opened his eyes, spit out the spirit grass from the corner of his mouth, and said lightly, "What? Did you find anything?"

Zhu Xianjian seemed to be able to understand Liu Ming's words, and immediately shook up and down slightly.

"Mist Grass, I don't want my baby to go crazy, do I?"

"To be able to ask such a stupid question!"

In the prehistoric world, although the Zhuxian sword is an innate treasure, even so, it is still a weapon without wisdom.

Now, Liu Ming was actually chatting with Zhu Xianjian.

Who would have thought that just as Liu Ming muttered to himself, Zhu Xianjian turned around and flew away not far away.

Seeing this, Liu Ming shouted worriedly: "Xianxian Sword, take it!"

No matter how Liu Ming called, Zhuxian Sword continued to fly fast as if it didn't hear it.

"Fuck, it's over, it's over, this f*cking Zhuxian sword has become a master!"

"By the way, who created this small world to be able to make the magic weapon go out of control?"

"It was hard for me to ask Master Tongtian for the Zhuxian sword!"

"If he just slipped away like this, wouldn't this special cat lose a lot of money?"

At this time, Liu Ming really regretted coming here from the bottom of his heart.

If time could be turned back, Liu Ming would never come to Buzhou Mountain to try his luck.

Even if there is a top-grade spirit treasure, Liu Ming will not come.

He didn't get this magic weapon, but in the end, he lost the Zhu Xian Sword.

This is simply not worth the candle!

However, Liu Ming has nothing to do right now.

He had no choice but to chase in the direction Zhu Xianjian left.

Whether this small world is big or small, Liu Ming still doesn't believe that he can't recover the Zhuxian Sword.

What's more, there is a powerful barrier outside this small world.

Liu Ming didn't need to worry about Zhu Xianjian leaving here.

In the small world, one person, one sword, roams among them.

It was not until several hours later that the speed of Zhu Xianjian slowed down a lot.

As if he was afraid that Liu Ming would not catch up, so he deliberately waited.

Looking at the Jade Sword hanging in the void in front of him, Liu Ming scolded out of breath, "Damn it, Jade Sword, what's your situation?"

Buzz!
Immortal Execution Sword ignored Liu Ming, but turned towards the entrance of the cave in front of him, making low humming sounds.

Afterwards, it moved towards Liu Ming's direction and fluctuated slightly a few times.

As if to let Liu Ming enter.

"Huh? You mean there's something in here?"

Buzz!
The Zhuxian sword hanging in the void vibrated up and down a few times.

"Fuck, this Zhu Xian sword can't really become a spirit?"

"I will find the treasure by myself!"

Now, Liu Ming didn't care about studying the Zhuxian Sword, and walked directly towards the entrance of the cave in front of him.

Looking at the dark road ahead.

Holding the Immortal Execution Sword in hand, Liu Ming moved forward cautiously.

I am afraid that some monster will jump out halfway, and I will take advantage of it by surprise and attack myself.

After a few breaths of time.

Liu Ming walked around for several hours, and finally, not far away, a ray of light shone in.

Seeing this, don't guess, Liu Ming also knows that the exit is coming soon.

I saw Liu Ming's cautious steps, but then he walked with strides.

With the Zhuxian Sword in hand, if you ask Hong Huang, Liu Ming really has nothing to fear.

Even if the saint came, Liu Ming was confident that he could resist it for a while.

What's more, there is a powerful enchantment outside this small world.

Whether the prehistoric sage can come in is a question.

Looking at the narrow hole, Liu Ming guessed in his heart: "Is there any paradise here?"

With a speculative mood, Liu Ming walked out towards the hole in front of him.

"Mist grass, this...isn't it true?"

"This... is this Sanguang Shenshui?"

"There is also the innate breath soil?"

"...!"

Liu Ming, who stepped out of the cave, was completely dumbfounded when he saw the scene in front of him.

No wonder the things outside are all rubbish.

All the good things are hidden here by the snow.

Looking around, this small cave is full of all kinds of treasures.

Especially the pool of Sanguang Shenshui in front of him made Liu Ming wonder if he was dreaming?

(End of this chapter)