Doomsday Pavilion

(Thanks to the Lord Moe for waiting for the kiss for the 10,000 starting currency to give a reward, okay, technically speaking, there are already two Moe Lord titles on the body for the kiss.)

Leng Han learned of Lin Chou's whereabouts from Wu Ke, parked the car in the courtyard of the Xiaoguan, and entered Zu Mountain alone.

How easy is it to find someone in the vast ancestral mountains-of course, the premise must be that the person you are looking for is in the stage of unlimited cramps.

Leng Han followed the sound and turned around a raised hill.

As if the ancient giant beasts were raging in the mountains, the ground under their feet trembled crazily, and the whole hill was enveloped with a loud noise and dust.

"Lin Chou!"

"..."

The roar suddenly stopped,

"It seems... who is calling me?"

Lin Chou, with his gray head and tousled hair, casually pushed away the fallen trees and boulders.

"Hey? Leng Han, why are you here?"

Lin Chou was a little embarrassed, and quickly wiped his face, demeanor, demeanor!

But I found it was useless at all. The whole person was piled up with dust and stone chips, and it was a thick layer of gravel.

"..."

Leng Han didn't say a word, just picked the corner of his mouth.

Several fine gold ribbons floated around her, slowly circulating, making her look like a fairy falling into the world, with golden light shining brightly and extremely holy.

This was intertwined with her stern face, deep pool-like eyes and snow-like aura, Lin Chou was a bit straight-eyed at the time.

"This is, holding money? Gold?"

Lin Chou's pupils became golden, gold, how much are these old ones worth?

"It's not gold, it's fine gold. It has a very high density and weighs hundreds of kilograms in a little bit."

Blast Furnace had such a vision for the ability to control gold, and now it has become a reality from Leng Han.

Lin Chou stepped forward and touched a "streamer", only to find that it really seemed to have a silky texture, very smooth.

Gently pull

"Crack!"

With a shrill sound, Lin Chou looked at the "corpse" in the half of the streamer in his hand, his face extremely embarrassed.

"Ahem, that...I..."

Leng Han stretched out his hand, and the metal on the palm of Lin Chou's palm turned into a thick mist, which automatically floated up and merged with the fracture.

"Great."

Lin Chou raised his thumb, this golden wind and jade dew is really amazing.

"You came to see me..."

Leng Han hesitated,

"I want to try my ability to hold money."

Lin Chou quickly reacted,

——So you are looking for a qualified sandbag, right?

I couldn't help thinking about it, but this happened to be what he needed.

After beating for a long time, the top of the mountain was beaten for a long time, but the effect was not ideal.

Under his power, those mountains, rocks and trees are as fragile as soap bubbles and cannot stand the toss at all.

It is obviously impossible to attempt to control physical power in this way.

So Lin Chou didn't hesitate,

"Shovel!"

The convenient shovel suddenly appeared in his hands,

"bring it on!"

Leng Han's eyes lit up,

"Wow!"

The extremely dense metal streamers quickly merged, and in the blink of an eye they turned into a huge hideous machete.

"Be careful!"

"Be careful!"

The two said in unison.

"boom!"

With every roar, the hills passed like a hurricane, and the rising shock wave erupted like a mushroom cloud. The earth trembled, and the birds, beasts and wolves rushed in panic in the depths of the Zu Mountain.

After a few hours,

"Boom, click!"

A gleam of golden light shot out from the dust and mist, and after hitting the top of a mountain, the fine gold sword slowly turned back and reappeared in Leng Han's hands.

Lin Chou frowned,

"Leng Han, I remember you didn't use a knife?"

How should I say, in the pure power confrontation between the two, there is a feeling that the meaning is still unfinished.

In other words, Leng Han did not fully exert the terrifying weight advantage of the adamantine weapon.

The impact injuries of heavy cold weapons are far more terrifying than cuts and lacerations, especially when it acts on a large alien animal.

"These fine gold may weigh dozens of tons. Under this terrifying weight, whether the weapon has a sharp edge is meaningless. Is there any difference between cutting and cutting? No, I think you should use it. Turn it into a blunt weapon, or the lock blade you have used before, to maximize the power of this weight."

Leng Han blushed,

"I... can't control them well, the lock blades turned out are very ugly."

The lock blade structure Leng Han is used to is very complicated. In addition to several metal woven whips, it is also decorated with various sharp thorns, long and short knives and stabbing guns. Maybe she needs a long time to practice to be flexible. Master the ability of Jinfeng Yulu.

Lin Chou was staggered, and sure enough, no matter how violent, she was still a woman.

"Then change to a stick, either mace or page hammer...Bah..."

Speaking of page hammers, Lin Chou couldn't help but sipped himself. This mouth was really cheap.

...

The roar in the depths of Zu Mountain did not stop until the early morning of the third day. Half of the mountain range disappeared completely, and the surrounding area 20 kilometers in diameter was in ruins. It was even more level than the ground that thundercloud bombs plowed over, and it was basically impossible to find. Produce a piece of gravel and sawdust larger than a duck egg.

Lin Chou couldn't help squeezing his fists. This feeling of regaining control of the body was really good.

Looking at each other's embarrassed appearance, Lin Chou smiled.

"Find a place and take a break."

Leng Han nodded.

Leaving the area completely demolished by the two of them, they found a relatively clean water pool, rinsed them briefly, and threw their heads on the grass.

Lin Chou wailed,

"Hoo.... Tired! So hungry!"

Although Leng Han didn't speak, his cold eyes were more effective than any words.

For a cook, that was the look in his eyes that made him extremely ashamed.

Just kidding, this handsome man who is going to be the god of cook in the last days will make guests hungry?

Lin Chou immediately refreshed his spirits and went into the woods without a word.

Leng Han raised his eyebrows slightly and frowned again as he watched the embarrassed look of his shadow reflected in the pool.

"Well, it should take a while, right?"

...

In the sound of the rumble of the mountain just now, any creature with a brain bigger than a mung bean will instinctively choose to flee. The entire hillside is full of vegetation, but there is no sound. Even the insects disappeared. They wanted to find some food. Has shrunk severely.

Lin Chou scratched his head, a little melancholy.

Then he slapped his forehead. Oops, where is Lao Tzu's pot??

In the end, Lin Chou saw the poor cast iron pot outside the demolition area. God knows how many levels of "lucky" this pot was ordered, but it is still intact.

It's just a few pieces deflated, and its shape is a bit horrible. To say it's a pot is indeed a bit counterintuitive.

After putting away the pot, Lin Chou walked up the mountain. The trees in the Ancestral Mountains are rich in products and can fill their stomachs to make food. Not only birds and animals, but also various plants.

The choices that nature gives to mankind have always been more than one.