"Hiss..." Fang Zong immediately lost his composure.
Like the Soul Slave Fragments, the Iron Crystal Fragments are made by combining three pieces into one. The green Iron Crystal Fragment in my hand is nothing, but there are still two enormous bronze gates before me!
No, it should be called a crystal gate.
No wonder it's so hard! The two bronze doors of the Prince Ning's palace are really made of solid pieces of green iron crystal!
"Can I just move out?" Fang Zong's eyes lit up as he stared at the door.
Ninth Sister felt that Fang Zong was incredibly lucky and shook her head, saying, "Moving it away is useless. It's been too long, and the fragments inside are of varying quality. We have to break them up to synthesize equipment."
"Alright!" Fang Zong immediately turned around and said to Xue Nuo, "Give me a few more knives!"
Green iron crystal fragments, smashing the gate will cause green iron crystal fragments to explode.
Three fragments can be combined to form one green iron crystal. Fifteen green iron crystals can be combined to create a piece of green equipment!
Fang Zong really liked the old blank sword; it was very sharp and hard. But now, it was likely a more advanced one, and a complete set of equipment was right in front of him!
"Bang!"
"Dingdang, congratulations Summoner on your incredible luck! You've found an Iron Crystal Fragment (Green)!"
"Bang!"
"Double kill! Congratulations to the summoner for having such a lucky streak! You've found an Iron Crystal Shard (Green)!"
"Bang!"
"Triblekill! Congratulations to the Summoner for a triple kill! You've picked up two Iron Crystal Shards (Green)!"
………………
I don't know how many iron crystal fragments they got, but I saw that the cracks in the bronze gate were getting bigger and bigger. Looking in from the outside, it was pitch black inside, and I couldn't see any clear shadows.
But Fang Zong felt as if he were looking at a huge treasure!
A treasure even larger than a sunken ship in the deep sea!
This Prince Ning of Southern Tang, his gate is made of green iron crystal, what treasures await him inside?
How many terrifying abilities and powerful strengths can one obtain from Prince Ning?
Although according to Zhao Changle's description of Prince Ning, Prince Ning was a malevolent zombie born from the Nine Sons Hanging Coffin, and he couldn't be versed in medical skills, Prince Ning was definitely the strangest ghost he had ever encountered. Shining with golden light, without a doubt!
"Kill kill kill! Eight-kill streak, that's powerful! Congratulations, host, your luck has exploded! You've picked up eight iron crystal fragments (green)!"
As the number of explosions increased, the bronze gate deteriorated even faster, and Fang Zong collected more and more fragments.
Suddenly, the door made a whooshing sound, as if a dark wind was blowing from the deep passageway, howling like ghosts and wolves, making people tremble with fear!
With a loud 'bang,' the door burst open from the inside, and a tall figure, like a tank, charged forward, punching Fang Zong in the chest.
The sound of bones breaking cracked rang out, and Fang Zong flew backward for dozens of meters. When he landed after crossing the Kuiyin River, his body was covered with dense cracks!
The level nine copper skin ability was actually shattered by a single punch from the approaching figure!
Fang Zong felt as if a huge shock, starting from his heart, exploded throughout his body, tormenting his nerves and transmitting pain. His entire body felt as if it were being torn apart by excruciating pain.
His chest was visibly dented, and his skin was cracking all over his body.
The feeling of witnessing yourself being maimed is extremely unpleasant and distressing. What's even more terrifying is the intense pain, which makes life worse than death, pushing you to the brink of collapse from excruciating agony.
But then... "Dingdang, congratulations to the summoner for being attacked by the Nine Sons Hanging Coffin Ning King, and for getting the Impact Technique +1."
"Point it at the derailment and impact," Fang Zong thought to himself.
"Dingdang, the derailment and impact have escalated to the third level of the Dharma."
In that instant, the pain throughout his body seemed to vanish as if it had never existed, replaced by a surge of violent power.
His shoulders were broader and his bones were finer. There was an explosive sense of fullness surging within his body, as if he could split mountains and stop rivers at any moment, break through the sky and fly into the heavens, and be unstoppable by anything!
"Hmm?" The other party stopped at the door; it was a middle-aged man dressed in fine clothes.
The man was tall and broad-shouldered, with three long strands of beard fluttering in the wind. He exuded an air of authority and power.
He looked at his fist in surprise, then looked at Fang Zong.
"Pfft!" Fang Zong bit his inner lip, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He then collapsed to the ground in extreme pain, stubbornly trying to get up.
"Fang Zong!"
"You bastard, how dare you hit my teammate!"
Li Xiaoran quickly jumped over, helped Fang Zong up, and stuffed all sorts of fragrant medicines into Fang Zong's mouth as if they were free.
Xue Nuo drew two crescent-shaped scimitars, focusing intently on the elegantly dressed man across the Kuiyin River.
“As expected,” Prince Ning strolled over, nonchalantly crossing the Kuiyin River, and stood opposite Fang Zong and the other two: “Your method has a restraining effect on ghost energy and can reduce my power, but if I use brute force, I can still kill you.”
"Ouch!" Fang Zong's lips twitched, as if he was really in pain.
Ninth Sister stared blankly at Fang Zong, then suddenly, "Pfft!" Her conjured face burst into laughter, "Haha, he said he could beat you to death with his fists? Hahahaha, he beat you to death with his fists? I'm dying of laughter, I can't take it anymore! Summoner, remember to bury 100,000 game discs with me!"
"Damn, that really hurts!" Fang Zong thought bitterly to himself. "This guy is almost a 'skill' level ghost. Neither Li Xiaoran nor Xue Nuo could withstand a hit from him. If he uses a weapon, I can't withstand a single blow from his brute force either."
Kill him with your fists? That's a joke. To him, Prince Ning is just a corpse. How can a corpse be killed with fists?
Using weapons changes everything!
"Go! Run!" Fang Zong suddenly shouted weakly.
Li Xiaoran also saw how terrifying the Prince of Ning was. He forcibly suppressed his fighting spirit, grabbed Fang Zong, and left. Xue Nuo swiftly threw out the kitchen knife from under her beige trench coat, and the explosions roared one after another, creating a thick cloud of smoke.
"Run! Run! We can't beat them!" Xue Nuo slipped to Li Xiaoran's side, grabbed Fang Zong's other arm, and ran off with her little feet swinging.
But then... "Boom!" The dust in front of them roared like a giant dragon in the wind of the fist, stabbing fiercely downwards!
Prince Ning had already blocked their way, throwing a punch in mid-air: "Trying to leave? I told you, anyone who interrupts my closed-door breakthrough will suffer a fate worse than death..."
Li Xiaoran took a step forward with a cold expression, her eight arms unfurling with a whoosh, and a chilling aura emanated from her in all directions.
The collision of hot and cold air caused the surrounding temperature to drop by at least ten degrees Celsius, and a ring of condensed mist coalesced into a circle, transforming into sharp, icy blade energy.
The ethereal beauty of the scene makes one feel as if they are in a fairyland, yet it is filled with a profound killing intent akin to the destruction of the moon and the sinking of stars.
Just as Li Xiaoran was about to clash with Prince Ning, Fang Zong suddenly turned sideways and pulled Li Xiaoran behind him.
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