The punch of this golden man simply shook the world and blew everything.

With just one punch, the phantom of the twelve golden men who had just summoned Futian to pieces and exploded into pieces. Even the formation in the void burst open with a thunderous sound.

The aftermath of this punch swept across Futian Gang's body like a typhoon passing through.

Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack ~

I saw that there were dense cracks on the surface of Fukuda Takashi's skin, like a spider web.

"You...you...it's impossible...how is this possible...this..." Futian stared at Huang Xiaolong with wide eyes.

Next second

Bang~!

Breaking out.

Futian just burst out directly, but was shocked by the Jin Man's fist wind.

"The Twelve Golden Man is indeed a great killer weapon." Huang Xiaolong nodded slightly. Because the time was too short, Huang Xiaolong had not fully mastered the trick of controlling the Twelve Golden Man at the same time, let alone using his fingers to the Twelve Golden Man as an arm. That is, he could summon a punch from a golden man.

But just one punch was already destroying and sweeping across thousands of troops.

At this time, Futian Gang's soul rushed out of the corpse, staring at Huang Xiaolong with ferocious bloodthirsty, gritting his teeth, as if he was emitting the most vicious curse.

"Hehehe, what are you doing when you stare at me? Okay, tell me all the things you know and what Xu Fu is about." Huang Xiaolong smiled jokingly.

"Don't think about it! Hahaha! Don't want to know about the ancestors! This is impossible!" Futian Takashi's ghost roared. "No one can reveal the secret of the ancestors! Absolutely not!"

"If you don't want toast, you will have no choice but to drink!" Huang Xiaolong's eyes turned cold, and he wanted to forcefully search Futian Gang's memory.

However!

Bang!!!!

With a loud bang, Futian Takashi's soul actually exploded!

"No, right? So cruel?" Huang Xiaolong was speechless.

"No, this Japanese bastard is not self-destructing his soul, but someone has set up a ban in his soul. The function of this ban is that after his death, the soul will explode directly, the soul will scatter, and even ghosts cannot be made... This ban must have been arranged by Xu Fu himself, so that his secret will never be revealed..."

Huang Xiaolong's eyes flashed, "Okay, Xu Fu, it's indeed a peerless and cruel man, ruthless, like a devil. This man stole the fortune of the Great Qin Dynasty, and now he is here to fight the magic weapon of the country. The twelve golden men have the idea of ​​being a scheming and a hero who dominates the world... Okay, fighting with such a person is endless fun."

Thinking of this, Huang Xiaolong was no longer interested in Xu Fu's secrets, because he knew that in the face of absolute strength, all secrets, scheming, scheming, and conspiracy were not worth mentioning!

After punching, the golden man stood still.

Huang Xiaolong went to the general's camp and resurrected the corpse and became corpse soldiers, and directly destroyed it. As a result, hundreds of thousands of corpse soldiers fell down all over the mountains and fields, and the muscles and membranes melted, turning back into dead white skeletons, with a deep breath.

Next, Huang Xiaolong began to draw talismans.

Dozens or hundreds of talismans were drawn in succession and posted them on the twelve golden men.

At this time, Ma Chuxia and others also quickly jumped down from the earthen mountain and ran to Huang Xiaolong's side.

"Master, you are too fierce! Can you control these golden men?" Shirley rolled his eyes and stared at Huang Xiaolong with stars.

Even Meng Zhuang, a Qin man, was confused and at a loss at this moment. "Sir, can control the important weapon of the Qin Dynasty..."

"Hey, I'll get this done first." After posting the talisman, Huang Xiaolong recited a string of ancient and obscure spells.

The talismans covered with twelve golden men were ignited spontaneously.

Then, an incredible scene happened!

The twelve golden men, standing tall and like an ancient giant, began to shrink!

From several feet to several feet, it will be reduced to several feet, and from several feet to several inches!

In the end, it turned into twelve toy models!

Huang Xiaolong bit his finger and gently swung his hand, and a string of blood beads splattered out.

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

Each golden man was covered with a drop of blood from Huang Xiaolong.

The divine light blooms.

"Include me!"

Huang Xiaolong thrust his chest.

Swallows, swish, swish

The twelve infinitely shrinking golden men actually sank into Huang Xiaolong's body, as if they merged with Huang Xiaolong and became part of Huang Xiaolong's body.

"Okay!" A satisfied expression appeared on Huang Xiaolong's face.

This move is not simply taking away the twelve golden men, but...refining them!

Huang Xiaolong used his divine blood to completely refine the twelve golden men and become his own magic weapon!

And hide it inside.

It is impossible for ordinary Taoist priests and sorcerers to refine the twelve gold men, and it is even more impossible for them to integrate the twelve gold men into their bodies. Because the body and spirit of ordinary bodies cannot accommodate the twelve gold men, their body and spirit will be burst.

But isn’t Huang Xiaolong a mortal?

He is the emperor of Yin, and his body is a divine body. He is even more powerful than the Tao body. He can accommodate all rivers and integrate all magical tools!

"So amazing!" Shirley clapped and applauded.

Meng Zhuang felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong, so he murmured. "Sir... This... this is the Daqin's magic weapon... this..."

"What kind of magical artifact is put in the imperial tomb, it is too wasteful. Why don't you lend it to me for a while?" Huang Xiaolong laughed. "Besides, this thing was promised to give to me by the First Emperor."

Upon hearing this, Meng Zhuang didn't dare to say anything more.

At that moment, Huang Xiaolong cleaned the battlefield again and took away the weapons used by the imperial guard leader.

Taia Divine Sword!

One of the top ten famous swords in the Warring States Period!

Huang Xiaolong held the Taia Divine Sword in his hand. This sword was about two feet long, and the sword body was like a pool of autumn water, emitting divine light throughout.

"Good sword." Huang Xiaolong praised.

"Little Dragon, you can call it a good sword by you, that must be a rare magic weapon." Ma Chuxia smiled from the side.

"Here, I tell you, the sword hilt of this sword is made of more than a hundred years of red sandalwood heart. This red sandalwood heart has a great effect on ghost ghosts. In addition, the sword body is made of Taiyi Jinling. Only five hundred kilograms of cold iron under the sea can be extracted into one gram of Taiyi Jinling. I think this sword has about twenty kilograms of cold iron under the sea. How much cold iron under the sea will be consumed? Hahaha~ This kind of sword can be portrayed in it, refined into a flying sword, possesses spirituality, and automatically absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. With a thought, you can kill people thousands of miles away!" Huang Xiaolong said with a smile. "A general sword cannot withstand the formation and will collapse in an instant. It is a real good sword that can accommodate the formation and make it refined into a flying sword."

After saying that, Huang Xiaolong gently touched Ma Chuxia's pretty face, and smiled. "My wife, if you have time, I will help you turn this sword into a flying sword and give it to you for self-defense."

Ma Chuxia smiled sweetly, and her heart felt as sweet as honey.

Feng Hanyan said on the side, "You... can you give me a flying sword too?"

"First, you are not my wife yet, so I can't give it to you. Second, you think this magic weapon that can be used to refine flying swords is a cabbage? I have a scorching sun sword on my hand, and I still want to use it." Huang Xiaolong said with confidence.

The wind, cold smoke is bitter.

Yan Pianpian quickly pulled the wind and cold smoke away and comforted her softly.

"Okay, I've killed all these Japanese miscellaneous creatures who sneaked into the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum." Huang Xiaolong smiled. "What's next?"

While talking, Huang Xiaolong took out a black knife from his arms.

Huang Xiaolong clearly felt that the fluctuations of the black knife were getting stronger and stronger!

"If it is expected, the black knife buried with the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum is getting closer and closer to me..." Huang Xiaolong smiled. "Or, you can wait for me here for a while, and I will get the black knife and come back to meet you."

"Ah Master, I want to go with you." Shirley Bai hurriedly ran to Huang Xiaolong, as if afraid that Huang Xiaolong would not take her to play.

Feng Hanyan and Huang Xiaolong's wives also walked to Huang Xiaolong's side.

Meng Zhuang thought for a while and said, "Please give me some more wall-piercing talismans, so I won't accompany you. The tweet is invincible. I expect that there will be no mechanism traps in the royal tomb, so I can trap you. I am going back and see Qiulian and my brothers."

"Okay." Huang Xiaolong grabbed a handful of wall-through talismans for Meng Zhuang.

Meng Zhuang said goodbye and left, and returned the same way.

"According to what the First Emperor said, the road ahead is indeed a bit dangerous, but it can't help me." Huang Xiaolong laughed as he played with the black knife in his hand. "Wife, let's go and find that black knife!"
Chapter completed!