I, the poor monk Tang San, buried the sky, buried the earth, buried all living beings

Hasgart sneered, but before he could say anything, he heard a voice suddenly coming from behind him.

"Long time no see, Haas!"

Hasgart was startled, and suddenly looked back, frowning slightly.

A handsome bald man in a monk's robe stood in the air, looking at him with a smile.

"Shi Jingmo?"

Hasgard suddenly realized, "Why do you look like this? You said it's been a while, that's really strange, didn't we just meet three days ago?"

"It feels like a lifetime ago, isn't it? It's just been a while since we last met," Shi Jingmo said with a witty smile. "Now I'm a Buddhist disciple. Shi Jingmo is my Dharma name. I think you can discard that title of Holy and Brave Lord. Hasgart is a more fitting name for your character!"

Hasgart's expression gradually grew colder, and he said in a deep voice, "You betrayed the Lord?"

"I just stayed true to my original intention. How can I say that I'm betraying you?"

Shi Jingmo clasped his hands together and smiled calmly, "Besides, even as the guardian of the twelve zodiac signs, I only guard one master, the goddess, and this master... I'm sorry, according to my master, I don't have any sense of belonging!"

Hasgard's brows relaxed, and he smiled bitterly. "I had long suspected that you would break free from his control, but I didn't expect it to happen so quickly. To be honest, I envy you... However, if you want to revive the goddess, you must rely on the power of the Lord, so..."

"I know, I know, so we are bound to be in opposition, this is unchangeable!"

Shi Jingmo laughed and said, "So, the two of us came here just to hold you back!"

It is better to play openly than secretly. Hasgart is not a fool. As long as the two of them fight him for a long time, he will definitely notice something. It is better to reveal the cards now, which can make him feel afraid. This was discussed at the beginning!

"That's fair and square!" Hasgart clashed his fists together, making a sound like a bronze bell. "Then let's fight!"

hum!

The tremendous energy exploded and spread out. Shi Jingmo rushed forward with a calm face, and the three-pointed, double-edged sword in Yang Jian's hand turned into a streak of light. The three of them suddenly collided with each other, and the terrifying power suddenly erupted, making the entire battlefield like hell.

The wind was blowing hard and the energy was overflowing. The guys on the ground who looked like Spartan warriors were blown to and fro.

But this could not stop their actions. These guys held swords in their right hands and round shields in their left hands. The one in the lead, who had a big beard, charged towards the monk who was rushing towards them.

boom!

Tang Ku was shocked and was knocked back more than ten steps.

"This guy's power is so weird!"

The system was activated, and the combat power of the guy opposite showed a very strange state.

智25、力83、技31、敏24、速16、御17

"This power is too unbalanced... and that red number about power... what the hell does that mean!"

Tang Ku looked at the fighting power of the man in front of him in shock, and was a little confused for a moment.

"My name is Spartacus, and I'll be known to all who come!"

The soldier opposite roared.

"Okay, I understand why this guy's fighting power is so unbalanced!"

Tang Ku curled his lips.

Spartacus, the most famous gladiator in Roman history, it is normal that his attributes are unbalanced, because in many literary works, he is a fearless berserker, and the red attribute of 83 strength means that he should be in a state of rampage, with doubled strength.

"This is another trick of their master. It is absolutely impossible for an ordinary person to possess this level of power!"

Tang Ku waved his fist and rushed towards Spartacus, and the slave soldiers beside him also surrounded Tang Ku.

The intensity of the battle on the ground was no less than the fight between the three men in the sky. Tang Ku, however, was content to accept it, because in his opinion, these guys were all strong opponents. As for Spartacus, he had good defenses. As long as he didn't fall for his moves, there wouldn't be much of a problem.

At this moment, Nezha had transformed into a red light and appeared at the belly of the Flaming Mountain. There, apart from a bronze gate, there was nothing. At this moment, the bronze gate was directly opened, and it seemed that there was no one inside.

"This is... too easy!"

Nezha walked into the bronze gate with a swagger and moved forward without encountering any obstacles. When he saw the words "treasure house" written in immortal language, he was startled and understood why Shi Jingmo wanted him to practice archery.

The huge treasure house in front of us seemed like a huge cube carved out of a whole piece of iron, and its edges were as long as sixty or seventy meters.

There was indeed a separate gate directly opposite, and on that pitch-black gate, there was only a hole as big as a human eyeball.

Nezha instantly recalled the method of opening the door that Shi Jingmo had told him.

"There's a hole in the treasury. You need to stand in a specific position and shoot the hole with a bow and arrow to open the first line of defense. But there's a problem. The moment the arrow passes through, the hole will be sealed again. However, there's a red button on the innermost wall directly opposite the hole. That's the real switch to open the door.

In order to open the mechanism, you have to shoot arrows in succession. When the first arrow passes through the hole, the other arrow must follow. In other words, the two arrows need to pass through the hole at the same time, but the latter arrow must hit the mechanism on the wall first. Both must be completed almost at the same time, and the error cannot exceed half a second. Only in this way can the door to the treasure house be opened!

Don't even think about using force to open the treasury, because once a destructive external force hits the treasury, it will activate its self-destruct sequence, and all the magic weapons will be burned, refined into useless scrap metal by the inexhaustible heavenly fire! "

Nezha scratched his head and smiled bitterly: "Why do I feel that this hope is so slim? If I don't use weapons, wouldn't it be great to just practice this bow and arrow technique? If I have this skill, will I still need other magic weapons?"

Directly opposite the treasury, a hundred meters away, there is a protruding stone with runes engraved on it that Nezha cannot understand.

"This is it!"

With a helpless sigh, he had no choice but to stand on the cylindrical stone. Suddenly, the rune shone with purple light, enveloping him.

He bent his bow and put two arrows on the bowstring at the same time. Just as he was about to exert force, he suddenly remembered another warning that Shi Jingmo had given him.

"You only have one chance. If you fail, the treasure house will be destroyed. So, remember to succeed at once!"

Nezha couldn't help but take a deep breath, calm himself down, and then took out another arrow from the quiver. The three arrows were shining brightly!