I Am the Fifth of the Four Demon Kings

Chapter 85

"But I didn't expect that I could really see a replica of the goddess's ladder."

Lu Ming felt his chin and thought.

It only existed in legends in their time, let alone imitations. The principle is not clear.

However, since the family tomb can use this thing, it means that their age is more distant than that of Lu Ming, and closer to the age of goddess, at least for more than 10000 years.

"The demons over 10000 years old."

Lu Ming turns back and looks at the black coffin in front of him, a little disappointed in his heart.

In this way, the demon king served by the ancestors of this demon family must not be himself, or even anyone he knew.

But I think so. After all, they are all the ancestors of a demon family. They could not have been born in Lu Ming's time.

"Here, brave man!"

While he was still thinking, the saint did not know when she had passed him. She came to a platform and waved to him.

"Well?"

Lu Ming immediately returned to his senses and saw that the saint picked up the humble leather bag in her hand. Surprisingly, the leather bag was still spotless after at least ten thousand years of existence.

It's obvious that the virgin found something.

"This bag is strange."

The saint pulled the edge of the bag curiously, and found that it had good toughness. After stretching, it was restored well without leaving any trace on it.

"This is dragon skin."

Lu Ming just looked at it and made a conclusion. He didn't even deal with it.

"Dragon skin?"

The Virgin was obviously a little surprised. She felt that after she came to the tomb this time, she would use up all her life's surprise.

This kind of creature, the dragon, no longer exists in modern times. It only exists in legends. It is said that the dragon people with pure blood have at least 600 levels. Now it is just like a God.

Modern people don't have any idea about high-level creatures. They even think that the goddess is only five or six hundred at most.

However, Lu Ming did not explain anything to the saint. He just took the leather bag in her hand and added:

"It's probably a pure dragon. This bag can defend all magic below level 400 at least."

After all, the dragon is a mythical creature in her mind, so it's right to be so powerful.

Lu Ming said that he poured out the things in the bag. There was a small space in it, so he could store a lot of things.

But the space is not small. There are only a few things in it.

But when she saw these things, she couldn't move her eyes

"Unexpectedly, there are so many fruits of experience!"

That's right. What was poured out of the bag were basically small fruits of experience. There were five or six of them, all of which were dumped by Lu Ming in his own hands.

Seeing this, Lu Ming was a little surprised, but then he was relieved.

The fruit of experience has gradually become less and less with the development of the times. Can't you see that the fruit of experience has not been produced in modern times, and can only be found in tombs?

The same is true in ancient times. The fruits of experience 10000 years ago are much more than those 5000 years ago when the ancient times were about to end.

"What is this purple ball?"

But soon, in a small pile of experience fruit, the saint found two other things, lavender, crystal clear ball, which she had never seen before.

"It's a universal antidote."

Lu Ming took a look and recognized the origin of this thing.

It also has a great effect, that is, no matter what kind of poison can be removed.

Although this thing has long been extinct in modern times, there are still many in ancient times. However, because of their demon constitution, they can't use it at all. There are a lot of piles in his demon castle, which have never been moved.

"It's amazing..."

Saint has issued a sincere praise, feel that their existence, but also less than such a small fruit.

"Do you want it? It's for you. "

Lu Ming put all these fruits back in the bag. He felt that they were useless to him. He might as well give them to the saint.

"No, No."

Unexpectedly, the virgin waved her hand quickly and told him with embarrassment:

"Brave man, you gave me a fruit. Hill is satisfied with it. Hill can't accept the rest."

Although we don't know how much we owe to the brave, the virgin will be embarrassed if she is given too much. After all, she is a saint who exists as a almsgiving person. How can she have the cheek to get so many things from the brave.

"Is that so?"

Lu Ming nodded. He was embarrassed to see the saint. He didn't force her.

In a word, these things are also useful to Anya and her family, but they can be given to them by themselves.

As for Anta, Lu Ming did not think about it at all. He had to adapt to the new strength for a long time because of his high level. It was better to cultivate himself slowly.

It is only appropriate to take experience fruit when the level is low and the strength span is small. It doesn't take too much time to adjust yourself.

As for Lu Ming, he has to eat. After all, there is no other way to upgrade.

The rest of the things on the table have all rotted away. It seems that there are no good things. After all, they can't stand the erosion of time.

"Let's open the coffin and have a look."

Seeing that there was nothing good nearby, Lu Ming simply said to the saint. While the saint nodded and followed him, Lu Ming turned and opened the coffin lid beside him.

With a click, Lu Ming could hardly open the heavy lid if it wasn't for his high level.

Then, under the nervous expression of the saint, a dignified old man came into their eyes.

The old man's eyes were closed, and the muscles below his neck were well developed. He looked quite like the old demons.

"The end of fiels' five generals"

On the top of the old man's head, there is a sign carved with 11 big characters. On the bottom of the sign, there is the old man's name Nadal in small characters.

"It seems that the strength of the demon clan 10000 years ago is not so good."

Seeing the old man's body and the sign, Lu Ming couldn't help muttering.

The old man's level is less than 700, not to mention his four generals, even in his 16 magic generals, which is medium strength.

After all, in ancient times, the level of power did not degenerate. Lu Ming's demon army was an army that integrated the strong of all ethnic groups. Of course, it was much stronger than the demon army of other ages.

On one side of the saint, she was staring blankly at Lu Ming who was thinking.

Different from Lu Ming, the saint's level is very low, so we can't see through the strength of the old man in front of us.

Not to mention the old man, even the lowest level 200 demon corpse in the tomb, she can't see the level.