As soon as he got close to the golden beam, the body of the little bald head was naturally attracted to it, as if a meteorite fell from the sky, and there was a gravitational force that naturally attracted the meteorite to the ground.

But this speed is very slow, not like a meteorite landing, forming a strong heat and a huge impact, so the little bald head was introduced into the golden sphere after an hour in this endless void.

Through the thick golden clouds, the little bald head was stunned by the scene in front of him, and what appeared in front of him was a huge palace, the style of the building was like the palace of the ancient Qin Shi Huang. However, some are as high as today's high-rise buildings, while others are as low as today's woolen houses. But without exception, they were joined together to form a mountain-like building.

Outside, on the vast grassland, some cattle and horses can be vaguely seen galloping.

"What the hell is this?" was the little bald head's last thoughts.

The next moment, a huge gravitational force accelerated the speed of his fall, and his entire body was attracted to the uneven mountain-like palace.

"Bang!" the little bald head was smashed on the roof of the palace. A herringbone hole and a hollow ground are formed.

Two hours passed, and the little bald head covered his head dizzily and struggled to get up from the ground, and he felt that his whole body was about to fall apart.

"Which guy designed this landing method in the first place, it's too bad, my head. The little bald head thought for a while, and the boring trivia began to scan again.

I saw that the surrounding environment looked a little dilapidated, and everywhere was full of dust, as if no one had cleaned it for a long time.

But there was only one door in front of me that led straight to the outside.

Subconsciously thinking of his mission, the little bald head stood up, moved his muscles and bones, took out Sister Lian who was hidden in the pagoda, and walked out of the house slowly and cautiously.

I saw a larger room appear in front of the little bald head, surrounded by quaint and old decorations. There is not a single bit of furniture.

However, it is worth noting that there are hundreds of statues of metal armor stomachs in the middle of the road.

At the end of the room, there is a U-shaped arched staircase leading straight to the top.

Seeing that there was no danger, the little bald head strode to the stairs, wanting to move on.

But a feeling suddenly came out of the bottom of my heart, and the little bald head suddenly retreated.

I saw that where he had been standing, a silver arrow was stuck there. Seeing this, the little bald head couldn't help but congratulate himself on his instantaneous reaction just now.

After thinking about all this, the little bald head stared at the place where the arrow came from. I saw a statue holding a bow and arrow there to shoot an arrow, apparently the arrow just now was sent by him.

"Whoever enters this room will be killed!" all the statues had golden eyes in their eyes, and they all turned their heads to stare at the little bald head, and shouted in unison.

Seeing this strange situation, the little bald head thought of a long-lost secret art "puppet technique". It is a special technology that forms mechanisms by refining metals and other substances, and then produces actions. However, due to the complexity and the fact that Gong Zizhen was back then, this technique has disappeared for a long time.

But according to the original records, the little bald head still knew that this kind of puppet technique was practiced to the strongest level, which was enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, and it was only a matter of blink of an eye to destroy a city.

Subconsciously, the little bald head surged in the Adam's apple, and a feeling of fear was derived by itself.

But in the face of this situation of only advancing and not retreating, the little bald head can only fight.

The little bald head lifted the meritorious Zen staff and rushed over like a tiger entering the forest, completely ignoring the fear in his heart.

Seeing the little bald head rushing over, the statues also moved their steps without sparing, and there was no sense of sluggishness in their movements. It's like a living person.

A statue with a sword in hand was the first to rush to the front. With a wave of his big hand, a golden sword rushed towards the little bald head.

"It's too weak!" the little bald head roared, and the merit Zen staff in his hand was swept over, instantly smashing the oncoming sword rays.

The statue's movements also stalled after making a move, and the little bald head saw this and secretly said, "Good opportunity!" and suddenly attacked the statue.

And the statue that looked mighty felt very fragile at this time, as if glass was shattered to the ground by the little bald head in the blink of an eye.

"The texture is so crisp, it seems that this level is not very difficult. The little bald head thought with joy in his heart.

But this feeling was quickly regretted by the little bald head, because he found that the oncoming attack instantly became ferocious, and dozens of attacks came in a row, even the little bald head felt a struggle.

In this way, the battle lasted for a quarter of an hour, and the little bald head did not kill any of them except for the sword-wielding statue that he had killed at the beginning, because those statues seemed to know the art of war, and kept a certain distance from the little bald head.

And when the little bald head was about to approach, several statues with shields rushed up and blocked the little bald head. made the little bald head depressed for a while.

"Damn, it can't go on like this, if I fight like this, my true spirit has been reduced by two percent, in this way, I was not killed by them, I was consumed by them first. The little bald head thought secretly.

But at this moment of distraction, a flash of light suddenly came from behind the little bald head.

"Not good!" the little bald head was cold behind him, and for a moment he felt that his whole back was creepy. When he dodged away, he found that a neat crack had been cut in the back of his black suit. Among them, his skin was directly cut, and a trace of blood began to flow out slowly.

Seeing this situation, the little bald head had to raise the spirit of 12 points and continue to fight, not daring to be negligent again. Otherwise, it won't be his clothes that will be damaged, but his head.

But the two sides are still holding high, and the little bald head does not see any hope of victory.

"This first level is too difficult. "This is the little bald head, summed up in the last thoughts.

In this way, the battle lasted for two hours, and the little bald head was able to kill five statues, and the other statues continued to compete with him intact, as if the power contained in them could not be used up.

"You're stupid enough to put what you learned in school into practice? Suddenly in the mind of the little bald head