The Ten Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifact is an important treasure second only to the Law Emperor Armament. It has infinite power and can change the world.
At this moment, the holy power was aroused, making everyone feel like duckweeds in an angry sea, about to be destroyed at any time.
"I didn't expect that old monk to have such a killing move!"
"The bones of the Great Emperor are certainly indestructible, but the Bone Spirit is not as powerful as the Great Sage, and it certainly cannot stop the power of the Ten Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifact."
The Holy King of Kongji and the Golden Horned Half-Dragon looked at each other. They were pleasantly surprised, but also felt frightened.
Fortunately, they had not clashed with Master Yuan Kong before, otherwise they would have died without knowing how.
The three young monks activated the black alms bowls regardless of their lives, and finally trapped the Bone Emperor, making everyone heave a sigh of relief.
However, Master Yuankong had no intention of calling on everyone to take the opportunity to attack the Bone Emperor.
Instead, he quietly picked up Zen Master Jiuhua and headed straight for the stone pagoda gate.
By the time people reacted, they had disappeared.
"Sure enough, there is an ulterior motive."
Su Chen, who had been staring at Master Yuankong and Zen Master Jiuhua, narrowed his eyes and leaned forward to rush towards the stone tower.
"Where to go!"
The sick young man roared and wanted to intercept Su Chen in the air.
"roll!"
Su Chen had no intention of getting entangled with him any longer. The holy fire of Samadhi that had already condensed in his palm erupted and turned into a huge flame palm print that was shot out fiercely.
Boom!
The palm prints exploded, and the holy fire surged.
The sickly young man who had no time to move Gu Ban was unable to resist and was pushed back.
Taking this opportunity, Su Chen teleported to the foot of the stone tower, stepped into it and disappeared.
"Su Chen asked us to hide in the stone tower. Does he think that the Ten Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifact can't deal with the Bone Emperor?"
After receiving Su Chen's message, Long Aotian and others were surprised.
But out of trust in Su Chen, they didn't think much and rushed towards the stone tower at extremely high speed.
"Um?"
At this time, other powerful people from all walks of life also gradually reacted.
"Kill! Don't let any of them escape!"
Also reacting at the same time were the ghost kings.
Without the suppression of the colorful Buddha's light, they took action without any scruples and stopped everyone in an instant.
The war broke out again.
Lan Ji self-destructed several war corpses at once before breaking through the obstruction and rushing into the stone tower with Long Aotian, Zi Yuan and others.
Boom! Boom! Boom...
At this moment, thunderous roars like thunder and war drums exploded.
Under the full force of the Bone King's attack, it actually dispersed a large amount of Buddha's light, causing the black alms bowl to tremble violently, and even the slightest cracks appeared on the surface.
Sensing something bad, Holy King Kongji gritted his teeth, took out a yellowing talisman, and struck it forward.
Boom!
Under a terrifying explosion that was comparable to the power of the Great Sage, several ghost kings were directly wiped out. The Holy King Kongji took the opportunity to rush out.
The golden-horned half-dragon was not to be outdone. After taking a blood-colored elixir, he turned into a dragon directly, and his aura surged to the level of a peak holy king.
Stab!
The golden-horned blood dragon pounced, tearing apart several ghost kings in front of it, and then rushed into the stone tower in one go.
Their men, however, were not so lucky.
Together with Han Li's two strong men from the Cold Light Realm, they were unable to withstand the siege of a large number of ghost kings and perished one by one.
Boom!
Suddenly, the sky exploded, and countless runes flashed.
The black alms bowl is already covered with cracks, and I don't know how long it can last.
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On the first floor of the stone tower, rows of bookshelves are filled with books and jade slips.
However, when Su Chen came in, Master Yuankong and Zen Master Jiuhua were already gone.
"I hope the classics left by the Buddha Emperor will have what I want."
Su Chen waved his hand, and the majestic holy power rolled up all the books on the bookshelf and put them into the storage bag.
Fortunately, there was no restriction in the stone tower on this floor, otherwise Su Chen could only look forward and sigh.
When Lan Ji, Long Aotian and others came in, the place was already empty.
"I don't know if it's Su Chen or Bald Donkey, but he didn't leave anything for this prince!"
Long Aotian looked at the empty space and cursed secretly.
However, they did not stay long and quickly climbed towards the second floor.
"Damn, it's too late!"
The Holy King Kongji who followed closely behind also cursed when he saw this scene.
"They shouldn't have gone far yet, let's go chase them quickly."
After the golden-horned half-dragon came in, he glanced at it and went straight to the second floor.
The second floor of the stone tower is obviously an armory.
On the shelves, there were only a few hundred pieces of magical weapons scattered here and there. There were only a few hundred-pattern sacred weapons, and even less a thousand-pattern sacred weapon.
However, the empty space on the shelf was covered with dust, and it had obviously been taken away long ago.
"It seems that because of the great catastrophe, the treasures here have been distributed early."
Su Chen shook his head, and after collecting the magic weapon soldiers, he went straight to the third floor.
On the third floor, elixirs and illustrations of various elixir recipes are stored, and there is even a medicine garden.
There were very few elixirs left, but Su Chen was very interested in the elixir illustrations, so he collected them all.
As for the medicine garden, there are more than ten herbs scattered here and there, each of them exuding a gleaming luster.
Su Chen's eyes suddenly lit up.
The herbs that can be grown here must be rare treasures from the Rama world, and each one is more than 100,000 years old, and the medicinal effects are even more amazing.
"Forget other things, you don't even care about these precious medicines?"
When he arrived here, Su Chen still didn't see Master Yuankong and Zen Master Jiuhua, so he was a little surprised.
Not for small gains, but for big plans!
Although he didn't know what valuable treasures there were, Su Chen picked off all the herbs and put them away before climbing up to the fourth floor.
There was still no one on the fourth floor, but there were many strange things placed there.
There are rag rolls, strange stones, some carvings, and even calligraphy and paintings... there are so many things to see.
"Is this... a star core?"
Picking up a dark stone and looking at it carefully, Su Chen was overjoyed.
His set of Star Tokens is a legendary artifact. Unfortunately, it has not been activated by the star core and has been sleeping in the storage bag for a long time.
For him, this star core was a timely help.
Although the energy of a star core is completely exhausted and it can only exert a weak power of the artifact, what Su Chen values more is the ancient patterns on the Star Token.
The goddess in white said it was magical power!
However, it requires the star core to activate it before Su Chen can realize it.
"Finally caught up!"
"Su Chen, you are so unreasonable, you just swallowed up the treasure here without waiting for us."
Long Aotian and others finally caught up with Su Chen on the fourth floor, and said angrily: "Don't forget, we are a team and a family!"
"Don't be too close, who is your family?"
Su Chen knew what this guy was thinking, so he couldn't help but glare at him, and then continued: "There are nothing of value on the first three floors, but there are quite a few here. I don't know if you have that discernment."
There are all kinds of strange things here. Except for the star core, Su Chen doesn't recognize most of them, so naturally he doesn't know their effects.
"Tch, what's the point of distinguishing? Let's just divide it up one by one."
Long Aotian said disapprovingly.
But just when everyone was about to divide it up, two more people climbed to the fourth floor. They were the Holy King Kongji and the Golden Horned Half-Dragon.
The scene suddenly became subtle.
