Lu Li looked panicked on the surface, but in fact he was secretly sizing up the sharp-faced old man. When he found that the other man was only at the middle stage of perfect cultivation, he felt relieved.
He said tremblingly, "Senior, spare your life, I, I am willing to hand over the treasure."
"Hehe, okay, I guess you know the truth!"
The sharp-faced old man looked condescending and stretched out his hand, "Bring it here. If you dare to hide it privately, don't blame me for being ruthless. My methods..."
call--
However, before the old man finished speaking, Lu Li suddenly disappeared in front of him.
The old man looked horrified, and hurriedly waved his hand, and an earthy yellow shield instantly enveloped him.
Almost at the same time, a golden snake suddenly flew out of the void in front of the old man and hit the newly formed shield with a snap.
In the blink of an eye, the shield turned into a cloud of yellow mist with a click.
The golden snake drove straight in and hit the old man's chest with a bang. The old man was immediately thrown back like a kite with a broken string.
Lu Li snorted coldly, appeared from the void, stepped on the ground, and leaned forward like a gangrene attached to the bone. He raised his hand and punched mercilessly: "Shake the mountain!"
puff!
As the golden light shone, a dull sound of body breaking was heard, and the bloody fist penetrated the old man's back like a broken bamboo.
Lu Li raised his foot and kicked the old man on the abdomen. At the same time, he withdrew his fist and flicked it. The blood on his hand immediately disappeared. He stood in front of the old man like a demon, staring quietly and not immediately The exhausted old man asked, "How?"
The old man's face was full of regret and fear, and he raised his hand with difficulty, "You... are so cruel!"
Then he fell to the ground helplessly, dying with his eyes open!
"That's it?"
Lu Li shook his head, walked up and searched the corpse, dug out a storage bag, used the Blood Soul Flag to dispose of the corpse, and then burned the corpse completely.
The old man's storage bag didn't have any good stuff, and there weren't many spiritual stones. There were only 30,000 low-grade spiritual stones, but fortunately, there were still standard flying magic weapons for the old foundation-building period.
It was a medium-grade cyan thin sword. After Lu Li shed his blood and recognized its owner, he wandered through the forest for a while before he sacrificed it and flew towards the east...
At this time, there were still many monks who had not left in the jungles of the peaks of Tianqiong Mountain, and there were even some monks who had arrived late and gathered here. I heard that someone had entered the Tomb of the Sword God, and I couldn't help but think carefully.
Their thoughts were concentrated in the center of the floating earth bag. Although their cultivation level was too low to see such a long distance, they could still find someone flying out of the earth bag.
However, so far, except for those who have gained nothing, no one seems to have left the Tomb of the Sword God.
But right now.
A blurry shadow, accompanied by a sword cry, suddenly sounded near a lake somewhere, and then flew towards the center of the earth bag.
As the sound of breaking through the air became louder and louder, in front of the stone monument, Ye Yunsheng and his party, who were closing their eyes to rest, also opened their eyes. After staring at them, they couldn't help but reveal a look of doubt.
The person who came was a young man wearing the standard gown of Shenjian Pavilion. He swooped down and came to Ye Yunsheng and his party. The sword circled around him and then disappeared.
The young man bowed and saluted, "Disciple has met the headmaster, master, and elders."
The young man was Luo Yanghua, the third core disciple of Shenjian Pavilion who came out of the lake.
Ye Yunsheng frowned and looked a little unhappy. He stood up and asked, "Were you eliminated too?"
Luo Yanghua shook his head, "Headmaster Qi, the juniors came to the end, but unfortunately they were unlucky and did not get the inheritance..."
"bad luck?"
"That's right, then the last level..."
Luo Yanghua gave an overview of the situation inside, and then quietly waited for Ye Yunsheng to say something.
After Ye Yunsheng and others listened, they immediately looked at each other: This last level is actually about luck?
Suddenly, the second elder Qi Jiangming seemed to have thought of something, and his expression was shocked, "According to Yang Hua, aren't there three more people who have reached the final level? Then these three people..."
The third elder turned his eyes and said with some meaning, "Master, the tomb of the Sword God should belong to our Divine Sword Pavilion, and the inheritance inside must be extraordinary. Please teach me..."
How could Ye Yunsheng not know what the other party meant? He thought for a while and said, "Senior Brother Qi, the three of you surrounded the Black Lake in three directions. Qin Yu, Luo Yanghua, and Cheng Caiyun, you three will assist in the search, and wait until those three people leave. Black Lake, take it with you..."
Click click click......
Before Ye Yunsheng finished speaking, there was a sudden crackling sound on the ground beneath his feet, and cracks began to appear on the towering stone tablet, as if it would soon fall into pieces.
Seeing this scene, Ye Yunsheng's expression suddenly changed, "Leave here immediately!"
As he spoke, he soared into the sky instantly.
Several other people were shocked when they saw this. They either wielded swords or directly took to the air and flew up without hesitation.
In the distance, Li Shushu and Yu Wenshu looked at each other and flew towards the nearby mountain peak at the same time...
Bang!
Suddenly, there was an explosion!
That huge dirt bag suddenly exploded like a burst balloon! Powerful energy swept around like a tide, and everyone who had no time to prepare was swept away, including Ye Yunsheng!
So fierce and terrifying!
Along with the strong wind, the black water in the lake was also shot into the sky. Two figures, one red and one white, were mixed in the huge waves and shot towards the nearby mountain peaks.
"Susu!"
The sharp-eyed Li Shushu saw his sister at a glance, hurriedly got up from the ground, stretched out his body, and flew towards the woman in the white dress.
On the other side, Ye Yunsheng also moved a little faster, flew up to the top of the waves like lightning, and caught the man in red robes.
Yu Wenwen covered his chest with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. Seeing this scene, he suddenly felt a little worried.
After a moment of hesitation, he suddenly spread his right hand, and the golden Bagua formed by a round of condensed true energy suddenly bloomed in his hand. Yu Wenwen pressed the fingers of his left hand together, forced out a drop of blood and pointed at the Bagua: "Where is the innate? The day after tomorrow, if you know where you came from, you will know where you are going...!"
Buzz!
Snapped!
However, as soon as he finished speaking, the golden gossip suddenly exploded with a bang. Yu Wenwen looked ugly, "How could this happen!"
He gathered up the Bagua again without believing in evil, murmured something to himself, and once again pointed at the center of the Bagua, "Mysteries are supreme and shocking, and good fortune and misfortunes are hidden in your hands. Give it to me!"
Buzz...In an instant, golden light burst out from the Bagua, and a black shadow emerged from the palm. The black shadow slowly opened its eyes and stared at Yu Wenshu with a look of horror, "Brother, what are you doing?"
Seeing this scene, Yu Wenwen finally calmed down and smiled, "Boss, just hope you're fine. Some small tricks, please tell me your location..."
