"Back, back!"

Chu Tian pulls Han Feng over and holds the blade tightly in his hand.

The golden corpse slowly raised its head, and the dense gray mist rose in the eyes, which now condensed into the eyes.

With the dead eyes, the golden corpse's body radiates dazzling golden light, and the strong momentum permeates the whole scene for a moment.

Lu Fan and others quickly retreated a few steps, and the golden skeleton opened the distance.

But before he left ten steps away, Lu fan saw that the space behind him was distorted.

The terrible distortion made Lu Fan and others dare not go further.

In the whole hall, there appeared one after another unreal space, like a picture unfolding around.

Suddenly, Lu fan saw the star hall they had just passed, the medicine room where they had taken the medicine, and even the gate when they came in.

Other, there is a room full of small bottles. Lu Fan looks at it and then moves his heart. This is the pill hall, all the pills left by an immortal Qi master. They are classified and placed neatly.

A little, there are more than a thousand bottles.

Looking aside, there are also rooms with magic weapons, rooms full of puppets, and rooms for stacking money.

Every room looks so magnificent. I'm afraid the materials inside are all the best. Such a huge fortune is absolutely worthy of a immortal Qi master. Even the general heaven and earth environment venerable may not have the same family property as here.

Suddenly, Han Feng saw the old bamboo ghost in the room where they were fighting.

Inside, the old bamboo ghost and Yan Qing are all covered with blood. What they are fighting with is a terrible composite array.

Yan Qing had to go all out because of the big array.

The strong vigorous force has the black light visible to the naked eye. Obviously, he has already entered the Yuan Gang realm with half his foot.

Vigorous strength coagulates color, which is the ability of the martial artists in Yuan Gang territory. The light black indicates that Han Feng's cultivation in martial arts focuses on both destruction and darkness.

But no matter what kind of martial arts, as long as we step into the threshold of Tao, the power will have a qualitative leap.

Even if Yan Qing hasn't completely stepped into Yuan Gang's territory, the sharpness of his attack is far from the level that those martial artists in outer Gang's territory can match.

With one blow, the terrible Qi power can destroy everything in sight.

Even the big five element array was shaking under his fist. In the array, the five murderous animals with ten Zhang high and amazing power are destroyed next time in Yan Qing's fist. Across different void, Lu fan can feel the amazing power from Yan Qing's fist.

Suddenly, Yan Qing and the old bamboo ghost turned their heads at the same time. They also seemed to find a sudden void.

With surprise on their faces, they obviously saw Lu Fan and others. Then they came straight in.

Lu Fan grabs his blade and watches Yan Qing rush out of the circular void with a bang.

The sudden appearance of Yan Qing and the old bamboo ghost made Lu Fan and others stand back to back immediately.

Yan Qing scolded: "what a bullshit place, I almost play dead. Fengling, the old bamboo ghost, I tell you that one spirit pill is not enough. At least two spirit pills are needed. "

The old bamboo ghost got up in a panic. His legs were bleeding black blood. Obviously, he was poisoned.

The old bamboo ghost said: "it is said that one is one. Yan Qing, even if it's your master, it's also a magic pill. "

Yan Qing grabs the old bamboo ghost by the neck.

Such a close distance, coupled with Yan Qing's strength, the old bamboo ghost has no resistance at all.

Biting his teeth, Yan Qing said: "old man, I say several are just a few. If you don't, I don't mind killing you here. Then take all your things. "

Yan Qing's eyes are filled with the atmosphere of tyranny. The black vigorous force around him gradually changes into the shape of a black dragon.

An old face is red, and the old bamboo ghost really feels the terrible killing intention from Yan Qing.

"Yes, two of them!"

The old bamboo ghost recognized and counseled, and said with his teeth.

Yan Qing snorts heavily and directly throws the old bamboo ghost away like garbage. The strength of the old bamboo Alchemist is not Yan Qing's match at all.

His eyes slowly fell on Lu Fan and others. Yan Qing smiled and said, "can someone explain to me where this is?"

Lu Fan and others did not speak, but looked at him as if he were facing a great enemy.

Yan Qinghu saw Chu Tian, slightly shocked, and then said with a smile, "isn't this Chu Tian Dao from the left of the yuan academy? It's hard not to be successful. This is the site of your one yuan hospital. "

Chu Tian said coldly, "do you think I will answer you? Yan Qing.

Yan Qing said with a smile, "I think you will answer. If you don't want to be beaten and lie in bed for a few months. "

When Chu Tian's long sword stood up, he said, "last time I was in the Yinyang yard, I didn't use all my strength. If you want to fight me here, I will tell you that even if you violate the rules of the yuan court, I will break some bones of you. "

There was a contemptuous smile on Yan Qing's lips.

"Is it? I'm afraid you're going to die here. "

"It's not certain who will die!"

Lu Fan stands on the front road.

Han Feng cried out: "Yan Qing, you are just relying on the skills of the Yin and Yang academy to fight with me. Dare you, grandson. "

Yan Qing didn't care about Han Feng at all. He turned to look at Lu Fan and said with a smile, "new face. It won't be the new disciple of your Yuan Yuan Academy. It's a pity that the boy who looks good has gone to Yuan Yuan hospital. "

Lu Fan said slowly, "I should be glad that you are such an arrogant idiot in the Yinyang yard."

Yan Qing chuckled, and his vigorous strength began to gather.

Lu Fan's four people also released their own vigorous strength, and the war was on the verge of breaking out.

At this time, there was a thundering sound all around.

"The years are long. I don't know how many years have passed. I'm Xu Chang. I'm called Shifang immortal master. All the Taoists here, if you want to take my property. Then I think you should be in the Tibetan medicine hall, and you have gained a lot. I will leave the rest to my inheriting disciples. If you don't want to be my inheriting disciple, leave as soon as possible. It's too late. "

Said, behind the golden skeleton, there appeared a gate of void.

Outside, the green woods, all kinds of weeds, clearly visible, is clearly the door out.

Lu Fan and others have no intention of going out when they look at each other. The old bamboo ghost, who is not easy to get up from the ground, looks at the magic hall in the empty and illusory world with his eyes. Naturally, one after another of the magic weapons in the hall is all the best. Any one can greatly improve his ability.

Yan Qing turned around and looked around. When he saw the hall full of pills, Yan Qing's eyes lit up.

A few steps forward, Yan Qing reaches out his hand to test whether he can enter.

Just as his hand touched the void, the golden skeleton suddenly waved a golden light and hit Yan Qing straight.

The power contained in the golden light is so terrible. With Yan Qing's strength in Yuangang's half step, he was directly pierced by the golden light, which made him have a dark wound on his chest.

Yan Qing is angry at once. He looks at the golden corpse.

In the hall, the voice of ten immortal masters came again.

"Those who don't have my heritage won't let you get anything. Since ancient times, wealth has moved people's hearts and minds. Now you have an hour to choose to leave or stay. All the alchemists who have reached the state of Reiki Master and are less than 100 years old can worship in front of my bones. I will choose whether you can accept my inheritance or not. "

Yan Qing stepped forward a few steps: "a Reiki Master under one hundred years old. Such a person, who is not as amazing and gorgeous as me, would not worship you as a dead man. I'd like to see how powerful the dead are. "

Yan Qing comes forward and punches at the golden corpse.

Boxing black dragon, the whole body is submerged in the galloping vigorous force.

But before his fist hit the golden skeleton, the little tower in the golden skeleton's hand lit up.

It seems that the ordinary small tower is shining with dazzling nine colors at the moment, just like the spiral light column rising from the sky, which directly breaks Yan Qing's fist strength.

At the same time, the nine lights turned into nine hundred Zhang swords, which were cut off at the right time.

Yan Qing's eyes widened, and hurriedly raised his hand.

"Congeal!"

The black dragon shield of vigorous strength blocked the huge sword.

Suddenly, half of Yan Qing's body was directly blasted into the hard ink stone.

Flash, like a blink of an eye, Yan Qing escapes from the ink stone, and a trace of blood drops on his forehead.

"Terrible power. Powerful magic weapon. "

Murmured Yan Qing.

Lu Fan looked at the golden corpse, his face completely changed.

The combat power of this corpse is absolutely no less than that of the martial artists in the underground Gang area or the Qi refiners in the imperial Qi division area.

The old bamboo ghost stared at the small tower in the hand of the golden corpse, and said softly: "the nine dragon Xuangong tower is actually the nine dragon Xuangong tower. It's impossible. Why is the nine dragon Xuangong tower in the hands of the ten square celestial masters. Why did he die with the Xuangong tower in Kowloon. Even the friars of heaven and earth can't kill him. "

Although the old bamboo ghost's voice is small, Yan Qing's ears are fretting and he can hear it clearly.

Immediately, Yan Qing smiled.

"Is this the Xuangong tower in Kowloon? I've heard of its prestige. It's a magic weapon that the Dragon worshipers relied on to become famous ten thousand years ago. It's a master's life weapon, very good, very good. "

Lu Fan's face has changed dramatically. It's the weapon of the venerable!

According to the legend, as long as you get it, you can have the supreme power and the venerable weapon that can move mountains and seas.

Lu Fan was also excited. If he could get this magic weapon, he would save a hundred years of hard work.

The old bamboo ghost shouted loudly.

"Yan Qing, help me to get it. Magic weapons are useless to you. As long as you help me get this tower, I will give you as many elixir as you want."

Yan Qingru looks at the old bamboo ghost like an idiot and says, "I have got a venerable magic weapon. Do I need a soul pill? Take it and exchange it with those powerful alchemists for some Xuandan, no, even Xiandan. "

The face of the old bamboo ghost is pale.