Su Meng walked in this mansion and clearly felt the instability and fragility of the space.

No one entered from here, perhaps because it was not connected to the human realm.

But here, is there really a chance?

He slowly clenched his fists, and found that if his strength reached the immortal level, he could easily break free from the shackles of space and fly to the outside world, and he couldn't help but feel a beat in his heart.

Which of those immortal-level treasures and magic weapons is not majestic? How can they survive here?

The old knife is an old man, so he naturally understands what this senior is worried about, bends over, arches his hand, and sticks it up with a doggy face, explaining: "Lord Lei Jun was one of the richest immortal kings in the fairy world back then, and the treasures he thought were valuable would be sealed in the 'Yu Stone'. If you want to come to the collection in the mansion, you will not be disappointed!"

Su Meng suddenly, looking at Wan'er's blank eyes on the side, explained with a chuckle: "The so-called Yu Stone is one of the most precious rough stones in the fairy world, known as the inner self-contained, used to seal the treasures, not only to ensure its medicinal effect, but also to block the heavens, hide the breath, and the end is infinitely useful." ”

"If there really is any collection here that has survived to this day, its value is incalculable!"

For a while, everyone seemed to see a large number of rare treasures beckoning to them, and their eyes were full of fire.

......

"Ding!"

The long sword and the dragon lance clashed together, and the cavalry, which should have been more superior in strength, was defeated one after another.

The good horse is like chasing the wind, and it can't withstand the strong arm strength of the zombie "scribe" in front of him.

"What kind of monsters are these?"

Seeing that Su Meng and his party didn't have any intention of caring for him, after entering Lei Jun's mansion, Murong Yuanfeng also chose a direction that was contrary to them.

But I don't want to, after ten thousand years of spiritual energy nourishment, the corpse that died in the Immortal King Dojo has already undergone a mutation, all of them are infinitely powerful, and the sword is difficult to hurt.

Although they lost their spiritual wisdom and true qi before their death, their physical strength did not weaken in the slightest, but became stronger!

You must know that those who can keep their physical bodies in the world of Wanmiao Hearing Mind are the worst immortals!

The black-armored sergeant resolutely formed a formation and guarded in front of the princess, but because he lost the strong mobility and impact of the cavalry, he was defeated in front of the immortal corpse.

Feeling the strong fluctuations of true qi here, the zombies in the distance gradually approached.

If you don't get anything, are you going to die here?

Yuan Feng himself is by no means a mediocre hand, but under the tacit understanding of the cavalry, there is no room for help, seeing that they have fallen into the disadvantage, he gritted his teeth and said, "Xuan Lie, let's go find those people from before!"

As she spoke, the girl turned her horse's head and ran towards the way she came before the immortal corpses gathered, and the black-armored sergeant got the order and followed behind, behind him was an invulnerable group of 10,000-year-old zombies!

......

I don't know why, the little fox sneezed again and again along the way.

On the side, the girl's face was full of ridicule, she reached out and rubbed his fluffy hair, and said with a smile: "Little junior brother, have you done too many bad things, why do so many people think about you?"

Su Meng slapped away her outstretched palm, bared her teeth, made a fierce look, and muttered in her heart, inexplicably having an ominous premonition.

Lao Dao was already middle-aged, watching the two of them fighting, he was keenly aware of some unusual taste, his heart jumped, and he silently took two steps away from them.

Under his leadership, everyone went straight to the location of the study, and Lei Jun's collection room was also among them.

The memory crystal can only transmit information once, and if necessary, it must be re-entered before it can be used again.

When the Sword King said the location of the Lei Jun's hiding room, a certain fox almost wondered if he had been taken away by some old monster!

Who can make the location of the collection public?

But if you think about it carefully, what kind of memory spar road is arranged at the entrance is indeed weird enough.

Faintly, there seems to be a pair of hands, inserted horizontally from thousands of years ago!

What does he want to do?

Su Meng couldn't help but squint his eyes, staring at the old knife up and down.

Not to mention, the real name of the old knife is really surnamed Dao.

Lost his parents since he was a child, was pulled up by an old man surnamed Dao, and lived a few years of poverty, and finally began to wander the rivers and lakes after the old man passed away, and grew all the way to a second-grade master, dominating the situation!

Simple, yet full of articles to do on the whiteboard life!

The wonderful thing is that when he cultivated, he had already passed the golden period of building a foundation in his childhood.

But that's how he grew up.

The old knife was horrified by him, clasped his hands in front of his chest, took a few steps back in the direction of Wan'er, and said cautiously: "Senior, are you okay?"

"It's okay, of course it's okay. Su Meng gave him a roll of the eyes angrily, "Lead the way, if you can't find any treasures, I'll sell you!"

"Yes!" the bald guy is still quite qualified as a dogleg.

The big man of 10,000 years ago would not have specially designed him, right? The little fox comforted himself, and the gloom in his heart seemed to dissipate a little.

The study room has no characteristics, just like the mainstream layout style of the human world for nearly a thousand years, full of mundane wealth.

After a long time, the desk, brush, and inkstone have lost their aura, and only one shelf of books is not stained with dust, which is particularly eye-catching.

The snow-clad boy pulled out a good booklet and flipped through a few pages.

There is no signature, no title, and it simply records the customs and beliefs of various parts of the fairy world. The handwriting on it is beautiful, and it is hard to imagine that it was written by a fairy king like "Lei Jun".

Probably it was done by relatives to help him find a place to practice, the little fox guessed.

The reading materials on the shelves are almost all of this type, and they are uniformly made of specially processed animal skins as paper, which has no other benefits, that is, it is resistant to storage. That's why these things can be stored to this day.

Although there are no cheats and Taoism, which makes everyone a little disappointed, it is also a precious material from 10,000 years ago.

In line with the idea of collecting, Su Meng did not hesitate to start and included all of them in the space he had opened up.

Such an act once again made Wan'er can't help but cover her face and sigh, how can she be so ashamed?

Lao Dao agreed with this senior's approach, and almost regarded it as a guiding light on the road of life.

The children of poor families are in charge of the family at an early age, and the resources are all grabbed by themselves, how can they waste a single bit?

If only you could have a storage ring yourself......

A bald man drooled while obsessing with the future.

The books on the shelves were emptied, and the thin book at the bottom that could not be moved was particularly glaring.

If there are no accidents, this is where the mechanism is.

Su Meng squatted down and silently pressed it down.

"Click!"

The wall of the study suddenly cracked, revealing the hidden spatial passage in between.

The three of them looked at each other, almost unable to contain the excitement of their heads.

Suddenly, the little fox was stunned for a moment, "Did you hear any sounds?"

"Is there one?" Old Dao scratched his bald head, in an ordinary way, he would definitely not hesitate to think that this was to distract him and kill him for money, but with Su Ming's strength, it was completely unnecessary.

"It seems, the sound of horses' hooves?" In this secret space, it is not only the power of the demon pupil that is suppressed, but everyone's perception of the outside world has also weakened a lot, and Su Ming's voice is getting closer and closer when he speaks.

The people of the Nanyue Dynasty!

The little fox raised his eyebrows and shouted, "Leave them alone, let's go in first." ”

It's too late.

Murong Yuanfeng was dressed in palace clothes, but he was not ambiguous at all when he rode his horse, and he took the lead and broke in.

After that, the soldiers of the Black Armor Army followed, and hundreds of figures with fluttering clothes and hair scattered followed closely!

It's a fairy corpse!

"Let's go!"

Looking at the majestic group of corpses, Su Luo felt a tingling of his scalp.

didn't have time to think, he suddenly pushed Wan'er and the old knife into the spatial passage, and he turned around with a cold face.

"Don't!"

Behind him, there was an exclamation.

But at this time, where is the way out?

Tighten your fists at your waist and concentrate your energy.

Yuan Chu Centering Fist!

Suddenly, the wind was quiet.

The next moment, the violent force swept through, and the fragile secret space was suddenly shattered!