The hall was empty, there was nothing.

"Where's the treasure and the black wood Jiao?"

Gu Renhu looked around suspiciously, and the burning sensation in the palm of his hand was stronger than outside, that is, the treasure was nearby.

"The host, as if there was no one. That Black Dragon Altar disciple lied to us. ”

Jin Ji said.

"It's none of your business. ”

Gu Ren stretched out his hand, and Jin Ji turned into a wisp of pink smoke and landed in the palm of his hand, and suddenly became a peachwood stand-in puppet and entered the Bodhi sub-space.

Gu Ren walked along the walls inside the hall, catching the faint breath in the air. At this moment, his gaze fell on a thin beam of light.

This beam of light is refracted through the pool above, rippling like a ripple.

Originally, there was nothing out of the ordinary, but a speck of dust in the light caught his eye. This speck of dust is small and special.

Usually the dust in the light is white or golden, but this dust is gray.

"Interesting treasures!

Gu Ren cast the time deceleration function of the pagoda, and the gray dust immediately stopped fluttering.

"Buzz!"

This grain of floating dust actually trembled slightly, as if there was life.

"Come out!"

Gu Ren said calmly.

The dust trembled even more.

"If you don't come out, you'll die!"

Gu Ren's eyebrows condensed a point of light.

"The immortal spares his life...... Immortals spare their lives!"

A faint man's voice came from the dust, and then a thin black line floated out of the dust, fell to the ground, and turned into a man.

The man was about forty or fifty years old, with a Chinese face, a mustache, and a black robe. Get on your knees.

"You're the Black Wood Jiao?"

Gu Ren said with his eyebrows in his heart, and the light dissipated.

"The little one is the black wood Jiao. ”

The middle-aged man replied nervously.

"Show me the treasure you just hid in. ”

Gu Ren said.

“…… Good. ”

Kuroki Jiao gritted his teeth and took out a piece of golden sand the size of a grain of rice from his pocket, and a golden silk thread was strung on the bead.

Gu Ren took it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

"One sand, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi...... It's really sand. ”

"Up...... Shangxian ...... This is Bodhi Sha, which was brought to this world by the ancestors from the cultivation realm. It is really fate with the immortals, and the small ones borrow flowers to offer Buddhas. It's been given to the immortals. ”

Hei Mu Jiao said distressedly.

This grain of linden sand is too precious, and the effect is also very against the sky. If it weren't for the fact that he happened to be irradiated by a ray of light just now, Gu Ren really wouldn't have been able to find this abnormal grain of floating sand, and he wouldn't have been able to catch the black wood Jiao.

"Is this yours?Tell me, where are all the treasures you have collected in the Black Dragon Altar for hundreds of years?"

A small box the size of a thumb appeared in Gu Ren's hand, and he put the Bodhi sand into the small box and put it into the Bodhi sub-space.

"Treasure ...... Hidden?"

The corners of Kuromu Jiao's mouth twitched, this time not only did his flesh hurt, but his heart and liver hurt......

The secret realm is destroyed. The gang was killed, and now if the savings of hundreds of years are smashed and taken away again, the Black Dragon Altar will be completely destroyed.

"The little one will bring the fairy over. ”

There are 110,000 reluctances in Kuromu Jiao's heart, but there is nothing to be done. For Gu Ren, a super existence that can destroy the world with a single move, even if he doesn't say it, the other party has thousands of ways to come up with it, rather than this, it is better to suffer less crimes.

Hei Mu Jiao led Gu Ren to a stone wall. Gently patted down the stone wall, and a layer of black runes rippled. A seal was formed, and a stone door was faintly visible inside the seal.

There were words in the mouth of the black wood Jiao, and finally the last rune was read out, the seal was scattered, and the stone gate was presented in front of him.

"This is the wealth that our Black Dragon Altar has accumulated for hundreds of years, and all of it is dedicated to the immortals. ”

Kuroki Jiao pushed open the stone door. Inside is a secret room of several hundred square meters, and in the middle of it is densely packed with countless pearls, gold and silver...... Like a hill, the golden light is dazzling......

On the left, near the stone wall, there are two rows of wooden shelves, on which are placed small boxes. Layers of rich herb aura surrounded, and it was obvious that what was stacked inside should be a rare elixir.

On the left, near the stone wall, there are two rows of neat wooden boxes, which also exude aura, but they are very thin, and they should be inferior spirit stones.

"This is the treasure that your Black Dragon Altar has collected for hundreds of years, can there be magic weapons, cultivation cheats, high-quality spirit stones and the like?"

Gu Ren retracted his gaze, he was a super-rich man worth more than N billion, and gold, silver and jewelry had no practical meaning to him.

"Immortals, those magic weapon cheats or something, we have directly rewarded the elders, and we will not collect the treasures. Think about it, as long as we have money, we still can't buy those magic weapons and cheats?"

Kuroki Jiao said.

Gu Ren glanced at Hei Mu Jiao coldly, and felt that he should not be lying, because the few Black Dragon Altar elders who had been killed casually before, as well as the wives of Hei Mu Jiao, all had good quality magic weapons. It can be seen that the Black Dragon Altar is relatively loose in terms of the management of magic weapons and cultivation cheats.

With a wave of his palm, the mana rolled up all the gold, silver, jewelry, elixir and spirit stones in the secret room, and put them into the Bodhi sub-space.

Since I came, I took it by the way. He doesn't need it, it doesn't mean that his wife and children won't need it in the future.

Kuromu Jiao watched the treasure full of the secret room disappear in an instant, his eyes were glazed, and his heart was empty, as if his own blood had suddenly been emptied......

The wealth of the Black Dragon Altar for generations and generations was taken away like this.

This kind of pain is more painful than the destruction of the ancestral land's secret realm......

Gu Ren turned around and continued to look at the hall curiously. The burning sensation emanating from his palms was still strong, but where was the real treasure?

Usually, the exact location of the treasure can be found according to the direction of the burning sensation in the palm, but the scope of this treasure is quite large, and his current location is the center of the treasure, how to find it?

Gu Ren pondered, and his gaze fell on his feet.

"Is it right at your feet?"

His eyes brightened.

"Kuroki Jiao, is there a secret room down here?"

Gu Ren asked coldly.

The black wood Jiao on the side didn't say a word.

"Huh?"

Gu Ren turned around coldly.

Kuroki Jiao still stood there sluggishly, looking at the treasure room.

Just about to call him again, he fell to the ground with a bang, and after a closer look, his pupils were dilated, his heart stopped beating, and he was already out of breath.

"Dead?"

Gu Ren was taken aback.

I've heard and seen many ways to die, and it's the first time I've seen someone die standing up.

"Heart disease or cerebral hemorrhage? ”

Gu Ren didn't plan to check what Kuromu Jiao had died for, as long as he died, it would be done.

Walked to the center of the hall, stared at the ground, and took out the Ancient Sword of the Broken Army, the head of the sword was facing down, and the hilt of the sword was clenched with both hands, and the ancient sword rippled with layers of purple halos.

"Broken!"

Gu Ren shouted, the ancient sword slammed into the ground, and with a buzz, a layer of black ripples rippled on the ground......

Click......

With Gu Ren as the center, spider silk-like cracks spread. (To be continued.) )