Chapter 147: Late War Great Monk

"Stop, these ancient treasures are not advisable, otherwise they will lead to great disaster. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Two flames fell from the sky, and the brand of the previous fire crow powerhouse reappeared, looking at the statue with the seal loose, and roaring anxiously.

All the cultivators who rushed to the statue saw these two powerhouses coming, they all subconsciously stopped, turned their heads to look at the treasure that bloomed with divine light, and then looked at the fire crow powerhouse with a nervous face, and suddenly became undecided.

"Don't listen to rumors, they are left by the masters of the Fire Raven Clan, in order to protect these treasures, and now he is saying these words, undoubtedly to prevent us from obtaining treasures, what kind of disaster? That's nonsense. ”

A cultivator retorted loudly.

"That's right, these idols were cast by the Mighty of Heaven a long time ago, and they are extremely sacred, where is there any bane?"

In the crowd, some people were jealous of these treasures and scriptures, and they didn't pay attention to the warnings of the fire crow powerhouse at all.

"You human race is really extremely greedy, in the face of the temptation of treasures, you can even throw away your life, since you are looking for death, then please."

The two Fire Raven powerhouses were enraged by the words of these Terran monks, and after snorting coldly, their bodies gradually blurred, turning into flames and disappearing into the depths of the void, they were two spiritual imprints, and they had existed for such a long time, they no longer had strong combat power.

For the Terrans who have intruded into this place, they have been advised in every way, and in the end they are still bent on death, and they can only be fulfilled.

Seeing these two flames disappear, many cultivators had different thoughts, some only had treasures and supreme scriptures in their eyes, and all the rest ignored them, some people slowly took a few steps back, staring cautiously at the four statues, and some people did not move in place, their eyes were thinking, and they didn't know what to think.

And Yang Han naturally took a few steps back and came to the back of the crowd, Yang Han was very concerned about the warnings of these two fire crow powerhouses, because he had already glimpsed a corner of the future, that corner was extremely scarlet, and it was obviously a monstrous killing, which was very terrifying.

He turned his head and glanced around, only to find that there was no shadow of Zhu Jiujie and the rabbit at all, these two ill-intentioned guys, since they ascended the Chaos Ancient Palace, they had lost their traces, and they didn't know where to hide in that corner to hunt for treasure.

Unable to see the figure, Yang Han naturally retracted his gaze and no longer paid attention to the two guys, he believed that with the insidiousness and cunning of the fat man and the rabbit, he would not fall so easily, good people do not live long, and the scourge will be left for thousands of years, for this sentence, Yang Han is very convinced.

"As monks, you are so cowardly, what else do you practice? What to talk about? The opportunity is in front of me, but I choose to retreat, hum, I deserve to be at the top for the rest of my life. ”

A cultivator sneered again and again, and then stepped towards the statue of the god one step at a very fast speed, and when he got closer, his five fingers opened and grabbed towards a scripture book, and the energy in his hand erupted, forming a powerful traction, roaring out.

"Huh."

The floating scripture, glowing with a faint halo, was pulled by a powerful energy, and suddenly broke away from the side of the idol and flew towards the disciple.

"Huh? Actually succeeded? ”

Seeing the scriptures in hand, an exclamation suddenly sounded all around.

The cultivator looked at the scripture book lying quietly in his hand, and there was a mysterious Taoist rule circulating on the surface, the fairy light was hazy, and he couldn't believe it, he just wanted to try it, and he actually succeeded like this? No matter how you look at it, it's dreamy.

Then not long after he was pleasantly surprised, a sword light crossed the void and slashed down from the dome, the sword qi in it spread out, the cold air soared into the sky, and the entire ancient hall became white, and the sword pressure was like a sea tide, surging layer by layer, and the oppressive people were about to suffocate.

That monk's face changed drastically, looking at the strength of this sword qi, this is definitely a master, a peerless master hidden in the dark, what kind of person does such a despicable thing? When he had just received the scriptures, he made a decisive move, and the murderous spirit was awe-inspiring.

He stepped on his legs, trying to avoid the past, but when he moved, a turtle shell suddenly appeared in the void around him, dripping and rotating, each turtle shell was depicted with mysterious and complex formations, at this moment there was a misty glow, and the powerful divine power flowed in the texture, like a vein flowing, very amazing.

"Boom."

Each turtle shell was glowing and trembling, and the formations were connected in the middle of it, turning into an extremely terrifying array, and blood-colored vines formed in the texture, bursting towards the figure in it, like a dragon in anger, and finally winding up to trap the enemy.

"Despicable, not only sneak attack, but also secretly arranged a large array, who is it?"

The monk was caught off guard, his eyes were red, he roared loudly, he used all his strength, and the layers of explosions opened, trying to break free from the shackles of the big array, but no matter how hard he struggled, it had no effect, and finally the sword light fell, he screamed, and his right hand holding the scripture was directly cut off, and blood was spilled.

"Hahaha, well done rabbit."

A lewd laugh came, and then from the shadow of the dome of the ancient hall, an obese figure flew down, grabbed it with a big hand, and directly detained the flying scriptures, and finally landed firmly on the ground.

Yang Han fixed his eyes and found that it was the long-disappeared Zhu Fat Man, and above his shoulder, there was also a fat rabbit, at this moment both of them were smiling, blushing, and more importantly, Yang Han noticed that the storage bag on the fat man's waist was even more bulging, needless to say, he also knew that they had scavenged bad things.

"Leave the scriptures."

After this short mutation, the people on the scene all reacted at once, and they poured out endless killing opportunities, some people rushed to the fat man, but more rushed to the idol, in the face of the treasure at their fingertips, everyone was blinded by the yu_wàng, at this moment, who remembers what threat?

"Let's go."

Seeing everyone screaming and slaughtering like hungry wolves, the fat man trembled all over his body, showed his skills, and threw off his arms and ran wildly.

"Roar."

Lan Qi, Yuan Zhuo and other real peerless masters were all roaring, murderous, attacking and killing.

In the face of the encirclement of these real strong people, the fat man's face also changed, no matter how fast he was, he couldn't escape, although this supreme scripture fell into his hands, but it couldn't be taken away at all, it would only put him in boundless danger.

"Take it away."

At the moment of crisis, the fat man shook his hand and threw the scriptures to Yang Han, with the strength of this animal, it should not be a problem to keep the scriptures.

"Okay, I'll see who dares to rob me of something."

Yang Han was not afraid of being encircled, but took the initiative to rush forward, grabbed the scriptures, and at the moment when the treasure book was started, he stretched his muscles and bones, and his whole body burst out with bright brilliance, like a demon god descending here, and Yuan Zhuo, Lan Qi and others who came to kill each other fought a few palms in a row, and the terrifying explosion sound was passed out with the hand, a dazzling and deafening.

Wisps of blood were flying, Yang Han's whole body was glowing, a piece of crystal, his palm was as white as jade, and the golden flames were circulating, which was amazing.

And Lan Qi, Yuan Zhuo and the others next to them, their hands drooped and were covered by long sleeves, but the palms hiding in the long sleeves were dripping a little red, and trembling slightly.

In the physical competition, even Lan Qi, a great monk in the later stage, was completely defeated, and this result was terrifying.

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