Ye Lan was imprinted on his chest by Miao Wenlong's palm, only to feel that his five internal organs were about to break, his ears were ringing, and he hurriedly turned the remaining power into cold qi and injected it into the Xuanbing Fire Fan, and he didn't know if this move could work, and he heard a loud bang in his ears, and he fainted in his head.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Lan groaned and woke up slowly. Seeing that the jade door was closed, and the ground was dotted with drops of blood, he was a little surprised in his heart: "I didn't expect that I would be able to succeed by chance." I wonder if you squeezed all three guys to death?"

He pressed his hands on the ground, wanting to sit up, and suddenly felt a strange pain in his left wrist, only to remember that his left palm was hit by Qi Wenfang's cane, and his wrist bone was shattered, and he couldn't make it stronger. Ye Lan only felt that his mouth was dry, his chest was abnormally tight, and when he looked down, he saw that there was still blood slowly oozing out from the sword wounds on his left flank and thigh.

He wanted to Yun Zhenyuan to stop the bloodflow, but he couldn't bear the heavy internal injuries, and Zhenyuan stopped when he reached his chest, unable to seal the sword wound on his body. He sighed lightly, tore open his shirt with one hand, and wounded a few wounds, thinking, "My mouth is dry now, and I think it is because of excessive blood loss, but since I died without bleeding, I don't think I have been fainting for long." I don't know how the eldest brother and Yan Gongzi are alive and dead at the moment, I can't delay, I have to hurry up and find a powerful artifact, so that I can go out and save the lives of the two eldest brothers!"

He just saw Miao Wenlong hit him with a palm in the chest, and he couldn't dodge, so he had to use his chest to slap him. Although Miao Wenlong's palm power is not weak, after all, it cannot be compared with Zhu Wenchang's Liuyang Returning Dust Palm, Ye Lan has taken precautions in advance, so although the internal injury is not light, it can be healed in a few days if he wants to come to pranayama. It's just that he is worried about the safety of Wen Feng and Yan Zhuoran, and he really can't heal his injuries with peace of mind. He struggled to stand up and looked into the cave. The cave was pitch black, and there was nothing to see, at this time the Xuan Bing Fire Fan was still embedded in the jade door, Ye Lan didn't know if there was any danger in this cave, but he was so seriously injured at this time, he was in danger and was powerless to resist, so he didn't go to the door to pull out the Xuan Bing Fire Fan, but with a wave of his right arm, he sacrificed the Shocking Sword out, and the light on the sword flickered, like a big light handle, illuminating the cave with a dark blue.

The eye is a hall with a radius of more than 100 zhang, the hall is empty, only an iceberg is painted on the ground in the middle, there is a fire dragon coiled on the mountain, above the dragon's head, there is a person standing, holding a list, the face is red, like the color of flames.

At the end of the hall, there are more than ten gates standing majestically, and there are handwriting on the lintel, and the words "artifact room", "Dan room", "bedroom" and so on are written. When Ye Lan saw the three words of the artifact room, his spirit perked up, and then he was greatly depressed. The artifact room was a hundred feet away from him, and he was now struggling to walk, and every step he took had to take a breath, and this short distance of a hundred zhang was like a thousand rivers and mountains to him.

Ye Lan sighed, walked forward slowly, walked for a while, only felt weak in his legs, tired and wanted to die, even standing was difficult. I wanted to lie on the ground and rest for a while, but I knew that as long as I sat down, I couldn't get up again. I had to scare the sword on the ground and move forward step by step. I don't know how long I walked, and when I came to the figure in the middle of the hall, I saw that the three big characters "Artifact Spectrum" were written on the list in the hands of the fire-faced man, but there was a blank space under the three words, and there was not a single word. Ye Lan knew that this fire-faced person was Chi Xuan, so he couldn't help but take a few more looks. I saw Chi Xuanshun with a halberd, his eyes were like electricity, although it was just a painting, it was extremely powerful, and it seemed that he would jump from the ground at any time.

Ye Lan was taken by the momentum of this fire-faced man, his feet were weak, and he almost fell, turned his head and glanced at the Xuanbing Lihuo fan on the jade door, and then looked down at Chixuan's face, stunned for a while, sighed, and slowly walked forward.

I don't know how long I walked, but when I finally came to the artifact room, I saw that the door was shining brightly, and it was also made of white jade. Ye Lan stretched out his hand and pushed, and the door opened. He was slightly surprised, and walked into it, and there was only a bucket room within a radius of two or three zhang, and there was a shelf of utensils in the room, which was divided into three layers, each layer was seven grids, and the material was also carved from a piece of jade. Some of the jade grids are empty, and some are placed with roulette, books, flower baskets and other things, and they can't be seen clearly for a while.

Ye Lan walked a few steps, and through the gap between the jade frames, he saw a skeleton leaning behind the frame, the bones were red, the skeleton pushed out with one hand, and held the jade frame behind him, as if he was struggling to stand up, and as if he wanted to resist some enemy.

Ye Lan saw that the skeleton was different in color, and thought to himself: "Could it be that this is the remains of Chi Xuan?" This thought flashed through him, and then he shook his head and said secretly: "I heard that as long as the monk passes the Great Tribulation, he can live forever, although he can be killed by a higher god who cultivates to a higher level, but the bones will never rot, and his face is the same as when he was born." The desolate realm gods can not destroy their bones, Chi Xuan is a shattered realm god, how can the body decay into a skeleton? This person may be a certain apprentice of Chi Xuan, but he doesn't know how to die here, and no one collects the corpse. ”

Ye Lan glanced at the crimson skeleton again, and then looked at the jade shelf in a blink of an eye, only to see that there were a total of ten things on the jade shelf. He remembered that Chi Xuan had vowed to collect the top ten artifacts on the artifact spectrum, looking at these ten things, he couldn't help but feel hot, and then remembered: "I heard Zhu Wenchang talk about it, what did he say that the four treasures of Huanyu Zhou Tian are tied for fifth in the artifact spectrum, and there are actually thirteen of the top ten artifacts in the world, and the dragon clan treasure Kan Yuan covered sea banner that Xiaoqing said is one of the four treasures of Huanyu Zhoutian, and there are only ten things on this jade shelf, I don't think it will be the legendary ten artifacts......

He knew that these things were not the top ten artifacts in the world, and he was slightly disappointed, and then he laughed and secretly scolded himself for being greedy. When I looked closely at the next piece, I saw that these ten things were a stone axe, a stone shield, a bamboo brush, a thread-bound book, two scrolls painted with pictures, a strange-shaped roulette wheel, two identical mirrors, and finally a rattan flower basket, in which dozens of petals were piled up, of different colors, which looked delicate and delicate, and seemed to be broken when touched.

Ye Lan saw that these ten things were very simple, none of them looked gorgeous and solemn, except for the two mirrors and the small silver shovel in the flower basket, the rest of the things did not show any brilliance, he really didn't believe that these calligraphy and painting pen mirrors were some amazing artifacts, and he couldn't help but be very depressed in his heart.

Ye Lan looked at it while moving his steps, and suddenly felt a strange light in his eyes. He was puzzled, and he followed the light, only to see a strange light coming from the right palm of the skeleton. Ye Lan was extremely disappointed with all the things on the jade shelf, and when he saw a strange light rising from the skeleton's palm, he was overjoyed: "Could it be that the truly powerful magic weapon is in the hands of this skeleton?"

He held on to the jade frame, slowly walked around to the back of the shelf, came to the skeleton, and bent down to look into the skeleton's palm. I saw that the skeleton's hand bones were flat, and there was a small round ball the size of an egg stuck to the center of the exhibition, and the sphere seemed to be made of glass, crystal clear, and brilliant. The two clouds of mist, one green and one white, were like living creatures, tumbling and entwining, and seemed to be fighting very fiercely.

Ye Lan saw this little glass ball, and said secretly: "This little ball still has the appearance of some artifact, I don't know what it's called?" At that moment, he casually put the Jinglan Sword on the jade frame, bent down slightly towards the skeleton, and said, "I'm sorry!" Stretched out his hand and grabbed the glass ball.

The small ball left the skull's palm and made a soft clicking sound, and a white line as thin as a hair appeared in Ye Lan's eyes, one end was connected to the glass ball, and the other end was connected to the skeleton's hand bone. Ye Lan thought to himself: "It's strange, there are spiders in this hole?" and immediately pulled his hand and broke the silk thread.

As soon as the white silk broke, there was a loud bang, and the end of the broken thread was flicked, and it hit him directly. Ye Lan only felt the suffocating supreme coercion coming towards him, and his heart was immediately full of fear. He had encountered this once in the belly of the volcano, when Sikong Duo was standing on top of the lava and holding a small ball in his hand, and in the small ball, there were dozens of purple figures. Ye Lan was careless for a moment, stared at a figure and took a closer look, and was almost crushed by the coercion of the villain in the ball. He later thought back on this and knew that the purple man in the ball was the remnant of the breath left by a great demon god king, and the monstrous killing intent in it alone was beyond his control. At this time, the coercion on this white thread was ten times greater than that of the purple villain, although Ye Lan's current cultivation was several realms higher than when he was in the volcano, he still couldn't resist the endless coercion emitted from this white thread, seeing that the white thread hit, he couldn't even give birth to the idea of resisting in his heart, so he had to wait for death.

Seeing that the white silk was about to hit the front door, the shocking sword suddenly made a clanging sound, the blue light on the sword was sheng, and the sword body rose into the air, blocking in front of Ye Lan.

The white silk struck the sword, and after only a brief pause, it passed through the sword and continued to move forward. With a scream, the Shocking Sword fell to the ground, breaking into two broken swords.

Ye Lan saw that the Jinglan Sword was cut off by Bai Si, his heart ached, and when he came back to his senses, he saw that Bai Si was no more than a few inches away from the door in front of him, so he gritted his teeth and stretched out his arm to block Bai Si. Bai cut through the skin on his arm without hindrance, and seeing that he was about to cut off his forearm, Ye Lan suddenly felt a shock in the sea of qi, and a white ball of light flew out of the dantian and slammed into the white silk.

The white silk was hit by the small ball of light, retreated slightly, left Ye Lan's arm, and shook it twice in the air. The small ball of light swelled and suddenly became larger, enveloping Ye Lan's body in it.

Ye Lan entered the ball of light, but he felt that the sea of qi was bulging, and the meridians in his chest were immediately opened up when he was hit by Miao Wenlong's palm. Several wounds on his body also healed quickly. The ball of light wrapped around him and shrank back, as if it was about to lead him away. Who knew that the white silk only shook slightly, and hit the ball of light again. The speed was several times faster than just now, and it was hitting the ball of light.

The ball of light snapped and shattered into pieces. The white silk was deflected, and it hit Ye Lan's chest again.