This magic mountain is too high, Shi Zhong and Xiao Budian and his party climbed for two days and finally reached the top, they have already stretched into the sea of clouds, and when they look down, it is all white, as if they have set foot in the heavenly realm.

The creatures on the top of the mountain are gradually decreasing, and those who can survive here are all really strong, including many pure-blooded fierce beasts, which make Xiao Budian's eyes shine and want to resist and go back.

The summit of the mountain is very wide, as if it is in the middle of a plateau, and there are various boulders on display, which are of different shapes, as if the Noble Phantasm has been petrified here for too long.

This is the Treasure Cliff, the place where the saints of the ancient Great War were bloody, and most of them died in this battle, but the treasure remained, as if guarding their master.

In a very conspicuous position on the top of the mountain, there stands an ancient monument, on which is engraved a row of bright red blood characters: "The place where all saints sleep, do not disturb with noise, destroy the treasure cliff, or die!" ”

The bright red word "death" splashed with murderous intent, and no one doubted its authenticity, because those who did not believe it had turned into blood and broken bones in front of everyone's eyes.

The Tianjiao became cautious here, and even the enemies of life and death temporarily put aside their grievances and quietly looked for their own creation here.

"There is a treasure in the world!" Someone exclaimed in a low voice.

Everyone looked at the place where the treasure light emanated, and a huge stone was cracked, and the heavy stone skin fell off, and the colored treasure light shone brightly, leaving a blood-stained broken spear to fall to the ground.

An old man with white hair knelt on his knees and picked him up, his wrinkled face was full of tears, they were the first to climb the Fenbao Cliff, this old man in the suppression realm searched for a long time here, and finally found and awakened his ancestral weapon in a special way.

"The family that has been out of the saint has found the ancestral treasure again, which is terrifying." Someone exclaimed.

"It's hard to say, this war spear has been broken, the spirit of the instrument is dead, and there is no one in ten powers, and it needs a lot of treasures to keep it warm." Someone makes a judgment.

In any case, that person has definitely gained a huge amount of money, which makes people blush.

"Let's go, find the ghost master's broken sword." Shi Zhong said in a low voice, and at the same time asked Xiao Jin and Da Hong to find their own opportunities, with the power of this inexplicable rule, unless they break the taboo here, there should be no danger.

There are many boulders on the top of the mountain, the strange stones are craggy, some are like goshawks fighting in the sky, some are like tigers going down the mountain, some are like fairy swords out of the sheath, some are like war halberds splitting the sky, very expressive, lifelike.

"Are these reflections of ancient objects?" Shi Zhong secretly guessed and used the Dao Fetus Heavenly Eye, but unfortunately the stone skin here had a magical power that could not penetrate, which reminded Shi Zhong of the source stone that Ye Hei gambled.

The farther you go to the middle, the more such boulders there are, like a stone forest, and Shi Zhong takes Xiao Budian to carefully look for the broken sword of the ghost master.

After looking for a long circle, the two of them gained nothing, but the ghost master came from time to time with a sentence of "my sword ......" that made Xiao Budian want to jump his feet.

"My lord, there are so many stones here, you can tell me where they are or what the sword looks like, otherwise how can I find them?"

"Don't worry." Shi Zhong comforted that he had already discovered the clue, and the voice of the ghost master would only sound when he entered a certain range, probably around here.

"Okay." Little Budian reinvigorates his spirits and looks for the sword of the ghost master again.

Suddenly, when Xiao Budian passed by a stone like black cow, the ghost master's voice suddenly became louder, and then the black stone began to crack, overflowing with black mist.

Shi Zhong was a little speechless, which made the scene emotional, recalling the cow dung that was blown up by firecrackers in his previous life, emitting black smoke, which was exactly the same as the situation in front of him.

In that piece of cow dung stone, a rotten iron sheet was exposed, and it could be vaguely distinguished that it was a sword, but the hilt of the sword had been corroded and so thin that it could only be barely held.

The body of the sword is also rusty, I don't know how many years it has been buried here, there are even a few small holes on it, and the lines have also been polished, and only a little bit remains.

Xiao Bu nodded big, he thought it was a big golden sword, but after looking for a long time, it turned out to be something.

When he complained in his heart, the boulder began to close again, startling him, and quickly held it with both hands and pulled it out.

The moment Xiao Budian held it, a picture of the battle of the ancient saints suddenly came from the hilt of the sword, the sky was bloody, the wolf smoke was billowing, the stumps and broken arms were flying sideways, and the endless earth was sunk, and it was really a million corpses and thousands of miles of blood.

He was rushed by the evil qi in the picture, his throat was sweet, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood, but fortunately, the small crystal tower between his hair trembled slightly, and it suppressed these killing intents.

"......Huh" Xiao Budian let out a sigh, adjusted his internal breath, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and pulled out the broken sword from the cow dung stone with a sonorous sound with all his strength.

The ghost master's voice of "my sword" no longer sounded.

Xiao Budian suddenly felt relaxed, a big stone fell to the ground in his heart, and he put away the black "sword" as a treasure, and the bystanders covered their mouths and snickered.

"You know." Xiao Bu muttered, if he found the treasures left by other saints, his strength would increase greatly at most, but if he couldn't find this broken sword life, it would be gone.

Xiao Budian was full of joy and had a smile on his face again.

Shi Zhong also breathed a sigh of relief, and was really happy for Xiao Budian.

Xiao Jin and Da Hong are still looking for opportunities, and Shi Zhong also wants to try his luck and shuttle through this stone forest, hoping to gain something.

Each of these boulders seems to hide earth-shattering treasures, but unfortunately Shi Zhong's Dao Fetal Heavenly Eye can't see through anything, and can only slightly feel the aura in it, some strong and some weak.

Despite this, the things in these stones appear involuntarily, and no one can do anything about them, and if they attack maliciously, they will be directly wiped out by the power of the rules of this treasure cliff, without any emotion and reason.

Shi Zhong touched his nose a little depressed, he was unwilling, and kept walking to the deepest part of this stone forest.

Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong, the situation around him had not changed, and the strange stones were also lying sideways, and there were no cracks and treasure lights, but Shi Zhong always felt that something was wrong, as if something was missing.

"It's a charm!"

The stone bell woke up, and he didn't know when it began, and the charm inside the stones around him gradually decreased, until it disappeared completely, as if the treasures inside had been taken away, leaving only those empty shells.

Shi Zhong used the rune power of his whole body to urge the Dao Fetus Heavenly Eye, and the silver light shot out of his eyes was like substance, and he finally discovered the clues, there were some faint golden lines flowing under these boulders, as if something had flowed.

Shi Zhong turned around, looked closely, and found that almost all the stones had such a thin golden line at the foot of the stone, and they were like spider webs, flowing in the same place.