Ye Hao raised his right hand and unhurriedly pointed out a Thunder Tribulation Sword Finger, and a Thunder Sword Qi burst out from his fingertips, containing a majestic thunder power, which suddenly penetrated Fang Yaowen's body.

Fang Yaowen's expression froze, his expression was full of horror, he lowered his head and looked towards his chest, where there was a charred black hole the size of a thumb.

A trace of residual thunder power swam, extinguishing his vitality, and he fell to the ground with a pop, whether it was the vitality of the soul or the body, it was passing rapidly.

Xue Yuanshan and Xue Qingshan's eyes widened even more, "He is a half-step sect master, so he died like this?"

Xue Yuanshan muttered to himself, his eyes were distracted, and the two of them both felt a chill invade their bodies, this was a half-step grandmaster-level master, not a cat or a dog.

"Take me to that cave. ”

Ye Hao said calmly, as if killing Fang Yaowen before was just a trivial matter for him.

"Yes, yes!"

Xue Yuanshan and the brothers nodded hurriedly, they didn't dare to resist Ye Hao's words at all, the two of them were just the innate realm of martial arts, although they were good at escaping, but they were self-aware, at least in the face of Ye Hao's move, they didn't have any confidence to escape.

......

After half a column of incense.

Ye Hao and his entourage came to the outside of an ancient cave mansion, the stone door of this cave mansion was closed, and from the outside, it was unremarkable.

The outside of the cave is overgrown with weeds, but these grasses give people the feeling that they have no life, which is very strange, if these grasses were lifeless, they would have withered a long time ago, but on the contrary, these grasses are still alive and well.

Ye Hao's gaze fell on the stone gate of the cave mansion, on the stone door, there was a hole, and the shape of this hole was very similar to the shovel he had obtained from the Xue Yuanshan brothers.

"Seniors. That shovel is the key to open this cave. ”

Xue Qingshan reminded that Ye Hao's gaze was fixed on the stone gate, and his gaze passed through the stone gate and fell into the cave mansion. In fact, it is not that he can see through this stone gate, this stone door blocks the perception of the soul, he can only see the situation inside through the mirror image.

In the cave, a blue lantern shines for a long time, illuminating the dark cave, in the center of the cave. There is a cyan stone tablet erected, and at first glance, it looks like a tombstone.

However, if you look closely, it is not a tombstone, and an ancient font is engraved on this cyan stone tablet. Ye Hao didn't know this word, but through searching, this was a font in ancient times, and it was a suppressive character.

"Demon Suppression Monument?"

Ye Hao digested it carefully according to the feedback in his mind. It turns out that this stele is a replica of the magic stele of the ancient town, and it is said that the stele of the demon in ancient times was born and raised, and it can be used to suppress the gods and seal the demons with a snap of the fingers.

Antiquity refers to 100,000 years ago. In ancient times, millions of years ago, although this stele is only an imitation, it must be extraordinary.

"So, the monsters should have been suppressed under this Demon Suppression Monument?"

Ye Hao pondered in his heart. If this was the real Demon Suppression Monument, then he would never have fought the idea of this Demon Suppression Monument, but this Demon Suppression Monument was just a replica. I think that even if the monster is suppressed, it is not too powerful a monster.

What's more, after the passage of time and the suppression and weakening of the Demon Suppression Monument, the strength of that monster is afraid that it will not exist for a long time.

Ye Hao's gaze looked towards the bottom of the Demon Suppression Monument, his gaze passed through the Demon Suppression Monument, and when he saw the monsters suppressed under the Demon Suppression Monument, he couldn't help but be slightly shocked.

Under this demon suppression stele, there is a white bone arm bone, from the arm to the palm, this bone is brilliant and brilliant. It seems to have a series of patterns and imprints, containing the texture of the avenue, as if it is not a human bone, but the bones of gods and demons.

Ye Hao immediately made up his mind, this Demon Suppression Tablet was bound for him, the material of that skeleton was almost beyond the ordinary heaven-level treasure, if it could be forged into a divine weapon, it would undoubtedly add a point of strength to him.

Ye Hao took out the shovel and put it in the hole of the stone gate, the shovel shrank steeply, turned into a streamer, and merged into the hole of the stone gate.

Bang!

The stone door opened, and an ancient, vicissitudes, and heavy breath came out of the cave, making people's hearts scream.

Ye Hao stepped into the cave, and felt a great pressure on his body, this is the influence of the Demon Suppression Monument, on the Demon Suppression Monument, the runes are brilliant, blooming with dazzling light, and in the void, the runes are imprinted, suppressing the entire Cave Mansion.

Xue Qingshan stepped into the cave with one foot, and immediately there was a clicking sound, his foot suddenly became shattered, and his whole body was bleeding.

"Aoyama, are you alright?"

Xue Yuanshan hurriedly dragged his younger brother out, the two of them had a palpitating expression, the suppressive power in the cave mansion was really amazing, not to mention them, even if they were replaced by other half-step grandmasters, the situation would not necessarily be much better.

"You're waiting outside. ”

Ye Hao admonished, he stepped into the cave mansion, although this cave mansion brought him great pressure, after all, he had cultivated the Xingchen glass body to the stage of refining the dirt, and his heart was carrying qi and blood all the time. The whole body is as bright as the stars, flawless, and not afraid of this heavy pressure at all.

"This Demon Suppression Tablet needs to be refined with its own blood, but fortunately, I have entered the stage of refining the dirt, and my heart can continue to give birth to fresh blood. ”

Ye Hao already knew the method of refining the Demon Suppression Monument, and the amount of blood needed to refine this Demon Suppression Monument was quite amazing.

Moreover, it is not just the blood of an ordinary person, and the quality requirements for blood are also extremely high.

Ye Hao came to the Demon Suppression Monument, slashed his right wrist, and drops of red blood flowed down.

After Xingchen Liuli's body entered the stage of refining organs, every time he tempered his heart, it was equivalent to refining blood, and the value of every drop of blood in his body was priceless.

If a drop of his blood is placed in Zhao Kingdom, it will definitely be bloody together, not to mention the acquired martial artist, even the innate martial artist will be blushing and snatch it.

Buzz!

As Ye Hao's blood flowed on the Demon Suppression Monument, a trace of cyan brilliance gradually appeared on the originally dull cyan stele, and faintly, Ye Hao seemed to feel that there was a faint connection between him and this Demon Suppression Monument.

Of course, this connection is very weak and will be severed at any time, but as the Demon Suppression Monument draws more and more blood, this faint connection gradually grows stronger.

Outside, in the air a hundred feet away from here, a young man with long hair and a shawl and a dignified appearance suddenly stopped in mid-air with a soft sigh. His sleeve is engraved with a strange flame mark, which is the costume of the Divine Fire Cult.

His gaze fell on the ancient cave mansion where Ye Hao was located, and he whispered softly: "This is the breath of the Demon Suppression Monument, I didn't expect that there really was a Demon Suppression Monument in the ruins of the Lingbao Pavilion." (To be continued.) )