Mo Wen squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the red coffin thoughtfully, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with an inexplicable smile.

He slowly took a step back, glanced around, and after seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he quietly took out the mysterious cloak obtained from the Dafang Sect from the medicine spirit ring.

I don't know what grade of treasure this robe belonged to back then, because it was damaged, it was corroded by time, and its strength gradually lost, but even if it was taken out now, it was comparable to a high-grade spiritual weapon.

Moreover, the cloak is a special type of magic weapon, and if it is used properly, it will definitely be able to defeat ordinary offensive or defensive high-grade spiritual weapons.

When he saw the red coffin, Mo Wen's face became completely solemn, and a stern expression appeared on his face for the first time. He draped his cloak over his body, holding a few spirit stones in his hands, which secretly continued to transform into spiritual power.

After he was ready, he walked into the main hall again.

The people around didn't pay much attention to Mo Wen when they saw him dressed like this, after all, at this time, everyone was focused on the treasures in the main hall, who would care what others were wearing and where the robes came from.

Yes, in the underground hall, there are treasures that make all martial artists breathe heavier, even Bu Changkun and Yerong Pavilion Masters are no exception.

I saw that on both sides of the main hall, there were many wooden coffee tables, and a treasure was placed on each coffee table, and there were enough thirty coffee tables on the left and right sides. The treasures placed on the coffee table are definitely not comparable to those ordinary immortal cultivation resources in the outer hall. Because at a glance, the spiritual weapons with spiritual power and breath account for more than half, and there are some things, although they don't know the use for the time being, but they can be placed here, I'm afraid it's not ordinary.

In addition, the most eye-catching thing is the eight stone pillars around the red coffin, each of which is on top of each stone pillar. There is almost one thing in it, constantly exuding an amazing aura of spiritual power.

Mo Wen just glanced at it, and he could see that there were at least four high-grade spiritual weapons on it, and although the other things were not yet certain, they could be placed together with the high-grade spiritual weapons, and they must be of extremely astonishing value.

He couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart, a martial arts sect could actually accumulate so many treasures, the Luofeng Sect back then. I'm afraid it's not ordinarily strong, because the smallest sect in the immortal cultivation realm may not be able to come up with so many spiritual weapons and immortal cultivation treasures.

Jiang Pingzhou, the master of a sect with no small ambitions, couldn't bear it anymore, and his figure flashed, and he flew towards the stone pillar.

Each stone pillar in the main hall is 100 meters high, and the items on the stone pillar are 100 meters above the ground.

"Old man Jiang, where is your self-cultivation and self-cultivation skills, why are you so anxious at this time."

Jiang Jingtao sneered, and said so. But his movements were not slower than Jiang Pingzhou's at all, and he flew up almost at the same time as Jiang Pingzhou.

On the other side, Bu Changkun and the Yerong Pavilion Lord also flew into the air and went straight to the top of the stone pillar. The treasure is in front, no one can give it up, if it is a step slower, the treasure will be snatched away by others.

Mo Wen always stood in place. looked at the people in the hall coldly, and did not participate in the ranks of looting treasures.

"Don't ask, why don't you fight for the treasure on the stone pillar?"

Chen Wuhui frowned. Looking at Mo Wen puzzled, he didn't rush to grab the treasures, not only him, but many martial artists didn't grab the treasures on the stone pillars, because they all knew that they couldn't compete with the powerhouses in the late stage of the golden pills.

Instead of competing with them and finding nothing, it is better to target the treasures on those coffee tables.

Chen Wuhui didn't rob it, it was because he knew that he couldn't grab it, but Mo asked why he didn't snatch the treasure on the stone pillar when he had that ability, and everyone could see that there was nothing ordinary on the stone pillar.

"Don't worry, they may not be able to grab it."

Mo Wen smiled, hooked the corners of his lips, and raised his eyes slightly to look at the several masters who flew towards the stone pillar, his body still standing motionless.

Chen Wuhui was a little puzzled in his eyes, those treasures were right in front of him, why did Mo Wen dare to be so sure that Bu Changkun and the others would not be able to grab the treasures, could it be that apart from them, who else here had that qualification.

But soon, Chen Wuhui knew why, only to see those late-stage powerhouses who flew to the top of the stone pillar when they were less than ten meters away from the top of the stone pillar, their bodies trembled violently, and then, as if they had hit something, their bodies suddenly rebounded back and smashed to the ground.

Fortunately, several people cultivated to a high level, and they did not directly hit the ground, and after descending fifty meters, they stabilized their bodies one after another.

"There's a gravitational barrier." Jiang Pingzhou's face changed slightly, although he could continue to levitate in mid-air at this time, it was very difficult to fly up a little. Overhead, there was a terrible pressure pouring down, as if there was an invisible mountain above it.

The Yerong Pavilion Lord and Bu Changkun and the others also remained in mid-air, and did not fly up again, looking at the top of the stone pillar, their faces were a little dignified.

In the area around this stone pillar, there was suddenly an extra gravity barrier, which was not before, apparently when they flew to the top of the stone pillar before, they touched something, and the guide zhì triggered the gravity barrier hidden around.

The so-called gravitational barrier is to create a region in the surrounding area with a different gravity from heaven and earth, so that the gravity can be greater or smaller. The generation of gravitational enchantments relies on gravity formations in most cases.

Apparently, there is an unknown formation running around.

"It's a lot of gravity."

Jiang Jingtao gasped, the gravity above his head was amazing, far more than ten times the gravity of the dark river before, with his cultivation in the late stage of Jindan, it was a little difficult to bear.

And this gravitational barrier is very unusual, the higher you go, the stronger the gravity, and the greater the pressure. The further down you go, the smaller the gravity becomes, and if you stand on the ground, you can barely feel the change in gravity.

This kind of hierarchical gravity enchantment is far more complicated and cumbersome than ordinary gravity enchantment, and he doesn't know about other sects, at least the Forge Sect can't arrange such a gravity enchantment at present.

"You already knew that there was a gravity formation hidden around the stone pillar?" Chen Wuhui looked at Mo Wen in surprise, very puzzled in his heart, how did he know!

Mo Wen smiled and said nothing, his understanding of the immortal cultivation world, no martial artist here can compare. The eight stone pillars are all carved with spiritual patterns, which are the handiwork of immortal cultivators, and the eight stone pillars are combined into a large formation.

Moreover, those eight stone pillars are a combination formation, not a single formation, in addition to the gravity enchantment, I am afraid there are other unexpected formations.

The reason why Mo Wen was not in a hurry to participate in the robbery was that he knew that the treasures on the stone pillar were not so easy to obtain.

Chen Wuhui glanced at Mo Wen deeply, and once again felt the mystery of this young man. Then he didn't pay attention to Mo Wen, and flew towards the treasures on the coffee table, and he didn't want to think about the treasures on the stone pillars, but the treasures on those coffee tables were not simple things, most of them were spiritual weapons.

In the entire Wunian Gate, the spiritual weapons will not add up to five pieces, but there are more than ten spiritual weapons on those coffee tables, except for a few martial artists in the late stage of Jindan, other martial artists saw those spiritual weapons, and their eyes were red for a moment.

However, the spiritual weapons on those coffee tables were not so easy to obtain, and when a warrior approached those coffee tables, the eight stone pillars in the center of the main hall suddenly released a large amount of light, and then one by one light masks appeared, enveloping those coffee tables one after another, protecting the treasures in the light shield.

Those light shields have a strong defensive power, and even a martial artist in the middle of the Jindan period would be difficult to break those light masks for a moment and a half.

In mid-air, the four late Jindan warriors were suspended, and none of them refused to come down lightly, their eyes were a little unwilling, the heavy treasure was in front of them, and they couldn't go up!

Bu Changkun let out a long roar, and a terrifying aura emanated from him, at this time, he no longer hid his cultivation, and the internal qi pressure was like a tide surging in all directions, even the martial artists who were far away on the ground could feel the amazing power from him, and there was a look of fear in his eyes subconsciously.

Roar!

With a strange tiger roar, Bu Changkun's clothes suddenly shattered, and his body swelled violently as if it was fighting, and in the blink of an eye, it exceeded four meters, until it was five meters away, and his body was a few sizes larger.

Although his clothes were torn, his body was shrouded in a layer of white light, which slowly solidified and finally turned into a layer of white fur with black lines on it. At this time, Bu Changkun looked like a humanoid tiger.

Roar!

The roar of the tiger resounded through the hall, Bu Changkun's body flew up suddenly, and rose more than thirty meters again, when it was twenty meters away from the top of the stone pillar, the speed dropped suddenly, and when it was only ten meters away from the top of the stone pillar, the rising speed was like a snail, moving up little by little.

Bu Changkun pursed his mouth tightly, his face turned red, obviously he had gone all out, but there was still some distance from the top of the stone pillar, although the distance was not far, less than ten meters, but it was like a moat, completely stumped this peerless martial artist in the late stage of Jindan.

Mo Wen just glanced at it and knew that with the cultivation of the late stage of Jindan, it was absolutely impossible to rush to the stone pillar with brute force, and even if he was replaced, he still didn't have that ability. Maybe a martial artist at the peak of Jindan can do it, but there is no martial artist of this level here.

Mo Wen ignored the treasures on the stone pillars, and flashed to Chen Wuhui's side. At this time, Chen Wuhui was frantically attacking a light mask, and although the light mask was shaking violently, it was obviously impossible to break it in a short period of time.

Mo Wen didn't say a word, he directly punched the light mask, and with a loud bang, combined with Chen Wuhui's strength, the light mask directly broke a big hole, and with another punch, it directly completely dispersed the light mask.

On the coffee table inside the light mask was a mace, which exuded a spiritual aura, and it was a low-grade spiritual weapon. (To be continued......)