Lan Juechen, whose mood had calmed down, was still glamorously ignoring Arthur Wang at this moment.

He regarded this place as his home, and his "greedy" nature began to be exposed. His sense of smell, which was more than a dog's nose, began to smell the smell of money in the air.

The thousands of psychic treasures that the sword demon in the stone sprinkled to the outside world before really made Lan Jiechen personally feel extremely painful.

Ignoring everyone's strange gazes, Lan Jiechen began to patrol the entire hall, eating the food in his hand while looking around, rubbing grease on the delicate curtain of the hall from time to time.

No matter how good the endurance of the Sword Demon in the stone was, he couldn't help but want to kill Lan Jiechen at this time. He had never seen such a hateful, naturally cucumber man.

"Huh?!Great stuff!"

Lan Jiechen picked up a long knife. The knife is a single-edged slashing weapon. It consists of a blade and a hilt, with a long blade and a thick ridge and a thin blade, making it suitable for chopping. It's a weapon made for killing.

Lan Juechen's favorite thing is guns, whether it is a gun with a hot weapon or a gun with a cold weapon.

The gun was called a spear in ancient times, a stabbing weapon, with great lethality, its long and sharp, the use of dexterity, the method of winning, subtle and unique, other weapons are difficult to match. Therefore, it is called "the king of a hundred soldiers".

A gun is also a weapon created to kill.

In addition to his love for guns, his favorite thing is knives.

He held the knife in one hand, as if he saw a woman he hadn't seen for many years, and stroked it affectionately.

seems to be too affectionate, Yang Xiaoyu can't help but get goosebumps all over her body.

In front of everyone's eyes, Lan Juechen's right hand shook slightly, and the long knife disappeared.

The face of the Sword Demon in the Stone couldn't help but twitch again, gritting his teeth.

This knife is one of his trophies, an artifact he captured when he followed King Arthur, but now the spirit of this knife has been devoured by him, although there is only a shell left, but this is also a rare magic weapon.

The name of the knife, the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow.

One day, this knife will once again give birth to intelligence.

"Just look, wait a minute, and finally return it to its rightful owner. ”

Lan Jiechen finished taking the long knife, and he didn't mean to stop, he felt that the good treasures here were kept and kept, and it was better to make the best use of them.

As for the previous knife, Lan Jiechen obviously felt the extraordinary, and he decided to go back and combine this knife with his Xiaoyu knife.

What does archaeology do?

It is to unearth everything that has been covered in dust and uncover the truth of history!

He was going to take it back and study it, the chronicles of these weapons, and everything about King Arthur's blank period.

"Yes, yes, that's it. Lan Jiechen said secretly in his heart.

Like a bandit entering the city, he took everything he saw, whether good or bad, and everything he thought was valuable, and he could sell it.

"Wow, King Arthur's used night pot! Well, this must be worth a lot of money when it is auctioned. "Lan Juechen is completely a money fan at this moment.

Yang Xiaoyu suddenly found that she didn't understand Lan Jiechen a little.

Even the piano score was frightened by Lan Juechen's "nature", and she found out that Lan Juechen still had such a superb character.

With the development of the situation in the outside world and the strong intervention of the Li family and the Shui family, this chaotic "farce" of competing for foreign treasures finally stabilized.

Nowadays, no one dares to act rashly and kill people to overtake goods. Otherwise, he will be punished by the Li family and the Shui family's Skywalker Legion - death!

After being punished by the Li family and the Shui family's Skywalker Legion, all the psychic treasures left behind were taken away by them, not returned to the "victims".

Those "victims" dare not speak out, no one wants to go against the Li family and the Shui family, they don't have that kind of strength, and they don't want to be wanted by the whole continent, they can only swallow their anger, who told them that they don't have a strong background, then they can only choose to compromise.

This battle for the psychic treasure designed by the sword demon caused countless casualties among the cultivators in the outside world, and the flames of war burned to 99% of the cultivators, and 30% of the cultivators died in battle.

Most of the 30 percent of the cultivators who died in battle were those who had intercepted or picked up psychic treasures for the first time.

Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other.

When they looked up to the sky and sighed at their good luck, they didn't know that the bad luck had also quietly come.

The battle was fierce, with vast expanses of towering ancient trees being knocked down and the ground cracking. The blood left behind by the dead gathered into streams, soaked into the earth, and stained the whole land red.

The sword demon in the stone suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled.

He clasped his hands together, his eyes suddenly flashed, and his hands quickly condensed Xuan Ao's handprints.

The flesh and blood of the cultivators who died in the war in the outside world slowly melted away and disappeared into the dirt. In the underground, it turned into a stream of bright red blood, and once again converged into rivers that flowed into the interior of the royal tomb.

Came to the sword demon in the stone.

"Hahaha...... Good pure life energy. ”

After saying that, he opened his lips and sucked endless blood into his body, and his body was like an ocean, gushing blood, but it did not cause a trace of change.

The unwilling roar, the cries, the begging for mercy, the voices of the dead were heard in the ears.

There were old people, young people, and children, and they turned into countless souls, and all their essence and blood were sucked into their stomachs, and then the sound stopped abruptly.

Although Lan Jiechen was still carrying out this sweeping work, he was also paying attention to the sword demon in the stone's every move, and the sword demon seemed to have been greatly traumatized.

Lan Jiechen guessed that it was because King Arthur and him fought against each other, and both ended up losing.

He was waiting for an opportunity to suppress the Sword Demon in one fell swoop.

In just a moment, tens of thousands of people's essence and flesh were absorbed by the sword demon. He wiped off a drop of essence blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Yang Xiaoyu with a full burp.

Yang Xiaoyu couldn't help but shrink her neck, and fear instantly enveloped her. For the first time, she saw this kind of flesh that had devoured tens of thousands of people, but she still felt as if nothing had happened.

This is the devil, the real devil!

Then the Sword Demon looked at Lan Jiechen with a strange look, and then looked at the piano score that had not explained his origin all along.

He is not stupid, the age of the piano score is much, much older than him, and the origin is very mysterious.

The music of life.

It is rumored that the ancient Supreme Song and Dance Venerable used his life to cast a supreme song score, which contains the secrets of countless singers and dancers.

King Arthur got it by chance, but it was able to make King Arthur in his later years regain his vitality again, as if time was going backwards, and King Arthur returned to the golden peak of his youth.

Just restoring people's vitality is already a rebellion.

She must have come with some kind of King Arthur's last wish, and King Arthur would never let himself be a scourge on the world. Therefore, she must have come to stop herself.

However, at this time, he was unwilling to tear his face directly with the piano score.

So much so that he now didn't know whether he should absorb the massive amount of life essence in his body right now.

Just as his eyes flickered, pondering and tangled.

As if he had seen through his thoughts, he smiled slightly.

"Don't worry, I won't interfere with you. According to the master's last wishes, I should still help you. ”

The sword demon's heart trembled.

"Can you tell me, what is King Arthur's last wish for you?"

"Don't worry, it's good for you. What, you're scared?"

Fear?

The Sword Demon was indeed a little afraid, he had waited for this moment for so long that he had forgotten how many years it was, and the more rare it was, the more he was worried about losing it.

The sword demon didn't say anything, and the score was always the same.

He closed his eyes slightly, and a domineering aura burst out, accompanied by a roaring sword roar, the sword body in the stone, and the stone that locked the sword, all revolved around him.

"Bang bang!"

"Bang bang!"

"Bang bang!"

Everyone clearly heard the powerful beating of his heart, and his body began to evaporate with blood-red mist, which was the dregs of essence blood, and the blood-red mist soon enveloped him.

His bones clicked, his muscles wriggled, his face twitched, and it was clear that he was transforming, forging his so-called supreme sword body.

However, the process is painful and lengthy.

For Lan Juechen, this approach seemed to be too hurtful, thinking that at the beginning, when Lan Juechen shaped the green dragon body, he just robbed the endless heaven and earth vitality.

Although in his previous life, he had seen the blood sacrifice of all the beings of the entire life ancient star to condense his peerless demon, but he still couldn't accept this cruel approach.

Minutes and seconds passed.

An hour has passed, and all the cultivators from the outside world have entered the royal tomb, and the people of the Li family and the Shui family have approached the palace infinitely.

At this time, the Sword Demon seemed to be only halfway through, and the blood-red mist had already condensed into a blood-red shell, as if it was a red giant egg.

All they could hear was the sound of their heartbeats in the air.

Lan Jiechen couldn't see through this shell even when he opened his Heavenly Dragon Eye.

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

The last level of the temple has been blasted open!

They're coming!