In the center of the treasure house, there are rows of shelves made of gold, on which are various treasures, and on one of them is a metal ball. The ball was no bigger than a fist, and it glowed faintly. If you're not paying attention, it's easy to think of it as one of the thousands of treasures here. However, Poor Road noticed a small detail, that is, in the metal floor in front of the shelf, there was a shallow depression, which seemed to be made of countless footprints, like the marks left by some heavy person who had often stepped on them.

Thinking of Yehad's height of several meters, Poor Dao naturally wondered if this person who often came here could be him, so why did he dare to be so interested here? Apparently there was a reason, maybe Neku was here.

Thinking of this, Poor Dao carefully examined the ground around the shelf, but found nothing. I've been using the Escape Technique to probe inch by inch, and there is absolutely no way that there is a secret room within a few miles of here.

So Poor Dao had to turn his eyes to the sphere, and after probing with his divine sense, Poor Dao came to an astonishing conclusion, this sphere turned out to be an independent huge space.

After realizing this problem, I immediately regretted that I couldn't smoke myself. Shall I just say? How can a guy at the top main god level hide something with common sense? In their eyes, no matter how stable the inner library is, it is not as good as the space created by himself! Therefore, this guy Yehad simply created such a space artifact. It is also generously placed in a conspicuous place. Who would have thought that among so many treasures there was actually his most important treasure trove? Hiding leaves in the woods and sand in the desert is indeed justified!

If it weren't for the fact that this guy likes to show off, he paved the ground with softer white gold, and he stepped on an inconspicuous depression for many years. I was really fooled by him!

But alas, who told him to leave such a fatal flaw? Anyway, either he was too unlucky, or I was too lucky, and this secret was finally revealed. Quack, the poor road finally did not insult the name of the three evils!

Poor Dao found the exit of the inner treasury, and although he was a little proud, he did not dare to be careless, for I knew that this was only the beginning, no matter how conceited Yehad was about his own means of hiding his treasure. It's impossible not to put the most powerful trap in it. It's definitely not easy for me to get my hands on the contents. So Poor Dao took a deep breath first, and then sacrificed Chaotian Aya to protect himself, and activated the protection of the gossip treasure clothes on his body, and picked up the fan of the mountains and rivers in his hand.

I think it's all about the same. I deliberately used invisibility again, and then I carefully touched the ball. Then, I was transported to a strange space.

It is an infinite space, and under your feet is a smooth ground made of white stones, all divided into large squares. There is no end in sight on all sides. Overhead is the dark firmament, and it is boundless.

On the ground, there are only three square platforms with finished fonts, and the square platforms are more than ten meters high. There are all kinds of treasures coming out of it, and there are obviously three good things. Since the place where I appeared was several miles away, the view was blocked by the platform, so I don't know what was on it. It just feels like the breath of everything is strong.

As much as I desperately wanted to fly high to see what was going on, unfortunately, a group of guards didn't give me the slightest chance. It was a very peculiar creature with a head like a shrimp. It has a sharp bone spur that is more than two meters long, and it also has tiny serrations, flashing with cold light, and it is extremely sharp, obviously a sharp weapon specially designed for piercing attacks.

Their bodies are like mosquitoes, with slender bodies, more than two feet thick, about four or five meters long, and four transparent wings, which flapped and buzzed. Their body structure, if you remove the wings, is exactly like a sharp javelin. With wings, it's like a flying javelin, and it's pervertedly fast.

There are seven varieties of this kind of guy, and they are exactly the same in appearance, but they take on seven colors because of their different magical attributes. The red attribute is the fire attribute, the yellow attribute is the earth attribute, the blue attribute is the water attribute, the light attribute is the wind attribute, and there is also the dark attribute of black, the light attribute of white, and the poison attribute of emerald green.

There were the same number of each species, about ten thousand or so, and when they first entered the poor road, they all lay down around the three treasures to rest. But as soon as the poor road came in, they immediately woke up. All the heads looked at me in unison, and their eyes gleamed with hostility.

Poor Dao was depressed, but I came in stealthily, and looked around my body carefully, the effect of the spell was still there?

I was still wondering about it, but the other side had already collectively risen into the air, and then charged me murderously. These guys really deserve to be like javelins, they fly really fast, miles away, they almost arrived in the blink of an eye, and the speed is definitely comparable to the sound.

The overwhelming number alone, and their spirit of forgetting death without fear of crashing, is enough to make the poor road retreat. There are too many of them, I can't even fan them with a scrolling mountain and river fan, so I hurriedly used the Xuantian dragon step and flashed to the side. Because I guess they're fast in a straight line, but they're definitely not flexible when they turn.

In addition, I still have a slight illusion about my own invisibility skills, thinking that they are only confused by the white light I brought with me when I entered, so they took the initiative to attack here. If that's the case, then I'll be able to fool their senses by just dodging where I was when I came in.

As a result, Poor Dao was very depressed to find that all my judgments were wrong. Not only are these guys as nimble as dragonflies when they turn, but their eyes are obviously very different from ours, and they can easily see through my invisibility, and they will rush wherever I turn, chasing after my ass.

Although the Xuantian Dragon Step is wonderful, it is only suitable for flexible steering when it is in actual combat, but it is not suitable for long-distance running. I now have tens of thousands of troops behind my buttocks, and I don't dare to turn at all except to run in one direction, or I will definitely be stabbed.

But although my speed was fast, I was definitely no match for the guys behind me, and when they were chasing me, their speed was still increasing, and it was already twice the speed of sound. The guy closest to me almost had a spike in his head sticking into my ass. In desperation, Poor Dao had no choice but to slap the guy with Chaotian Aya.

Unexpectedly, this time I stabbed the hornet's nest, and the guy I attacked suddenly blew himself up just as I hit him, and even dozens of them that were very close to him also exploded. The huge shock wave they formed shook my head, but fortunately I activated the protection spell when I came in, and the two sun-moon shaped phantoms took the explosion for me, and then completely disappeared, but despite this, I vomited a mouthful of blood.

As soon as I thought of this, the cold sweat all over my body came out, and dozens of them blew me up blood, if tens of thousands of this guy exploded together, let alone me, I'm afraid it's Yehad, and there will definitely be no scum left!

However, such an explosion pushed me farther down, and the pursuers behind were also rushed by the shock wave of the explosion, and the speed was a little slower, which made the distance between me and them widen to several hundred meters. Actually, this distance is nothing to us, and we can reach it almost in the blink of an eye. So I still didn't dare to slack off at all, and continued to run for my life.

And those guys are also desperately chasing, and seeing that the gap between us is constantly narrowing, in this case, the poor road has to speed up again. Not to mention, there is such a group of terrible perverts chasing behind, and my potential has been fully tapped again, and my flight speed has set a new record. It's just that if I continue to be so passive, I will be stabbed by them sooner or later.

In desperation, I had to think of another way, since they were able to explode together just now, it is likely that they were the first to be triggered, does that mean that as long as I explode one, it will also be followed by a series of explosions? If this is true, then it will not be difficult to clean them up, who told these guys to be densely packed together?

Thinking of this, Poor Dao no longer dared to hide his secrets, and while running, he swiped back with the Fire Ancestor Ring. Then I heard a crackling sound, and I looked back. I saw that the guys who were cut in two by me didn't explode at all, and after the corpses lost power, they were then mercilessly smashed into pieces by their companions behind them. Then there was a crackling sound.

At first, I thought it was because the Fire Ancestor Ring was too sharp, so they died too happily and didn't have time to use self-violence. So I launched an attack in a different way, and no amount of flying sword or spell could detonate them. Was it because I was unlucky?

With this question, Poor Dao bravely used a doppelganger to do experiments, and the result was miserable, as long as they were close to me at a distance of dozens of meters, they would not be attacked, or they might explode by themselves! Obviously, when they blow up, they are under their own control, as long as they think the time is right, they will immediately blow themselves up, if they feel that it is actually not suitable, even if they are killed, they will not blow themselves up, because they are afraid of accidentally hurting their companions! It can be seen from this that this group of guys cannot be said to be self-tracking javelins, they are missiles with automatic judgment systems at all! Where did Yehad, this bastard, find such a group of perverts?