Treasures, treasures of mass.

As far as the eye can see, this huge crystal chamber with a length of nearly a thousand meters on the side is filled with a large number of strange objects and spiritual materials of different sizes and categories.

Among them, I don't know if there are thousands or tens of thousands of pieces of cake-shaped pure gold the size of a palm, which have been artificially stacked into several "gold mountains" that are tens or hundreds of meters high.

Then, hundreds of heavy sculptures, in the form of beasts and humans, made of glittering chunks of mythril, were placed squarely or crookedly against the four walls.

In addition, there are square "jade" bricks the size of dinner plates, made of precious secret materials such as star stone, cryolite, clear feather copper, frost jade, and burning crystal, which are spread on the ground, allowing people to step on them.

At the same time, countless Hermes Thunder Stones, Dragon's Blood Crystals, and Nine Aperture Colored Beads the size of fingernails, as well as Peot Amber, Purple Child Glass, and Heart Color Gems of different sizes, were all thrown on the ground like garbage, mixed with dust and mud.

In addition, there were hundreds or thousands of times more precious materials than the previous ones, all of which were randomly stacked in various places in this vast chamber.

Almost every one of these mycenaean unrecognizable strange objects exudes a majestic and magical aura at all times.

The morning star, the bright moon, the bright sun, and even the dizzying pseudo-god-level aura are not a few of these unknown otherworldly strange objects with shapes like knives, halberds, hammers, and towers.

There were even dozens of sword-shaped artifacts that exuded an almost pseudo-god-level aura, like swimming fish, slowly roaming around the large space on the top of the chamber.

At first glance, this eye-catching spectacle is a sight to behold.

Not only Mycenil was completely shocked, but even Beverly, who was born in a big family and had seen all kinds of treasured secret materials since she was a child, was also shocked to the point of being dazzled.

She couldn't help but stared at everything in front of her with wide eyes, and couldn't help but mutter, "Here...... It's a treasure trove here!"

But at this time, Mu Cang, who was behind the two, raised his head leisurely and looked at the zenith of the chamber.

It is also the same as the upper floor of the chamber, painted with a line of palm-sized unfamiliar ancient characters, and the meaning of the words is also inexplicably known:

[I am ashamed of stealing too much in this life, and I regret that I have been greedy for money and wasted many years]

As soon as Mu Cang saw this line of words, he thought of the sentence "The walker is very happy" that popped out of the zenith of the first floor of the chamber at the end, and immediately laughed uncontrollably: "Hahaha, interesting, this is purely an actor."

Mycenaer also saw the ancient words of the zenith, and when he understood the meaning of the words, he could not help but sneer mockingly, "What a fake-looking fellow."

Then, he looked at Beverly, who was a little fascinated in front of him, and couldn't help but take a few steps forward before he was about to touch a crooked Mithril statue, and immediately stepped forward and grabbed her wrist tightly, and whispered in his ear, "Don't touch it!"

"Huh?" Beverly froze as if she had just woken up from a dream, and turned her head to look at him in a daze.

"Perhaps, my soul is special."

Mycenil turned his head to look at the large and dazzling mountains of gold and silver in front of him, and said to her solemnly, "I have an extremely strong premonition, and that premonition warns me that if I accidentally touch these treasures, no matter which one of them I touch, whether I touch them physically or mentally...... It's going to be bad luck."

"Well, it's poisonous, or some unknown curse." Beverly's expression became serious when she heard her lover's words, "Then let's give it a try."

Immediately, she pulled out a flaxen-colored witchcraft bag.

Raising his hand to pull the tightly bound pouch tie rope, the pocket immediately became windless and automatic, took off Beverly's slender jade hand, and floated and suspended in the air several meters high, and at the same time opened a large hole with a diameter of nearly five or six meters at the front of the pocket in an extremely exaggerated manner.

Then, a dozen strong men with intricate tattoos on their faces like charms stepped out of their pockets and stood in front of Beverly in a neat line.

Each of these strong men had dull and empty eyes, like soulless puppets.

"Just let it

Witchcraft slaves give it a try."

Beverly said coldly, "Anyway, except for the serious abnormality of their souls, they are not much different from ordinary humans.

If they can touch it safely, then we don't have a problem."

"Yes." Mycenaer nodded, "It's a safe idea."

Mu Cang, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but laugh when he saw Beverly's actions, "Is the witchcraft version of the D-class personnel interesting."

Immediately, he couldn't help but mutter, "The Fantasy Domain is the embodiment of the imagination of the infinite parallel time and space of the Great Universe, and it is inexplicably related to the culture of the Blue Star or the Earth.

For example, the wizarding world, and the land of Gendaya.

So could it be somewhere in the Endless Void...... Is there a p-world?"

Don't mention Mu Cang's crankiness.

At this moment, the dozen or so witchcraft slaves were under Beverly's order, and they marched in front of them full of treasures and treasures piled up on the ground.

Their steps were swift and numb, and they scattered in the blink of an eye, and climbed the "golden mountains" without fear.

While crawling, he also took out a burlap bag, and put pieces of pure gold mythril into it with his hands and feet.

The Mycenaeans, who stood quietly at the edge of the chamber, kept a close eye on the strong men who were busy, always keeping an eye out for any dangerous changes.

In this quiet but eerie atmosphere, ten minutes passed quietly.

"Whew—"

Beverly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "At least for now, these things are safe."

As soon as she spoke, the sound of an object falling to the ground was heard in front of her.

Mycenaer immediately looked intently.

I saw that the witchcraft slave who had just rushed to the "Golden Mountain" and touched the pure gold, one of his forearms and arms suddenly broke off at elbows, and he fell to the ground weakly.

Not a single drop of blood came out of the severed arm, but a strange green light emerged.

He looked at the stunned eyes of the other witchcraft slaves, and the solemn and solemn eyes of the two Mycenaers in the distance, and just opened his mouth to say something, the next moment it silently collapsed and shattered into large areas of green light.

The dozen or so sturdy slaves left in the chamber didn't have time to panic, and they silently exploded into dense green dots of light.

The tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions of pure gold, mythril, precious stones, jade beads, as well as a greater number of strange materials from other worlds, as well as many powerful and terrifying strange things, all shattered and exploded at the same moment as if they had received an order, turning into a cloud of brilliant green mist condensed by billions of green light chips in Wuyang and Wuyang.

Then, this infinite point of light automatically converged together like fireflies in the cleansing and floating, condensing into a line of otherworldly ancient characters:

[I don't want a single gold, I will destroy it]

Mycenaean and his face immediately turned ugly.

Mu Cang grinned: "Hahaha, what an interesting person, alas, I really want to find out this guy."

"Maniac! Neurotic!"

Beverly gritted her teeth and whispered, "It's unreasonable!"

"Forget it." Mycenaer glanced at the end of the chamber and the descending stairway that had only appeared after the heap of treasure had disappeared, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go to the next floor."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked briskly towards the entrance of the stairway.

"Whew—" Beverly breathed a sigh of annoyance, nodded, and walked behind her lover towards the entrance of the staircase.

After entering the stairway, there is a long and narrow corridor inside.

The road is not straight, but somewhat tortuous.

After walking several corners in a row and walking through the long crystalline staircase, the two entered the third level of this otherworldly tomb manifested by mysterious gems.

This is a larger space, more like a dungeon than the chamber.

This underground palace, which is nearly 10,000 meters long, is empty

There is one thing.

Only in the very center of it, there is a stone platform full of ancient atmosphere, which is quietly placed there.

Behind the ancient stone platform, there is a translucent humanoid stone statue with a small body and a thin body.

Hey, it doesn't seem to be a stone carving.

Mycenil stared away, and he could feel a breath of life so powerful that he had never seen it in his life that it was emanating from the hazy body of the human form.

This strand is vast, broad, lofty, and profound.

It is like a sunset in the west, sleeping quietly but without a trace of life.

"Isn't this going to ......?"

Beverida frowned, guessing, "Is it the corpse of the mad grave master?"

"It's a possibility, no, it should be very likely." Mycenil stared firmly at the thin scroll above the stone platform in the center of the underground palace, and said in a deep voice, "Perhaps, that is the real treasure."

Then he walked quickly.

The direction of walking is the ancient stone platform thousands of meters away.

After a short time, the two walked to the stone platform.

It was only when Mycenaer got closer to him that he noticed that the book on the stage was incomplete.

However, his incomparably sharp spirit did not inform him of any danger.

Without hesitation, Mycenaer unhesitatingly wrapped the book in his mind, levitating it in midair, and then slowly flipped to the torn cover.

Hmmm-

As if something had been activated, a series of shimmering ancient characters suddenly flew out of the book, suspended in mid-air, and automatically combined into several lines of blazing handwriting:

[If you have this book, may you pass it on.]

I had no father or mother, and when I was young, I fought with beasts in the forest for food, and at the age of nine I was captured by the Tufuzi and forced to die by opening a grave.

Fortunately, I did not die in seven graves, and I killed the thief six years later.

The following year, he obtained this remnant book in an ancient mound, and according to the map, Suo Ji actually practiced a unique art, and relied on it to run rampant, running through the stars.

The title of this book is called Fengshu Sword Strategy, which is the heyday of the Sword Sect, and the time when the prestige Xuanhe Immortal Qin Hundred Domains is a collection of thousands of sword dao masters.

[In view of the general environment,

The book is composed of six strategies, namely wind, fire, mountain, forest, thunder, and yin, and this book is a fragment of wind strategy.

In my life, I was not supported by my parents, nor did I have a teacher to pass on my ancestral business, I had no friends to support, and I had no lovers to embrace, but there was an endless stream of vicious, yin or poisonous people.

Jinbao is a wasteland to me, and the red world is laughing.

I, empty, but by the grace of this book.

Exhausted at the end of life, self-deed]

After reading this message, Mycenaer suddenly sighed inexplicably with some complicated feelings, and his mood was a little complicated.

"I don't know how many years of life I have experienced, and I am likely to have reached the level of a pseudo-god, but in the end, I only left a few hundred words of last words.

Alas, in the face of an irresistible death, wealth, power, and power are all like a cloud of smoke, blown away by the passing years."

Beverly next to her couldn't help but sigh, "An independent wizard who has never joined any organization and can climb all the way to the position of a pseudo-god on his own, it's really amazing."

"Empty? Sword Sect? Immortal Qin?!"

Mu Cang, who saw this piece of shimmering handwriting in the back, couldn't help but be surprised by the content inside.

He vaguely remembered that Kongkonger seemed to be a thief in "Tang Legend", and there was a twin brother named Jingjing'er.

Both of them belong to the type of ancient sword immortals who can spit out sword qi when they open their mouths.

But according to this last words, the life experience of this "empty child" is a little different.

This "Kongkonger" has never had any twin brothers, he is one person from birth to death, and his combat power is obviously much stronger than that of Kongkonger in the Tang legend.

There is also the so-called Sword Sect, which also has a flavor that is both like martial arts and like Xianxia.

However, it only relies on its sectarian virtuosophism

One-sixth of the remnants can create a pseudo-god-level, or in other words, a tenth-order galactic overlord.

So when the exercises are complete, to what extent?

And how good would the Sword Sect with the complete Six Strategies of the Sword Dao, the overlords and even the sages existing in its sect be?

Nothing is known.

However, such a powerful Kendo Immortal Sect, in its heyday, was only able to achieve prestige, rather than suppressing or ruling the world.

So how powerful should the so-called Immortal Qin where it is located?

"Immortal Qin ......"

Mu Cangmu was curious, "I actually dared to crown my dynasty with the word 'immortal'.

The emperor of this unknown dynasty is ...... It's the Xianxia version of the ancestral dragon."

"However, this so-called Immortal Qin ...... Where is it?"

At this time, Myceniel had already urged his mind to slowly open the broken book.

The first page of the book is torn, with only a few lines of ancient words:

[Inscription: The sword of wind is the master of change, the sword of fire is the master of life, the sword of the mountain is the master of power, the sword of forest is the main vitality, the sword of thunder is the main tyranny, and the sword of yin is the master of Xuanqi.]

And every strategy can go straight to the secret realm of war immortals. ]

"Battle Immortal...... What level is this, isn't it a power system that follows the way of fighting?"

This page is only half a section, and I don't know what is written behind it, and turning the page again is a large number of martial arts and secret methods recorded on the remnants of Fengce.

However, Myceniel and Beverly looked at this unknown secret tome, basically at a loss, and couldn't even read it.

That's the cultural difference.

Many of the Oriental code words and concepts are not at all understandable by them in terms of logical cognition and cultural background in the Western continent.

However, Mu Cang, who was standing next to them, easily knew the specific cultivation methods in this mutilated book.