"Wait a minute, once a monster comes out of the altar, you must escape."

Yue Guanchao listened to the strange tremors coming from the ground, and always felt that the things under the altar were not simple, and muttered in a low voice in everyone's ears.

He had to plan ahead, the altar had existed since a thousand years ago, and it was not strange that anything appeared in the mechanism, so he could only let his friends pay attention to it, so as not to be affected by the pond fish.

With a snort, in the originally dark and chaotic hall, the sky was bright in the roar, and everyone who didn't know the situation was so nervous that they held the shotgun in their hands, and even Tang Dianrong and the others were startled, holding the weapon and pretending to be calm.

Yue Guanchao looked closely, the source of the light was the alcoves in various parts of the Hexagonal Hall, and the bronze lamps inside seemed to have been lit by something, and the bright fire completely illuminated the hall.

Utuman stared at the niche and said in a low voice: "The python oil lamp can spontaneously combust without wind, no wonder the niche is sealed, it turns out that there is another mechanism." ”

"Look, what's inside is out, it's really out!"

With the bright light in the Yin Tower, something seemed to be lifting out of the altar, and some details could already be seen in a moment's effort.

When the thing was fully lifted out of the altar, everyone gasped.

A giant bronze tree, taller and denser than all the bronze trees outside, was slowly lifting the entrance of the cave, and it was completely suspended on the ground with a bang.

Yue Guanchao observed carefully, the ancient bronze tree needs two or three people to be embraced, which is completely different from the copper tree with abstract shape and few branches outside.

Its branches are as lush as the camphor welcome pine, stretching outward, and the needles are comparable in fine, as if the pine leaves are really dotted between the branches, like a giant umbrella, covering the entire altar.

On the trunk of the ancient bronze tree, the true lines of the trunk can be clearly seen, which shows how much effort the ancestors of Wucoffin Town spent to build this ancient tree.

If it's just a true shape, it's not enough to shock them, and the sacrificial artifacts dotted in the ancient trees are the most important thing!

The branches of this tall, dense ancient tree are covered with discreet gold vessels.

Golden furnace ding, beast whip, beast whistle, please god drum, demon pestle, waist bell, golden comb mirror, scepter, please fairy knife, finch silk feather, Zhao Xian jade flag, Sinan compass......

All kinds of gold utensils are embellished, and silver wire chains fall between the branches, hanging all over the trees like wishing tape, and thousands of ox heads and golden black wings flutter and are beautiful.

Under the ancient bronze tree, the statue of the great Xianbei witch depicted in "The Secret of Zu Xian" stands quietly, and the golden shell and gold vessels reflect each other under the candlelight, reflecting the golden light and treasure of the entire Yin Building!

The yin building, which was still gloomy and terrifying, was transformed into a treasure pavilion hidden gold cave in a blink of an eye, and Yue Guanchao no longer knew what to describe.

However, no matter how brilliant the hall was, he could always feel that there was a strong evil aura hidden in this jewel.

"Chief Tang, we're rich, hahahaha."

"Hurry down, brothers, copy the guys, whoever pretends more will be rewarded."

Yue Guanchao looked at the attic, Tang Dianrong ran down the stairs with the bandits, and came to the altar in a blink of an eye.

There is no normal color in their eyes, as if they are crazy and stunned, only the crazy desire for treasure remains, and the flame of desire beating in their eyes is about to burst out!

"You open it for me, don't stop the grandfathers from getting rich."

Yue Guanchao found the treasure naturally useless, a few bold bandits pushed him away, stepped into the altar and squatted on the ground to raise the golden shell, like a landlord ushering in a bumper harvest of rice, frantically stealing wealth that did not belong to him.

"This golden furnace is good, and if it is melted, it can buy a royal compound!"

"The beast whip is good, it is all gold wire inlaid with heavy ......"

"You look at this drum, the materials are very particular, and this waist bell, you are rich, you are really rich."

"Look at this feather, like a real peacock feather, it is worth a thousand gold, and I heard that it is the craft of the ancient golden feather coat."

These bandits are like rough women visiting the temple fair, commenting on the sacrificial gold vessels, they don't like what they say, so they simply pick up the cloth bag and grab the golden shell and put it in the bag!

A bearded bandit was wiping his sweat with his head up after pretending to be Jinbei, his eyes were locked by the necklace in the hand of the Xianbei Witch Statue, Yue Guanchao recognized it at a glance, the pendant of this chain was the tiger talisman in the mural!

"Hey, it seems to be a tiger on this chain, and it happens to be my natal phase, so I'll take it."

"Wait!"

Before Yue Guanchao's words fell, the bearded bandit had already touched the necklace, and he had no time to stop it.

As the necklace was removed, the idol's eyes suddenly opened, and an extremely unpleasant metal trill sounded from the idol.

In just a moment, these bandits dressed in golden shells suddenly stopped moving, the whites of their eyes gradually became bloodshot, more and more cloudy, and thick saliva flowed from their mouths, standing in place like stupid children!

Yue Guanchao felt bad, his eyes signaled his companion to hide backwards, and just a few steps after retreating, the bandits in the altar became unrecognizable and began to attack each other.

This kind of cruelty is not born out of greed, but from the desire to kill the treasure for himself.

The man standing in the distance watched as a hemp pole soldier took off the golden furnace and smashed it into the back of the bearded head with a thud.

He was smashed suddenly, and there was no time to dodge, and the huge force caused the back of his head to be dented and shattered, and the plasma and cerebral marrow spurted out in unison.

Rao is like this, and the hemp pole didn't want to relax, and he stoned it to death after three strokes and five divisions, leaving only a little flesh and skin around his neck.