In a large hall that was as black as an ancient beast, the figures were constantly moving, overflowing with source power, and their faces were filled with excitement and greed that could not be concealed.

The powerhouse of the Xuanyuan Realm is worthy of being a hegemon-level existence, and even after many years, there are still many treasures left behind in the tomb.

Although there are many treasures, it is still a situation where there are more monks and less porridge, so naturally there will be many disputes, and the quiet hall, which has been silent for many years, also has a little more business at this time.

In the palace, the sound of quarrels, the sound of gold and iron, and the screams were endless, and in front of the priceless treasure, countless warriors were red-eyed, and their greedy hearts drove many warriors to lose their composure in the past.

In the depths of the palace, Qin Wuxi's figure was like a strange puff of black smoke, constantly shuttling through the slightly dark passages, and the blurred figure was difficult to capture.

"Boy, turn right ahead, the last stone house"

Xuan Qingyang's hearty voice sounded in his heart again, Qin Wuxi tapped his head, and then swept towards the place that Xuan Qingyang said.

From Xuan Qingyang's words, Qin Wuxi sensed some impatience and excitement contained in it, and his heart suddenly understood, presumably the place he went next should be of some use to this senior.

Although he knew that the stone house he went to next might not be of any benefit to him, Qin Wuxi still swept away towards the front, and now that the two of them were in the same boat, if this senior could recover his strength, it would be a good thing for him.

Besides, I still have too much kindness from him, and now it's time to repay some of it.

The area of this palace is extremely large, and the dark passages extend in all directions, staggered from horizontal, but fortunately, Xuan Qingyang is relatively good at detecting, and Qin Wuxi is not lost in it.

Under Xuan Qingyang's guidance, Qin Wuxi soon came to the end of the passage in front of him, where a stone gate was standing majestically.

The vague figure paused abruptly in front of the stone gate, Qin Wuxi stared at the stone gate in front of him in surprise, the stone gate was thicker than any stone house before, on the stone gate, some looming runes were engraved on it, and there were faint strong fluctuations faintly coming out.

Qin Wuxi's eyes tightened, and the vast source power suddenly surged in his fist, and the green tendons on his arms squirmed, and the terrifying power surged under his skin, and then he slammed his fist at Shimen.

"Bang"

A low muffled explosion sounded, and Qin Wuxi's figure shook back a little in the violent shock wave, and he staggered back a few steps before slowing down.

On the other hand, the stone gate only shook slightly under the furious fist, and a little smoke and dust fell, but there was no sign of cracking.

"What a hard guy!"

Rubbing the somewhat reddened fist surface, Qin Wuxi couldn't help but exclaim, with the punch just now, he not only mobilized the source power in his body, but also urged the Eight Desolations Battle Body, but this stone gate did not move at all, there was no crack, let alone blast him open.

Compared with the other stone gates that were as crisp as tofu before, the stone gate in front of me was undoubtedly much harder.

When Qin Wuxi felt a little helpless, an illusory figure floated out of the jade pendant on his chest, and his eyes looked at the stone gate in front of him in surprise.

"Senpai!"

Xuan Qingyang's chin was lightly tapped, his eyes fell on the wonderful runes on the stone door, and the essence of light flashed in his eyes.

"This stone gate should be carved with a powerful god pattern seal array, otherwise this black rock gate alone will not be so strong."

"Divine Pattern Array?"

"Yes, the mysterious divine pattern can not only be engraved on the source soldiers, but also can be engraved into the state of the seal array, once urged, it can be formed in an instant. ”

"What is engraved on the stone door in front of me should be a divine pattern seal array that strengthens defenses"

Qin Wuxi stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the wonderful inscription on the stone door, and a little thoughtfulness appeared in his eyes.

"Can you crack it, senior?" Qin Wuxi asked, turning around.

If even this senior can't crack it, then I'm afraid I can't do anything about it.

"Yes, but it's a bit hard, it may take some time"

Xuan Qingyang's eyes stared closely at the lines of light emitting a little light on the stone door, then his chin was lightly tapped, and then his eyes were tightly closed, and his palms were lightly attached to the cold stone door, and the vast divine soul was like ripples affecting the entire stone gate.

Seeing this, Qin Wuxi turned around, his eyes vigilantly staring at any movement around him, although this was already the depths of the passage, it was inevitable that someone would still break in by mistake, it was always right to be cautious.

Time flowed so quietly, Qin Wuxi stared intently at the front of the passage, and this situation lasted for nearly ten minutes before it came to an abrupt end.

At this time, behind Qin Wuxi, a relieved pant sounded quietly, but it was clearly audible in this silent passage.

Qin Wuxi suddenly turned around and cast a suspicious gaze on Xuan Qingyang, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

Xuan Qingyang saw Qin Wuxi's gaze, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he waved his big hand, his tone was indifferent but full of pride.

"It's just a small divine pattern array, how can it be difficult for me?"

Qin Wuxi rolled his eyes when he heard this, his eyes were full of disdain, you didn't say that just now.

The vast divine soul poured out from Xuan Qingyang's body like a wave, and then covered the stone gate, and suddenly the wonderful divine patterns gradually dimmed at this time, and gradually disappeared under the washing of the divine soul.

After the divine pattern on the stone gate dimmed, an imperceptible brilliance quietly faded from the stone gate at this time, and a strong wave disappeared at this time.

Seeing this, Xuan Qingyang raised his chin at Qin Wuxi, signaling that it was time for him to work.

Qin Wuxi gave him an angry look, then stepped out, his five fingers clenched into a fist, and blasted towards the stone gate again.

"Bang"

A punch fell, but the originally indestructible stone door spread out of the crack at this time, making a clattering sound, and then it shattered as if overwhelmed, and pieces of black rock fell down, and suddenly smoke and dust were everywhere.

Qin Wuxi slapped his palms, smiled slightly, and raised his eyebrows at Xuan Qingyang, as if to say: How is it?

Xuan Qingyang smiled silently and sarcastically, and then with a wave of his robe, the smoke and dust that filled the stone house suddenly billowed away, falling out of the dark appearance of the house.

Seeing this figure fluttering, Xuan Qingyang immediately fled into it, and Qin Wuxi hurriedly followed.

After the two stepped into the stone gate, a slightly gloomy stone house suddenly appeared in the eyes of the two, and at this time, on the stone walls around the stone house, source crystals of different colors were shining one after another, quietly suspended in mid-air, and one after another source power light clusters wrapped them, which looked extremely mysterious.

Qin Wuxi looked at the nearly twenty light clusters floating in mid-air, and a look of shock slowly appeared in his eyes.

Being able to condense the source crystal, it proves that these source beasts were at least powerful beings who stepped into the Spirit Source Realm before they were alive, but now there are nearly twenty light clusters suspended here. How many powerful source beasts did the owner of this tomb have to kill before he was alive to have such a scene as he is now.

"Hehe!" Xuan Qingyang's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw this, and his eyes were full of covetousness, with these source crystals, presumably his strength should be able to recover two or three times.

"It seems that this seat is not wrong!"

Xuan Qingyang waved his big hand, his figure flashed, and he swept into the air, and the spirit in his palm surged, and he immediately grabbed a source crystal.

The dozens of source crystals in the stone house all flowed with majestic source power on the surface, presumably the owner of the tomb in order to better preserve these source crystals, but now these source forces have become an obstacle for Xuan Qingyang.

The vast divine soul surged, and it took nearly a few breaths. Only then did all the source power in it dissipate.

"Boy, I'll collect the source crystal, you help me watch it" As his figure flickered, Xuan Qingyang's voice also quietly reached Qin Wuxi's ears.

Qin Wuxi nodded, and then his body moved, and he appeared outside the stone house, and the divine soul in the divine palace gushed out, instantly taking in all the situations within fifty meters of his body.

In the stone house, Xuan Qingyang's figure was constantly flickering, and the power of the divine soul in his palm covered it, and the source crystals wrapped in the source power were collected into the palm of his hand, slowly dissipating the majestic source power in it.

This kind of collection lasted for a few minutes or so, and just when Qin Wuxi breathed a sigh of relief, a heavy footstep also came into his ears at this time.

Qin Wuxi's eyes raised slightly, looking into the distance of the passage, where a vague figure was slowly emerging, and with every step of the figure, a strong aura also climbed with it.

A laugh that was not salty or faint also came.

"Brother Qin, it's really a place where you don't meet in life!"

The corners of Qin Wuxi's mouth raised slightly, and he smiled indifferently at the figure that gradually came and nodded lightly.

"It seems that there is indeed fate!"

"Brother Mo!"