Bang bang bang!

Three loud bangs in succession! The storm that gathered the power of the three parties slammed into the three boxes, directly rolling open the purple gold lock on them, and when the door of the box was wide open, revealing the contents inside. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Han Yuan saw this scene next to him, and he was even more angry. How could these three boxes be as indestructible as Meng Fanlin said before, they were nothing more than exaggeration to lure him into the bait.

Meng Fanlin probably didn't expect Han Yuan to be able to get out so quickly, his face changed, his hands pressed, and he pinched out a magic seal. In an instant, the blood belt that had been cut off by Han Yuan grew violently as if it had taken some kind of tonic, and the snake circled on the ground, and the thick blood light enveloped Han Yuan again.

However, with the gap that had just managed to break free, how could Han Yuan, who had already taken precautions, allow himself to fall into the blood array again? He pointed at the Frost Sacrifice Sword, and the five styles of the Spirit Snake Sword Technique were used with ease, and the cold sword light turned into a spirit snake and fought with the black and red blood snake.

It's a pity that it was this delay, and the ghost-headed banner rolled up in the air, wrapped three items in it, and fell into Meng Fanlin's arms.

Han Yuan gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Meng Fanlin!"

Meng Fanlin sneered: "Hard work is important, but compared to Guiluo Rong Yuanyu, what is it?"

Han Yuan's face was extremely ugly, he held the sword in his right hand, and a small drop of round dark red blood appeared in the palm of his left hand, and then he didn't hesitate to pinch it! Since Meng Fanlin used his actual actions to tell himself that this half drop of blood had no effect, it was better to give him a good time!

Meng Fanlin originally wanted to do some more means to completely solve the cold abyss, but his heart blood was extinguished, his face instantly turned pale as paper, he spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his breath also decayed all of a sudden. He hesitated for a moment, but still gave up the idea of entanglement with Han Yuan, and with a flip of his wrist, the dark blue ground that was originally flat without a single gap actually cracked a round hole in it, and his body twisted into it. Immediately afterwards, the entrance of the cave closed rapidly, and there was no trace of it anymore.

A belated sword slashed into the ground, smashing out a sparkle of silver-white sparks!

The Frost Sacrifice Sword is an ice-attribute magic sword, and it can actually spark on the ground at this moment, which shows how hard Han Yuan is and what kind of anger in his heart has reached. He stepped to the place where Meng Fanlin was standing before, raised his sword and slashed on the ground a few times, but unfortunately only scratched a shallow white mark, and had to grit his teeth and stop.

"Damn...... Don't let me catch it!" Han Yuan gasped a few times and said hatefully. Because of the damage to his qi and blood, his face looked a little pale, and his eyes were as black as ink, full of anger. The two sword eyebrows rose in anger, and their hearts were more like a volcano, in which countless magma surged non-stop.

If he just lost the chance treasure, he might still be a little disappointed and wouldn't particularly care. However, Meng Fanlin's behavior just now really angered him. There is no doubt that he was pitted by Meng Fanlin, and this pit was stepped into by himself on his own initiative, which is what made Han Yuan feel angry.

Of course, Meng Fanlin cannot be blamed too much for this matter. The two of them were originally wary of each other and cooperating, but for Han Yuan himself, he didn't mind giving Meng Fanlin a knife when he encountered the right opportunity. In this case, Meng Fanlin's behavior is also normal. He can only blame himself, he is still too careless and gullible.

Han Yuan, who gradually calmed down, also sorted out the general situation of the matter. The formation of the blood sacrifice had obviously been arranged a long time ago, just waiting for him to crash into it by himself. I'm afraid that even before he discovered the secret room, the tentative confrontation, and even the agreement were all in the other party's plan. In this way, Han Yuan couldn't help but be shocked, and couldn't help but suspect that some of the previous confrontation between the two was Meng Fanlin's plan, and some was his own choice.

Although there are only two contacts, he can also see Meng Fanlin's personality, although he is not stupid, but he has an impulsive personality and simple thinking, and he is really not a scheming person. If he is really such a scheming person, with the experience and accumulation of four hundred years of Yuanying Old Demon, it is not easy to trap him Han Yuan? Not to mention that he was defeated and blackmailed by him at the first meeting, with the blood sacrifice formation just now, he could directly kill him, where could he break free.

In other words, Meng Fanlin did have some scheming, but he was still too impatient and didn't need to exaggerate too much. He could only blame himself for being too careless, thinking that he could sit back and relax with half a drop of hard work in his hands, and fell into Meng Fanlin's trap.

In fact, as early as when Meng Fanlin admitted that he had manipulated the trap in the room outside, he should have been vigilant. Does the effort work? Of course it does. Holding half a drop of blood, just like Meng Fanlin's own flesh and blood, it is difficult for ordinary people to overcome their body's protective instinct to attack themselves. However, Han Yuan forgot that Meng Fanlin was made up of an old monster and could not be looked at with the eyes of ordinary people.

The cultivation of the whole body in the Yuan Infant is in the Yuan Infant, and I don't pay so much attention to the flesh/body. It is said that even if a strong person in the infancy stage breaks his arm, he can gradually grow back within a few years. Since Meng Fanlin was a Yuan Infant Stage cultivator, as long as he was determined to sacrifice half a drop of his heart and soul to solve his trouble, it would still be easy to resist the instinct of the body.

It's like letting a mortal cut off his arm, and he won't be able to do it, or letting a gecko cut off its tail, and it won't be in much pain. If the gecko's soul enters the mortal body, its mind is still that of the gecko, let it slash itself, as long as it makes up its mind, it will not encounter much resistance.

Meng Fanlin was the gecko, but it was a pity that he looked too highly of himself and Han Yuan, although he successfully pitted Han Yuan, but after all, he did not kill him. After this incident, the two of them can be regarded as completely torn their faces, and the next time they meet, they will inevitably be separated from each other. At that time, Han Yuan will never hesitate for the slightest longer.

Anyway, it's a lesson. At this point, it was useless to be angry and remorseful, and Han Yuan's mood gradually calmed down and began to reflect on himself.

He is still too young to trust others easily, and his vigilance is still not enough. This is also because he is inexperienced as a fledgling, after all, he is only a sixteen-year-old boy, and he can't help but think simple when he encounters problems. Meng Fanlin is a primitive old monster, even if he is a simple-minded infant monk, he has hundreds of years of experience, and it is understandable that he was pitted.

Understanding is understanding, this lesson Han Yuan can be regarded as remembering. There are many dangers along the way, and there is not so much good luck. This time he is only damaged in qi and blood, and next time he may lose his life! Perhaps from a certain point of view, this is also a good thing, it is better to suffer a little injury now than to be pitted to death by a stronger opponent in the future.

Of course, this kind of good thing, if we meet again, he must "thank" Meng Fanlin well. Even though he had calmed down, remembering Meng Fanlin's deception and teasing of him still made Han Yuan grit his teeth.

Seeing that he couldn't break through the ground, Meng Fanlin didn't know where to run, and Han Yuan simply stopped doing useless work. He put his sword in his hand, took one last look at the three empty bronze chests, and turned to leave.

Just at this glance, Han Yuan's footsteps that had already walked out were nailed to the ground and twisted back.

At a cursory glance, it seems that there is no difference between these three boxes, and they are all empty. However, once you connect the three chests, you will be surprised to find that the space in the leftmost box seems to be a little less than the other two, and it looks much smaller. But it stands to reason that these three boxes are all the same size and are clearly a set, so how can there be a difference in the storage space inside?

Han Yuan hurriedly stepped in two steps to the box on the far left, squatted down and carefully examined the inside of the box.

When I looked at it, I found that there was a bulge inside the box. To be precise, a small box popped out of the box, also made of bronze, which fits perfectly into the inside of the large box. If you don't look closely, you'll probably not notice. This small box is supposed to be hidden inside the box with some kind of mechanism, but unfortunately, thousands of years have passed, and the mechanism has long since failed, so that the box will automatically pop out as soon as it is opened.

Han Yuan poked the white bone dagger, but there was no trap, so he reached in the dagger and pried out the small box little by little along the edge. There was no lock on this small box, and Han Yuan opened it with a slight force of his hands.

The box was covered with fine silk, I don't know what kind of demon beast silk it was woven from, it was still gorgeous after so many years, and when it was opened, it illuminated the room. But what really caught Han Yuan's attention was the thin pages on it.

The classics in the cultivation realm are usually recorded in jade slips, and things like paper are rare, and there are even fewer papers that can be handed down. I don't know what kind of paper this is, it has been immortal for thousands of years, and there is a faint layer of spiritual light. Han Yuan carefully unfolded it, and on the first page were the five big characters of Dragon Flying and Phoenix Dance:

Ancient Shattered Star Finger!