And it didn't take long for a slight sound of footsteps to be heard.

Tong Baichuan's expression moved, and he glanced at Hua Mingli, in addition to reminding the other party, he naturally confirmed what he said before.

But when the footsteps were close to the exit of the passage, they suddenly disappeared, which made the two stunned at the same time.

But the two of them did not make a sound, but gathered their breath and sat motionless on the ground.

I think the other party is worried about any danger in the stone room, so he must investigate before entering.

But after a while, Tong Baichuan and Hua Mingli didn't feel the traces of their divine senses.

So in their hearts, after the two looked at each other, they stood up at the same time and came to the exit of the passage, but it was empty, where was there half a figure?

"Are you looking for this seat?" Suddenly, a man's voice came from behind the two.

When Tong Baichuan heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly flashed out to the side, for fear that he would be attacked by the other party, and at the same time hurriedly turned his head to look.

And Hua Mingli also leaped out in the opposite direction, and also looked at the person who spoke up.

Next to the huge bronze tripod, a big man in black was standing there with his hands on his shoulders, but his eyes did not glance at the two of them, but fell on the flower scroll on the stone wall, without taking them in his eyes at all.

"Are you...... Yuan Shen Stage Monk!" Although the black-clothed man had his back to them, Tong Baichuan and the others could recognize it at a glance, this person was definitely not an ancient monster. And when they released their divine consciousness and swept it away on the black-clothed man, their expressions changed drastically, and they screamed almost at the same time.

As soon as the words fell, Tong Baichuan immediately raised his hand and grabbed the red flying sword magic weapon he had obtained before in his hand. And Hua Mingli also took out the red gourd, and cut a blood mark on his palm, and the blood gushed out and stained the entire gourd.

"Nine Spirits Old Ghost, you never imagined that this seat would be able to see the light of day again, right?" After the black-clothed man smiled coldly at the white-bearded old man on the picture scroll, he suddenly turned his senses and revealed a rugged face, which was Mo Luo.

"I just heard two fellow Daoists talk about the 'Yuan Devouring Dafa'? I'm very interested in this secret technique, I don't know who it is?" said with a smile on the corner of Mo Luo's mouth.

"Ahem, it turns out that the seniors are looking for this thing! Don't hide it from the seniors, the handscroll of this secret technique is in the hands of the juniors. Since the seniors are interested, it doesn't hurt to give it to the seniors, but can the seniors let me leave safely?" Hua Mingli rolled his eyes quickly, and said with a smile on his face.

"Naturally!" Moro smiled and nodded.

When Hua Mingli heard this, he hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and was about to hand over the things.

It's no wonder that even though both of them now have magic weapons in their hands, the power they can really exert is really limited, and they are also vulnerable to the face of the monks in the Yuan Shen Period.

"Stop, Brother Hua, do you really believe that he will let us go?" At this moment, Tong Baichuan suddenly shouted, and Hua Mingli's hand that had just stretched out was so frightened that he immediately retracted.

"Haha, whether you pay it or not, the result is the same. However, since you want to kill, this seat is too lazy to bother, so let's solve it together. After Mo Luo raised his head and laughed, he glanced in a certain direction, intentionally or unintentionally,

When Tong Baichuan and Hua Mingli heard this, their faces suddenly turned blue, but they seemed to understand something, and they also looked around, but they didn't find anything.

"Oh, still won't show up, then I'll ask you to come out!" Mo Luo pursed his lips slightly, and suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed it in the direction he was looking at just now.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in the void, and a bloody blade slashed through, directly cutting a deep groove into the stone wall.

Immediately after, somewhere a few feet away from the blood blade, a figure flashed, and a man in black staggered out of thin air.

The man was twenty-seven or eighteen years old, wearing a black shirt, and when he saw that his whereabouts were discovered, he couldn't help but look at Mo Luo with a solemn face.

This man in black was Yuan Fei, who had just infiltrated the stone chamber.

Originally, Yuan Fei just wanted to secretly investigate whether this place was where the exit was, but who knew that he happened to encounter the appearance of Moluo. And even more unlucky, the other party soon discovered its hidden location.

To be honest, it has been urging the Hidden Spirit Bead for many years, and as long as it is not moved, even the early stage of the Yuan Shen cultivator will be difficult to discover.

But the strange thing is that for this big man in black, his concealment technique seems to non-existent.

"You're really unusual, if it weren't for something on your body that had a lot to do with this seat, it would be really difficult for this seat to find your traces. After looking at Yuan Fei with interest, Mo Luo said in amazement.

"Things, it's the first time I've seen my seniors, how can I have things from my predecessors?" Yuan Fei was stunned when he heard this, thinking that he had already been secretly planted by the other party, so he released his divine sense to examine it carefully, but in the end, he found nothing.

"I don't want to waste my time with you, so let's all die. After pursing his lips with a disdainful expression, Mo Luo suddenly bent his fingers and flicked it three times in a row.

Suddenly, three rays of blood light emerged from his fingertips, and they shot towards Yuan Fei and the others at a rapid speed.

Yuan Fei looked startled, and hurriedly grabbed the Yin Luo knife in his hand with a flip of his wrist, and then crossed it in front of him.

With a soft roar, the blood light hit the surface of the Yin Luo Dao with great accuracy, and Yuan Fei immediately felt a powerful force, and his body slashed out several feet away before stopping.

Even though Yuan Fei relied on his extraordinary body to resist the attack, his hands were unusually sore, as if he had lost consciousness.

He quickly took a deep breath and ran even the true yuan, and then it returned to normal.

On the other side, Tong Baichuan shouted, desperately swinging the red flying sword to meet the blood.

Hua Mingli threw the red gourd stained with his blood, and the blood was magnificent, releasing a light curtain to cover it.

The next moment, there were two muffled sounds of "bang", although Tong Baichuan and Hua Mingli both withstood the attack of Moluo, they were all knocked out by the huge force of the shock, fortunately, there was not much danger to their lives.

"Magic weapon? It seems that you have gained a lot in this cave, and you actually have all magic weapons in your hands. However, with the cultivation of Er, the magic weapon power that can be exerted is not one in ten at all, at most, it is just a little longer. After a different color flashed in Mo Luo's eyes, he still didn't pay attention to the juniors in front of him.

With that, as soon as his hands were closed, a blood-colored ball of light the size of a leather ball condensed and formed.

After Moro smiled contemptuously, he suddenly said the word "broken".

Suddenly, the blood-colored ball of light between his two hands burst open, turning into dozens of thumb-sized balls of light, which shot towards the opposite side one after another.

"Brother Hua, Shi Daoyou, hurry up and act together, otherwise even if we can barely resist it, our lives will be in danger. When Tong Baichuan saw the overwhelming attack, he was immediately shocked, and after shouting, he immediately opened his mouth and spewed out two balls of essence blood.

One group was submerged into the magic weapon flying sword in his hand, and the other group was submerged into the black robe he was wearing.

Then Tong Baichuan bit his middle finger and quickly drew a strange figure on his chest, the surface of the black robe shone brightly, and a faint black mask emerged.

Not only that, but his right arm shook suddenly, and seven or eight sword lights flashed out.

Seeing this, Hua Ming's face turned ruthless, and his right hand was a little in the air, and wisps of blood poured into the red gourd like a stream.

Immediately afterwards, Hua Mingli also drew a strange figure with his left hand, and it disappeared into the red gourd in a flash.

With a "bang", the mouth of the gourd suddenly opened, and a firebird flew out of it, just a circle, and then swelled in the wind, turning into the size of a foot.

As soon as the bird appeared, its wings flickered, and a flame rolled out, like a wave of fire and a tidal wave.

"Treasure Sacrifice Technique!" Yuan Fei couldn't help but move in his heart when he saw the strange behavior of the two.

This sacrificial treasure technique is a method that allows the monks of the Rong Yuan period to activate the magic weapon in a short period of time by performing a method similar to blood sacrifice on the magic weapon.

Of course, although it can barely be activated for a moment, it can only exert one or two percent of the power of the magic weapon at most, and the premise of performing this kind of secret technique must consume a large amount of its own essence and blood, and for the monk, it will definitely lose its vitality afterwards.

But it's nothing compared to a small life.

It's just that in Yuan Fei's impression, this kind of secret technique seems to have disappeared a long time ago, but he didn't expect Tong Baichuan and the others to be able to perform it.

Thinking of this, Yuan Fei was secretly glad that he hadn't fought with the two before, otherwise he would have been in trouble.

But now is not the time for crankiness.

Yuan Fei took a long breath, and the surface of his body suddenly shone brightly. Immediately, the light flickered, and all of them poured into the Yin Luo Knife, and this blade suddenly skyrocketed several times.

Then Yuan Fei clenched the Yin Luo knife with both hands, raised it high above his head, and suddenly shouted loudly, and slashed towards the opposite side fiercely.

As soon as the Yin Luo knife was slashed out, it swelled wildly again, turning into a huge number of zhang, and directly rushed into the blood-colored ball of light in the sky.

It wasn't the first time Yuan Fei had fought with a Yuanshen Stage cultivator, so he wouldn't be as scared as Tong Baichuan and the others.

He knew in his heart that the more he reached this life-threatening moment, the more he had to be calm. What's more, with his cultivation in the late stage of Rongyuan, coupled with the Yin Luo Dao and many powerful supernatural powers, even if he can't hurt the other party, he can still protect himself.

And at the moment when the Yin Luo Dao smashed into the blood-colored ball of light, the purple light on Yuan Fei's body was released, and a layer of purple light appeared and protected it, it was the Xuanguang Armor.

He was naturally familiar with the sturdiness of the Xuanguang Armor, and he believed that with the protection of this armor, he would definitely not be in a big problem.

In the next moment, all the attacks collided together, and Yuan Fei and the three of them were even drowned in the blood-colored ball of light at once.

Suddenly, the roar and explosion of "boom" continued to resound, and all sides of the stone chamber were frightened into rubble, and billowing smoke and dust rose.