Aoki futon, told in Ye Shenfeng's mouth, this is an extremely high-grade futon, priceless, monks sit on it to practice, the mind and mind are one, the spiritual platform is empty, and it can easily enter the best cultivation state. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

And this kind of futon can make the monk's control of the aura more handy.

This kind of futon, in the imperial capital, is also priceless, often appears at auctions, but is contested by many families.

"It's worth the trip to bring back a few Aoki futons!" Ye Shenfeng whispered.

However, although the number of people in this palace is smaller than that of the others, in fact it is not a minority, and monks can often be seen passing by in the criss-crossing passages.

"Uh!" Suddenly, a scream came from the palace in the depths.

"The guardians of the palace have come back to life!" someone exclaimed.

"It's just a bunch of puppets that have gone through a long time, and their limbs have long since rotted!" said a monk.

Yang Sheng and his party continued to go deeper, and immediately saw a passage, where yellow armor soldiers with swords and halberds in their hands woke up from a long slumber, and marched in a crowded manner.

The yellow armor had been too long, their weapons were rusty, mottled with age, and some of them had uncoordinated limbs, walking crookedly and very slowly.

The relics of the Eastern Emperor, whether it is the Great Array or the Guardian, have become vulnerable under the erosion of time, which gives the monks from the outside world an opportunity to take advantage of.

These yellow armor soldiers, who woke up from their sleep at the moment when everyone broke in, guarded the rooms behind them, and the doors of some rooms were already unsightly, and they collapsed suddenly under the movement of the armor soldiers waking up, revealing everything in the room.

"It's a red cloud futon!" exclaimed a monk.

Lingguang futon, golden silk futon, red cloud futon, Aoki futon, and the most precious Taiyi futon in the legend, this is the level distribution of the futon.

The most ordinary spiritual light futon is already of extraordinary value, this kind of futon is no longer an ordinary casual cultivation can have, it is a very luxurious thing to be able to sit on the futon and practice, even if you have a futon, you also need a large supply of spirit stones to play a real effect.

And the most precious Taiyi futon among the futons, it is rumored that even the immortal lord does not necessarily have the opportunity to sit on it.

"The aura is dim, too much time has passed, and the effect of this red cloud futon is probably going to drop by one or two levels!" an old monk analyzed.

Everyone's eyes fell on the futon in the room, and as the old monk said, the light of the red cloud futon was a little dim.

"It's okay, find someone to complete the broken runes, and that's a brand new Red Cloud Futon!"

"This outermost room is made of red cloud futons, it is really worthy of the cultivation hall set up by the Eastern Emperor, and when it goes to the deepest part of the palace, it will be ......" Everyone's eyes looked at the depths of the palace, and the greedy gaze in the eyes of some people flickered.

"Could there be a legendary Taiyi futon?" a monk swallowed.

"It's really full of treasures. Mu Yunxian had stars in his eyes, "Just take two pieces back to the imperial capital, who dares to say that I am a vase?"

Ye Shenfeng stroked his forehead and reminded: "There are people here who are more powerful than Monk Jindan, even if there is a Taiyi futon, I'm afraid it won't be our turn, it's safer to go back with three or two red cloud futons and Qingmu futons." ”

Yang Sheng glanced at the two of them: "Don't be in a hurry to discuss what to take, these armorers are also very simple, and they are some extremely powerful." ”

The bones of the screaming man just now were still held in the air by a yellow armor soldier with a spear, and the blood slipped from the rusty spear little by little, dripping on the ground and making a "da-da-da" sound, which made everyone who were smoked by the treasure slightly sober.

I saw that the yellow armor's hand covered with mottled armor pierced into the dead monk's divine mansion, and a dim golden pill was caught by him, and then swallowed the golden pill in one gulp under the shocked expressions of everyone.

For a moment, a powerful aura fluctuation emanated, and the yellow armor gently shook twice, and the yellow-black patina began to fall off, revealing the original crystal clear armor that swirled around.

"My Emperor is mighty!"

As if returning to the most powerful moment three thousand years ago, the Yellow Armor Warrior roared, and a terrifying wave of qi bombarded everyone like a raging wave.

"These armorers can become powerful by devouring things that carry a lot of aura!" Ye Shenfeng whispered.

"Could this be the Eastern Emperor's 300,000 puppet soldiers?" exclaimed a monk, recalling the history of the most powerful man three thousand years ago.

Historically, the most powerful refiner under the Eastern Throne spent countless resources to create these 300,000 puppet gods, each of whom at least had the strength of a human immortal with Jindan, the most powerful puppet general, and the ability to carry the immortal master.

There was once a holy place that was brought to the ground by one of the eight desolate generals under the Eastern Throne with these 300,000 puppet soldiers in a day and night! Since then, these 300,000 puppet soldiers have established a great reputation and become the most courageous army under the Eastern Throne.

The famous puppet soldier back then, is now here to guard the palace for the Eastern Emperor?

For a moment, everyone was a little discouraged.

"Some broken puppets, three thousand years of wear, what is left?" said a monk.

"Even if I take a futon with me, it's enough for me to practice for ten years!"

Greed often drives people.

The yellow armor soldiers seemed to feel the murderous aura, and they became irritable one by one, and the sound of swords and swords was endless.

"There are only a hundred puppets here, and they are all crippled, and they can't stop these monks, and when the time comes, the three of us will go in and fish in troubled waters. Ye Shenfeng said in a low voice.

In his hand, a dark golden long sword has been held in his hand by some time, the sword body is made of a dark gold metal, the blade is like autumn frost, the cold light is shining, and the word "shadow" on the sword body is prominently engraved on it.

"Famous Sword Shadow!" Mu Yunxian covered his mouth and said softly, "I didn't expect the old man in your family to be willing to hand over this sword to you." ”

"The elders of my family are not as talkative as the ones in your family. Ye Shenfeng smiled bitterly.

"Famous sword?" Yang Sheng wondered,

"The seven famous swords of the imperial capital, each of them is a peerless sword of the first rank in the world, and each one has extraordinary abilities, just like the bamboo willow of Yunxian, which is built with the willow branches of the divine willow and the main trunk of the heavenly cloud bamboo, and then engraved with the sharpest runes of the Mu family, which is so sharp that it is not like words. Ye Shenfeng explained.

"How can your shadow sword be useful!" Mu Yunxian stared intently at the dark golden long sword in Ye Shenfeng's hand, with stars in his eyes, "This is a conspiracy behind the scenes, an artifact that kills people and grabs treasures!"

This frightened Ye Shenfeng almost wanted to put away the sword in his hand, it was not a good thing to be targeted by this little princess.

"It's a pity that if you want to hold this sword, you have to practice your Ye family's exercises, otherwise I will definitely find a way to take it over. Mu Yunxian pursed his lips.

Yang Sheng carefully looked at the dark golden long sword in Ye Shenfeng's hand, this sword exuded a mysterious power, this power made this sword as if it was not in this time and space, looming, sweeping it with the divine sense derived from his Jindan realm, and he couldn't even perceive this sword.

"This is similar to the old man's ghostly sword. Yang Sheng pondered.

Between thoughts, the yellow armor priest had already attacked, fighting with the monks present, and suddenly flames, lightning, frost, and all kinds of divine powers flew desperately.

The yellow armorers do not have magical powers, but their bodies are the most powerful magic weapons, and the weapons in their hands seem to have been inflicted with a mysterious and powerful rune, making them extremely sharp and capable of cutting off magical powers.

"Divine Fire!" a Jindan monk snorted softly, and a terrifying flame shock wave shot out of thin air towards the yellow armor, but it was chopped by the halberd in the yellow armor's hand.

The yellow armor priest rushed over fiercely, piercing and provoking the stunned monk, and piercing the monk's divine mansion with his other hand like a sharp knife, grabbed the golden pill in it, and swallowed it in his stomach.

The yellow armor grew stronger, just like the one before, and the rust began to peel off.

Some monks were stripped of the golden pill by the yellow armor, and some yellow armor were cut off by the monks, and their broken bodies struggled violently on the opposite side, even if they were turned into two pieces, and they raised the sword in their hands until they were trampled to pieces.

There are also people who try to put this puppet god soldier back, but in the end to no avail, the puppet god soldier can only be completely calmed down when it is turned into smashes.

"It's useless, these puppet soldiers are only loyal to the Eastern Emperor, even if they are brought back, they will find this place again and continue to guard here. Someone said in a deep voice.

"What a waste. Mu Yunxian pouted, and the famous sword bamboo willow in his hand easily tore the worn-out halberd that he had chopped, this sword was so sharp that it cut through the halberd, and it turned into two pieces like cutting tofu.

Yang Sheng turned into a black lightning bolt and rushed into the yellow armor, the golden pill in his divine mansion operated violently, and a series of rune culture as pitch-black lightsabers shot out, and these black lightsabers disappeared silently the moment they shot out.

When it reappeared, it had already sunk into the chest of the Yellow Armor, and the pitch-black lightsaber began to twist like a black hole, and the terrifying force twisted the Yellow Armor's body to pieces.

"Could this ....... be a ghostly sword?" Ye Shenfeng and Mu Yunxian glanced at each other, remembering the legend back then, this legend even they heard from their own adults, although a long time has passed, it is still shocking.

"It's as dark as ink, dividing the space. This is very similar to the legendary supernatural power. Ye Shenfeng whispered.

The pitch-black sword slashed the surrounding yellow armor warriors to smithereens, and for a while, the surroundings of Yang Sheng and the three of them became a little empty, and some monks looked at Yang Sheng with some horror, but they didn't expect this inconspicuous black-clothed young man to have such a powerful strength.

"I didn't expect Brother Yang Sheng to hide it deeply and have such a powerful power. ”