There are not many things in the brocade box, a palm-sized white jade plate, a black small ding, and a cyan short sword, revealing a compelling spiritual power, a few things look like there are not three yellow jade slips scattered in the box, and I don't know if there is a method of forging spirits, and the dialect is also a little nervous at this time. [Ran^Text^Library] []

Looking at the things inside, the hearts of several people who had been hanging also let go, thinking that this was a place where ghosts were entrenched, and it was unlikely that they would get the inheritance they wanted, but suddenly they turned around and found this ancient tomb, and the most important discovery was this brocade box. There are exactly three treasures inside, enough for three people to distribute, and those jade slips can be copied, and Fang Yan is about to take them out and check them.

At this moment, the monk surnamed Cheng suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled: "Haha...... What kind of royal family is my Dao, it turned out to be the remnants of the Poison King Mountain, and a lot of power has developed here, but I am afraid of being seen through, and I hide my head and tail, haha, it's really ridiculous. No wonder the so-called secret arts in this city seem to be familiar, so it is, so it is. ”

This sudden burst of wild laughter made Fang Yan's heart suddenly startled, and then the monk surnamed Cheng even changed his voice completely, and this passage was inexplicably wonderful, and he couldn't understand what it meant at all. Looking at the person who was still laughing arrogantly, Wang Jin didn't even care about the things in the brocade box, and immediately held the magic weapon in his hand and looked at it with a wary expression.

The two of them involuntarily stepped back, and the monk surnamed Cheng felt that even his breath had changed, as if suddenly a different person had changed, what the hell was going on. Fang Yan put the magic weapon and talisman into his sleeve and asked Wang Jin, "What's wrong with Cheng Daoyou, and how did Wang Daoyou know him?"

Wang Jin was about to answer, but the monk surnamed Cheng suddenly said loudly: "Fang Yan, you are the kid who escaped that day, and I don't know how the **** survived, but if you let Li Changhuan know, your kid still has time to come out to explore the secret, I'm afraid that your nose will be crooked, hehe." In this brocade box. It's the magic weapon of the Jindan monk, what is the use of the monks in the Qi cultivation period, or let me help you keep it, and return it to you when you advance the Jindan, haha......"

Fang Yan was shocked when he heard it, no wonder this voice was a little familiar, this was not the group of people he met on the way to hunt demons last time. The foreign monk, but he clearly remembered that he was a monk in the foundation building period. And the appearance is not like this at all, but the voice is exactly the same.

"Who are you, how can you recognize it, and know the events of that day? You don't need to pretend to be a ghost here, don't you just want to swallow the treasures in the brocade box, even if you have the ability. Fang Yan shouted loudly, and a trace of panic flashed in his heart, but he didn't forget to point out the matter of the brocade box, and said that he would pull Wang Jin in. One more person, one more power.

"Just by waiting for this little bit of Taoism, of course you can't see who I am, but you will recognize it later, and I promise to surprise you. As he spoke, the man wiped his face, and then his appearance immediately changed, and when he looked at the dialect, this was not who else that person would be that day. Even his aura had returned to the foundation building period, except that it was the foreign monk who was dressed differently from that day.

Fang Yan was amazed, how could there be such a strange secret technique in this world, which could change his appearance and breath, but people couldn't see it at all. I'm afraid that this person will already recognize him as soon as they meet. But he kept going around in circles with them patiently, until he saw the treasure in the brocade box, and then he couldn't wait to show his true face.

"Now recognize it, I won't kill you if you tie your hands, wait with me to see Li Changhuan, as for whether he kills you or not, it has nothing to do with me. And you. It turned out to be the remnant of the Poison King Mountain, and it was your bad luck to fall into my hands today, to tell you the truth, I am Cheng Yi, a disciple of Tianmen in Zhongzhou, and I will let you die today. The man suddenly looked at Wang Jin, and then moved his hand to him without saying a word.

At this moment, Wang Jin was also puzzled, and he couldn't figure out what the remnants of the Poison King Mountain meant, there was only the Poison King City here, where did a Poison King Mountain pop up, and what this person said He was a Zhongzhou monk, what the hell was going on. It's just that at this time, where can he think carefully, but in front of him is a foundation building period monk, with two guns in his hands in an instant, and a black shield standing in front of him.

"Fang Daoyou, I'll wait together, this person will definitely not let go of Daoyou, killing this person may still have a chance of life, kill!" As he spoke, Cheng Yi's spiritual weapon sword pierced through this shield, and Wang Jin desperately used his twin guns to hold it, but he was knocked back more than ten steps. This person not only has a great advantage in mana, but also has a good alchemy technique, and it seems that the two of them together have little chance of winning.

How could Fang Yan not understand, at this moment he had no way to retreat, just when Cheng Yi made a move, he immediately followed behind, and more than ten talismans mixed with golden flying knives roared away between his hands, and a shadowless demon sword was also quietly released by him. This was obviously not enough, and the dialect released the black evil again, flying above the man.

"Your kid is a demon cultivator, it turns out that you are also a foreign monk, could it be that you came from Xizhou. Okay, great, it seems that today not only did I get the relics of Poison King Mountain, but I could also easily kill the little devil from Xizhou. Haha, this trip is really worth it. This Cheng Yi laughed, but he didn't underestimate the black evil that came quickly, and suddenly he sacrificed a long sword, attacking and defending without revealing the slightest flaw.

But at this moment, this person suddenly spun his body and jumped up, and the shadowless demon sword secretly released by Fang Yan was still noticed by him, the monk in the foundation building period had already cultivated the primordial spirit, and the divine sense was by no means comparable to the monk in the qi refining period. However, this sword still frightened Cheng Yi, because when he found it, the magic sword was not far from him, but he barely dodged it.

With a soft sound, several strands of filament fell, and the Shadowless Demon Sword flew almost against Cheng Yi's head, cutting off a few strands of his hair, almost becoming a fatal blow. And those talismans and golden flying knives were just covering this blow, and they were all picked off by his long sword in a few clicks, and there was basically not much threat, and even the blade of the golden flying knife was slightly damaged

However, this sword still made Cheng Yi jump like thunder, and a small Qi refining period monk almost gave him a fatal blow, and also cut off a few strands of black hair on his head, which was a great shame, and he immediately said angrily: "What a devil, he actually attacked Lao Tzu, see if I don't break your body into thousands of pieces and chop you into pulp!"

Immediately, this person's long sword let out a soft groan, and the dancing sword flower went straight to the dialect, and at the same time pulled out a spirit beast-like thing from his waist, which fell to the ground a little wooden, and then Cheng Yi played a spell, and this thing suddenly came to life in a flash of white light, became very agile, and rushed straight to the black evil.

"Puppet beast!" Fang Yan couldn't help blurting out, even though the body shape of this thing looked similar to that of a spirit beast, the expression on its face did not change in the slightest, and it did not have the roar of the spirit beast when attacking, it was just a puppet in the shape of a beast. But this puppet can't be underestimated, because most of them are made of hard materials, and they don't know pain, they are not afraid of life and death, they just blindly attack, and whoever encounters it is very headache.

And the level of this puppet is not low, as soon as he fought with the black evil, he made the black evil suffer a loss, and the sharp and abnormal claws were useless on this puppet, but let this puppet claw with a claw, and hit a stumbling one. However, the black demon is a demonic beast, and he was immediately ferocious when he was hit by this blow, and he fought with this puppet.

Fang Yan's side is not in a good situation, although this Cheng Yi dealt with the two of them at the same time, but his swordsmanship is really exquisite, a long sword against one of them seems to be at ease, Fang Yan can only be tired of parrying, using all his strength to resist. Under the envoy of this person, this spirit weapon sword is like a life, and the route of attack is very strange, and the dialect can't figure out where it came from.

The same long sword is completely different in this person's hand, maybe this is the swordsmanship master I have heard of, Fang Yan couldn't help but secretly complain, this time I am afraid that I have really met a ruthless character, and I have tried my best to resist the power of this person's sword. It seems that the Zhongzhou Dutianmen he said may be another great sect, and the sharpness of the swordsmanship obviously comes from the complete swordsmanship inheritance.

And Wang Jin's side was even more unbearable, even a few magic weapons were damaged, the clothes on his body were in tatters, and the blood was flowing down all over his body, falling on the stone slab of the tomb. was on the verge of crisis, but Wang Jin, who was desperately resisting, did not notice that as soon as the blood flowing on his body stuck to the stone slab, it would immediately disappear without a trace, and he didn't know where it went.

Looking at the embarrassed appearance of the two, Cheng Yi laughed proudly, and when they were trying their best to resist the sword attack and had no time to take care of the brocade box, his figure grabbed the brocade box with a few flashes, and then quickly put it in the storage bag on his waist. And Fang Yan still has the heart to think about these at the moment, he is now thinking about finding an opportunity to slip away, and it is difficult to be this person's opponent if he continues to fight.

"I took the brocade box, I'm afraid you won't be able to use these things, because after a while you will become dead, and what use do dead people want these treasures. Die for me!" Saying that, this person shouted, he was no longer in the mood to play with them, the two small repairs in the Qi refining period were just small repairs, and they could not achieve the purpose of honing their swordsmanship.

The two long swords suddenly flashed with spiritual light, flying up and down in mid-air like swimming dragons, and swept towards the two of them respectively, I am afraid that it will only be a moment before they are killed. And the black demon is still fighting with that puppet, and Fang Yan can't find other high-end combat power that can resist, several magic weapons have been damaged just now, and he is ready to repeat his old tricks, and after collecting a flying sword from him, he will escape from here, there is no other way.

Suddenly, another unfamiliar voice came out, making the dialect almost distracted, only to hear a hoarse and weak voice say: "It turned out to be a senior disciple of Dutianmen, when did you dare to come to my Nanyue to spread wilderness, and snatch the old man's magic weapon, you are just a small disciple of the foundation building period, what is the use of the old man's magic weapon, are you the imperial envoy?"

This voice came from Fang Yan's side, but there was no one else next to him except Wang Jin, and Wang Jin's appearance at this time also made him very puzzled, and he could easily block that person's long sword spirit weapon with a short spear, which was not as laborious as just now. Could it be that he also covered up his cultivation, and turned out to be a Jindan Ancestor!(To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )