At this moment, Wanfu Mountain was extremely embarrassed and miserable, his clothes were in tatters, and dozens of scars could be vaguely seen, as if he had been scratched by swords from all directions, and it was no wonder that he curled up at the corner of the steps like a turtle holding his head.

"Senior Brother Wan, what happened?"

Le Feng and the others were taken aback and squatted down to check his injuries.

Xu Xuan was also very surprised, but the reason was different, he was very strange in his heart: Senior Brother Nayun and Yumo were both delirious and dying, and their feelings were much better in Wanfu Mountain, which was not a high cultivation.

However, thinking of this son's timidity, prudence and obscenity, Xu Xuan was not surprised.

"This is Senior Brother Wu...... Oh my!"

From the top of the steps came the exclamations of the Sword Sect disciples.

At the end of the steps, there was a corpse of a disciple of the Sword Sect lying at the end of the steps, and his body was full of shocking sword marks, bloody, dense, and cold.

What a miserable death!

The disciples of the two factions trembled, only to feel a chill spread in their hearts, like a shadow, and they could not be dispersed.

Xu Xuan also saw that his scalp was numb, and hurriedly ran the word "Jing", his heart was as clear as stopping water, but he also stared at the corpse a few times, and pondered: "These sword marks are not very deep, but the pupils are constricted, and there is fear before death, whether it is from trauma or mental trauma." ”

If you die from a sword wound, it is a ** injury, and if you die from a mental wound, it comes from the soul level.

The latter is more terrifying in comparison!

As the saying goes, open guns are easy to dodge and dark arrows are difficult to defend, and the attacks that originate from the soul level are almost untouchable.

Under the gaze of everyone, Wanfushan was still curled up on all fours, frightened and frightened, and said with palpitations: "In the hall...... Watch out for that sword......"

Sword?

A few people were puzzled, and Le Feng asked, "Are there any strong creatures?"

"No...... It's all treasures!"

Wan Fushan was faintly unwilling in his eyes, and wanted to stand up, but he was exhausted and couldn't move.

It's all treasures!

When everyone heard this, their eyes couldn't help but flicker with excitement, and it was difficult to suppress the tremor in their hearts.

Le Feng first sent someone to send Wanfu Mountain out of the Spirit Palace.

The eyes of the rest of the people were aimed at the end of the staircase, mixed blessings.

Nie Han of the Sword Sect took the lead in leading the way, and Xu Xuan also found that the aura on his body was much stronger than before, and he had obviously broken through the four levels of qi refining.

Walk!

Everyone stepped up the steps and walked upward.

At this moment, the entire spiritual hall was silent.

With each step, the piercing chill became more and more intense and terrifying.

When they reached the end of the steps, some of the disciples were breathing rapidly, and they seemed to be a little out of control.

Xu Xuan had already felt the mysterious power that lingered around him...... Cold, domineering, and manic, as if he was about to rush into his body in an instant, tearing his body to shreds.

"Tsk, it's very interesting, and I'm glad you completed the ninth change 'deterrence' formula. ”

The remnants of the past life in his mind seemed to be feeling the outside world through Xu Xuan's mind all the time.

Xu Xuan really realized that his will had a certain degree of resistance to this mysterious force, but it was easier than that of ordinary Xianmen disciples.

One by one, everyone stepped onto the end of the steps, and everyone was stunned.

What appeared in front of me was a colorful hall space, and below it was a red-black hard floor, which was probably harder than the materials of the magic weapon, and the level could not be estimated, but it was certain that no one on the field could damage it in the slightest.

"Oh my God...... Black Darkstone!"

Xu Xuan recognized the origin of the stone under his feet, even if this thing was the size of a random palm, it was worth at least hundreds of thousands of spirit yuan coins, not to mention the square floor under his feet, which was all made of black and iron stones.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

Because Xu Xuan understood one thing, it was impossible for cultivators below the God Refining Stage to damage this black Xuantian stone, let alone take it out of the secret realm.

Nawanfushan said that all the treasures in this hall are not an exaggeration, and even the floor under his feet is worth a lot of money.

The square in the entire hall was reflected in the colorful formation enchantment on the first floor in the center, and a vast force suppressed the fierce and cold aura inside.

At this moment, the eyes of the people standing in front of them were attracted by something in the center.

Xu Xuan looked at it and saw that in the center of the square, there was an ancient well with a diameter of a few feet, flowing with a spiritual liquid as a pearl, flashing with blurred brilliance.

On the ancient well spiritual liquid, there was a broken ancient sword, rusty, faintly visible fire pattern purple light, but it was relatively dim.

When his eyes touched this sword, Xu Xuan's heart was shocked, his soul was like a lightning strike, and he hurriedly ran the meaning of the word deterrence, and that feeling gradually disappeared.

And the few disciples beside him, when they looked at the ancient sword, immediately snorted, and even spit out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, above the ancient well spiritual liquid, there was a Buddha bead and a green lotus leaf, which communicated with the power of the formation and suppressed the ancient sword below.

In addition, in the middle of the square, there were four or five similar magic weapons, suspended in the air, and together they maintained the power of the colorful enchantment.

"These magic weapons...... At least they're all at the spirit weapon level!"

Bai Pan of the Sword Sect forcibly suppressed the ecstasy in his heart.

The spiritual weapon is a more precious type of magic weapon in the cultivation world, with a certain spirituality, and its power far exceeds that of the magic weapon. In terms of value, this spiritual weapon is more than ten times that of an ordinary magic weapon.

It must be known that there are many immortal sect disciples on the field, and there are only one or two lower-level magic weapons in their hands, and the true disciples only have middle-level magic weapons, not even one upper-level magic weapon, how to talk about a higher-level spiritual weapon?

For this group of disciples, spiritual weapons are usually difficult to see, but at this time, they have seen so many at once.

"Look over there!"

Senior Brother Jia's hand pointed to a deeper position next to the ancient well, and in the colorful brilliance, a stone table could be seen.

There were a few dilapidated futons next to the stone table, and a few humanoid skeletons were still lying vaguely.

The stone table is next to the ancient well, and it is vaguely imaginable that there were several powerful cultivators sitting next to the ancient well, talking and laughing.

Xu Xuan's gaze was first attracted by the broken ancient sword in the ancient well, and then by the humanoid skeleton in front of the stone table.

These humanoid skeletons, under the erosion of the years, are still white and crystalline, exuding a spiritual atmosphere.

"After hundreds of years, the bones still contain spiritual charm, and these people are probably the strongest people who stepped into the ranks of Jindan Avenue back then. ”

Le Feng stared at the humanoid skeletons from afar, his eyes full of awe.

And what's even more incredible is that these few powerful cultivators who are only limited to the legendary level seem to have fallen here at the same time.

They were the ancestors of the two factions of Xingyu Mountain, and what kind of disaster caused their collective fall?

"Tsk, these skeletons were all above the Ning Dan stage back then, and after awakening for so many years, I finally saw a decent cultivator in this realm, but unfortunately it has been hundreds of years since they fell. ”

The remnant soul of the previous life sighed in his mind.

Xu Xuan didn't have the time to listen to him, and all his mind was attracted by those treasures.

Even in front of these humanoid skeletons, you can still see the storage bags left behind before death.

The storage bag of the strong in the Ning Dan period!

This is an almost fatal temptation for everyone on the field.

Finally, Xu Xuan's gaze shifted to the items on the stone platform, a dark purple jade, an antique small Ding furnace, flashing with a strange spiritual color, and there were also a variety of items such as jade slips and ancient books.

Xu Xuan was dazzled.

Treasures, all treasures!

Could it be that the high-level leaders of the Star Feather Gate, which were very prosperous back then, have all fallen here?

At this moment, he finally understood Wan Fushan's words and the strong unwilling expression on his face.

"Wait!" The remnant soul of the previous life suddenly spoke.

Xu Xuan's gaze immediately fixed on the stone platform, because he understood that the remnant soul of his previous life understood the external situation based on his senses.

"That piece of dark purple jade, do you see it, you must get it...... and the small tripod next to it, which is also extraordinary. Other than that, something else is just an attractive value to you. ”

The remnant soul of the previous life was obviously a little excited.

"What's the use of that stone?" Xu Xuan didn't recognize this thing for a while, but when he looked at it, his heart trembled, as if his soul was about to be attracted to it.

"This is the 'Purple Soul Jade', a soul treasure, which is ten times rarer than the soul ink stone that prompted the awakening of the 'Memory Star Sea' in the first place. With this thing, you can open the memory fragment that has been sealed in any corner of the memory star sea, and it will not be limited to the low-level memories at this moment. The remnant soul of the previous life said in a hurry and surprise.

Hearing this, Xu Xuan's heart also beat faster, with such a soul treasure, the effect on himself is by no means comparable to other treasures.

"You must get it!" Xu Xuan's eyes lit up and he made up his mind.

Most of the eyes of everyone on the field were attracted by the broken ancient swords in the ancient well spirit liquid, or the storage bags of the powerhouses of the Ning Dan period, or even the spirit weapons floating in mid-air, and they were shocked by their attractive value.

Xu Xuan suddenly focused on what was most useful to him.

For a while, everyone on the field was short of breath and their heartbeats suddenly accelerated, not only because of the oppression, but also because of the excitement and urgency in their hearts.

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