The fat man also had ecstasy on his face, and he wanted to move, but before he could rush out, he was stopped by Yang Xuan reaching out. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"What's wrong?" the fat man looked at Yang Xuan puzzled.

"Something is wrong, it's too quiet in the hall"

"You think too much, you also saw the words of the seniors just now, this is clearly the reward for us to pass the first two levels...... What?" Before the fat man could finish speaking, the rest of the words were weirdly choked in his throat.

The few monks who rushed into the main hall before saw a flash of silver lightning, and their heads were separated in an instant, and some even went up from between their legs until their heads were split in half, and blood was sprinkled all over the blue-gray masonry, which looked extremely terrifying.

"This ...... What happened?"

For a moment, everyone was silent, and the greed in their eyes was instantly replaced by horror, and they looked at the corpse twitching behind the open stone door in a daze.

Everything happened just now so fast that everyone didn't even see what the silver light that flashed in that moment was.

"Can you see clearly?" Yang Xuan tilted his head and asked the fat man and Youruo.

The fat man shook his head in astonishment, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, thanks to Yang Xuan for stopping him, otherwise, the fat of his body would not be explained in which hall, before Lingbao.

It's quiet, and a solemn look appeared on the pretty face, "It seems to be some kind of mechanism, I haven't seen it clearly, but it must be an extremely sharp existence."

"Hehe, is anyone dead? It's really a reckless little guy, how can the spiritual treasure of this seat be so easy to get?" Yang Xuan's gaze swept inadvertently, and it landed on the stone door that had already opened.

His brows furrowed tightly, in this Sword Emperor tomb, this action was the most Yang Xuan had done.

"Defeat the gadgets made in the spare time of this seat, this spiritual treasure can be taken away...... But be careful, this thing is extremely fierce, come to think of it, the cultivation of the first time you enter the realm of divine powers, it is enough for you to play for a while, hahaha......"

"New to the Divine Realm?" Yang Xuan was shocked, he didn't expect it to be such a level of cultivation, just in terms of cultivation, among all the people, I am afraid that only Youruo can fight with them.

"It's something made at will, but it's also the strength of the supernatural realm, sure enough, this tomb is by no means as simple as the emperor's inheritance."

Yang Xuan thought in his heart, at this moment, everyone also noticed the hideous blood book on the stone wall, and their faces were extremely pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down from their foreheads, smashing on the ground, splashing huge splashes.

"Divine Realm?

"Even if it's a beginner, it's not an existence that you and I can shake."

"It's over, it's over, I'm going to die here, there are fierce wolves in front of me, and evil tigers in the back, it's really a desperate situation"

The others shouted desperately, the horror between their expressions was not concealed at all, and they were cowardly before fighting, as if in order to respond to the words of their predecessors, in the bright and spacious hall, there was a sudden roar of a shocking beast, accompanied by the sound of strange footsteps of dong dong, a huge demon beast was seen by everyone.

The vigorous limbs, the hideous head, the bloody mouth full of fangs, and a pair of eyes flashing with scarlet blood stared at the people outside the stone gate dangerously, roaring from time to time.

However, the strange thing is that this demon beast is blue and gray in color, and at the end of its four claws, each has a snow-bright blade, combined with sharp claws and fangs, it looks particularly terrifying.

"It's not a monster! it's a trap beast."

A frightened scream rang out from the crowd, and the beast moved its limbs, a tooth-aching creak at its joints, and its blue-gray body suddenly radiated a luster that only metal could show.

Yang Xuan had also heard a little about this trap beast, using various materials, jade, metal, and even divine wood to build a body with special techniques, and carved a formation on it, and then used the energy spar as its core.

The finished trap beast is even more because of the grade of the materials and spars used to determine the level, although it is not as strong as the monks of the same realm, but it is much more terrifying.

The reason is that the body that is difficult to be injured by the sword, there is no pain, there is no fear, every time you attack, you must do your best, and the strength of such a strong body is far superior to that of a monk of the same realm.

In the Southern Regions, this kind of trap beast has not been seen for hundreds of years, but in the Middle Domain, there is still a unique one, and it is said that it is now a transcendent grade of the fifth grade, and the existence of the same level as the Wangtian Palace.

"Are you sure of the cultivation of the Divine Power Realm?"

The fat man's tone was very solemn, and he couldn't help but ask, he is just in the realm of divine thoughts, even if there are some means, creation and transformation, even the monks of the spiritual desperation realm are sure that they can fight, but in the face of this supernatural realm of the beast, it is inevitable that his heart will be worried, and at this moment, he is already sweating in his palms, and he looks at him with a little horror.

"I'm not sure, but we're running out of the blue"

Saying this with a wry smile, Yang Xuan glanced at Youruo, who also had a solemn face, and his delicate face was now not smiling, and he stared at the self-roaring beast in the field.

"Let's go, let's learn about the strength of this Divine Realm Beast, is it really as powerful as recorded in ancient books?"

Yang Xuan said, and walked into the main hall first, but his pace was extremely slow, obviously, he didn't dare to be careless at all.

Everyone followed closely behind, and even some monks with low cultivation were full of dodge, but they were taken by the weirdness and danger of this ancient tomb, and they had no choice but to follow hard, and their faces turned pale at the thought of facing the mechanical beasts of the supernatural realm.

With a "boom", everyone stepped on the main hall, and the stone door behind them suddenly closed, and a loud noise echoed in the space, making people's hearts tremble and panic.

"It's ...... How so?"

"Why did the stone door close? Did you do it?" The crowd was frightened, and their eyes fell on the last person, and the stone door was closed, which meant that everyone in the main hall had no so-called way out, even if there was no way to retreat at the beginning, but at this time, it seemed that the space behind the door was the only life-saving straw.

The monk's face turned pale in an instant, and he was also quite shocked that this kind of thing had happened, and he froze in place, not knowing what to do in response.

At the same time as that roar just appeared, everyone only cared about complaining, but they didn't notice that the figure of the machine beast located in the middle of the main hall suddenly disappeared.

The sound of the cold wind breaking sounded, and the silver light flashed in the void, and an incomparably terrible wail seemed to cover the thick sound of the stone door closing.

Blood splattered, and an arm was thrown from mid-air and fell heavily to the ground, and the rich red blood flowed all over the ground, staining half of the monk's shirt red.

The incision was smooth, but it was decaying at a rapid rate, as if there was an inexplicable energy on the blade eroding the flesh, muscles, and bones, but in just a few breaths, even half of the monk's left chest was blue and black.

"The trap beast has attacked" shouted hurriedly, but where was the figure of the trap beast in the field, in front of everyone, there was only an empty hall space, and there were three shining stone platforms in the middle.

At this moment, it looks like a terrible ghost asking for his life, which makes people dare not step forward.

Everyone subconsciously gathered in a circle, and the monk's tragic situation was all seen, and the panic deepened a lot in addition to the horror in their hearts.

Yang Xuan's face was solemn to the extreme, although this beast was not refined from metal or other materials, but the speed was still so terrifying, it looked like a stiff joint, but in fact it was not so, but it was extremely flexible, and the speed and weirdness that were reflected now were simply outrageous.

Suddenly, the silver light flashed again, and there was a terrible howl, and the vigilant monk in one direction was short, and his two legs were cut off by the roots, and blood flowed everywhere.

"I see you" Yang Xuan hurriedly roared, and quickly used the mystery, his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, and the mortal dust pen shot out with a thick thunderbolt, shooting straight away at a seemingly blank space.

In the next moment, a blue-gray hideous figure appeared, and thunder was surging all over it, but the movements did not stop at all, as if Yang Xuan's attack methods had no effect on it at all.

Suddenly there was a loud roar, and a trace of humanized consternation appeared on the vivid beast face of the trap beast, as if he didn't expect that at his own speed, a monk with such a low cultivation would see the movements.

Just as he was about to hesitate, the scarlet eyes of the trap beast suddenly froze, and a majestic purple qi in front of him rapidly expanded, and the terrifying power escaping from it was really terrifying.

With a heavy step on the forelimbs, two ruler-long timbre blades were erected in an instant, and two awe-inspiring edges would be wielded, and the purple qi would be slashed through in an instant with a sharp edge that seemed to be enough to cut off the space, and it stands to reason that a cloud of gas itself would not be broken because of the sharp weapon, but the strange thing was here, visible to the naked eye, the majestic purple qi was strangely cut into countless scattered air masses, and then annihilated.

"Damn, fight, or you'll die" Seeing this, one of the people in the crowd couldn't help but be ruthless, and with a swing of the long sword, an incomparably powerful sword shadow shot out, and went straight to the trap beast.

On the blue-gray stone slab of the main hall, two monks who had no breath out and no breath were still convulsing their bodies, obviously not having the possibility of survival, so now they were the only way to kill them at this moment.

"Come with me, everyone."

The man's hoarse shout instead mobilized the ruthless side in almost everyone's hearts, the fear in his eyes was swept away, and dozens of people with swords in their hands rushed forward with their most proud moves and the most powerful posture.

For a while, the sword shadows in the field continued, shaking the space slightly.

The trap beast roared hideously, and the scarlet bloody eyes looked at the fierce attack that came from the attack, and with a step on all fours, he actually chose to rush forward, as if in his eyes, these attacks did not even have the qualifications to tickle him.

"Boom, boom......, boom" exploded in all directions, but a blue-gray figure in the smoke and dust was unabated, straight into the crowd, the sharpness on the limbs flashed, swinging again and again, blood flew in the field, and the severed limbs were scattered, extremely miserable.

"With an attack of this intensity, even a cultivator at the peak of creation doesn't seem to dare to collide with it head-on...... What exactly is the material used to refine this beast? Could it be that Tiangang Xuantie can't do it?"

The astonishment in the eyes of a few monks on the outer periphery of the crowd could simply be turned into substance, and the powerful attacks fell on the body of the Trap Beast, except for the loud sound that shook the deafening, even the slightest movement was hindered, and it was only a stone that left a white mark on the body of the Beast.

"Is the Divine Realm really strong?"

The blood of the broken limbs was thrown away, and in just a few moments, several monks were seriously injured and retreated, and even fell here.

Yang Xuan's face was pale, and his right hand kept groping for the barrel of the mortal dust pen, thinking in his heart, if he used this spirit treasure of unknown grade, he didn't know if he could break through the trap beast and surpass King Kong's body.

"Fatty"

"Understood" A loud shout was counted as a response, and an intoxicating misty blue light suddenly flashed between the fat man's hands, and the sound of endless waves churned from his palms, and as his palms pushed forward angrily, an incomparably huge giant palm print slammed away, and the fierce force faintly lifted the monks who were surrounding the trap beast out.

And the beast, hindered by this overwhelming force, froze, and the sharp blade was across the neck of a monk, unable to move an inch.

"It's now" Yang Xuan shouted, and the dust pen turned into a streamer of light, shooting away, and the target seemed to be the joints of the forelimbs of the trap beast.