1111th Chapter Unexpected Harvest (4)

Huangfu Wu and Ren Yu's faces turned red and then pale, and they didn't know what to say.

The two of them are serious qi refiners. They have to learn alchemy, qi condensation and formation since they were young.

Unlike Lu Fan, who only learned a part of Qi refinement, Huangfu Wu and Ren Yu both had their own pride in formation.

But now, people who are serious about learning formations are not as good as Lu Fan, who has never learned formations.

Both Huangfu Wu and Ren Yu couldn't understand how Lu Fan opened the formation.

Could it be that after practicing both Qi and Wu, he also has unique insights into breaking formations?

The lips of the two moved slightly, as if they both wanted to ask something.

But both of them could clearly see that it was not a very good time to ask at this time, so both of them swallowed their words back.

Looking up, the void portal exudes a lot of light.

Staring into the portal, one can faintly see the light of the divine weapon emanating from it.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the private collection of Saintess Huoyuan!"

Zuo Yundong leaned forward and said with a smile.

Lu Fan nodded, this is very possible.

Things are hidden so hidden, and it's in this place again. Lu Fan would not be the first to believe that it wasn't hidden by the Huoyuan Saintess herself.

Clenching the Wufeng epee tightly in his hand, Lu Fan walked forward with every step.

Nangong Xing suddenly grabbed Lu Fan's clothes, and said: "Brother Lu Fan, the Void Mansion of Moxiu is not so close. Be careful of all kinds of vicious traps and messy formations. It is better to let Let me do it!"

Nangong walked in front of Lu Fan.

Lu Fan frowned and said, "Are you sure you're fine?"

Nangong Xing turned back and said with a smile: "I am from the Nangong family, and the messy traps of Moxiu are nothing to me."

As he spoke, Nangong Xing's body suddenly shrank to the size of a normal person.

It was only then that Lu Fan discovered that Nangong Xing's strength had also improved considerably.

I'm afraid it won't be long, and it's time to step into Wu Zunjing.

Lu Fan and the others followed Nangong into the void mansion.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered, there was a cloud of poisonous gas and miasma, covering everyone's sight.

"Corpse poisonous miasma, hold your breath!"

Ren Yu was the first to exclaim.

Lu Fan glanced around, but stretched out his hand.

"The heavens and the earth recede!"

With a slight press of the palm, the poisonous gas and miasma around him quickly moved away.

Lu Fan's technique has been practiced up to now, and it can only be described as perfect.

Unless the opponent is a strong person who has reached above the respectable state, attack with the power of Tao. Otherwise, Lu Fan can completely push aside the general power of heaven and earth.

There was a clear sky in front of him, and other warriors and qi refiners would definitely feel the headache of the poisonous gas trap.

For Lu Fan, it didn't work at all.

Ren Yu and the others were about to take out the anti-virus elixir, when they saw the poisonous gas in front of them all disappear.

In an instant, the scene that caught their eyes made them all exclaim in surprise.

The ground is paved with blood coagulation stones, the pillars of praying for souls stand, the statues of demon gods are towering, and there are countless altars of corpses.

The blood-colored stones under the feet are like seals, locking countless dead souls inside.

Looking down, you can still see the wraiths swimming inside, and the blood flowing continuously.

The surrounding soul pillars are arranged in order according to the orientation of the Demon's Landing Formation, and each pillar is filled with a frozen corpse.

If you put your ears closer, you can still hear the soft whispers of the bones inside the pillar. If the dead soul sings praises.

Directly in front is the statue of the legendary ancient demon god.

He is hundreds of feet tall, with a blue face and long fangs, and a bronze armored demon body. With seven arms raised high, palms connected to the top of the pitch-black mansion, circles of black air, like smudged ink, continuously spread out ripples above the head.

The demon god has seven eyes and seven arms, which respectively correspond to the seven emotions of human beings, such as joy, anger, sorrow, joy, fear, and sorrow.

According to legend, the seven-eyed demon god can make people live in bliss forever. As long as you give your life, give your everything, it can give you eternal happiness.

Sadness, pain, will be merciless.

Stay away from all sorrow, stay away from all suffering.

The soul is away from the heaven and the earth, and the joy is in the heart.

Lu Fan glanced at the statue of the demon god, then turned his head and cast his gaze at the bone altars around him.

There is no doubt that this is the real collection of the Huoyuan Saintess.

Each bone altar is made up of three white bones glowing with white light.

Sen Bai's arms held three heads, and a touch of red on them condensed into a disc shape. On the top, there are all kinds of utensils.

There are weapons, pill bottles, utensils, and book exercises.

Everyone dispersed to watch these things.

While watching, Zuo Yundong and others exclaimed.

"Good guy, the head of a branch hall of a magic cultivator, the collection is rich enough. There are so many artifacts, what a windfall!"

Huangfu Wu picked up a elixir bottle, sniffed it, and said: "The elixir is also top-quality. Even if it does not reach the level of the god elixir, it is definitely the peak of the elixir. There is no magic energy in it, so I am afraid it was not refined by demon cultivators. They are all good things she collected somewhere!"

Lu Fan also picked up a book of exercises and flipped through it.

Haoran Wushuangjue!

Just looking at the name, one can tell that it is the technique of the Nangong family of Qingtian Kingdom.

Randomly flipping through it, Lu Fan suddenly discovered that the origin of this exercise is really extraordinary.

It turned out to be the first powerhouse of the Nangong family to become a saint, a book written with his life experience.

It is said to be a set of exercises, but it is more like the lifelong insights of a strong man.

Compared with the various martial arts and techniques recorded in it, Lu Fan is more willing to look at the obstacles this strong man encountered on the way to breakthrough. And the various difficulties he encountered when he realized the way of heaven.

This is the most valuable thing. It is really a good thing that is rarely recorded in other exercises.

"Things from Qingtian Kingdom. These are all things from Qingtian Kingdom!"

Nangong Xing looked left and right, his eyes turned red.

With a glance, he knew at least half of the things here.

All are artifacts of Qingtian Kingdom.

Nangong Xing picked up a suit of armor and said loudly: "This is my father's armor. He used to wear this to hunt wild beasts in Chaos."

Immediately afterwards, Nangong Xing picked up a five-foot long sword with the words Nangongquan engraved on it.

With a trembling voice, Nangong Xing said: "This is my fifteenth brother's sword. It was given to him by his father when he was born, and it has been hung in the fifteenth brother's room."

The more Nangong Xing spoke, the more excited he became, his eyes turned red.

Lu Fan looked at him and said, "Brother Nangong, calm down!"

Nangong Xing shouted loudly: "How can I be calm? Every one of these things is the treasure of my Qingtian Kingdom. How many people did they kill to get these things. Seeing these things, I seem to have seen them being killed by demons with my own eyes. Edit the picture of killing."

As he said that, Nangong Xing suddenly pulled out his sword and said loudly, "Devil cultivators deserve to die!"

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