Chapter 1832 The Strange Monk

Boom!

After a loud bang, the door of the hall opened, and countless rules of heaven and earth gushed out, like the Milky Way pouring down from the sky. Si Tu Reading 520 Official Website

Wherever the eyes can see, it is a vast expanse of white, and the vast demon power is overwhelming, almost evaporating the whole world.

Ye Feng squinted and glanced.

The Yuanli stimulated by many masters of the water tribe, feather tribe, and demon tribe also wrapped in the Dao rune, and slapped the hall madly.

The hilltops within ten miles around were razed to the ground in an instant.

With the volcano where the ancient hall is located as the center, countless cracks appeared on the ground, radiating out like a spider web.

This is the means of the holy realm.

Every move is filled with the power of the rules of heaven, which is also the main reason why the holy realm is called a super strong one by the world.

More than a dozen strong men made continuous moves, and the world seemed to be turned upside down.

Crack!

After an unknown amount of time, a clear cracking sound came from the inside of the gushing violent energy.

The ancient hall shook violently, and then, infinite demonic power burst out, repelling the attacks launched by the strong men.

Whoosh!

A fierce demonic power rushed out of it and shot straight into the sky.

When the strong men saw this scene, they looked at each other and didn't say anything extra. One after another, they flashed and rushed directly to chase the disappearing demonic power.

At the same time, the door of the ancient hall opened wide, and the buzzing sound was endless. Countless golden and silver lights shot out from it, shooting in all directions.

"Grab it."

"The baby is born!"

After a brief fear, someone soon cheered, jumped forward, and stimulated the Yuanli to grab the golden and silver lights.

"It's a spiritual weapon..."

"And elixirs."

"..."

Ye Feng stopped and turned around, revealing a trace of contemplation on his face.

It seems that the tomb of the demon clan's great saint has been opened, and the treasures buried in it have automatically ejected.

The most important point is that the masters of the three clans who he can't afford to offend are attracted by the fleeing demon power and are not present at the moment.

The spiritual weapons and elixirs ejected from the hall are not ordinary things. They have been buried for thousands of years and nourished by the essence of heaven and earth. It's like a spirit. After ejecting, they actually choose the direction by themselves and start to escape.

Swish swish swish...

The ecstasy in the hearts of the people around has not subsided yet, and several big hands suddenly stretched out from the void, and the wide sleeves grabbed the flying golden and silver light.

Sixty to seventy percent were collected.

"Damn, these people are too greedy. They won't even let us drink a sip of soup?!"

"Take action to rob. The treasures of heaven and earth belong to the capable. How can they take all the treasures?"

"..."

Seeing that the three tribes' strong men were all chasing after the demonic power, but still thinking about these treasures, the anger in everyone's heart rose up.

Whether it was the human warriors or some other people, they all rushed to the direction where the golden and silver light was sprayed.

No matter how strong those more than ten big men were, it was impossible for them to intercept all the light. They had to give these spectators a little sweetness.

From a distance, after confirming that there was no danger, Ye Feng also moved his body and rushed towards a thick golden light that was not far away from him.

When the three tribes' strong men appeared, he already knew that this trip would not be very beneficial.

With his own ability, it was impossible to rob things from the hands of the semi-saint, so he planned to leave first, but he didn't expect that there was still Qiu Feng to fight. If he could get one or two of them, it would be worth the trip.

"We must not let the demon clan and the water clan get away with it!"

Ye Feng's heart moved, and his footsteps were as fast as lightning. After bypassing several hills in a row, he finally approached the golden light.

Puff!

This light was not much different from the other golden and silver lights, but the color was slightly reddish. Like a meteor, it shot into a mountain in front.

In the sky, there were endless rumbling sounds, and terrible rules continued to spread around.

The fierce battle between the three clans and the demon power shook the mountains and the earth.

After observing for a while, Ye Feng also plunged into the valley. The battle between the strong men above had nothing to do with him. He just had to be careful not to be hurt by the aftermath of the battle.

With the help of strong mental power, Ye Feng soon locked the position where the red light fell. After tossing about a cup of tea, Ye Feng excitedly drilled out of the valley.

Crack!

The red light in his hand gradually faded, revealing the main body of the spiritual weapon.

It was a short sword about a foot long.

It is covered with rich fire energy. With just a little stimulation of the Yuanli, the short sword can release spiritual sword energy, bringing out bursts of sonic booms.

"Fuck, a heavenly-grade spiritual weapon?"

"This Peacock Great Sage is really a rich man."

Ye Feng was shocked when he saw it. He picked up something at random, and it was a heavenly-grade spiritual weapon. The light that just gushed out from the hall was more than a thousand. How many treasures are there?

Even the wealthy Bishui Pavilion probably doesn't have such a large number of collections.

"It seems... that great sage has a hobby of collecting, but he didn't expect that it would be a bargain for future generations."

Ye Feng smiled and muttered to himself, then turned his head to look at another ray of light splashing into the air in the distance. He was about to put the short sword into his pocket, but suddenly, he saw a huge black shadow approaching him quickly.

"What is that?"

Ye Feng was shocked.

"Slaying demons and eliminating evil in the world, the demons are sitting in my heart with a smile, a cassock travels around, and the Buddha's pestle and golden bowl lead to Nirvana."

As the four lines of doggerel fell, the huge black shadow appeared beside Ye Feng.

It was a fat monk with a rosy face, his body was round like a bucket, but his skin was ruddy and his face was full of smiles. The speed of his body movement just now was as light as the wind, and he did not stir up a trace of dust with a tap of his toes.

"Ami tofu."

"The Buddha noticed that this place... is full of evil spirits, and it is indeed full of evil spirits. Good, good."

He didn't even look around, and stared at the dagger in Ye Feng's hand with a pair of smiling eyes. A peach blossom bloomed on his fat face, and he smiled and said, "Little donor, the sword is a murderous weapon, not to mention that this dagger came from a tomb and is parasitic with many evil spirits. Why don't you... give it to me to save it?"

"What?"

"Give it to you?"

Ye Feng frowned when he heard it.

Why give it to you?

The moment the fat monk opened his mouth, his figure had already swept to the outside.

Don't look at the monk's smiling face. No one knows where he came from. Maybe he is also planning to take these spiritual weapons. Otherwise, why would he ask for the heavenly spiritual sword in his hand as soon as they met?

The treasures of the world are obtained by those who are capable.

Want to give it up by yourself, it's impossible...