Xiaochuan followed the mid-stage Jindan monk Liu Yong, the manager of Wanbao Pavilion, to fall down in front of the palace, and four golden-armored warriors flashed out of the palace gate and blocked their way.

Although these four Golden Armored Martial Arts were very fast, they were still far from teleportation at the level of the great cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage. However, with Ogawa's powerful spiritual sense, it was even more terrifying that these four Golden Armored Martial Arts did not have the slightest spiritual pressure. If they had not seen it with their own eyes, it would be difficult to find their traces, and they were really like ghosts.

These four golden-armored warriors were even more solemn and murderous. Although they were not as direct as the pressure of spiritual energy, they also gave people an invisible oppression, which made people feel chilling.

"Brother, don't panic. These are the golden armored guards of our Wanbao Pavilion. As long as you are with me, there will be no danger!" Seeing Xiaochuan's feet swaying slightly, Liu Yong stepped forward to protect Xiaochuan and comforted him. At the same time, he took out a token with complex, obscure and mysterious patterns and shook it gently in front of the four golden armored warriors. The four golden armored warriors retreated silently like ghosts.

"Golden Armor Guard? Why don't there be any breath of a cultivator? Even puppets should be able to show their cultivation level!" Ogawa was full of suspicion but did not dare to inquire about the secrets of other people's sects casually, so he had to nod and agree.

As the golden-armored warrior quickly retreated, the huge palace gate square returned to the silence of death, and only Ogawa and Liu Yong stood alone in the center of the square.

"Brother, let's go!" Liu Yong turned around and greeted Xiaochuan and walked into the palace gate first.

Ogawa subconsciously raised his head and looked at the three golden plaques "Jubao Palace" on the lintel of the palace. He felt more and more that there were too many secrets in the Wanbao Pavilion, giving people a profound and unfathomable feeling.

The Jindan monk with a tiger-backed and bear-waisted waist in front of him was obviously unable to let Xiaochuan contact the core of the mysterious huge organization of Wanbao Pavilion, but he might be able to bring Xiaochuan to the edge of this Wanbao Pavilion, so Xiaochuan followed without hesitation.

After the four golden-armored warriors retreated, until Ogawa followed Liu Yong along the jasper-paved steps on the ground to the palace gate, he did not see any cultivator again. The treasure-gathering palace seemed to have entered a state of unprepared defense, and there was no scene that should be stored in the important place of treasures.

When the two stood in front of a huge palace gate carved from a whole piece of ten thousand years of residual iron wood, the behemoth weighing more than ten thousand pounds automatically opened silently.

A dazzling golden light emitted from the gap in the palace gate, and the golden light contained endless murderous aura, which made Ogawa feel pressured and took several steps in a row to stabilize his body.

On the other hand, the middle-stage Jindan cultivator Liu Yong had no abnormalities, and was obviously not affected by this murderous aura. It seemed that these golden lights were targeted and not emitted at will. Fortunately, these murderous auras were shocking and not hurting the enemy. After forcing Xiaochuan back, he began to retract inwardly and endure it.

But even so, Xiaochuan still felt like a light on his back, as if he had any rash moves, he would have countless weapons, countless killer moves, and countless secret techniques fell on his head, smashing himself into pieces.

It was not until the palace gate opened wide and the scene in the hall was finally visible, and Ogawa couldn't help but take a breath.

I saw two rows of warriors dressed in neatly on both sides of the hall, each of which was exactly the same as the four golden armored guards that Ogawa had just seen outside the hall. The boundless murderous aura mixed in the golden light was the golden armored martial art that could not be seen at all.

Although Ogawa cannot use his spiritual sense to explore the true cultivation and ability of these samurai, judging by the invisible oppression that these martial arts murderous auras can bring, the strength of a single samurai can be ignored. I am afraid that even the cultivator with great ability will find it difficult to escape unscathed under the siege of these countless golden-armored guards. No wonder this Wanbao Pavilion is so arrogant that it does not arrange for cultivators to protect them at all, but it turns out that he is fearless.

Seeing the fear in Xiaochuan's eyes, Liu Yong, the Wanbao Pavilion manager, seemed a little proud and said with a smile: "You don't have to be afraid of having a brother, just follow me!"

Ogawa agreed vaguely, but suddenly felt like he was kidnapped. For the first time, he realized that this Liu Yong might not be as scheming as he imagined. The straightforward and generous person may not be as simple as he seemed.

But when he opened the bow, he did not turn around. For Xiaochuan, he had no way to turn around now. He could only follow Liu Yong closely, and walked towards the depths of the hall under the gaze of countless golden-armored guards.

If these golden-armored guards had not had the breath of life, Ogawa would have almost thought that these motionless warriors were all lifelike sculptures.

Walking through these murderous samurai, Ogawa felt his blood boiling after a while, and he felt a murderous intent from his heart. He had to control his emotions at all times. However, the little pig, who had been very quiet in his arms, seemed to be completely unaffected. Instead, he suddenly became energetic, and from time to time he stuck his head out and closed his little eyes with an intoxicated expression on his face.

This inexplicable murderous intent became stronger and stronger, making Xiaochuan almost unable to suppress it. He always had the urge to kill. However, Xiaochuan knew very well that even if he had a little abnormal movement, the golden armored martial arts around him would rush over to the point of his life and he had to explain it here. There was a way out of no return in this hall.

Fortunately, the pig kept snoring and swallowing murderous aura without any intentions, muttering: "This taste is very fragrant, it's just a little bit lighter!"

Xiaozhu's unintentional actions actually reduced Ogawa's pressure, which was the only way to support him.

In this painful struggle, Ogawa only has one belief left in his heart, which is to keep his nature and move forward continuously.

The road in the hall, which was looked around by the golden-armored guards, seemed particularly long. It took a porch to finally appear in front of Okawa. When Okawa entered this porch, the boundless murderous aura disappeared completely.

At this time, Liu Yong turned around and said with a smile: "Brother! We are here in front of us where our Wanbao Pavilion stores high-level magic weapons. What kind of magic weapons do you want will help you find! But this treasure house is of great importance, don't break around casually!"
Chapter completed!