"Yes, everyone is here to find treasures, no matter that many." Old Ancestor Beim shook his head and said, "There is no good things outside, let's go to the inner hall to take a look."

Everyone walked all the way inside, with traces of battle everywhere, corpses and broken soldiers everywhere.

As they stepped gently, everything turned into ashes under this subtle vibration and dissipated with the wind. They witnessed this unknown ancient history like outsiders.

"So many corpses, it's hard to imagine how tragic the war back then."

"Yes, I guess I can kill so many hundred clans, probably because of the power of the formation, otherwise it would be even worse."

"I thought these hundred races were so powerful. Don't you bully people? If you bully the less, try to practice alone?"

As everyone walked along the way, they saw so many human corpses, and they had more or less emotional fluctuations.

It seemed like an ancient war was staged in my heart. Because of my own race, I naturally stood on the opposite side of the hundreds of races. This is an emotional exaggeration.

Everyone walked slowly in the passage, and the front suddenly became clear and wider.

A circular inner hall with a diameter of about five miles appeared in front of everyone. The inner wall was about three hundred feet high, and there was no decoration inside, just an empty circular space.

The walls here are brown, and I don’t know what materials to use to make them, giving people an extremely stable feeling.

At first glance, the inner hall was covered with corpses, and none of them were complete, all of them were broken limbs and bones. It is conceivable how tragic the battle that happened here was.

Everyone's eyes slowly turned forward and the only complete corpse was found.

He sat cross-legged on the futon in the middle, lowering his head and holding his hands, looking very tired.

"This is a human corpse. It seems that it is the guardian of the pavilion here. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to die in exhaustion, not as if he was killed. He should have guarded the Sutra Pavilion."

"If you don't keep it, look at these circular walls, there are dense dark boxes all over them, and the names of incomplete martial arts are written on the outside, and they are all destroyed. You can't even see the full name of the martial arts."

"Chunyang...what is behind? Is it Chunyang Gong? There is Ding Yu and something else there, is it a magic trick? Unfortunately, it is either half cut by the sword light, most of it was cut by the sword light, or it was directly bombarded, leaving a small hole. Damn, wouldn't it be a waste of time?"

"Hey, whether it's in vain or not, I only found out after searching for it. I don't believe that all the dark boxes have been destroyed, even if they are incomplete, I want them."

Everyone immediately dispersed and flew to search in all directions.

With the slight vibration, the corpses on the ground also turned into ashes, covering the ground.

As everyone searched for it, a shout suddenly broke out, "Damn, this is the jade slip I found first, you can bring it to me!"

"Is there any exercise?"

When everyone heard this, their bodies were shocked, and they turned into streams of light and rushed towards them.

Boom!

The war broke out on the spot.

Yang Buyi glanced over there and said,

"The upper part is precious. The dark box on the top of the ring wall must be the most precious. It is precisely because of this that the wall is most severely damaged. Almost no wall is intact, and the jade slips inside should have been destroyed."

"Next time, the techniques contained in the dark box close to the ground should be relatively inexpensive. You see, the scratches on it are quite perfunctory. I think the hundreds of races who destroyed these techniques don't care much."

"We look down, hoping to find a jade slip that has not been destroyed, so let them fight on their own."

"Okay, Lord!" Old Ancestor Li Zun and Xiahou Jian searched along the bottom layer.

There are many people who have the same idea, and they are looking for it wildly, not participating in the snatch battle.

Everyone passed by like locusts, and each dark box was turned out. Because the surface of the dark box was destroyed and the protective device was damaged. Even if there was a jade slip inside, it turned into ashes when touched.

But there were too many dark boxes, and there were always some that were destroyed. Suddenly, someone spoke out again.

"There are also martial arts here, come here."

"I'm your uncle, shut up quickly, I found this."

"Hehe, what's the martial arts, let's understand them together!" The ancestor Dongri screamed and pulled over.

The martial arts from the spiritual world attracted everyone. Not only did the Emperor Dongri pass, but other ancestors also joined the battle.

"Slowly! Don't snatch all ancestors. There should be many dark boxes here that have not been destroyed. Some of them have scratches on the surface, but they have not been damaged inside. I found that the intact dark boxes will appear as soon as they touch them. You can try it." The man belonged to a force other than the eight great ancestors, holding a jade slip and shouted anxiously.

"Oh? Is that true? Then our eight ancestors have all their strength to launch an attack, and the attack range covers the entire circular wall. Then the flashing dark box means it is intact. How can everyone obtain the skills contained in it rely on their abilities?" said the ancestor Dongri.

"Okay!" The ancestors nodded, and then took action one after another. The mysterious fluctuations filled the entire ring space, and eight attacks hit the wall hard.

Suddenly, dozens of slight rays appeared at the bottom of the circular wall, just like the stars in the darkness, which were extremely eye-catching.

"Haha, the martial arts! Everyone!"

Everyone shouted excitedly, and more than a thousand people dispersed, rushed to all directions, locking in dozens of slight rays.

Yang Buyi and the other two lit up their eyes, and they also locked in the three slight rays in front of them.

The ancestor Li Zun teleported away immediately, and at a very fast speed, he took Yang Buyi and Xiahou Jian to the wall in an instant.

The three of them took out the jade slip inside as soon as they pulled the secret box.

Li Zun's movement was too fast. After taking out a dark box, he teleported away again, pulled out the dark box not far away, and instantly obtained two jade slips.

Yang Buyi and Xiahou Jian pulled out the dark box, and after taking out the jade slip, the people behind him were barely killed.

Dozens of people rushed towards the remaining two slight mists, and a battle broke out in an instant.

As soon as the strong man took action, he knew whether there was any or not. Both battle situations burst out with a powerful aura belonging to the late stage of the Jindan.

I thought I would fight for a long time, but the master in the late stage of Jindan took action without mercy and instantly let down all the people who were fighting for it.

There are six confusions in this direction in Yang Buyi and the others.

Two of them were obtained by the ancestor Li Zun, Yang Buyi and Xiahou Jian each obtained one, and the remaining two were obtained by two late-stage masters of the Jindan stage.

It all happened in an instant.

In the next breath, Yang Buyi and Xiahou Jian were instantly locked by two powerful spiritual senses.

But the two real people who obtained the jade slips set their sights on them.

"The little foundation-building monk is very fast. Take the jade slip to avoid death!" The two of them had a very tacit understanding, laughing, one of them came to Yang Buyi, and the other one went to Xiahou Jian.

"Boy, I saw you get a jade slip, hand it over it!" A middle-aged man looked cold and came towards Yang Buyi with a fierce look. The aura he emitted actually belonged to the Nine Revolutions of the Golden Pill. If the Nascent Soul doesn't come out, who can resist it?

He had no extra threats, and a harsh look appeared on the corner of his mouth. He reached out and grabbed it, preparing to force it to take it.

But the next moment, a stream of light came in an instant, and a magic hand clenched on his head. With his five fingers, he immediately screamed.

The person who appeared was Li Zun's ancestor. Runes flashed between his five fingers and sneered: "Give you three breaths to consider and hand over the jade slip you obtained, otherwise you will die!"

The word "death" fell, and with his five fingers, the man screamed even more, and his eyes instantly turned white.

"A little more breath!"

"Ah, I'll hand it over, I'll hand it over!"

The middle-aged man danced with his hands and quickly took out the jade slip from the spiritual ring and handed it out.

The ancestor Li Zun chuckled, took the jade slip and threw the person in his hand away, then looked at the Jindan master who was holding Xiahou Sword.

"Give you two breaths to consider and hand over the jade slip."

"Ancestor! Save me!" The middle-aged man saw Li Zun's gaze, his eyes trembled, grabbed Xiahou Sword and flew towards the North Ancestor Beimeng.

"If you want to leave? Then die!" The ancestor Li Zun's eyes were cold, and they turned into flowing light and teleported over. In the middle-aged man, he grabbed his head in horror and grabbed it hard. The skull was instantly sunken, and blood splashed out.

"Ah!" The middle-aged man immediately let out a shrill scream, "I hand over the jade slip, I hand over it!"

"Hmph!" The ancestor Li Zun took the jade slip and snorted coldly, his eyes cold, and he didn't intend to let him go. Just when he was about to take a ruthless move, a harsh shout came from a distance, "Stop."

The ancestor Beimian pulled over, and was furious, staring at the ancestor Li Zun, with murderous aura.

"What? Your subordinates are ignorant and want to steal things from me. Can you stand up for him?" The aura belonging to the ancestor of the Nascent Soul burst out from Li Zun. The eyes of a generation of old demons were cold and fierce, and their black evil aura was rolling up and down. They didn't have the gentle appearance of usual smiles, and they looked like a peerless devil.

"You..." The huge aura burst out from the ancestor Li Zun made the ancestor Beijian's pupils shrink, "Are you the ancestor of the Nascent Soul?"

The old ancestor Beimian's chest was undulating, suppressing his anger. He paused and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Taoist, please let him go."

The ancestor Li Zun sneered coldly, selling his face and throwing the middle-aged man out of his hand.

"Old Ancestor, he stole my jade slip." The middle-aged man looked painful and twisted his face. He covered his bloody head with one hand, pointed at Old Ancestor Li Zun with the other hand, and said angrily.

Old Ancestor Li Zun chuckled and bounced the blood in his hand, then said, "The jade slip is indeed in my hands. If you want it, you can grab it at any time!"

"Fellow Taoist, I remember you." Old Ancestor Beim's eyes sank. Knowing that the jade slip was falling into the same level, it was difficult to get it back. He snorted coldly in his heart and pulled the middle-aged man to fly to the other side.

The movement here was also seen by other ancestors. After learning that a Nascent Soul Ancestor was hidden in the crowd, everyone's eyes flashed slightly and their minds were different. After just one look, they withdrew their eyes and continued to snatch the jade slip.

"Junior brother, are you okay?" Li Xuan saw the situation here and flew over with Murong Zhan.

"What does it mean, you know it in your heart!" Old Ancestor Duankong sneered.
Chapter completed!