"There are some evil things belonging to the ancient monks! Boy Yuwen, I see you like these rags so much, so I'll give them to you!" Hatred seemed to want to cover up the embarrassing behavior just now, and threw it to Yuwen with an unlucky look.
Zhou Yuan.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously took the object and put it into his storage bag. Then he glanced at it, stepped forward unceremoniously, and put away the remains of the Elephant Guard puppet as usual.
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However, when Yuwen Zhouyuan put away the two slightly deformed bronze halberds, he vaguely felt that Tu Xinduo glanced at the objects, but then he retracted his gaze with good concealment.
Although Patriarch Tu Xin did this move in an extremely secretive manner, Yuwen Zhouyuan was still shocked.
Yuwen Zhouyuan knew that these two short halberds were probably a good thing, but Tu Xin Ancestor still wanted to get the treasure himself, so naturally he would not force it from him now because of a small loss.
But this way, the Ancestor Tu Xin might have one more reason to attack him afterwards. Thinking of this, Yu Wen Zhouyuan's vigilance increased by three points.
In this way, when the three True Master Stage monks took action together, although the puppets and restrictions on this level were more powerful, everyone still passed through this level unscathed.
Then they were teleported to the next floor, where three people were discussing something in low voices. It was none other than the Kowloon Emperor Baili Xuanji and his group of righteous monks.
Not far in front of them, there was a huge existence, a majestic and tall stone platform. This high platform was more than a hundred feet long and wide, and about thirty feet high. Directly in front of it was a stone platform with hundreds of floors.
Stone steps lead directly to the top of the platform.
The entire high platform is made of a seemingly ordinary gray rock, and the outside is covered by a white mask including the steps.
But the strange thing is that the light mask is full of blue light, and the closer it is to the center of the high platform, the more intense the light is. The bright light is constantly flowing, and it is even difficult to see directly, making it difficult to see what is wrong there.
Thick frost has condensed on the edge of the stone platform. The reflection of the ice is crystal clear and makes the platform look extremely beautiful.
"Have you almost recovered your mana? Let's start taking action! Although we used the creation instrument to avoid the puppet guards in advance this time, we don't have too much time. After all, Hattian Weng's Overlord Controlling Technique can deal with those puppets.
It's also extremely sharp." Baili Xuanji said solemnly in front of the stage.
"That's what Brother Baili said, let's go get the treasure." Master Wujie opposite agreed very much, with some excitement in his eyes, while the old man who looked like a woodcutter nodded silently without saying a word.
What to say.
Baili Xuanji didn't care when he saw this. He knew that although the black and thin old man was taciturn, he had great magical powers in the "Mu Ji Gong" he practiced, and his real strength was even higher than that of Master Wujie.
It's just that although this person comes from a righteous background, he has always practiced hard behind closed doors and seldom communicated with others, so he developed such an indifferent look. After Baili Xuanji smiled slightly, he led the two of them towards the light mask.
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A thick purple gas flashed away, and the white light shield made a crisp sound. Baili Xuanji opened a large mouth about ten feet high with a sleeve. Several people took this opportunity to file in. Soon
Baili Xuanji and the others disappeared into the blue light on the high platform.
The area where the mask was broken returned to its original state, and the steps became quiet again.
An unknown amount of time passed, and Baili Xuanji and others who entered the light barrier never came out, but the figures of Hatred and Tu Xin appeared under the high platform.
"We finally arrived at this damn place." Linglong Xiushi looked at the high platform in front of him and said with excitement in his eyes.
"Let's first see if Baili Xuanji and the others have gone in to retrieve the treasure." Hentianweng said carelessly, with a look of impatience on his face.
Linglong Xiushi chuckled and said: "Brother Hen, don't worry. According to my and Brother Feng's secret detection, Baili Xuanji and the others did go in a few hours ago. They haven't come out yet, so we can just wait here, because this step
It is also the only place where you can enter and leave the Baibao Terrace."
"Really the only one? Don't let the righteous guys slip away from other places, we are still waiting here!" Hatred said as if he didn't believe it.
"Hey! There is absolutely no problem with this! This white mask is restricted by the Tiangang Mask. Except for the specially opened exit at the steps, there is no way to pass through other places in a short time. Let's take a rest here first, and then go in and take a look.
It depends on the situation." Ye Chunqiu said calmly while twirling his beard.
"Okay." After hearing this, Hen Tianweng nodded lightly and sat down cross-legged on the nearby steps.
Ancestor Tu Xin and the old man in Confucian shirts got together and started chatting in low voices. Yuwen Zhouyuan saw all this in his eyes and sneered in his heart, but his face did not show any strange expression.
Although these demonic old monsters have good ideas, Baili Xuanji is also a very scheming person at first glance. If they don't go in now, maybe they will just follow the wishes of a righteous person.
Thinking of this, Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his head and looked around, only to find that Yuan Qiong, a human demon, was alone under a high platform not far away, looking at the white light shield, as if he was thinking about something.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's expression changed. This was a good opportunity to renegotiate with him. However, he then thought about it. Now that the old devil was related to the hater, his value to him had been reduced a lot. Most likely, this was the case.
Now, like the Ancestor Tu Xin, he is also plotting against his underworld beast Deqi Tamarin to obtain the treasure.
Otherwise, why would the time to kill Ancestor Tu Xin be chosen after collecting the treasure?
Now that he takes the initiative to come to the door, he will only let the other party see his guilty conscience. The situation will only get worse. It seems that this escape strategy must be planned by himself!
After thinking about it like this, Yu Wen Zhouyuan couldn't help but shiver when he looked at the Yuan Qiong human demon. The Yuan Qiong human demon actually noticed it and looked back, just in time to see Yu Wen Zhouyuan. Yu Wen Zhouyuan cursed secretly in his heart, and immediately
He put on a calm expression and walked to the other side as if nothing had happened.
Yuan Qiong stared closely at Yuwen Zhouyuan's back, a trace of doubt flashing across his face.
At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan surrounded the huge stone platform and slowly turned around outside the light shield.
Ancestor Tu Xin and others thought that it would be impossible for him to run away alone in the early stage of this fifth floor as a real person, so they felt relieved and allowed Yu Wen Zhouyuan to move around freely.
After a while, Yuwen Zhouyuan slipped to the back of the high platform alone. Corresponding to the light mask, there was a tall bluestone wall.
There are some pictures of monsters and some runes from ancient times carved on the wall. There is nothing unusual about it. Yuwen Zhouyuan has seen many such walls in the center of the Galaxy Palace, and knows that there are profound restrictions on them.
Even Tu Xin and other true master monks cannot break through the wall to break out. In this way, even if Yuwen Zhouyuan knew that behind the wall was probably outside the center of the Galaxy Palace, there was nothing he could do.
Yuwen Zhouyuan cursed in his heart the ancient monks who made the center of the Galaxy Palace as strong as a tortoise shell. He slapped his palm on the stone wall in frustration, then turned around and wanted to go back.
There was a muffled sound of "bang", and Yuwen Zhouyuan's back, which had already taken three or four steps, suddenly froze. He turned around slowly, with a look of disbelief on his face.
If an ordinary monk had heard the voice just now, he might not have cared at all and left long ago. After all, the voice sounded very normal.
But how could Yuwen Zhouyuan be measured by an ordinary monk? As soon as the sound came into his ears, he could tell that the bluestone was not a solid thing.
Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't believe it. In such an ancient monk's place with profound restrictions everywhere, there would be such things as mezzanine. Yuwen Zhouyuan really doubted his judgment.
Yu Wen Zhouyuan just pondered for a moment, then walked back to the wall with deft steps, stretched out two fingers, and tapped one by one near the bluestones he had just clapped.
As a result, when his fingers clicked on the third bluestone, Yuwen Zhouyuan's heart moved, and his eyes fell on this bluestone, where the blood-red eyes of a winged monster were carved.
Although the pattern of this beast cannot be said to be exquisitely crafted, it is lifelike and vividly reveals the beast's violent and bloodthirsty madness.
Yuwen Zhouyuan just took a cursory look at the pattern of the beast and tapped the bluestone a few more times.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was finally pleasantly surprised and confirmed that the bluestone was indeed a hollow interlayer, and there seemed to be something hidden inside.
Yuwen Zhouyuan did not act immediately, but carefully released his consciousness to search the surrounding area. After confirming that Ancestor Tu Xin and other old monsters were not spying on him, he stretched out a finger without any hesitation, and a green light flashed on it.
A sword light several inches long appeared on the fingertips in an erratic manner.
Yuwen Zhouyuan calmly drew a fist-sized circle on the bluestone with his sword light, then waved his hand and the sword light disappeared.
The other hand quickly touched the circle. Suddenly a hole appeared on the bluestone.
Yuwen Zhouyuan knew that he didn't have much time, so he put his hand in without thinking. The space inside was not big, so he just grabbed it randomly and something came into his hand.
Yu Wen Zhouyuan's expression changed and he discovered that this object was slender, round, and soft, as if it were a stick.
But when he took his arm back from the bluestone, he realized that it was an old and yellowed scroll.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was a little surprised and was about to unfold it, but suddenly his expression changed, and then he quickly put the scroll into his arms, and leaned against the bluestone wall in a flash, covering the exposed holes tightly.
Really, pretending to be resting.
Just as Yuwen Zhouyuan finished this move, the gloomy voice of Ancestor Tu Xin rang in his ears: "Yu Wen Zhouyuan, come back quickly. Master and others are about to go in."
After hearing this, Yuwen Zhouyuan waited for the ancestor Tu Xin's spiritual consciousness to disappear from the vicinity. He immediately turned around and blocked the hole again to restore it to its original state, and then walked to the high platform as if nothing had happened.
When we arrived at the front, several old demons were standing on the steps with solemn expressions, looking towards the high platform. Behind them, Feng Zi, Du Yuan Qiong and the other two were doing the same thing.
Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced up in surprise, his face changed slightly, and he saw that the blue light on the high platform was flashing dazzlingly, and a few rays of golden light were faintly reflected in the shaking.
The area around the stone platform became several inches thicker in just a short while. It was only because of the white mask that separated it that Yuwen Zhouyuan did not sense anything unusual happening.