The man in black robe shouted loudly, and the black energy from his body rolled out, and howls of ghosts and wolves were floating around.
The big man with a beard slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a giant hammer was suspended in the air.
There was a jade ruler hovering next to the Confucian man, and it turned around and became dozens of feet high.
Dongfang Zimo and Yang Chen looked at each other and summoned a golden giant sword and a silver spear respectively.
As Zhou Yin threw the jade seal, it became as big as a small mountain in an instant and blasted towards the seal.
The originally peaceful cave suddenly condensed into dense runes, resisting the jade seal.
The man in black robe used black energy to continuously bombard the runes.
The vibration made those runes sparkle.
Dongfang Zimo and others also controlled the magic weapons and blasted them away.
For a time, this place was shaken by the earth and the mountains were shaking, and the light was shining.
Under the long-term bombardment, the rune gradually dimmed, and within a short time it shattered into nothing.
There was a loud noise of "Boom!"
The entire stone gate, along with the talismans on it, was blown to pieces.
"It's broken!" The man in black robe laughed. The black energy on his body had long since faded, and his whole body had returned to normal.
Dongfang Zimo took back the magic weapon, took out a few pills from his body and swallowed them.
The originally pale complexion immediately returned to a hint of rosy.
So does everyone else.
Although this formation was broken, everyone also consumed a lot of mana.
In such a dangerous place, it would certainly not hurt to recover a little more mana.
After the stone door was broken open, it was naturally pitch black inside.
Zhou Yin waved his hand, and a fluorescent bead flew out, instantly illuminating the dark cave.
"Everyone, please be careful. I wonder if there are any restrictions inside." Zhou Yin reminded solemnly. A layer of shield light also appeared on his body.
Hearing this, Dongfang Zimo and others also felt that it made sense, and various protective shield lights appeared one by one.
This cave seemed to have several rooms. Dongfang Zimo and others came to a room full of debris.
There are some books piled here, most of which are relatively common things.
So it didn't attract the attention of these people.
Just when everyone lost interest in these books, an ancient book called Wan Jian Jue deeply attracted Dongfang Zimo's attention.
Putting aside the ancient book, Dongfang Zimo turned over a few pages with some interest.
It records various sword techniques, sword formations, etc.
Dongfang Zimo closed the book and threw it directly into the storage bag.
Dongfang Zimo's actions were also noticed by others.
But after learning that it was just a sword manual, I didn't pay much attention to it.
Zhou Yin and others crossed these bookshelves and found that there were various magical weapons placed behind them.
The big man with a beard's eyes lit up, and he glanced at these magical artifacts with some excitement.
"How come they are all magic weapons used by ordinary monks, but there is not a single magic weapon in sight." A look of disappointment appeared on the face of the big man with a beard.
"Haha! You don't even think about the existence of magical treasures. Even an ordinary early-stage foundation-building monk has a magical treasure that can compete with a late-stage foundation-building monk. How can such a heaven-defying thing be placed directly in this kind of place?
Place." The man in black robe sneered, stepped forward and stroked an exquisitely crafted sword.
"Well, what Brother Wei said is that there are many magic weapons here, and there are several top-level magic weapons, which are enough for everyone to share. It seems that the owner of this cave is a middle-to-late Jindan cultivator even if he is not a Nascent Soul monk. Otherwise, here
It is absolutely impossible to place so many top-level magical instruments." Zhou Yin stroked his white beard and said thoughtfully.
"Hey! No matter whose cave it is, these things belong to us now. Brother Zhou, please take away all these magic weapons first, and then distribute them together after inspecting other rooms." The man in black robe said calmly.
Zhou Yin nodded, and with a wave of his robe, he collected all these magical weapons into his pocket.
Dongfang Zimo and others didn't say anything.
After clearing these magical artifacts, everyone came to a room that looked like a bedroom.
It was empty here, with nothing but stone beds.
"Huh? This is it!" The Confucian man looked towards a corner with a look of surprise on his face.
I saw a corpse sitting there cross-legged, surrounded by spider webs.
However, the clothes on the corpse have not been rotted by time, and it is unknown what kind of silk thread they were used to sew.
There is also a golden storage bag tied around the waist of the corpse.
The tall man with a beard stepped forward and pulled off the storage bag.
"There are some portions. It seems that there are a lot of things in it." The big man with a beard said excitedly. He handed the storage bag to Zhou Yin for distribution.
The man in black robe and others were attracted by the contents of the storage bag and gathered around it.
Only Dongfang Zimo and Yang Chen stood aside, looking at the pile of corpses strangely.
"What's wrong with you two?" The man in black robe suddenly glanced over with a cold look in his eyes and said with an evil smile.
"Nothing, I'm just curious as to which senior this corpse belongs to." Dongfang Zimo said with a smile.
"Haha, what does this have to do with me, senior? Come and distribute these treasures together." The man in black robe glanced at the corpse sitting cross-legged on the ground and sneered.
Dongfang Zimo said nothing after hearing this and walked over with Yang Chen.
But he still couldn't help but glance at the corpse on the way.
"The two fellow Taoists came at the right time. It's hard work for you two to accompany us this time. Let's see which magic weapon is suitable for you to choose." Zhou Yin saw Dongfang Zimo and the others appear behind him, and pointed kindly at the magic weapon beside him.
Qi said.
Dongfang Zimo glanced at the magical artifacts and found that they were actually several top-level magical artifacts.
"Thank you, Brother Zhou. You're welcome." Dongfang Zimo picked out a defensive purple armor.
After Yang Chen hesitated, he chose a Mo Dao.
Seeing this, the big man with a beard frowned and looked at the Mo Dao, obviously he also liked this magical weapon.
After the two of them made their choice, the big man with a beard snorted coldly, clenched his fingers, and sucked a huge ax into his hand.
The Confucian man chose a black gourd.
The man in black robe chose one at random without even looking at it.
After everyone scraped and divided the collected magic tools.
Zhou Yin then took out the golden storage bag and poured out the contents at once.
Various spiritual lights flew out of the storage bag and hovered in the air.
There were many miraculous elixirs and several magic weapons that appeared in front of the six people, but these magic weapons were different from the ones they had just seen, and the breath alone made people feel breathless.
"Magic weapon!" Several people shouted in unison, with a look of madness on everyone's face.
Apart from these things, the rest are just miscellaneous things that are not worthy of everyone's attention.
"Huh? These two pills look familiar, could it be..." Yang Chen looked at the two pills that exuded amazing spiritual energy with a look of surprise on his face.
"Yes, these pills are the "Qingling Pill". Each pill can save a person from hard work for decades after taking it. With these pills, even if you want to attack the Golden Pill, it will not be a problem." Zhou Yin clicked.
Nodding, his pupils lit up and he said with excitement.