After the palace collapsed, a large open space was exposed, and a trace of green energy rose.
This green energy was originally very ordinary. When Wang Yuan was about to turn around and leave, his sensitive consciousness instantly formed a large net to cover it.
The soft green energy was shrouded under the net of Wang Yuan's spiritual consciousness. Only then did Wang Yuan realize that this green energy was very strange and had a dangerous smell.
His consciousness carefully analyzed the green energy, but found no clues. Wang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he was too cautious.
Suddenly, these green energy actually followed each other and rotated, forming a green torrent in the great network of spiritual consciousness in the blink of an eye.
The green energy dissipated, Wang Yuan's pupils shrank, and he actually saw tiny green needles stagnating in mid-air.
"Sure enough, these things are hidden very deep. If you don't penetrate your thoughts, I'm afraid I won't be able to force them to reveal themselves." Wang Yuan sighed.
The green thin needles all suddenly stood up, emitting a dazzling green light, and with a "swish, swish" sound, they all stabbed towards Wang Yuan's consciousness.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Yuan's consciousness was penetrated by countless holes, and these thin needles turned into streams of green energy in mid-air and disappeared into the ground of the palace just now.
His head felt as if he had been pricked by needles. Wang Yuan frowned and withdrew his consciousness. He was accidentally injured by these seemingly harmless green needles.
Wang Yuan was very interested in this kind of green needle that came and went without a trace. Perhaps it was the first treasure he conquered after entering Gu Aolai's country.
His eyes flickered a few times, and with a wave of his hand, he lifted up the original site of the palace. He dug up three feet of the ground, but still found no trace of those green needles.
The first group of intruders to come to Gu Ao's country are monks like Wang Yuan. All kinds of treasures will be revealed. There may be other monks entering in the future, but it is impossible to find weird treasures casually, so Wang
Yuan cherishes this opportunity very much. He is bound to get this weapon that can be transformed into a green needle to hurt people.
After digging for tens of feet, he turned the entire ground upside down, but a large amount of spiritual energy that could be absorbed emerged from the ground. Wang Yuan greedily took a few sips and continued to work on the excavation.
After digging a few feet further, a sound attracted Wang Yuan.
Clang.
The big hand formed by mana stopped immediately and began to slowly dig away the soil layer, revealing a corner of it, like a stone tablet.
The stone tablet was as hard as iron, and Wang Yuan was free to dig vigorously. He grabbed it with his hand, and the illusory big hand grabbed the stone tablet, lifted it out of the deep pit, and placed it on the ground.
Just in case, Wang Yuan set up several formations to prevent any accidents from happening to the stele. Maybe those magical green energy are hidden in the stele.
The whole stele was seen by Wang Yuan. Wang Yuan looked a little strange. It turned out that the stele he excavated was actually a tombstone!
The resting place of the dead is a taboo place. Most monks really don't dare to do such a thing. Wang Yuan dug up this tomb without knowing it. It seems that there is a cause and effect.
in.
Putting the tombstone on the ground, Wang Yuan blew a breath. A strong wind blew up and blew the soil off the tombstone. In a blink of an eye, the tombstone returned to its original appearance.
There were small inscriptions on it. Wang Yuan scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and read it in a low voice. The general meaning was that the owner of the tombstone was a hero of the Aolai Kingdom. He was buried here after his death and was guarded by the "Green Wood Spirit". The other contents were all
It is to promote this person's achievements.
Wang Yuan's eyes flashed. Logically speaking, the tombstone should be built on the ground, but he dug it out from the ground. If it was a big war that changed the terrain here, but the kind of war that can change the terrain
Destroying a tombstone is too simple to make sense.
Moreover, there is a weather-beaten palace above the tombstone, which makes no sense at all. Besides, this is the first time Aolai Kingdom has been opened, and no other monks will enter this place before that.
If you can't figure it out, stop thinking about it. This is Wang Yuan's approach. The tombstone in front of you is a treasure. It seems that the "Green Wood Spirit" has evolved into an existence similar to a magic weapon over countless years.
Wang Yuan lightly tapped the tombstone, and immediately, hundreds of green auras spread out from all over the tombstone, swirling around the tombstone. When Wang Yuan's aura was discovered, they all spread out and turned into sharp ones that could pierce the consciousness.
The green needle of the soul.
His eyes were filled with joy, and the jade ax hanging around his neck exuded a peaceful aura. First, he had to stabilize these spiritual green needles.
As soon as the Buddha's breath came out, as expected, these green needles became soft and showed signs of turning into green energy.
It is also possible that in ancient times the Buddhist cultivator was the dominant family, and all the monks were in awe of the Buddhist cultivator, and even this aura liked the aura of the Buddhist cultivator.
Wang Yuanshen slowly appeared, and the transparent soul was separated from the body. It instantly wrapped up these green needles. The sudden surrounding aroused its ferocity. The green needles began to attack from all sides. Wang Yuan's entire soul seemed to swallow countless needles.
It's like a awn, and it hurts a lot.
He gritted his teeth and took the time to refine these green needles.
At the same time, outside the land where Wang Yuan was, a rickety old man with a goat's mustache appeared. There was also a cute little beast lying on his shoulder, and his watery nose sniffed the scent of the treasure in the air.
"Jiji."
The little beast rubbed its wet little nose with its two front hooves and chirped.
"Oh haha, your nose is really sharp. Thanks to your help, ancestor, I have been able to encounter many treasures." The old man smiled, and after touching the little beast, his eyes fell on the mainland.
"Ancestor, I have been guarding the Ting family for thousands of years. I haven't come out to move around for a long time. Ancestor took a look and saw what treasures were down here." After saying that, the old man's body turned into a hexagonal formation and quickly fell to the mainland.
The ancestor was also shocked by the decline of this continent. He thought he was the first person to enter this continent. The smile he just showed suddenly stopped and his white eyebrows furrowed: "Humph, there is a junior who has arrived first. Don't blame Ting Yang.
Ancestor, I am ruthless."
With a sweep of his consciousness, he found Wang Yuan standing there, bursts of soul energy coming out, and he could see that he was refining some treasure.
"Hey! Junior, Ancestor Tingyang is here, you leave quickly and hand over the treasure, and maybe Ancestor will let you go!" Ancestor Tingyang said disdainfully.
In fact, Wang Yuan had discovered this ancestor a long time ago. His cultivation was only in the early stage of Dongxu, but he was extremely arrogant. It would take some time for Wang Yuan to refine these green needles, and he did not want to waste his time on this old man.
Seeing that Wang Yuan didn't answer, the ancestor's face changed slightly, he formed seals with his hands, and a hexagonal formation flew out from under his feet, whistling towards Wang Yuan.
Tsk!
The formation set up by Wang Yuan was revealed. Although the formation was an intermediate formation, it was not a particularly powerful formation.
The formation and the hexagonal formation collapsed suddenly. Ancestor Tingyang was stunned. He did not expect that this junior would even arrange such a formation, and he immediately had the idea of killing people to search for souls.
Nine hundred and ninety-nine flying swords were sacrificed by ancestor Tingyang. This was his very proud sword array, and it was also a treasure that the little beast on his shoulder had found for him.
Hundreds of flying swords were inserted one by one into the formation diagram drawn by Patriarch Tingyang's hands in the air. In an instant, the sword formation was completed. The sword energy roared and the swords screamed, and bursts of cold and murderous breath dispersed from the sword formation.
out.
"Go!" Patriarch Tingyang pointed at Wang Yuan, and the nine hundred and ninety-nine flying swords took the form of ten thousand swords, all pointing at Wang Yuan. After a pause, the sound of breaking through the air sounded, and hundreds of sword energy slashed.
Xiang Wang Yuan.
A glacier was born from nothingness, tightly surrounding Wang Yuan. The sword energy was slashed on it, but it could not break through. Instead, it disappeared. The glacier only rolled up a few lang flowers.
Wang Yuan glanced at the old man, most of his thoughts were focused on refining the green needle. He freed up a hand and pointed at the ancestor of Tingyang. Suddenly the glacier rose across the sky, and the sound of the roaring river sounded, magnificent and sparkling with crystal light.
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Ancestor Tingyang's expression changed. He was extremely afraid of the glacier. Just now he just slashed out his sword energy. This time, the sword formation moved and collided with the rolling glacier in an intertwined form.
The piercing sound of impact and the sound of swords exploded, and the "bang bang" was transmitted far in the air. The power of more than 900 flying swords increased with the blessing of the sword array diagram, and the glacier was a remnant of a spell from ancient times.
But the power is still very strong, and when strong ones meet, one will be injured.
Patriarch Tingyang's goatee blew up, and a flying sword protruded from his sleeve. As a mother sword, this sword could control the sword formation.
"Combined!" Ancestor Tingyang shouted loudly, swung the nine hundred and ninety-nine flying swords with sword energy and then stepped back. Under the guidance of the mother sword in his hand, they began to merge into one.
The shadow of a huge sword appeared in the air. Ancestor Tingyang sneered and swung the sword fiercely, vowing to kill Wang Yuan and Binghe.
Suddenly, a sword energy as thick as a bucket rushed out from the giant sword, falling from the sky like a sharp blade that created the world.
It was so fast that it struck the glacier in the blink of an eye. Without Wang Yuan's control, the glacier was reluctantly chopped into countless pieces, turning into ice crystals and floating down. However, the power of this sword did not decrease, and it was cut from the countless ice crystals.
It flew out, bringing up snowflakes all over the sky, and fell down.
The ancestor of Tingyang used this sword with great strength, and his face was rosy. It seemed that he cut off the glacier simply and roughly, but it also suffered some backlash, and he swallowed a mouthful of blood in his throat.
Wang Yuan turned around, smashed the overbearing and invincible sword energy with a punch, and looked coldly at the ancestor Tingyang in the air.
After being blocked by formations and glaciers, Wang Yuan finally refined these green needles, which can also be said to be tombstones.
The tombstone shrank, like a sword box falling into Wang Yuan's hand. Feeling the whistling sound of the green needles inside it, Wang Yuan put it away with satisfaction. When using this object violently against the enemy, it may have an unexpected effect.
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Ancestor Tingyang's sword array was destroyed with a single blow. The formation diagram and the nine hundred and ninety-nine flying swords were sluggish. Ancestor Tingyang couldn't help but spurt out blood, and his face turned from rosy to pale. This series of changes
None of them escaped Wang Yuan's gaze.
"You said your name is Patriarch Tingyang?" Wang Yuan asked softly and slowly, looking at Patriarch Tingyang with amusement.
Ancestor Tingyang took a few steps back, with a calculating look in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Yes, I am Ancestor Tingyang, do you recognize me?"