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Chapter 102 Golden Bones

In the illusion, Yan Qing led the old Zhu ghost forward like a bamboo.

Senior Brother Chu Tian said that he had the peak cultivation level of the outer gang, but from Lu Fan's perspective, it was definitely more than that.

Facing the layers of stone puppets, tall and mighty, holding various weapons in their hands, Yan Qing did not even release his own garment. But with the shocking boxing technique in one hand, he rushed forward all the way, and these stone puppets could not stop his steps at all.

His casual and casual look in the garden made Lu Fan feel ashamed of his dissatisfaction.

This Yan Qing, who seems to be a few years older than him, is really stronger than him. Lu Fan secretly estimated that he might have to break through to the outer gang realm before he could compete with Yan Qing.

After watching for a while, Lu Fan and others also withdrew their gaze.

Lu Fan was slightly puzzled, with the overlap of voids, real and illusory. This ability is not something that ordinary fairy-like people can master.

Lu Fan remembered that this might be something that only Qi Refiners in the Qiankun Realm could do.

Could it be that this immortal master has actually reached the Qiankun realm?

Han Feng curled his lips and said, "Blood-handed Yan Qing, I think it's just like that. It's just a little better than me. Sooner or later I will surpass him, well, sooner or later..."

After a secret discussion, the four of them continued to move forward.

The room was too big. After walking for nearly an hour, something terrible suddenly appeared in front of me.

Lu Fan and others stopped and took a breath of air conditioning.

What caught my eye was a sea of ​​bones, layered layers of white bones filled the room, and two stone pillars emerged from the bone pile.

The broken stone pillars looked like they had been cut by countless weapons.

"The bones of humans are all humans. How many people have died? Could it be that this immortal qi master was besieged to death by masters from the entire martial arts academy?"

Han Feng sighed in admiration. He held the Bluish Water Changtian Sword and gently touched a bone.

The next moment, the bone was broken into powder.

Han Feng was startled and said, "What's the situation?"

The calmer senior brother Chu Tian squatted down and gently touched the bone powder. Then he looked at all the bones carefully. Chu Tian said coldly: "It was not caused by too long, but these people were peeled off their flesh in an instant, leaving only bones. But their bones were all shattered. It was just that they retained the shape they had before their death."

Senior Brother Chu Xing also squatted down, pointed to a corpse inside and said, "I saw that the corpse is not. The bones are almost turned golden. At least they are also warriors in the Tiangang realm. There is also that bone, after death, the bones are covered with colorful light, and the immortal energy master will undoubtedly be."

Han Feng exclaimed, "This is impossible. Didn't it mean that the owner of this mansion is just a fairy-qi master? One, Two, Three, Four."

Han Feng counted forward, and according to Senior Brother Chu Xing's statement, among the piles of corpses, there were at least a dozen warriors from the Tiangang Realm and five or six immortal qi masters.

With such strength, it would not be a problem even if you come to attack the martial arts academy.

But now, they all died here and were killed by one blow. This is simply unbelievable.

Senior Brother Chu Tian gently touched a corpse, and in an instant, a piece of bone shattered into powder like diffuse ripples. It would be fine if it was just bone shattered into powder, but the weapons piled up next to the bones were also broken into powder.

Lu Fan was stunned and said in a daze: "What a terrible power it takes to achieve."

Chu Tian said: "Not the venerables in the Qiankun realm can do it. What is certain is that the owner of this mansion is not just an immortal master."

Lu Fan and others nodded in agreement.

As we walked forward, the black stone slabs under our feet began to appear one deep pit after another, and the patterns like spider webs spread around.

Only then could Lu Fan see clearly what texture these stone slabs under his feet were. The bright red shiny in the stone slabs made Lu Fan recognize it.

These stones are all the best ink stones.

The most common stones can be transformed into test tools that make warriors fight without any trouble. The best stones have terrible toughness and the ability to heal themselves.

But now, these top-quality ink stones are also incurable pits.

It is conceivable how earth-shaking that war was.

Senior Brother Chu Tian looked at these deep pits and said, "It seems that they did not come in by themselves. Instead, they were dragged in by a powerful force. Seeing that there was no trace, these people were all ready to escape. Unfortunately, they didn't have time to escape. They were all left behind, and all the dying forces were bombarded downward into the ground."

Senior Brother Chu Tian is like an old man with extremely rich combat experience, explaining to Lu Fan and others what might happen at that time. From time to time, Senior Brother Chu Xing can add a few more sentences, which makes Lu Fan suddenly enlightened.

Lu Fan is now a little curious about the origins of Senior Brother Chu Tian and Senior Brother Chu Xing. They are not a few years older than him, so why do they have such vicious eyes and experience?

Han Feng next to him seemed to have seen through Lu Fan's thoughts, lowered his voice and said, "Junior Brother Lu Fan, you are very surprised, haha, I have said everything. People from the Yiyuan Courtyard are all a little secret."

Lu Fan nodded deeply with consent.

Finally, Senior Brother Chu Tian stopped, and a corpse kneeling on one knee in front of him came into view.

Unlike other corpses, this corpse looks very hard.

Han Feng stepped forward and poked the corpse with a sword, but only a few crisp sounds were heard. But the corpse did not move.

"Oh, there is one that has not turned into powder."

Han Feng smiled and said.

Senior Brother Chu Tian said, "I'm afraid he's the guy who made this move."

Lu Fan's eyes fell on the right hand of the corpse.

I saw a small black tower on his right hand, about half a foot long and pitch black in color. Although it looked ordinary, it was finely carved and lifelike. When you look closely, the patterns on it seemed to be alive.

Intuition told Lu Fan that this is a good thing.

But Lu Fan, who was alert, did not reach out to get it directly.

Suddenly, Lu Fan felt his belt tremble slightly.

He reached out and touched it inside, and Lu Fan suddenly realized that the Ten-Straight Cauldron was trembling desperately.

Holding the Ten-Platform Cauldron in his hand, the transparent cauldron was like going crazy, shaking violently.

Lu Fan frowned, not understanding what was going on.

Senior Brother Han Feng circled around the corpse, looked around again, and said, "Why do I feel that the trick to kill so many people was released by him."

Chu Tian said: "Your observation ability has improved. That's right. It should be what he released."

Han Feng said: "So, this guy must be very awesome in front of him. Let me take a look."

Han Feng stepped forward and knocked on the head of the corpse.

The next moment, the hall suddenly shook, and the golden corpse suddenly moved.
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