There was a crisp sound, and everyone took a closer look. It turned out to be the corpse of the ghost monk.
The ghost monk seemed to have lost his breath, and even his muscles and bones were shattered, making people take a breath of air.
What kind of power can make such a ghost look like this?
"Hahaha, what the Pavilion Master expected is true, there are really good treasures here!" An extremely arrogant voice came from outside the door.
Someone walked in with just one step. Unexpectedly, this person was Long Shun, who had just escaped in a hurry.
As soon as Long Shun came in, he saw everyone from the Five Elements Sect at a glance.
When their eyes met, Long Shun was stunned on the spot.
"You thief from Guiyuan Pavilion, how dare you appear in front of me!" Fang Jun was furious, and he picked up the magic weapon and threw it at Long Shun.
A group of people from the Five Elements Sect were equally angry and fired their spells one after another, hitting the dragon at the same time.
"Let's see who dares to take action!"
Suddenly, a powerful voice came from behind Long Shun.
A middle-aged man in brocade clothes suddenly took a step forward, and a powerful aura suddenly emitted. Countless spells from the Five Elements Sect seemed to fall on cotton and dissipated immediately.
The middle-aged man glanced at the monks of the Five Elements Sect and sneered: "Why, your master is not here, so you are so arrogant! Is this what the Five Elements Master taught you?"
When Fang Jun saw this middle-aged man, his expression suddenly changed.
Staring at Long Shun fiercely, Fang Jun cupped his fists and said, "Pavilion Master Pang, this matter is a misunderstanding."
Even though Long Shun had forcibly captured a monk from the Five Elements Sect to block the fatal blow from the ghost monk for him.
Even though, all this is Long Shun's fault.
But in the face of powerful force, Fang Jun wisely chose to compromise.
This middle-aged man is Pang Yun, the master of Guiyuan Pavilion, one of the seven great immortal sects in the Southern Wilderness.
He is a strong man in the Great Zhoutian. Even if everyone's cultivation here is suppressed, this kind of monk can still exert great power.
Long Shun looked at Fang Jun arrogantly, snorted coldly, and a group of Guiyuan Pavilion disciples filed in behind him.
"Pavilion Master, there are many treasures in this place!" Long Shun's eyes immediately fell on the treasures around him.
There are many magic weapons scattered around the Prison Hall.
Many of these magic weapons were held by ghosts, but now that the ghosts are dead, these magic weapons have become ownerless.
The group of Guiyuan Pavilion disciples who came in also saw these magic weapons, and their eyes lit up.
After all, they came here just to seize the treasure.
Although they had gone through some experiences, everyone's eyes suddenly brightened when they saw these treasures again.
"Haha, this mirror is good!" A Guiyuan Pavilion monk directly took down a mirror hanging on the wall with his hands.
He took it in his hand and weighed it, ready to try out what use this mirror had.
At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed across the mirror.
The figure had the same face as the monk, but there was a ferocious sneer on his face!
"Ah!" The monk was shocked and quickly prepared to throw the mirror away.
But, it's too late.
Suddenly, two pitch-white arms stretched out from the mirror, grabbed the monk forcefully, and pulled him directly into the mirror.
The monk screamed and was instantly swallowed by the mirror.
Some monks' hands that were originally reaching for the treasures around them suddenly stopped.
No one thought that these seemingly ordinary magic weapons could turn out to be extremely dangerous.
"Mortal boy, what are you doing!" Suddenly, Long Shun's voice sounded.