Zhang Fan had seen ancient Miao script several times before. Judging from the structure of the characters on the copper plate, the writing on it should be ancient Miao script. However, Zhang Fan did not recognize it.
I saw the man in the jacket holding a finger with his other hand, chanting spells in his mouth, and the copper plate in his other hand slowly floated up, suspended above his head, and then quickly rotated
It rose up, and as the rotation speed accelerated, the light became brighter and enveloped the entire cave.
Zhang Fan felt that these rays of light were more like X-rays, carefully scanning the entire cave. Finally, these rays of light fell on the central axis where Zhang Fan placed the crown.
The man in the jacket took the opportunity to focus on the central axis. He narrowed his eyes slightly. After receiving the compass in mid-air, he walked towards the direction of the central axis. He searched around the central axis and then pressed a few more times.
I didn't find anything special.
Zhang Fan watched all this quietly in the dark space. After the man in the jacket entered the cave, he did not observe the entire cave first like he did. Instead, he directly took out the copper plate and cast the spell. Obviously, the man in the jacket
The man knew something about this place, either he had been here before, or someone else had told him about the situation here.
Just as Zhang Fan was thinking, the man in the jacket let out a muffled groan, then gathered his energy and slapped his palm on the central axis.
"boom……"
With a muffled sound, the entire cave trembled slightly, countless flying rocks exploded, and a hole half a meter wide and half a meter deep appeared at the location where the man in the jacket was attacked.
Looking at the hole, a look of frustration appeared on the face of the man in the jacket, and at this time, an old man with white hair and beard appeared at the entrance of the hole.
Feeling the footsteps, the man in the jacket turned around. When he saw the white-haired old man, he said respectfully: "Uncle..."
"Have you confirmed the location?"
The white-haired old man asked.
"Sure, here it is."
The man in the jacket pointed at the place where he had broken it and said respectfully.
The white-haired old man walked in the direction of the hole.
"You just don't understand. How can you enter a different space with brute force alone?"
The white-haired old man looked at the hole in front of him and the scattered stones in the ground.
"I'm just trying it!"
The man in the jacket scratched his head in embarrassment.
"If we can't get the real dragon's feet this time and other knowledgeable people come in, your attempt will undoubtedly leave clues to others."
The white-haired old man snorted coldly.
"Uncle, I'll pay attention next time."
The man in the jacket said respectfully.
From the beginning to the end, Zhang Fan did not feel the strength of the white-haired old man. This white-haired old man should be a third-level powerhouse.
"When we go in soon, everything about us will be suppressed. We are no different from ordinary people, so we must be more careful in everything."
The white-haired old man said with a serious face.
"Understood, uncle!"
The man in the jacket responded.
Hearing the conversation between the two, Zhang Fan frowned and subconsciously mobilized the true energy and Xuanmen energy in his body. He felt that his meridians, acupuncture points, and Dantian seemed to be pressing down on a huge mountain. He could not mobilize these auras at all.
The space he was in should be the space where the two of them were talking. It seemed that the purpose of the two of them was to come in. Zhang Fan took a flashlight and glanced around. Behind him, there was an endless black line.
Corridor.
"Your uncle is not as healthy as you. After entering, take more care of your uncle."
The white-haired old man continued half-jokingly.
"Don't worry, uncle..." The man in the jacket smiled, "If there is danger, I will definitely stand in front of you."
"That's pretty much it."
The white-haired old man nodded with satisfaction, and then said to the man in the jacket, "Give me the holy plate."
"Eh!"
The man in the jacket responded, and then handed the copper plate to the white-haired old man.
The white-haired old man picked up the holy plate and recited a mantra that Zhang Fan couldn't understand. The holy plate shone brightly again, and a powerful aura spread out from the holy plate. Under the cover of this light,
Time seems to have stopped.
The next moment, I saw the Holy Plate slashing towards the central axis like a sharp blade. When the Holy Plate touched the stone wall, there was no splashing of rocks as expected, and a "chichi" sound came from the contact location.
.
The white-haired old man who controlled the Holy Plate had veins popping out on his forehead. It was obvious that he had used all his strength.
At this time, Zhang Fan also felt the strength of the white-haired old man. Both of his strengths were in the third level of the third realm.
As the "chichi" sound became louder and louder, the gap that looked like a stone wall but was not a stone wall became wider and wider.
The two of them would come in soon, so Zhang Fan naturally wanted to avoid them. Zhang Fan quickly ran towards the depths of the corridor. When he ran about forty meters away, Zhang Fan felt a strong wind blowing on his back.
On the way, his body was blown away by the strong wind.
"Uncle! It's open! It's open!"
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Fan heard the excited voice of the man in the jacket again.
Zhang Fan's body was blown more than ten meters away before he landed. He rolled seven or eight meters in the corridor before he stopped. However, fortunately, he was not injured.
At this time, he was already more than sixty meters away from the cave entrance.
Just after Zhang Fan struggled to stand up, he saw two figures stepping into the space. They were the man in the jacket and the old man with white hair.
Since they were relatively far away from Zhang Fan, and Zhang Fan was in a backlit position, the two of them did not see Zhang Fan at all. Since their perception was suppressed, the two of them did not sense Zhang Fan's existence.
.
"I didn't expect this damn place to have such great power."
The man in the jacket looked around and said, "It's so damn hard to mobilize the breath in your body."
"The true dragon is an existence beyond the third realm, how can we underestimate it?"
The white-haired old man said.
Zhang Fan saw the two men turning on their flashlights, quickly took a few steps back, and hid in the recess of the stone wall.
The white-haired old man, who was energetic outside, entered here. After losing the support of his true energy, he became a lot rickets, showing his age, and his steps were heavy and slow.
"Wait for me, don't walk so fast."
The white-haired old man looked at the man in a jacket striding ahead and complained, "You just said you would take care of me outside, now you have forgotten?"
"Hehe..." The man in the jacket paused, laughed sheepishly, and then asked, "Uncle, do you know where that thing is?"
"We don't know the exact location yet. Let's look for it bit by bit. Pay more attention to your surroundings."