Chapter 267 Chapter 267 Secret Treasure in the Temple
The huge golden wheel rolled over the stone bricks on the ground, making a creaking sound. It was pulled by a dozen horned horses with extraordinary momentum. A tall and thin middle-aged man followed behind on horseback.
In front of them was Zhanling Palace, but the golden carriage did not stop and drove straight into the palace. When Meng Fang saw the carriage, his expression changed drastically.
Long Ao's expression remained indifferent, as if he had anticipated this scene. He looked back meaningfully at the deep tunnel in the door, but he did not expect it to come so quickly.
The tall and thin man was dressed in the uniform of a national master, with long brown hair spread behind him. He turned over gracefully and dismounted, looked at Long Ao, whom he had not seen for many years, and said in an indifferent tone: "General Long, long time no see."
"I hope we never see you again, Yu Yi."
Yu Yi is the national master of the Poseidon Kingdom and the most loyal lackey under Yu Wen Xinghao. When the mysterious edict was announced, the ministers in the palace responded. It must be the work of this national master. Although his cultivation level is not very strong.
, but the scheming city is absolutely unpredictable.
Yu Yi said in a deep voice: "You two are so brave. You dare to conspire to break into the forbidden area. Aren't you afraid of death?"
"Since I dare to come here, I have already made up my mind to die."
Yu Yi noticed that the seal in the door had been opened, his eyebrows suddenly raised, and he said: "So, she has come back?"
"Your Highness the Princess is about to find her things. She is the real Poseidon."
Hearing these words, Yu Yi laughed with a hint of irony, showing his row of bloody teeth, and said: "Is this really so? I'm afraid it won't be as you wish."
As soon as he finished speaking, the curtain of the carriage was blown by the wind, and a tall middle-aged man walked out of it.
The man was wearing a blue robe with a golden trident tattoo on his chest, which showed his dignity and supreme status.
The face was very fair, pale and sickly. There was no change in expression in Gujing Muha's eyes. His chest was heaving and he was coughing violently.
Yu Yi retreated to the middle-aged man and said, "Lord Poseidon, I will summon the guards outside the palace to capture these two traitors."
Yu Wen Xinghao waved his hand and said: "General Long has a high level of cultivation, let me do it." After saying that, he walked forward.
When the Mongolian side saw Yu Wen Xinghao, the sense of crisis suddenly hit his heart. Seeing the sea god taking steps, he saw that the physical bodies of more than a dozen wildebeests seemed to be pulled by huge force, and actually broke into several pieces of blurry flesh and blood.
An extremely terrifying force arrived in an instant.
"ah!"
With a scream, Long Ao saw Meng Fang's clothes torn to pieces, revealing his strong physique, but deep blood marks suddenly appeared on the surface of his skin, as if cutting his flesh and blood meridians.
"Mongolian!"
Long Ao's pupils shrank suddenly. He knew that although Meng Fang's strength was not as good as his own, he had also reached the Dharma God realm, but this weak true energy was obviously unable to withstand the attack of a strong man in the Tianmang realm, so he immediately shouted: "Let him go!
"
Yuwen Xinghao had already walked up to Long Ao and said coldly: "Traitors should die!"
The next moment, Meng Fang's body was torn into pieces, the fractures were flat, as if they had been cut by sharp blades, and they were piled up in a large amount of blood, which was shocking.
Seeing his former siblings die here, Long Ao's eyes were full of grief, and he clenched his fist tightly. When he opened it again, a silver-white spear was already in my hand.
"Do you really think that everything can be changed when the princess comes back? What's wrong with the current Poseidon Kingdom?" Yuwen Xinghao asked calmly.
Long Ao raised his spear, pointed the tip of the spear at Yu Wen Xinghao's eyebrows, and said: "After all, you don't have the blood of the Poseidon, so you will never be worthy of being the Poseidon!"
Yu Wen Xinghao's eyes narrowed, "I have been decisive in killing for so many years, just for one thing, that is, whoever goes against me will perish!"
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The ruins of the Poseidon, inside the ruined palace.
This ancient palace was the place where the Emperor of the Sea lived and practiced. Although the outside of the palace is dilapidated, the inside is like a dream-like space. The surrounding walls and floors are made of unknown materials, with azure blue as the base color and crystal clear color.
Moist, like a magnificent crystal, with various colored light bands circling back and forth from time to time, as if there is life among the movements.
On the high platform in front of the palace, there is a throne carved from a whole piece of natural seabed mineral crystal, and quietly placed on the throne is a thick and ancient classic.
Yun Mengxuan frowned, feeling very confused. The palace was very empty, and everything could be seen at a glance, but there was nothing else except this throne. Where did the legendary Poseidon's treasure go?
But at this moment, she couldn't spend time thinking about that. Instead, she walked quickly to the throne, stared at the book, stretched out her hand to wipe the dust on the cover, and a line of large characters immediately appeared in her sight.
"The Art of the Sea Emperor and the Heavenly Emperor"!
Yun Mengxuan was extremely excited. She finally found this supreme classic in the imperial world, stretched out her hand, and eagerly opened the cover.
Although this classic is very thick, it does not have many pages, because it is not the mysteries that are recorded, but the crystal clear crystals. Countless lights and shadows flow through the translucent chips, and the content displayed is colorful and mysterious.
At a glance, scenes that I have never seen before suddenly appeared in my mind.
Sometimes water drops fall on the rocks, creating a profound artistic conception; sometimes majestic rivers burst out of their banks, creating a majestic and majestic atmosphere.
Snap!
Yun Mengxuan turned over her hand to cover up this magical book, and said in a deep voice: "I can't waste time, I have to leave here as soon as possible!" After saying that, she put "The Art of the Sea Emperor and Heavenly Emperor" into her storage bag and quickly
leave.
At this time, an inconspicuous pattern gradually appeared on the throne made of crystal.
…
boom!
A figure was knocked to the ground.
Among the broken stones, Yuan Futu reluctantly stood up, panting heavily, and looked down. The six-level thick earth formation was dilapidated and gradually disappeared. There were countless wounds on his body, and the demon power
It's almost exhausted and recovery is slow.
He raised his head and saw that there were more and more guardians. There were hundreds of guardians. Yuan Futu couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "If you don't come out again, I really won't be able to hold on anymore."
Each guardian has the strength to return to the void realm. Yuan Futu has not yet broken through to the Tianmang realm, so the key to victory or defeat is only the number. Whoever has more people will have an absolute advantage.
At this moment, a figure swept out of the hall. Her slender arms blocked Yuan Futu's waist, and the two of them ran toward the exit at extremely fast speeds.
"Have you found that seventh-level classic?" Yuan Futu asked.
Yun Mengxuan nodded and said softly: "Thank you very much."