The severe pain made him make a hoarse sound. At this time, his whole body was charred and black, and he looked very scary.
This time, Xiang Shang was seriously injured.
The power of thunder and lightning in the formation was too strong. Even if the power was greatly reduced due to the collapse of the formation, it was at least equivalent to a full blow from a strong man in the later stage of the Qi Training Mirror, which he could not withstand now.
If it weren't for the battle suit made of the leather armor of a ferocious beast in the psychic realm, which helped him withstand most of the power, and the vitality of the elixir in his body continued to work, he wouldn't have been able to escape at all.
"Huhu... This time it's really a bit miserable."
The 800-year-old healing elixir was extremely rich in vitality. In just a moment, Xiang Shang felt more than half recovered, and his numb body after being ravaged by lightning gradually resumed his movements.
He slowly got up, with a wry smile on his face.
"Fortunately, this healing elixir has a remarkable effect." Xiang Shang looked at the charred skin on his body. Under the action of the vitality elixir, it slowly crusted, and then fell off, revealing the slightly pink skin underneath. Skin, Xiang Shang felt a little relieved.
"It's just a pity that this battle uniform was almost scrapped not long after it was made."
Under the raging attack of thunder and lightning, the spiritual talismans inside the battle suit were destroyed immediately. The battle suit now only has the defensive ability of the material of the psychic beast's leather armor.
All this was a great loss to Xiang Shang.
"But fortunately, the Holy Spirit Fruit is still there. Then these losses can be tolerated." Thinking of the Holy Spirit Fruit in the storage bag, Xiang Shang felt excited.
Compared to the Holy Spirit Fruit, the previous losses are nothing.
Half an hour later, Xiang Shang was completely recovered from his injuries and looked better.
Looking at him now, where is there any sign of injury? He is full of vitality and blood, standing there as tall as a pine, and his condition cannot be better.
Soon, Xiang Shang reached the top of the stone road and the entrance of a main hall.
The door of the main hall was open, and Xiang Shang carefully stepped inside.
What you see is a large courtyard, and around the courtyard, attics stand there. After thousands of years, it seems to have become stronger.
It's just that some attics are too far away and are misty, making it difficult to see clearly.
"So many dry bones..."
Xiang Shang's heart tightened, and he soon saw that there were many withered bones lying in all directions in the four directions of the yard. Countless years had passed, and these bones had long since decayed, but judging from their clothes, they were all It belongs to a sect.
If Xiang Shang guessed correctly, this sect is the famous Shenxiao Sect in ancient times.
Even if this ruins is not the sect of Shenxiao Sect, it must belong to a cave established by a strong person from Shenxiao Sect.
"There are signs that the bones have been tampered with. Even if there are things left, they were obviously taken away by Zhang Hangshan first. But why are there no bones of the enemy left? Could it be that the opponent is the victor and all the bodies have been taken away?" Xiang Shang thought. Some doubts.
"Huh?" Suddenly, Xiang Shang carefully approached a corpse and took off a jade identity plate from his body.
"Xu Changsheng, elite disciple of Shenxiao Sect." There are still these words on the identity plate.
"This is obviously something Zhang Hangshan missed during his previous search. Although it is of no use, it is good to keep it with you." Xiang Shang thought to himself and put it into his storage bag.
Immediately afterwards, he tried to pick up the leaks again and turned over the corpses. Except for a few more identity plates, he found nothing, and finally gave up.
"Perhaps this kind of identity plate is of no use."
Xiang Shang guessed and walked towards the attic on the left. From a distance, Xiang Shang had already seen the three big characters on the attic.
"Jinbao Pavilion..."
Obviously, there must be treasures hidden in this attic. Thinking of the various magic weapons in ancient legends, Xiang Shang felt excited in his heart.
You must know that in the real world, except for the early stages of spiritual recovery, when traces of magic weapons are revealed and revealed from original antique artifacts, for so long, very few real magic weapons have come to light.
But once a magic weapon appears, it will inevitably cause a fight between powerful people from all sides. The battles caused by magic weapons are often extremely tragic, so we know that they are precious.
"It was actually shrouded by the formation." Xiang Shang's face couldn't help but turn ugly before he even got closer.
The vast formation enveloped the entire Treasure Pavilion. Just getting close to the fully revived formation made Xiang Shang feel horrified.
The formations in the Treasure Pavilion are actually far more powerful than the formations in the elixir field.
Xiang Shang was disappointed in his heart. The formation blocked him and he naturally couldn't enter.
And just when he was about to turn around and leave, inexplicably, a strong attraction emerged from a distance, making him feel eager in his heart.
Involuntarily, Xiang Shang walked in the direction of the attraction.
As he got closer, the attraction became stronger and stronger. Unknowingly, Xiang Shang's eyes became a little fanatical, as if there was everything he wanted there, making him a little crazy...
Just when Xiang Shang's will was completely attracted by that attraction, the Enlightenment Pearl in his body started to beat suddenly, and an invisible wave suddenly occurred. Xiang Shang immediately felt a burst of clarity in his whole mind.
He immediately recovered from that fanatical state.
Xiang Shang was horrified. At this time, he was clear-minded and immediately noticed the strangeness just now. He was frightened when he thought that his mind had been completely controlled before.
Only then did he begin to look at his surroundings.
Soon, Xiang Shang's pupils shrank, and he saw at a glance a figure that looked like a god and a demon less than a hundred meters away from him.
He is several meters tall, has no human features at all, and exudes a kind of psychedelic power that makes people sink into it involuntarily.
However, a huge sword penetrated his chest, locking him there and preventing him from moving.
His eyes were half-open, seemingly empty, but with a faint sparkle. At the same time, that strong attraction arose in Xiang Shang's heart again.
Xiang Shang was alert in his heart, and with great willpower, he looked away, and suddenly felt much more relaxed. Then he soon saw that next to this god-like and demonic figure, there were many corpses lying in random directions, and all of them were actually lying there.
Having been sucked dry of life and blood, they looked like mummies.
"How could it be? He died here?"
Suddenly, Xiang Shang's mind was shaken. Among the mummies, Xiang Shang found a person who was different from the others. He was wearing a battle uniform, holding a long sword in his hand, and his face showed the same fanaticism as before.
Until his death, he could not break away from that attraction.