In the sarcophagus, there is a male corpse. The flesh and blood have dried up and the skin has lost its luster, but the outline of the facial features can barely be seen clearly.
"Is this the previous head of Tiandao Sect, Zhu Shiji's father?" Chen Yu murmured.
The corpse held an ancient sword in its hand. The ancient sword's body was as black as ink, and there were arcs of electricity on it, bursting out with dazzling brilliance.
The quality and power of this ancient sword are definitely a level higher than the previous treasure of Tiandaomen, the Wanhong Sword, and it is probably unique in the Xuanling world.
The ancient sword should have been the magical weapon of the male corpse in the sarcophagus. However, after the owner died, the ancient sword became ownerless. It shot an electric arc to attack Ji Jianting, probably just to protect the owner subconsciously.
"This is a magic weapon with a hint of intelligence. It's rare!" Chen Yu's eyes were fiery. He was short of a magic weapon now, and he never expected to get it in a stone coffin.
Magical tools that give birth to spiritual wisdom are very common in the main realm, but this is the Xuanling Realm, where things are rare and valuable. This kind of magic weapon cannot be bought even with spiritual stones, so it is truly valuable but not marketable.
However, if you want to control this ancient sword, you still have to put in a lot of effort. It is difficult for others, but for Chen Yu, it is easy.
Stretching out his big hand, Chen Yu grasped the hilt of the ancient sword, but heard a click, and the ancient sword arced brilliantly, overflowing with terrifying light.
Even Chen Yu felt that the blood in his body was boiling, and his entire right arm was almost numb. It could be seen that the flesh and blood of the palm of his hand holding the ancient sword was peeled off layer by layer, and the blood could not flow out at all, and was completely evaporated.
The simple blade of the ancient sword can no longer be seen, only the light of thunder remains, and the tomb is rendered like the palace of an immortal emperor.
Ignoring the bloody right hand, Chen Yu stared at the ancient sword in the dazzling light and said in a low voice: "Either obey me and drink blood heartily, or I will destroy you and turn you into debris!"
Buzz! The ancient sword trembled, the arc exploded, and scattered, the tomb shook, and the gravel rustled.
At this moment, what Chen Yu is holding in his hand is not like a sword, but more like a domineering thunder that can knock down the sun, moon and stars.
The majestic energy tore apart all the flesh and blood in Chen Yu's right hand in an instant, leaving only a skeleton hand holding the sword hilt tightly.
"Unexpected!" Chen Yu became more and more excited. His eyes were as dazzling as magic lamps. The power of this ancient sword was unbelievable.
"Since you don't want to surrender, then I have no choice but to destroy you!" Chen Yu, holding the sword in his right hand, clenched his fist with his left hand and punched the sword hard.
With a bang, the ball of light exploded, and countless dazzling sparks shot out from the ancient sword, as if it was being forged by a giant hammer weighing as much as ten thousand kilograms.
The clanking sound of the sword was like the shrillness of an evil ghost. The ancient sword trembled all over his body, trying to escape from Chen Yu's big hand.
But how could Chen Yu let the cooked duck fly? He smiled ferociously, raised his left fist and smashed it down again.
Bang bang bang, punch after punch, the whole hill seemed to be shaking, and the sharpness of the ancient sword finally turned into a wail.
The glory dissipated and the ancient sword returned to its original state. It finally chose to surrender to Chen Yu.
"This is decent!" Chen Yu couldn't wait. He picked a scabbard in King Solomon's ring and took off the pure Jun sword.
The ancient sword was sheathed and hung on his waist. Chen Yu touched his chin, "I have to think of a mighty and domineering name!"
The metal forging this ancient sword is extremely unique. It carries the power of thunder and is extremely destructive.
His eyes lit up, and Chen Yu smiled and said, "From now on, I'll call you Donglei!"
After swallowing a few healing pills, Chen Yu's right hand, which was left with only bones, recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was covered with layers of flesh and blood, and it returned to its original state in a short time.
After flexing his fingers, Chen Yu stepped forward. In the sarcophagus, the body of poor Zhu Shiji's father had disappeared, leaving only some ashes and dust.
Chen Yuzai checked carefully and after confirming that there were no more burial objects, he turned around, came to Ji Jianting, and squatted down.
"Haha, Taoist Priest, we meet again!" Chen Yu smiled from the bottom of his heart.
At this moment, he looked like a hungry traveler, while Ji Jianting looked like a golden and crispy roast suckling pig.
If the Tiandaomen treasure house is an immovable gold mountain, then Ji Jianting is a movable diamond mine.yyls
One by one, Chen Yu took off all the ten storage rings on Ji Jiantian's ten fingers.
These ten rings all belong to Chen Yu. They are the spoils of his liquidation of the small sect these days. Now they are returned to their original owners.
In one of the rings, Chen Yu saw the formation-breaking magic weapon that he had longed for. This strange magic weapon was probably the lifeblood of Ji Jianting's control over the mysterious spiritual world. At this moment, it became Chen Yu's possession.
"This dress is not simple!" Chen Yu touched the Taoist robe that Ji Jian was wearing and was a little surprised.
The Taoist robe looks very simple, but there are faint patterns of light on it, and it is unknown what kind of material it is woven from. It is extremely light, but very flexible.
Chen Yu was not polite and took off the Taoist robe from the fat Taoist priest.
"This...!" Chen Yu stuffed the Taoist robe into King Solomon's ring, looking at the scene in front of him, he couldn't help laughing.
This fat Taoist priest actually wore a red bellyband with a chubby big-headed doll embroidered with gold thread, holding a koi carp in his arms, which looked very vivid.
The bellyband is just an ordinary bellyband, but the gold thread on it is valuable.
Clothes woven with golden threads have a defensive power that cannot be underestimated. Unfortunately, Chen Yu doesn't like them at all.
If this was robbing someone else, Chen Yu would let it go, but for the fat Taoist priest, he would not leave a stitch or a thread behind.
Pulling off the red bellyband, Chen Yu glanced up and down, focusing on Ji Jianting's boots.
There is actually a looming forbidden light on these boots. They are woven from sky silk. When a monk wears them, his speed will be greatly increased.
"Ji Jianting likes to dig graves and offend people from the earth to the moon. However, he has always been safe and sound for so many years. These boots must have provided him with a lot of help!" As the saying goes, martial arts in the world are good.
, nothing is indestructible, only speed cannot be broken.
As long as your speed is fast enough, there is nothing the true God can do. If your speed is fast enough to surpass the passage of time, then you will live forever.
In terms of value, these boots were much higher than Ji Jianjian's Taoist robe. Chen Yu did not hesitate and took them off the fat Taoist priest's feet.
"What on earth am I doing?!" Chen Yu suddenly felt that he was so evil, so he quietly stripped Ji Jianting down to only a pair of underwear.
"Where did this guy's storage ring go?" Chen Yu searched Ji Jianting's whole body, but unfortunately, he could never find any trace of the storage ring.
Time waits for no one, and Chen Yu doesn't want to meet Zhu Shiji just yet. Besides, there is a treasure house waiting for him in the front mountain, so there is no time to delay.
"This hairpin is good!" Before leaving, Chen Yu took the sheep and pulled out a jade hairpin from Ji Jianting's head.
Although it is not a magic weapon and has no special functions, it can be sold for a lot of money.