Chapter two hundred and forty-two treasures revealed
The death puppets were stupid, lining up in a neat queue, walking towards the stone bridge. Because the evil souls who controlled the death puppets had already had all consciousness wiped out, and they were just clumsy and instinctive in carrying out the ghost work that happened thousands of years ago.
An order issued by Wu Sheng.
They did not attack Qin Feng again, because Qin Feng had already walked off the stone bridge at this time, and they would only attack the lives on the stone bridge.
"Nine Nether Soul Refining Formation... let everything be over." Qin Feng walked to the altar very calmly, looked at the power of the formation that was vaguely surging on the altar, and slowly raised the sword in his hand, saying in his tone
, with a bit of confusion and sigh.
The sword light and the thunder light shined on the dark altar at the same time, shining in the scarlet light. Qin Feng destroyed the thirteen crucial formation bases on the altar with one sword stroke, as well as the 923 hidden formations.
Eye.
The entire process of breaking the formation was unexpectedly smooth. At least it was much smoother than Qin Feng originally imagined. The Nine Nether Soul Refining Formation was a nine-level formation in ancient legends. It is said that such a formation was on the ancient battlefield.
Can refine the souls of millions of people!
According to common sense, even Qin Feng, who is familiar with various formations, should have to spend a lot of energy and study carefully before he can break the formation.
But in fact, when Qin Feng swung his first sword and destroyed the first hidden formation eye, he had a panoramic view of the operating principle of the entire formation, as well as all the formation eyes and formation bases.
This is not to say that Qin Feng's attainments in formations are far superior to those of the martial arts masters, and he can easily break through the ninth-level formation. But the formation in front of him is not a ninth-level formation at all. At most
It has barely reached the level of seventh-level formations, and even compared to those formations in Hidden Mist Mountain, it is still somewhat inferior.
"Could it be that when the ghost craftsman Wusheng was building this ruins, he had already exhausted his energy and had no extra energy to arrange the nine-level formation, so he simplified the original Nine Nether Soul Refining Array?" Qin Feng couldn't help but think so.
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But he quickly rejected such an idea, because in his previous life, Qin Feng studied formations intensively, and also studied many formations left over from ancient times, and even saw several formations left by the Tiangong Martial Saint himself.
Law.
Among those formations, whether they are ninth-level formations, other formations, or even some deliberately simplified sixth- or seventh-level formations, they are all exquisite and reveal the style of a formation master.
But at this time, the formation in front of Qin Feng was really crude and clumsy. Qin Feng never believed that such a formation could be made by a ghostly martial artist.
Qin Feng's sword fell on the last formation base. As his sword fell, the soul refining formation completely collapsed. What collapsed with it was the space barrier covering the 10,000-meter stone bridge.
The wronged souls sealed in the altar stopped wailing, and the death puppets on the 10,000-meter stone bridge stopped in unison. A stream of scarlet light shot into the sky, setting off a swirling hurricane.
It was a hurricane formed by the purest soul power. The hurricane rotated, gradually weakened from strong, and then gradually dissipated.
There are rumors in the world that there are nine hells in the extremely distant underground, which are called the underworld. After death, the soul will enter the underworld. Some people also say that the soul originates from heaven and earth, and after death, the soul will also return to heaven and earth.
But no matter which version is used, it all means to let the deceased rest in peace, and at this moment, the soul of the dead who has been imprisoned by the soul refining array for tens of millions of years finally rests in peace...
But Qin Feng did not look at the slowly dissipating souls, nor did he look at the 10,000-meter stone bridge that had lost its space barrier. Instead, he turned his gaze to the sword, and there was a deep shock and confusion in his eyes.
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Under his sword, there was a broken foundation stone of the formation. The broken stone was blood red.
"The Blood Ying Stone? How could the Blood Ying Stone exist in the ancient formation!" Qin Feng was extremely shocked, because the Blood Ying Stone was not a material that originally existed in the Shenwu Continent, nor was it a material that existed in ancient times. Blood
Yingshi is a newly synthesized material created by the human race's master craftsman in the last thousand years by merging several different kinds of stones...
Nine Nether Soul Refining Array, such an ancient array, actually contains the Blood Ying Stone that only existed in modern times? What does this mean?
Someone came to this ruins before him! Moreover, the formations on the altar were not set up by the ghostly martial arts saint at all. There were other people who set up the formations! It was not just the formations on the altar, there were other formations.
It was also set up by someone else!
"But what is the purpose of the people who set up the formation?" Qin Feng frowned, "If we connect all the things we saw and heard in Lingquan and Barbarian City before entering the ruins, we can see that
There's no way it could be..."
On the 10,000-meter stone bridge, as the dark space barrier shattered, a hazy light shone in. Qing Lao leaned on the sword in his hand and barely managed to stay standing. Blood flowed downwards along the hand holding the sword.
At the previous moment, he relied on the sword in his hand to advance hundreds of meters along the stone bridge against the torrent of death puppets. However, due to his physical strength gradually weakening and his true energy almost exhausted, he retreated again.
Hundreds of meters. At this time, he had almost retreated to the stone bridge.asxs., and was almost out of gas.
Fortunately, when he was about to lose his support, the death puppets that had been approaching him suddenly fell down without exception like rice fields blown by the strong wind.
"Succeeded! Qin Feng succeeded!" Shui Qianyue was surprised.
The young man nodded in relief, with a rare smile on his face.
Also smiling were the sixty-three Yin-Yang Realm warriors. Even at the most critical moment, they still did not help resist the impact of the Death Puppet, and even shamelessly retreated under the stone bridge.
"I just said that they will definitely succeed. There is no need for little people like us to take risks." Yin Zicong narrowed his eyes and smiled.
When people heard this, they also had smiles on their faces. It was undoubtedly a very fortunate thing to be able to survive the danger extremely safely. This made them admire Yin Zicong's previous decision even more.
In their view, if they participated in the battle regardless of life and death, there would always be some casualties. If it weren't for Yin Zicong's rational analysis and prevent them from taking action, how could they be like now, almost unscathed?
"Look, what is that!" At this moment, a warrior with small eyes and a very shrewd look suddenly pointed outside the stone bridge and shouted excitedly.
As the dark space barriers on both sides of the stone bridge were completely broken, people finally saw the scene outside the stone bridge clearly. It was a river that was ten thousand meters wide and could not be seen at a glance, and the clear water waves
Above, there are clusters of green or red light clusters, blooming with an alluring brilliance.
"It's a heaven-level magic weapon! There are also spiritual materials! This is a treasure in the ruins!"
"So, this is the source of the spiritual spring in Kongsang Mountain! All the treasures are here!"
"This is happening!"
People's eyes turned red one by one, and they couldn't wait to jump into the cave to salvage the treasure.
"What do you want to do? When thousands of death puppets came in, you refused to make any effort, and now you want the treasure?" But at this moment, Shui Qianyue stopped in front of everyone, with a smile on his face.
The look on his face was full of disdain. She had never seen anyone as shameless and greedy as these warriors.
A heaven-level divine weapon or a spiritual material is definitely not precious, but so many treasures stacked together are definitely priceless. But in Shui Qianyue's view, it doesn't matter whether those treasures are precious or not.
What matters is who should own it.
As the saying goes, a gentleman loves money and gets it in the right way. In the ruins of the strong man, Qin Feng went deep into the enemy's territory alone regardless of the danger, and then resolved the crisis in the ruins. He undoubtedly exerted the greatest strength and sacrificed the most.
person.
As for the ownership or division of the treasure, it should be controlled by Qin Feng. Even if Qin Feng is not here at this moment, the ownership of the treasure should temporarily belong to her and Qing Lao. After all, she and Qing Lao are also at this time.
played a big role in the crisis.
However, those sixty-two Yin and Yang warriors did not show any strength in this battle. Even after successfully overcoming the crisis, they did not even say a word of thanks and tried to distract the attention of those treasures?
People have seen Shui Qianyue blocking the way, and most people feel a little bit guilty in their hearts. But the treasure is in front of them, but they can't get it, which makes them unwilling to accept it.
Yin Zicong walked out with a big sword on his shoulder and said with a smile: "My dear Princess, the Liuyun Dynasty has a rich country and a strong people. I guess with your status, you may not care much about these heaven-level magic weapons or spiritual materials. Why don't you be a favor?
For us? This can also show your generosity as a royal family."
"Give it to you? Even if I don't want these magic weapons, I would rather let them be buried underground forever, waiting for the right person, than let you get them." Shui Qianyue said coldly.
Everyone was quiet, and everyone could feel the disgust and dissatisfaction this noble princess felt towards them from deep in her heart.
Yin Zicong's face gradually turned cold, and he said with a sinister smile: "Your Highness, I'm afraid you still don't understand the situation at this time." As he spoke, he glanced at the very weak young man and said confidently: "
Do you think, if we want to seize the treasure by force at this time, can the true martial artist beside you stop us?"
After hearing this, Shui Qianyue's expression suddenly changed, and she immediately understood what Yin Zicong meant.
"Everyone, now the true martial artist has exhausted his energy and has almost no fighting ability. As for the stupid boy who rushed into the enemy's belly, the situation will only get worse. Even if he is not dead, he should have been seriously injured.
...And the treasures in the ruins are right in front of you. You can think about what to do." Yin Zicong smiled sinisterly and shouted to everyone.