"Huh, give up?" Hearing Su Pingan's words, Lan Jiao widened his eyes and said loudly: "I, the Jiao Clan, will never give up! There are just a few broken stone slabs, but I will blast them away today!"
For the sake of face, Lan Jiao gritted his teeth and continued to hit the stone slab with his fists.
"Senior brother, how about we help him." When Ling'er saw this, he said with an unbearable look: "If this continues, Lan Jiao may be exhausted to death!"
"That's fine." Su Ping'an chuckled.
Su Ping'an, Ling'er and Lu Xueyao each launched flying swords and blasted towards the golden slate on the ground. Under the joint bombardment of the four, the golden light emitted by the mysterious runes also began to weaken at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Lan Jiao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Su Ping'an and the others helping. He secretly said in his heart: "You finally came to help. If you don't, I will be exhausted to death."
But because of his face, Lan Jiao still gasped and said: "Huh, you don't need to take action, I can blast this stone slab away by myself!"
"Really? Then we'll stop." Seeing Lan Jiao's desperate need to save face, Su Ping'an chuckled.
"...Well, if you want to blast away this broken stone slab quickly, you can help out together." Lan Jiao hurriedly changed his words, wishing he could give himself a slap on the spot.
Make you talk bad!
Su Ping'an laughed loudly and stopped teasing the blue dragon. Instead, he used the wind-cutting sword to hit the stone slab with all its strength. Looking at the light emitted by the mysterious rune, it seemed that the mysterious rune could not hold on for much longer.
boom!
After burning the incense, with the final punch of the blue dragon, the mysterious runes on the stone slab finally couldn't hold on and were shattered, and a dark hole leading downward appeared in front of Su Ping'an and the four of them.
When the golden stone slab was shattered by the blue dragon, all the mysterious runes on the golden stone slab on the ground and on the four walls turned into golden light spots, condensing in this mysterious space. In the end, these thousands of light spots actually
Condensed into a mysterious monk wearing armor.
This mysterious monk stood upright, with a majestic posture, but his appearance was blurry, as if he was deliberately preventing others from seeing his face clearly.
Then an invisible pressure came from the mysterious monk, oppressing Su Ping'an and the four of them and making them breathless. Especially the blue dragon, the pressure of the mysterious monk made it feel fear from the depths of its soul, and in the end it could not persist.
He collapsed to the ground with a plop, his whole body pressed tightly against the ground.
Fortunately, this invisible pressure only existed for a few breaths, and the mysterious monk turned into dots of golden light and dissipated in this mysterious space.
"call……"
Su Pingan couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He took another look at the blue dragon and found that it collapsed to the ground under the pressure of this invisible pressure.
"Lan Jiao, why are you lying on the ground?" Ling'er on the side also asked curiously. Although the pressure of the mysterious monk just now is indeed terrifying, it is not terrifying to this extent, right? I am a first-level foundation builder.
All the monks could resist, but Lan Jiao, a demon cultivator at the sixth level of foundation building, was actually forced to lie on the ground?
"What do you mean by kneeling? Don't talk nonsense. I'm just a little tired. Can't you just lie down on the ground and take a rest?" Lan Jiao said and was about to stand up. Unexpectedly, his legs refused to control him and he was still there.
It kept trembling and couldn't stand up even after trying twice.
As a noble Jiao clan member, it is definitely impossible for him to ask someone to help him up.
For the sake of face, Lan Jiao had no choice but to lie down on the ground and chuckled: "I'm still a little tired, so I'll lie down on the ground and rest for a while."
Su Ping'an shook his head helplessly and said, "Senior Sister Lu, do you know who the mysterious monk who was just condensed with golden light is?"
"I don't know either. My mother passed away without telling me anything clearly. But the figure of this mysterious monk looks a bit familiar." Lu Xueyao pondered for a moment and said: "It seems to be the one enshrined in the Fengfeng Sect's main hall.
statue!"
Ling'er also nodded and said, "Yes, it looks similar to me."
Su Pingan secretly said: "I don't know what the relationship between this mysterious monk and the Feng Feng Sect is."
Su Ping'an stood next to the hole created by the blue dragon and looked into the hole. He saw that there was also a dark space inside. There was something in the dark space that emitted a faint golden light and seeped out towards the entrance of the hole.
"No matter, let's go down and take a look first," Su Ping'an said.
…
In Donghua Continent, which is far away from Tianyuan Continent, there is a mountain.
This mountain is surrounded by clouds and mist all year round. There is a simple courtyard on the top of the mountain. The courtyard is not big, but it is extremely exquisite.
I saw the three characters "Wangyouju" engraved on the plaque in the courtyard.
These three words were carved by the owner of this courtyard with his sword, and they contain endless sword intent. If this plaque were to fall on Tianyuan Continent, I am afraid it would immediately be regarded as a treasure of swordsmanship, causing countless monks to rob it.
In the courtyard, a monk in armor and a monk in white robes were sitting at a stone table, talking, and laughing heartily from time to time.
Suddenly, the monk in armor changed his expression, looked into the distance, and kept counting with his fingers. Then, he couldn't help but chuckle.
"What's the matter?" the white-robed monk asked with a smile.
"Nothing." The monk wearing armor said with a smile: "Two thousand years ago, I was traveling and happened to encounter a demon monk who was causing trouble, so I took action to suppress him."
"Two thousand years have passed. I thought that the seal had long since dissipated on its own, but I didn't expect that the seal still had some power left. Just now, the seal was broken by a few monks. I felt something in my heart, so I took a look."
"That's it." The white-robed monk twisted his beard and said with a smile.
...
Lan Jiao's legs finally stopped shaking, and Su Ping'an and the other four jumped down from the entrance of the cave and arrived at the dark space below.
The space below is much smaller than the one above. It is just a square space about five feet in length, width and height. The ice on the blue dragon's body illuminates this space, and the situation in the space is clearly visible to Su Pingan and the others.
A golden token was suspended above this space, emitting a faint golden glow. The golden glow that Su Ping'an and the others saw outside the cave entrance before was emitted by this token.
Under the token, a red-robed monk sat cross-legged. This mysterious red-robed monk had obviously been dead for who knows how many years, leaving only a skeleton, which was extremely terrifying.
Other than that, there is nothing else in this space.
"There is only one token and one corpse. What kind of treasure is this?" Ling'er scratched her head in confusion and said, "Senior Sister Lu, is this token the treasure you mentioned?"
Lu Xueyao also felt a little strange in her heart. She stretched out her hand, and the token flew into her hand under the pull of spiritual power. Lu Xueyao held the token in her hand and kept looking at it.
The token is just an ordinary token, filled with a domineering power. Other than that, there is nothing special about it. This token is obviously not a treasure.
Su Ping'an and the other four did not notice that after Lu Xueyao took the token into his hand, a mysterious energy invisible to the naked eye ran out of the red-robed monk's body and entered Lu Xueyao's body.