Pang Xiaofeng's eyes widened: "Even in the Kunlun cultivation world, I have never heard of such a blessed heaven cave."
Fu Haiqing stared at Shimen and said in a concentrated voice: "Whether it is the aura or the dragon's energy, they are completely different from the outside world, and they are also different from the atmosphere in the cultivation world."
"I suspect that these breaths originate from ancient times."
Ancient times! Treasures left by ancient cultivators! Pang Xiaofeng and Bai Ziyi were even more shocked.
"Let's go. Now that we have unlocked this stone door, let's go in and see the situation..." Fu Haiqing took a step forward and was about to walk forward.
Suddenly, a sudden change occurred.
Whoosh! Whoosh! In the darkness, several sharp energies penetrated the void, attacking the three of them with murderous intent.
These cold air waves were so silent that Pang Xiaofeng and Bai Ziyi didn't even react. The murderous intention had already arrived.
"who!"
Fu Haiqing shouted loudly, his right foot that he originally stepped out tapped the ground, and his whole body swept back. After avoiding the attack, he swung his sleeves and robes, and protected his junior brothers and sisters with his strong aura.
The Gang Qi shield was smashed into ripples, and two jet-black energy appeared in a spiral shape, rotating at high speed, secreting a corrosive atmosphere, with the intention of gradually dissolving the Gang Qi shield.
Fu Haiqing frowned, spread out his fingers, his strong spiritual energy surged crazily, and then clenched his fists fiercely.
"Bang!"
The Gang Qi shield exploded on its own initiative, and the power of the explosion destroyed the two spiral Qi forces.
There was a fishy smell in the air.
"Senior brother, look..." Pang Xiaofeng reminded nervously.
Fu Haiqing looked sideways.
The energy he avoided landed on the ground and swallowed up all the flowers and plants within a radius of dozens of meters.
If he hadn't reacted in time to avoid it, the consequences would have been disastrous.
Fu Haiqing frowned, raised his eyes, and stared coldly ahead. He stretched out his right hand to protect his junior brothers and sisters behind him. He lightly clasped the tortoise-shell magic weapon with his palm, and stood on his chest with his left hand, pinching out a spell mark.
"who?"
"Get out!"
Fu Haiqing shouted loudly, the sound waves rippled into the dark night, and the leaves fell to the ground with a clatter.
As the fallen leaves came out, there were several mysterious people in black robes.
The six men in black robes fell to the ground, their breaths were cold and they didn't say a word.
"Master Fu, long time no see."
With a soft laugh, Pan Jianyue walked out slowly.
"It's you!"
Fu Haiqing's eyes were sharp, and he naturally recognized this as the old man in brocade clothes from the Feng Shui Association.
"It's me."
Pan Jianyue smiled and said: "To be honest, I have to thank Master Fu. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have been able to find Yuan Tiangang's hidden tomb."
"Haha, I'm ashamed to say that we have been searching near Tiangongyuan for several years, but we can't find the treasure. But you have helped us a lot."
Um?
Fu Haiqing frowned.
Pang Xiaofeng was full of blood and said angrily: "Aren't you from the Feng Shui Association?
Dare you guard and steal?"
"Being a prisoner is stealing?"
Pan Jianyue's smile grew brighter: "What do you think we did by establishing the Feng Shui Association in Tiangongyuan?
It’s not just for you Feng Shui masters to come out and help us find treasures.”
"It's a pity that those who participated in the previous years were all rubbish. It was only today, with the arrival of Master Fu, that we finally succeeded after years of hard work."
Said.
He looked at the stone door in front of him, feeling the innate aura and dragon energy, and his expression became more fanatical and greedy.
An ancient treasure.
A truly priceless treasure.
Even if he is not qualified to get the treasure in the end, he can still get some cultivation resources. Whether it is innate aura or innate dragon energy, his strength can jump by a thousand feet.
Break through the Nascent Soul Realm.
It is not difficult even to reach the realm of divine transformation.
When he thought of this, the greed in Pan Jianyue's eyes became more intense.
"Master Fu, although you have helped us a lot and I am very grateful, I still have a small favor to ask you for."
Pan Jianyue laughed and said in a very serious tone: "I invite three of you to die."
"Since it is an ancient ruins, in order to prevent the news from spreading, I have no choice but to aggrieve the three of you. I will burn paper as a memorial for you on this day next year."
The words fell.
Pan Jianyue took a step forward, and a dark wind suddenly rose in the mountain forest, and billowing black mist roared out of his body.
"kill!"
Give an order.
Six black-robed monks flashed up behind him.
The weapons they use are very uniform. They are strange-shaped scimitars, coated with strange black paint, which is quenched with highly toxic substances.
The six black-robed men are all Foundation Establishment monks and are good at the art of siege and combined attack.
Whoa! The swords fell together, blocking all escape routes.
Fu Haiqing's eyes were cold, and he suddenly threw out his left hand, which had been charged for a long time, and released the magic formula. A strong wind rose within a radius of ten meters with him as the center, and all the gravel and leaves on the ground were shaken and floated out.
Following the spell, the movements of the six black-robed monks all became slower.
Fu Haiqing's formation just now used Feng Shui to change the surrounding magnetic field and gravity.
"Earth Spirit Art, Binding!"
Fu Haiqing shouted again. Within the scope of the spell, the ground cracked and rocks opened, and several ground thorns suddenly poked out, the spikes sharp.
Puff! Puff! The two black-robed monks who couldn't dodge were stabbed in the chest and blood flowed out.
"court death!"
Pan Jianyue was carried by the rolling gloomy wind, soared into the air, and trampled on it with one foot.
He is at the pinnacle of the Golden Core Realm, a half-step Nascent Soul, and his cultivation realm is above that of Fu Haiqing. At this moment, he shows his strength and pressure.
Pang Xiaofeng and Bai Ziyi looked a little pale.
Fu Haiqing was not afraid at all. The tortoise-shell magic weapon held in the palm of his right hand rose in the wind and turned into a scale armor that was more than two meters high.
"Bang!"
Pan Jianyue made a terrifying blow and was blocked by all of them. He used his strength to open it wider, and two poisonous black snakes burst out from his sleeves.
"Heart-Eating Soul Snake!"
"You are evil cultivators!"
Fu Haiqing was furious, his eyes were slightly red, and he seemed to have hated the evil cultivator deeply.
But soon, he calmed down.
In the face of a formidable enemy, only calmness can lead to victory.
Fu Haiqing took a deep breath, his deep eyes gradually brightened, and a heavy Feng Shui charm was released from his body.
"The stars and the moon are the spirit, and the sky is the soul!"
"The spiritual way kills the immortals, the heavenly way kills the demons!"
"Bah!"
Fu Haiqing bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a stream of essence and blood. The essence and blood condensed but did not disperse. Instead, they condensed into an illusory and ancient bloody talisman in the void.
The moment this bloody talisman appeared, Pan Jianyue's pupils shrank, and he had a vague premonition of something bad.
But he still controlled the two heart-eating soul snakes and continued to move forward to launch his killing move.
Hiss! The black snake flew through the air, spitting out thick venom.
But the next moment.
The blood-colored talisman burst out with a dazzling blood light, and along with two roars, the Heart-Eating Soul Snake seemed to have been cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, and its entire body suddenly disintegrated. The incision was as smooth as jade and filled with blood.
Wow! After killing the two Heart-eating Soul Snakes, the blood glow remained unabated and killed the four black-robed monks around them.
"What!"
Pan Jianyue's expression finally changed drastically. Seeing the blood rushing toward him, he couldn't help but scream in horror: "Elder Yin, save me!"