ah....!

The screams of the corpse sacrifice filled the entire underground palace.

No matter how loud he howled, it was of no use. He was blocked and couldn't move. Apart from being angry, he probably regretted it more. If he had escaped from the beginning, no one could stop him, not even the three quasi-tians.

No, it's because he prided himself on being so powerful that he was tricked by two young martial arts cultivators and ended up being banned. Not only was all his previous efforts wasted, but his master's face was also completely lost.

"Swift victory."

As the three great elders spoke, they rushed to all directions.

The corpse sacrifice was suppressed, but the strong men in the devil's cave still kept jumping around.

Phew! Phew!

When the three Zhuntians join the battle, it is a unilateral massacre.

In the stronghold of the Demon Cave, there was no one to support the scene, but there was one Zhuntian of the Corpse Clan, but he was pulled down. No one could resist the attack of the three Zhuntians, and they were killed one after another.

I don’t know when the screams died out.

The demon cave knelt down, and all of them were killed without exception.

"There must be a treasure, find it."

As the First Elder said, he, the Second Elder, and the Third Elder surrounded the Corpse Sacrifice. They had to pry out some secrets. The Corpse Ancestor's direct disciple should know a lot of secrets. The Corpse Sacrifice is tough enough and his mouth is tough enough.

The three elders had already anticipated this and were too lazy to talk nonsense, so they just used Soul Search.

"Come on, you go ahead."

Most of the old guys from the Demon family followed Zhao Yun with their hands folded.

Looking for treasure! This guy has a unique talent.

Instead of running around like a headless fly, it is better to follow Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun was also honest. With his bare feet and arrogant steps, he consciously walked in the front. Behind him was a large crowd of people cheering. Those who knew he was the elder of the Demon family, but those who didn’t know thought he was his younger brother.

What? His small stature really affects his appearance and has nothing to do with his domineering appearance.

"The legendary earth magic spell?"

Demon Zi followed Zhao Yun, squatting and staring at Zhao Yun's feet. There was an ancient rune carved on the soles of his feet. Every time the soles of his feet touched the ground, they were absorbing the essence of the earth. There is a saying in the Secret Scroll of the Demon Family.

, there is such an ancient secret method, which is the Earth Spirit Mantra of the Spirit Clan, which is exactly the same as what Zhao Yun is using now.

"It's true."

Many old guys also squatted down and looked at it with gleaming eyes.

"Is he from the Spiritual Clan?" the Sixth Elder muttered. The secret method of the Earth Spirit Mantra is exclusive to the Spiritual Clan and will never be passed on to others. Zhao Yun actually knows it, and he probably has a great connection with the Spiritual Clan.

"No wonder you are so sensitive to things underground."

The Eighth Elder touched his chin. Those who practice earth magic have an affinity for the earth that is far beyond that of ordinary people. The deeper their enlightenment, the stronger their affinity. In a certain sense, it is stronger than the perception of martial arts cultivators. That night

When robbing the gold mine, Zhao Yun probably relied on this method to sense something strange underground, and finally got the unicorn golden egg.

Compared with gold mines, unicorns are priceless.

"This kid is so evil."

The fifth elder took a deep breath, and no one present refuted it. A small Xuanyang realm, with a sea of ​​pills, a martial spirit, the power of regeneration, and the earth's magic spell... This kind of people will never be found in history.

The two of them, even the Immortal Demon King, are far behind. If he is allowed to achieve great success, who can check and balance them.

"this."

Ahead, Zhao Yun has settled down.

In front of you is an altar.

Due to the war, the altar was in dilapidated condition. Up to this moment, there were still corpses lying on it. Blood was flowing and the altar was stained scarlet. He didn't know who built it, but there was a mystery underneath. According to his perception, it should be a small underground palace.

Full of gold and silver treasures.

"Come on, I'll do it."

The seventh elder stepped forward and opened the altar with one palm.

There is really a mystery below. It is a secret passage that leads directly to an underground palace. As Zhao Yun expected, there are dazzling objects inside, including gold bricks, silver cakes, secret scrolls, weapons... everything, shining with various colors of light, making it dazzling.

Everyone's eyes were filled with stars. This second stronghold in the Demon's Cave contained more treasures than the first one.

"This sword belongs to me."

Zhao Yun glanced around, picked up a sword and ran away. The little feet that slapped... were numb, but he was not stupid. He knew that this sword was a treasure, with bright golden light, and the material was genuine Jiuyang Black Iron. It was valuable.

No market.

"I want this knife."

Mozi also realized it, took away a black gold iron sword, and ran no slower than Zhao Yun.

"These two are so funny."

The elders were more reserved and moved the treasure conscientiously.

Go to Qianqiu City and distribute them centrally.

"good."

Zhao Yun, who came out of the small underground palace, held the sword in his arms and looked at it again and again. Sometimes he would breathe a sigh of relief. After that, he wiped it with his sleeve. This is a good sword. So many gold and silver treasures belong to it.

The most valuable thing is that the meaning in the sword, which is an extremely ancient and terrifying sword intention, can be refined into the dragon abyss, and the sword power can be increased by one level.

"good."

Mozi also grinned. The Black Gold Iron Sword he held was also a treasure. In terms of value, it was no weaker than the Nine Yang Black Iron Sword. He was indeed a good friend. When he saw a good thing, he always struck first, but that said.

When they come back, if there is a reward for their merits in this battle, they are also qualified to get the treasure. Without them, they would not be able to catch the corpse sacrifice.

Buzz!

Soon after, the two pushed open a stone door.

After walking through the stone gate, there was another underground palace. It was relatively well-preserved, at least it was not damaged by the war. Because of this, it was possible to see the whole picture clearly at a glance. It was also because it was possible to see clearly at a glance that the two of them were shocked.

The underground palace is very large, filled with skeletons. It is estimated that there must be tens of thousands of people. In the center of the skeletons is a pool of blood, with a radius of dozens of feet. You don't need to ask to know that this pool of blood...

It was gathered with the blood of living creatures, and so many bones are bloody evidence.

Woohoo....!

In the underground palace, the bloody wind raged.

The sound of whining was like the wail of an innocent soul. Who knows how many people were captured in the Devil's Cave.

Why!

Mozi sighed and turned around silently.

Zhao Yun did not move, only staring at the blood pool with slightly squinted eyes. There was something inside, or to be more precise, there was a person. However, it was integrated with the blood pool. It was difficult to detect it unless you looked carefully.

Um?

Mako also noticed something strange and turned around again.

clank!

The two looked at each other and came with swords in hand.

"Who, come out."

Before they reached it, they heard a cold scolding from the devil.

Zhao Yun remained silent, preparing a decisive blow.

Buzz!

The blood pool suddenly trembled, and the calm blood in the pool also became restless. It became turbulent and rolling, and a human shape was shaped inch by inch. The eyes were scarlet, the expression was ferocious, and the whole body was covered with blood, but it was not his own blood.

, are all blood from the blood pool. At first glance, it looks like a Shura crawling out of hell, more sinister than a ghost.

"Wang Yang?"

When Zhao Yun and Mo Zi saw this, they both raised their eyebrows.

This was beyond their expectation, they actually bumped into Wang Yang here.

"wrong."

After a moment, the two of them shook their heads again.

That is Wang Yang's appearance, but it is not the original one. It should be a clone of the immortal demon. It is said to be a clone, but it is different from an ordinary clone. The devil knows it well and has cultivated the immortal demon body technique. In addition to the real body,

, can transform into many demonic clones, and have the same combat power as the original one.

"Good means."

Zhao Yun was coldly scolding in his heart, and he had guessed some clues. He was sure that there must be many clones of such demons in other places. They would spread out a lot of clones, suck the essence and blood of living beings, and then feed them back to the original deity. In this way,

It can bless the magic power of the real body, which is similar to the way he transforms into a clone to absorb the power of the earth.
To be continued...