Chapter 799: Mysterious Iron Cabinet

The six great martial saints join forces, and their attack power is extraordinary.

The six attacks came to Sparta in an instant.

But unexpectedly, a thick red light suddenly burst out from Sparta's body, blocking the attack of the six people.

"So strong!"

Seeing that Sparta was unharmed after being hit by them abruptly, the six of them were shocked. At the same time, they secretly rejoiced that this guy was introduced into the formation. Pay a terrible price.

Although he was not injured, Sparta was enraged, and the long knife in his hand shot out a dazzling divine light and swept out.

"puff!"

The light of the sword is like a god, as if it wants to divide this world into two.

"Ok!"

A muffled groan came out, but Li Feng, who retreated the slowest, had a hideous wound on his chest, bleeding profusely.

"This guy's combat power is too perverted!"

Hiding into the formation, the six of them looked at each other in blank dismay.

The figure flashed, and Song Yan came to Li Feng's side, and injected a light of life into his body. Then, his wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he recovered in just a few seconds.

But Li Feng's face was faintly pale. If it wasn't for the formation, he might have been cut in two by Sparta's blade just now.

"What to do with the commander, this person is not easy to deal with?" Song Jiuhe said with a bitter face.

"It's okay, I'll deal with him!"

Song Yan said something in a low voice, and began to pinch the formation with his fingers. Immediately, mist surged in the formation, and then, endless powerful bull demons appeared, frantically rushing towards Sparta.

Seeing his fellow clans swarming towards him, Sparta swung his long knife and swept across without any hesitation. Immediately, hundreds of powerful bull demons were chopped into two pieces.

Then, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, he swung his long knife continuously.

"Puff puff puff puff!"

Pieces of Vigorous Bull Demons died under his knife, within ten breaths, this guy killed at least tens of thousands of Vigorous Bull Demons.

"It's so brutal!"

Seeing this scene, the six of them couldn't help being stunned for a while.

Only Song Yan's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to manipulate the formation formula, constantly condensing a powerful bull demon.

However, the powerful bull demons that condensed again have all reached the level of grand masters.

Tens of thousands of grandmasters came together, which immediately slowed down Sparta's offensive, but within half an hour, this guy chopped down tens of thousands of grandmasters.

"This guy is at least two or three times stronger than the six of us combined!"

Song Jiuhe said with a dull face.

The other five nodded approvingly. Before, they thought that the six of them could kill each other together, but now, they don't have the slightest confidence.

Song Yan checked the spirit crystals in the formation, and one-third of the thousands of spirit crystals had been consumed.

If this Sparta is not killed after all the thousands of high-grade spirit crystals are consumed, it will be a big loss.

Staring at Sparta in the formation, he narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes flashed, and flipped the formula in his hand again. Immediately, tens of thousands of powerful bull demons appeared again, this time it was no longer the grandmaster, but the great grandmaster .

The formation of tens of thousands of master-level soldiers almost completely consumed the spiritual energy in the remaining spirit crystals. If Sparta could not be killed, then he could only run away with six martial saints.

"Kill!"

Tens of thousands of grandmasters charged Sparta.

If it were other martial saints, facing the tens of thousands of great masters, I am afraid there is no other way but to run away, but Sparta actually stared at the scarlet blood eyes and killed him.

"Puff puff puff!"

The light of the knife kept flashing, and the heads kept flying up and dissipating in the air.

In the blink of an eye, a quarter of an hour passed, and thousands of great masters died under the Spartan knife, but he was also injured, and at the same time, his movement of swinging the knife seemed to be much slower.

Finally, after heaped up another thousand Grandmaster soldiers, Sparta's injuries became more and more serious, and his movements became slower and slower.

Seeing this scene, Li Feng and the other six all showed joy. At the same time, they felt a strong respect for Song Yan in their hearts. Even a peerless powerhouse like Sparta could be killed by him. Simply unimaginable.

After another quarter of an hour, Sparta fell completely, and was finally beheaded by the soldiers.

For a moment, Li Feng and the others couldn't help cheering loudly.

After taking Sparta's head away, Song Yan led the six of them directly to the royal city.

Everyone didn't play a big role in killing Sparta, so in the mid-stage of dealing with the warrior of the Bull Demon Race, they all put on a desperate posture.

In the end, the mid-term martial saint of the Bull Demon Clan died under the crazy attacks of six people.

Then it was much easier to deal with the other two martial saints in the early stage.

"It's time to harvest!" Song Yan led six people to the treasure house of the third prince.

Kill the guards and break open the vault door.

The treasury of the third prince is larger than the treasury of the nine princes, and it has two floors.

The resources inside are more than twice as much as that of the Ninth Prince.

Song Yan understood the reason after a little thought. Before, he led people to disable the 600,000 army of the Ninth Prince Di Shayu. In such a short few months, he would need to consume a lot of resources to rebuild the army. Therefore, It's normal that the resources in his treasury are not as many as those of the third prince.

Seeing so many treasure resources, the eyes of Li Feng and the six people were really flooded, but unfortunately, their storage spirit rings were already full.

"Okay, I will keep your share for you, and I will give it to you when I return to Blood River City!"

Song Yan kept walking forward with his big hand, waving his big hand while walking, and everything he passed became empty.

It took a full quarter of an hour before Song Yan collected the resources in the two-story treasure house into the temple.

"Okay, it's time to kill and set fire!"

Song Yan said to the six people.

There is no longer any Martial Saint in the king's city, so no one can stop the six people from murdering and setting fire.

When the six people left, Song Yan's figure appeared in a bedroom.

This dormitory was built very tall and magnificent, it should be the third prince's dormitory.

However, the third prince was away on an expedition, so apart from the guards outside the bedroom, the entire palace was empty.

Song Yan's eyes fell directly on a huge cabinet that looked like iron but not iron, because the dazzling light he sensed came from inside this cabinet.

This cabinet is a seamless one, there is no door, and there is no chain eye.

"What's in it?"

Taking out Zidian, Song Yan slashed at the iron cabinet.

"when!"

The spark flying sword and the incomparably sharp Zidian failed to leave any mark on the iron cabinet.

"What is this iron cabinet made of? It's so hard?"

Song Yan was a little puzzled, but more delighted, because the stronger the iron cabinet, the more precious the things stored in it.

Afterwards, Song Yan tried many methods, even letting Huang Yan hold the sword, he couldn't split the iron cabinet. In desperation, he had no choice but to collect it into the storage spirit ring and take it back to study slowly.

It's just that as soon as he took it away, the storage ring couldn't put the iron cabinet into it. In the end, he asked the temple's tool spirit to help him put the iron cabinet into it.