Chapter 2070 Screaming

In the boundless void, the youth disintegrated and turned into fly ash. Hunting ?? ??????

This made this place fall into a dead silence, and everyone was cold, like falling into an ice cave.

The strength of the young man is not weak, but he is a monk in the late eighth realm, and it is unbelievable that he disintegrates without a sound!

What is even more terrifying is that there are two more people who dissipated like a cloud of smoke, both of them are monks of the eighth realm with good foundations.

"What happened? Why did they disintegrate for no reason?" An old man said in a trembling voice, unable to hide his fear.

Most of the people present were also uneasy, and did not dare to move at all, for fear of breaking the authority.

"If I guessed correctly, they should have touched the treasure." Ling Xianxing narrowed her eyes, both surprised and cold.

In addition to the monks, there are only treasures left here, so after the three disintegrated, he carefully probed.

Now this is a treasure that is not fake, but there is a strange power, like a curse, if you touch it, you will die.

"Touched a treasure?"

Everyone present was in shock, some distanced themselves from the treasure, and some remained motionless.

In the eyes of everyone, Ling Xian is just a monk in the early stage of the eighth realm, ordinary and unremarkable.

Therefore, his words were not very convincing.

"What's your basis?" The sword-carrying man glanced at Ling Xian lightly.

"No, if you don't believe it, you can try it." Ling Xian looked indifferent, Wuxin said more to the man with the sword.

He looked at the endless treasures like stars, his brows furrowed, and he couldn't hide his worry.

If you touch the treasure, it will disintegrate, it is nothing, if you don't touch it, but you are afraid that you will burn yourself if you don't touch it.

If this is the case, then this place is too dangerous, even the ninth realm might not escape death.

"Who gave you the courage to talk to me like this?" The sword-carrying man's eyes turned cold, his sword intent swept across all directions.

However, it was blocked by Sun Zhen.

at the same time,

The old man in black also appeared in front of Ling Xian, and a terrifying aura filled the air, causing the man with the sword to frown slightly.

"It turned out that they were protecting him." The sword-carrying man sneered, his momentum gradually subsided, and the sword intent dissipated.

Although he was not afraid of Sun Zhen and the old man in black, it was a trouble after all. After weighing the pros and cons, he chose not to care about Ling Xian.

"Thank you two." Ling Xian smiled, not bothering to pay attention to the man with the sword.

"You're welcome." Sun Zhen waved his hand and said sternly, "Is your words true?"

"You'll know if you try it with a clone."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, the power contained in the treasure here is very strange, as terrible as a curse, but it is definitely not a curse.

Therefore, Sun Zhen would lose a clone at most, and would not hurt the main body.

"Okay." Sun Zhen nodded lightly, his eyebrows lit up, and condensed into a clone.

Then, when his clone touched a treasure, it immediately showed signs of dissipating.

After three breaths, it dissipated like a cloud of smoke, leaving no trace behind.

This made Sun Zhen's pupils shrink and was shocked.

So did everyone present.

Although it was just a clone, it didn't even have 50% of the main body's combat power, but Sun Zhen was a strong ninth realm.

Therefore, the monks in the eighth realm were horrified, and the powerhouses in the ninth realm were also moved.

"Believe it now." Ling Xian sighed softly, having a headache.

If you don't touch the treasure, it will turn into fly ash, then this place is too dangerous, even if it is compared to the most fierce places such as Shengluoshan and Samsara Sea, it is not too much.

Fortunately, for now, as long as you don't touch the treasure, you'll be fine.

"It turned out to be really because I touched a treasure..."

"I thought it was time for me to turn around, but I didn't expect it to be bad luck."

"It's really bad luck. Let's not talk about it, it's a question whether we can leave alive."

Everyone present sighed and sighed, and in addition to bitterness, they were also frightened.

Even the clones of the ninth-level powerhouses can only hold on for three breaths, which naturally makes them panic.

"Strange power..."

Sun Zhen frowned, turned his eyes to Ling Xian, and said, "Do you have a solution?"

"No."

Ling Xian sighed, the power contained in the treasure is strange and powerful, even if he has many means, there is no way to resist it.

What troubled him even more was that he couldn't leave.

The unparalleled suction always exists, and with his strength, he can't resist it at all.

"This is troublesome, do you want to be trapped here until you die of old age?"

Sun Zhen frowned, and when he spoke, another scream sounded, and it was not difficult to hear the fear and despair in this person's tone.

After that, the screams came one after another, incessantly.

In just a few breaths, more than 20 people turned into ashes, leaving no trace of blood.

What is even more terrifying is that everyone can see clearly, these people have not touched the treasure.

"What's going on? Why did you die when you didn't touch the treasure?"

"It's terrible, I'm leaving this ghost place!"

"I shouldn't have come, the tomb of Emperor Zhentian is too terrifying."

Everyone was horrified, and even the ninth realm great master was discolored.

"The thing I'm worried about is still alive." Ling Xian's heart sank. If he didn't touch the treasure, he would be fine, but there was a chance.

But if you don't touch it, you will die, then there is really no hope.

Even the clone of the ninth-level powerhouse can only hold on to the three-breath time, how could he resist?

"Ah ah ah..."

The screams continued, and the cultivators set foot on Huangquan Road, making everyone present shudder and shudder.

As time passed, many people were shaking and crying.

The pressure is too great, no one knows whether the next person to die will be himself.

"Tricky." Ling Xian frowned, unable to do anything.

The power contained in the treasure is strange and powerful, and he can neither prevent it nor resist it.

"We can only start from the root cause. Only in this way can we break the game."

Ling Xianxing narrowed her eyes, what was the root cause? God of Heaven!

Along the way, he only saw crises and treasures, but did not see the coffin of Emperor Zhentian. If he could find it, he would be able to break the situation.

Immediately, Ling Xian's brows lit up, setting off a storm of souls that swept all directions.

After a few breaths of time, he noticed that there was a very faint spatial fluctuation above his head. If he hadn't been sharp, he wouldn't have been able to notice it at all.

"It should be an independent space, or in other words, where the coffin of Emperor Zhentian is located."

Ling Xian muttered to himself, then raised his hand and punched, slamming into the boundless void.

The result is like a stone sinking into the sea, no ripples.

"Certainly not."

Ling Xianjian frowned, then turned his eyes to Sun Zhen, and said, "Based on the current situation, the only way to break the situation is to find the source."

Saying that, he pointed to the top of his head: "There is an independent space there, I hope you can break it open."

Hearing this, Sun Zhen agreed without saying a word. The reason why he can live until now is entirely because Ling Xian found the weak point of that small world.

Therefore, he naturally would not question.

At the moment, Sun Zhen's palm swept across the sky, and the terrifying power was earth-shattering.

At the same time, the old man in black also took action, trying to break open the independent space and find the coffin of Emperor Zhentian.