Chapter 117: Go Deep Into It

"Sister, I don't believe it anymore. A group of dead ghosts still have so much power, let them all get out of the way." Fatty Niu suddenly got angry, separated everyone, and walked towards the stone wall.

"Thorn in the sky!"

Jin Dabao unfolded the golden folding fan in his hand, and a golden scholar's figure immediately appeared behind him.

"This is also the breath of a saint, an ancient holy soldier, this fat man actually has a holy soldier."

"However, the rhythm in it seems to be incomplete. His holy soldier is incomplete."

"Even if it is incomplete, it is very powerful, and it should be able to compete with the ancient sages."

boom! boom!

At the moment when the aura spread, the sages on the wall seemed to be alive, a small world was evolving, and everyone found that the surrounding scene had changed, as if they were in the world in the painting.

The saints in the painting all appeared around the crowd, and the aura of the monstrous waves made everyone kneel, and it was difficult to even speak.

Someone said in horror: "Is this the saint alive?"

Xiao Chen's body was surging with the Azure Dragon Martial Spirit, and a mighty aura emanated from his body. Xiao Chen stood with his hands behind his back, closed his eyes, and realized the rhythm of Taoism in this world.

The figures around him disappeared in front of Xiao Chen's eyes, and a vast and barren land appeared in his field of vision. Countless black figures stood on the ground, all of them exuding black gas.

There are countless humanoid creatures standing in the sky, covering the sky and the monstrous waves, as if the end of the world. In the farther sky, eighteen blue dragons roamed in the air, the sound of dragon roars resounded between heaven and earth.

In the middle of the Qinglong circling, a man stood with a knife. The moment he appeared, the boundless aura dissipated, and even the eighteen green dragons shuddered.

This scene flashed by, Xiao Chen hadn't seen the person's appearance clearly, all the pictures disappeared, and his vision returned to this small world.

In the small world, the saint sitting on the ground abruptly opened his eyes, and there was chaos in his eyes, as if the heaven and the earth had opened up, and a boundless general trend emerged.

Fatty stood proudly, and the holy shadow behind him, with a golden light in his eyes, looked at him without fear, and a loud bang resounded between heaven and earth.

Everyone felt dazed,

The scene in front of him returned to reality, and he looked up on the wall, but was horrified to find that the murals of the saints' enlightenment on the walls had all disappeared.

The even more bizarre picture was that a fat man holding a golden folding fan appeared on the wall with a sinister smile on his face. Behind him, a golden figure stood behind him, as if protecting the way for him.

"I read it right, the people on the wall are exactly the same as this fat man."

"Damn it, this is unreasonable. Even the saints were beaten without a trace, and there is not a single hair left."

"Perverted, how perverted is this, even the saint can't handle him."

Fatty was a bit at a loss, looking at his portrait on the wall, he didn't know what was going on. Is this really Fatty and me?

Xiao Chen walked over slowly and said with a smile, "Don't doubt, is there another person who is so coquettish besides you in this world? Just by looking at this smile, you know it can't be fake."

Su Xiaoxiao walked over slowly and smiled softly: "Don't worry, the ancient sacred artifact in your hand is likely to be the king's soldier, a more powerful saint, and it is normal to obliterate other breaths."

"And the rhythms of these people have all been absorbed by the holy soldiers in your hands. This incomplete soldier of the king should reappear one day."

Fatty felt the golden folding fan in his hand. After a while, he looked at the portrait on the wall and laughed, "This painting is pretty good. The style of the fat man is fully revealed, right, Brother Xiao."

Then he whispered, "It would be perfect if the little girl and Princess Yingyue were drawn next to them."

boom!

Su Xiaoxiao had a black line on her face, and the heavy guqin slammed hard on Fatty Jin's head. Fatty Jin quickly explained: "Little girl, calm down, this is just my great ideal, Fatty Brother, and it is absolutely not blasphemous. mean."

This explanation is getting darker and darker, Su Xiaoxiao is even more angry, and the fat man hurried to the side. When the people next to him heard that the folding fan in Fatty's hand was actually a soldier of the king, greedy eyes appeared in their eyes.

Seeing this, the fat man said angrily: "Look at Mao, I'm looking at whether you believe it or not, Fat Master, I killed you alive."

"Come on, Fatty is about to pluck his hair again, he's a pervert." Everyone remembered Fatty's reputation and heard the threat in his words, and they all dispelled their greed for Wang Bing and scattered.

When Fatty heard this, he trembled with anger, and said loudly, "Who said I should stop, don't run away, damn, you Fatty, I'm really not that kind of person!"

Xiao Chen restrained his laughter, came over and patted the fat man on the shoulder and said, "Stop shouting, everyone is scared away by you, let's go!"

"I'm really not that kind of person, Xiao Chen, you have to believe me!" Fatty explained loudly.

"It's okay, brother understands you, those people don't have enough IQ to understand you."

"I……"

The three continued to walk forward, and found that although many warriors had left in the underground palace, more warriors chose to stay, and they met people from the Duanmu family not long after they left.

The Duanmu family is a very special family, and their family's inherited martial spirit can only appear on women. Therefore, in their family, men are inferior to women. The heads of the families in all dynasties were all women, which was unique in the Qin Kingdom and even in the entire continent.

Just as the previous warriors said, several Wu Zuns of the Duanmu family were fighting against a figure with a corpse aura all over him. The fighting space was flickering with cold winds, and the temperature was extremely cold.

The surrounding warriors, standing far away, all felt the cold wind, the cold entering the body, and they turned their vitality to resist.

The battle was drawing to a close. As soon as Xiao Chen arrived, he saw the black figure fall down. Several female Martial Lords of the Duanmu family around him slapped the corpse with ice.

After half a sound, the ice shattered, revealing a purple skeleton and a golden battle armor that shone with bright yellow light.

"This is the corpse of an ancient Emperor Wu. The skeleton is purple, and it's just one step away from being sanctified!"

"That battle armor is also an ancient thing, and its defensive power must be very amazing. Although the Duanmu family lost two Martial Lords this time, it is definitely worth it."

Duanmuqing walked over, put the purple skeleton and the golden armor into the space ring, and then took everyone from the Duanmu family to a coffin next to her expressionlessly.

Duanmuqing picked up a yellowed book from the black ancient coffin, patted the dust on it, and turned it over gently. When the pages of the book were unfolded, a faint halo appeared.

Countless golden handwriting flew from the pages, densely packed like scriptures, but unfortunately they were all ancient characters. The people present couldn't understand it, but the rhythm that fluctuated on the pages made people know that this was definitely not an ordinary quality.

"The Duanmu family has made a lot of money, and actually obtained a copy of ancient martial arts, but I don't know what type of martial arts it is."

"No matter what type of martial arts, the martial arts that an ancient martial emperor brought into the coffin are definitely not street goods."

"This is an ancient character, but I can't understand a single word, I'm dizzy."

Xiao Chen's heart moved, the ancient characters floating in the air were actually traditional Chinese characters on the earth. He quickly looked at them carefully, and imprinted all the handwriting floating in the air in his mind.

Duanmuqing looked at the ancient characters in the air, her eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and she murmured in her heart that it was all ancient characters. She wondered if the seniors in the family could fully translate them.

call!

Just when Duanmuqing was about to put the ancient martial arts into the space ring, a blue-clothed Wuzun hidden in the crowd suddenly jumped up and flew towards Duanmuqing.

The blue-clothed Wuzun grasped the timing very well, and did not start when Duanmuqing obtained the ancient martial arts for the first time, nor did he choose to start in the middle, but when he was about to put it into the Qiankun ring.

At this time, the Duanmu family had already loosened up. Duanmuqing released the ancient martial arts and looked it up for a long time. In addition to really wanting to take a look, another purpose was to deliberately lure out some people with bad intentions.

I thought that no one would dare to snatch it, but who knew at the last moment, a peak Wuzun suddenly appeared, daring to come and snatch it.

The blue-clothed Wuzun was extremely fast, and in an instant, he came to Duanmuqing, took the ancient martial arts from her hands, and flew forward.

The surrounding warriors exclaimed. I didn't expect anyone to dare to attack the Duanmu family. Although the Duanmu family lost two Wuzuns, there were still six Wuzuns and ten great masters left. Not one person can contend with.

Duanmu was stunned for a moment, and then his pretty face became cold. The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped by more than 100 degrees, and the air filled with endless chills, and Wu Zun's speed instantly slowed down.

The six Wuzuns behind her also reacted, and with a light reprimand, six huge icicles suddenly rose from the ground, forming a cage and surrounding the blue-clothed Wuzun.

break!

The blue-clothed Wu Zun shouted loudly, and a burst of energy radiated from his whole body. The six icicles immediately shattered into countless ice chips, and the blue-clothed man escaped.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he just took a step, and six icicles rose again on the ground, trapping him in place again.

break! Wu Zun in blue roared loudly, his energy erupted again, the cage shattered, and he escaped.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

Every time Wuzun in blue takes a step, he will be immediately blocked by ice, and then he will use his strength to shatter the icicle, but doing so consumes a lot of vitality. In the end, it takes more and more time for him to break the icicle. long.

From the first moment, the icicle could be easily broken, and now it takes a few deep breaths to break the icicle. The sweat on the forehead is obviously exhausted.

Xiao Chen spread out his consciousness and saw the six Wu Zuns behind Duanmuqing. Under their feet, an ice line that was invisible to the naked eye actually formed an ice line that was invisible to the naked eye. The line was flowing with crystal brilliance, forming a strange formation. .