Reference 2574 Immortal Monument, Goodbye God Thunder
"This is my Lin family's Vulcan Spear!"
"Oh my god, this person is an elder from my Shi family."
"This injury...is the finger of Nianhualou's supernatural power."
The crowd dispersed, turning over the corpses and traces of battle on the ground.
Many recognized the seniors of their own sect.
But the surprise quickly turned into greed. Hundreds of people searched desperately on the ground, and began to find the corpses of their ancestors. They would dig a hole to bury them, or burn them directly, and kowtowed a few heads.
In the future, I don't care about this much. It doesn't matter whose corpse it is, it just digs up the treasures, doesn't bury them, and at most burns them casually.
Soon the air was filled with the stench of burning corpses.
"This is an immortal monument inherited from my Xiong family, return it to me quickly!"
In a deep pit, there was the sound of fierce fighting.
"Hahahaha, the ancient treasures all come from the era of chaos, how can there be any theory of inheritance?"
Another voice laughed wildly, obviously not taking this set.
"Damn it! This is something left on my ancestors. If it is lost, let me see my ancestors."
"Are you here to make a joke? You smashed the corpses of your ancestors. You didn't care about them at all, but you only cared about ancient treasures and immortal monuments. Pooh!"
The battle in the deep pit became more and more intense, and powerful rays of light continued to shoot up into the sky.
Such collisions can be seen everywhere. Hundreds of people spread out on the ground, and conflicts will inevitably arise. At the beginning, everyone is friendly, but later they fight to the death.
Yang Qingxuan looked at the deep pit and flew into it in a flash.
The two fighting each other were using their supernatural powers, and they were at a stalemate. An old man in white made a seal with his hand, forming a barrier, while the other middle-aged man drove a sword, slashed fiercely at the barrier, and entered the barrier. to a state of mutual consumption.
Yang Qingxuan glanced at the old man and said, "Give me the ancient treasure."
The complexion of the old man in white changed greatly, and the complexion of the middle-aged man also changed, his eyes were filled with darkness.
The old man said: "Master Qingxuan, everything here is ownerless. Whoever gets it first gets it first. This ancient treasure is now mine."
The middle-aged man shouted angrily: "Put it! I have the immortal monument of the Xiong family. Everyone knows that this monument is the treasure of our family. How can it be leaked out?"
Yang Qingxuan said: "You two have finished talking? Do you want me to fetch it myself?"
The old man's face turned pale with anger, but he didn't dare to hold Yang Qingxuan head-on, and shouted: "Okay, I will give this thing to Master Qingxuan, and it will be regarded as a face for him."
After finishing speaking, he made a tactic with one hand, and a little white glow flew out of his hand and shot at Yang Qingxuan.
Then the old man laughed a few times and wandered away.
Frightened and angry, the middle-aged man withdrew the knife in his hand, glanced at Yang Qingxuan, and left quickly with interest.
Yang Qingxuan held the white awn in his hand, and it turned into a jade tablet. He couldn't help but frowned, because the jade tablet was dull as a whole, and there were many spotted lines on it, so there was nothing famous about it.
Yang Qingxuan was not tempted by the corpses and treasures all over the floor, because apart from consumables such as pills, he was not short of equipment and exercises.
It was only after hearing the word "ancient treasure" that I became interested and came to intervene.
But the appearance of this ancient treasure was beyond his expectations, and he didn't know what the purpose of this immortal monument was.
Suddenly a cold and stern look shot over.
Yang Qingxuan looked up, and saw the ancient sage, whose eyes had been scattered all the time, but now fell on the monument of immortality, and became condensed, but just paused for a while, and the cold eyes swept over Yang Qingxuan, Then took it back.
With a slight movement in Yang Qingxuan's heart, he put away the immortal monument. Things that can attract the attention of the ancient sages will probably be of great value.
He flew out of the deep pit and looked at the boundless battlefield land.
Various conflicts began to erupt continuously, large and small battles could be seen everywhere, and murderous aura began to diffuse on the battlefield.
"Strange, if this place is the only real palace, where are the disciples of the Su family?"
These treasures on the battlefield were still scattered on the ground, which proved that the disciples of the Su family had either never been here, or they didn't care at all.
Standing in the void, Yang Qingxuan looked around with his fiery eyes, then retracted his gaze, made a formula with both hands, and operated the Tianyan technique.
"Yun, Lu, Moo, Jie, Ma..."
There are words in the mouth, and the seal in the hand changes with each sound, and the corresponding runes are transformed into the void.
It is the method of deduction recorded in the Huangji Jingshi Shu.
Soon, in front of Yang Qingxuan's hands, a vision of illusory light appeared, and the disciples of the Su family were faintly visible inside, sitting cross-legged in the void, with solemn expressions, as if they were experiencing great pain, and an extremely strong force covered all the Su family members. disciples.
Yang Qingxuan suddenly opened his eyes wide, wanting to see more clearly, but there was a violent shock in his body, the illusory scene in front of him disappeared, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
He was actually bitten by the heavens.
Qi and blood in Yang Qingxuan's body surged, and he gasped desperately for a few breaths. This method of deduction is too harmful to the world, so it hurts himself a lot.
Moreover, the energy of the deduced thing is extremely strong, so it is easier to come back, and it may be seriously injured or collapsed.
When Huang Ting was teaching this method, he had repeatedly told him not to use it unless it was absolutely necessary.
Yang Qingxuan was curious for a while, and he was seriously injured when he tried to deduce it for the first time.
"The disciples of the Su family should be in this battlefield. It's strange. Although the battlefield is large, it is not endless. Moreover, I sensed that it is not far away during the deduction. What is going on?"
Yang Qingxuan began to meditate while healing his wounds.
He took out some Hinayana fruits and ate them directly as fruits, stuffing them into his mouth one by one.
Suddenly there was a huge earthquake in the void, and there was a "bang" explosion, and a little thunder light was released in the sky, shooting out infinite rays of light, illuminating the entire battlefield.
Yang Qingxuan swallowed the Dao fruit in one gulp, almost choked to death, and looked at the center of the thunder light in horror, "Hammer of Doom!"
It was the hammer that had flown away by itself earlier, shuttled out from nowhere.
Behind the hammer, the figure of the transparent old man reappeared again. He grabbed the hammer with his big hand and swung it directly to the ground, shouting: "Dong Jun! Give me back my life."
"Boom!"
A huge thunder burst shot down, like an iron nail being smashed into the ground, and then shattered, forming a thunder ring and spreading in all directions.
Everyone was alert the moment Hammer of Doom appeared, especially those who had experienced the previous battle and ran away immediately.
Only some fighters who are still fighting fiercely, or who don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, and have no fear, don't care about the appearance of the Hammer of Doom.
When the thunder light from the hammer exploded, everyone woke up instantly, terrified, "No!——"
The sound quickly faded away.
The thunder light spread layer by layer, sweeping across the sky and the earth.
Yang Qingxuan was already thousands of feet away, carrying the Thunder Star Ring with his golden body, and there was only one thought in his mind: "How strong is this hammer..."