Chapter 1241 The Treasure Is in Hand

Wang Daoyuan unfolded his consciousness and looked into the place where the wind came from. There was indeed no trace of artificial carving inside.

"Let me just trust you, if there is anything wrong with it, tell me ahead of time.

If you play tricks again, don't blame me for being merciless. "

Withered Bones True Monarch hastily said: "The junior was negligent for a while, and there are only some simple formations behind.

Let Yugu lead the way, there will be no problem. "

True Monarch Jade Bone is relatively young, and lacks courage.

After being captured, he didn't dare to speak much.

At this time, with the order of True Monarch Withered Bones, he had no choice but to lead the way.

Everyone walked to the depths of the stone room, and soon came to the entrance of a secret realm.

The environment on the ancient battlefield is extremely harsh, and even the Nascent Soul cultivator can barely survive.

Without the blessing of the secret realm, it would be impossible to settle down here.

True Monarch Jade Bone didn't dare to go in directly, and entered the secret realm without Wang Daoyuan's order.

In case Wang Daoyuan made a misjudgment and thought that he was going to escape, if he made a quick move, his life would not be tied.

True Monarch Withered Bones laughed and said: "Senior, this is the hiding place of the remaining monks in my Hall of White Bones.

Or, let the jade bones go in first, notify the other disciples, and close the formation? "

Wang Daoyuan sacrificed the Pathfinder puppet: "Alright, let this Pathfinder go in with Fellow Daoist Jade Bone."

True Monarch Jade Bone took the pathfinder puppet into the secret realm, while Wang Daoyuan and others continued to wait outside.

After more than an hour, there was still no movement in the secret realm.

True Monarch Withering Bones was waiting outside, his face covered in cold sweat.

With this level of cultivation, unless the energy is exhausted, he will not shed a drop of sweat.

But True Monarch Withered Bones even had his hair wet, and sweat flowed down his cheeks.

If it is not blocked by the long beard under the jaw,

I'm afraid the sweat will flow to the ground.

Wang Daoyuan glanced at him, and Lian Shen immediately understood: "Little Bones, it seems that you monks in the Hall of White Bones are still ruthless.

It doesn't matter if you don't want to surrender, the Hall of White Bones has treasures that produce pure yin and pure yang aura, and there must be many monks who transform gods.

It doesn't take much effort for me to kill ten or eight early-stage cultivators.

Back then, with the old master, he devoured many seventh-level monsters, and sixth-level monsters were no different from snacks.

It has been dusty for tens of thousands of years, but meat has not been properly opened.

I don't know how many monks are left in the Hall of Bones, is it enough for me to plug my teeth. "

True Monarch Withered Bones was already in a cold sweat from fright, but now he was threatened by the Alchemy God, and his whole body trembled in fright.

"Senior, this junior has absolutely no intention of resisting.

It's just that the elders who have broken through the realm of transforming gods in recent decades are somewhat young and vigorous.

When they fought with Zhenhaizong, they were clamoring for death.

When the old suzerain was around, he couldn't completely subdue them.

I am the former Great Elder, and I was not welcomed by them in the first place.

Naturally, they would not be happy if they wanted to bring the Hall of Bones to seek refuge with their seniors. "

These elders who have made new breakthroughs know that the Hall of Bones has a lot of means to cultivate monks who transform themselves into gods, so they are naturally full of confidence in the Hall of Bones.

With the current conditions of the Hall of White Bones, if you hide for hundreds of years, you can become the overlord of the Seven Star Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm.

And these young cultivators who transform themselves into gods will also become the true masters of the seven star sea cultivator world in the future.

If you surrender now and hand over the treasure, all these bright futures will be gone.

Wang Daoyuan sneered: "The nature of the country is easy to change, and I don't have the time to change them.

Kill all the disobedient ones, and replace them with a batch of obedient ones. "

After all, he took out the avatar Demon Prison and Blood Spring from the Lingzhu space.

"Come on, let's go in together.

I would like to see if the Hall of Bones has any means to stop me. "

Demon Prison and Xuequan went straight to the entrance of the secret realm, followed by Wang Daoyuan with Yun Yi, God Refining Gourd, and Immortal Refinement Cauldron, and Zhou Luan followed behind.

On the other hand, True Monarch Withered Bones, whose face was ashen ashes, stood there in a daze.

He knew very well in his heart that the Hall of Bones was about to suffer heavy losses this time.

None of the cultivators who danced happily would survive.

The remaining elite disciples of the Hall of Bones will be cleaned again.

As for how much the loss will be, it is hard to say.

The strength in his hands is not strong, and he will not be taken seriously if he seeks refuge with Wang Daoyuan in the future.

As soon as Demon Prison and Blood Spring entered the secret realm, two bone spears attacked them.

The two demons shattered the spear with one blow.

Afterwards, the whole body of Demon Prison was wrapped in thunder.

The dazzling blue-white light enveloped the area for tens of miles.

boom~~~

Countless thunderbolts shot out from the Demon Prison.

Click~~

After the thunder, the sound of gold and stone cracking sounded.

Within a hundred miles of the entrance to the secret realm, there is no complete stone.

The formation that originally enveloped this place also completely collapsed in the terrifying thunder attack.

The formation was broken, and the scene in the secret realm appeared in front of everyone.

Wang Daoyuan flew high into the sky to observe the situation of the entire secret realm.

The scale of this secret realm is not small, with a radius of more than five thousand miles.

With the barrier of the secret realm, the gray fog and violent aura in the ancient battlefield have little effect on this place.

Even if there is no means such as blocking formations, low-level monks can survive normally.

In terms of environment alone, it is much stronger than that of Baiguya.

With this secret realm, the Hall of White Bone has developed in secret for hundreds of years, and it can really become a trend.

There are probably four mountains, three rivers and three plains in the secret realm, and there are still many places where spirit fields can be opened up.

It's just that the development is seriously insufficient, and there are very few spiritual fields.

However, there are many spiritual plants in the mountains, rivers, and lakes, and it is not a problem to cultivate a few elites.

In the center of the secret realm, there is a tall and majestic mountain.

There are many buildings on the mountain peak, and Wang Daoyuan sensed that the Pathfinder Puppet was in the building complex.

Thinking about it, it should be the center of the White Bone Hall here.

At this moment, a roar sounded: "Who broke into the gate of the Hall of Bones?"

The voice was extremely weird, without a trace of the vitality of a living person, giving people a kind of eerie feeling.

Wang Daoyuan followed the sound and saw a human-shaped skeleton flying over from the side.

The rank of this skeleton is not low, and it is also the level of the sixth rank.

Naturally, Wang Daoyuan was not interested in talking nonsense with a skeleton: "Lian Shen, do you want to eat this?"

Lian Shen shook his head again and again: "Tens of thousands of years of rotten bones, the soup is tasteless, why eat it?"

Yunyi was very interested: "Master, I'll come."

Yun Yi is very interested in everything related to ghouls, and bone puppets are also in this category.

Wang Daoyuan nodded: "Then leave it to you."

Before the words fell, Yunyi turned into a white shadow and disappeared in front of everyone.

When he appeared again, he was already in front of the bone puppet.

A huge tiger claw slapped it down, and the bone puppet fell heavily to the ground.

Boom~~

Yunyi's plump body fell down, pressing the bone puppet under him.

Click~~

There was the sound of bones breaking.

Yun Yi opened his mouth wide and sucked in fiercely, a gust of off-white energy flew out of the bone puppet and fell into Yun Yi's mouth.

After just over a hundred breaths, the gray-white energy in the bone puppet's body was completely exhausted.

There was no fluctuation of spiritual power in the whole skeleton, and the bones were torn apart.

On the contrary, the aura on Yun Yi's body has obviously strengthened a bit.

The blood of the Soul Devouring Tiger is like a fish in water in the environment of the ancient battlefield.

Just grab a bone puppet, and you will be able to practice penance for several years.

Yun Yi easily picked up the sixth-order high-grade bone puppet, and the group continued on their way.

Without obstacles, the distance of thousands of miles is nothing.

When everyone came to the tall mountain in the center of the secret realm, someone immediately shouted: "Who is the old man, tell me your name."

Wang Daoyuan said coldly: "The Hall of White Bone is so grand, and you dare not see the four late-stage cultivators behind closed doors.

Do you really think that with treasures, you can fight against me? "

At this time, Jade Bone True Monarch came out from a large hall: "Senior, I was joking, and this junior is discussing with the elders about taking refuge in you.

Some elders have different opinions, and the younger generation is persuading them. "

Then, four more elders came out.

Among them was a young monk wearing a silver-gray robe, who was quite hostile to Wang Daoyuan.

He snorted coldly: "The surname is Wang, where is our suzerain? Was it killed by you?"

Lian Shen scolded angrily: "You don't know how to live or die, you dare to disrespect your master.

Back when Lao Tzu roamed the Seven Star Sea and cultivated the world of immortals, your ancestors of eight hundred generations still wore crotch pants.

You little bastards, dare to disrespect my master, are you tired of living? "

After all, the young monk will be collected in the gourd.

Wang Daoyuan waved his hand: "There is no need to be as knowledgeable as this junior.

Your suzerain is still staying outside the secret, and you should come in in a while. "

The young monk scolded angrily: "Fart, if the suzerain is still alive, why wouldn't he come in.

It is clear that you have harmed the suzerain and come to lie to us. "

Wang Daoyuan swung his right hand violently, and a huge palm phantom appeared out of thin air, and slapped the young monk who spoke wildly.

Before the others could react, the young monk was blown away.

After flying for more than a hundred miles, it fell heavily to the ground.

On the ground, it slid out for hundreds of feet.

At this time, the young monk had completely lost any signs of life.

Everyone in the Hall of Bones was stunned, they were cultivators who transformed spirits.

Even if he is besieged by several monks of the same rank, Yuanshen can abandon his body and escape for his life.

Without special treasures or clever means, it is difficult to keep the primordial spirit of a cultivator who transforms the spirit.

But a cultivator at the early stage of transforming gods was slapped to death just like that.

Wang Daoyuan snorted coldly: "Give him a chance to live, but he doesn't know how to cherish it.

A mere cultivator in the early stage of transforming gods, an ant that can be crushed to death, dares to question me.

Do I need to lie to you? "

Everyone in the Hall of Bones was silent, and now they believed Wang Daoyuan's words.

People who can be shot to death are not worth cheating.

At this moment, True Monarch Withered Bones flew over from the secret realm.

He also shouted in his mouth: "I have surrendered to Senior Wang, all the elders must not be rude to Senior Wang."

Another young monk shouted: "Suzerain, the first suzerain gave you the power to let you revitalize the Hall of Bones, not to let you surrender.

At the beginning, we and the Second Elder had to fight to the end, but you insisted on giving up the Hall of Bones, preserving your strength, and making a comeback in the future.

Now you are beaten up, but you have to give up the treasures of the sect and surrender on your knees.

The first suzerain was really blind to let you be in power. "

True Monarch Withered Bones felt ashamed, no matter what, he did not fulfill his promise back then to revitalize the Hall of White Bones.

The young monk scolded True Monarch Withered Bones until he was speechless, and then angrily scolded Wang Daoyuan: "Young son surnamed Wang, you are bullying my Hall of White Bones by relying on your strength.

In the future..."

Before he finished speaking, he was grabbed by a huge palm.

The whole person was held in the palm of his hand, and he couldn't even make a sound.

Wang Daoyuan smiled contemptuously: "Well said, remember not to say it again in your next life."

Then, he shook his hand violently.

Click~~

The sound of bones breaking sounded one after another, and a cultivator who transformed himself into a god died.

True Monarch Withered Bones closed his eyes, two streams of clear tears seeped from the corners of his eyes.

After a long time, he said: "Senior, I have promised to take refuge in you.

They just can't think about it for a while, I will persuade them hard, and I will definitely convince them. "

Wang Daoyuan didn't take it seriously: "I've seen a lot of people like them, and their actions depend on their passion.

You can only use emotion to win over, not force to subdue.

I don't have the time to cultivate feelings with them, and force can't subdue them.

It is better to solve hidden dangers as soon as possible than to leave troubles behind.

You are demon cultivators, and I am an orthodox cultivator. This is a situation of immortality.

Even if all the disciples of the Hall of Bones were killed, no one would say anything wrong with me.

I'm not one of those old stubborn ones, and I don't have to kill demon cultivators.

As long as I don't kill people and practice kung fu, I can tolerate it.

Although demon cultivators have different ways, they are all human races after all.

It is much better for you to occupy the Ten Thousand Devils Islands than for the Yaozu to occupy them, but I don't want to leave behind a group of demon cultivators who want to kill me all the time.

The monks of the Temple of Bones, including all the demon cultivators of the Ten Thousand Devils Islands, must either be loyal or die. "

All the cultivators of the Hall of Bone Bones did not dare to do it again, and even the cultivators who were very close to the previous two young cultivators who turned into gods did not dare to show a look of dissatisfaction.

Wang Daoyuan was very satisfied: "Just be obedient, I'm not interested in killing people.

If you can not kill, it is best not to kill.

Fellow Daoist withered bones, take out the treasures you got from the Hall of White Bones.

I don't feel at ease if this kind of thing remains in the hands of the Hall of Bones. "

Withered Bones Zhenjun bowed his hands and said yes, and then flew towards the back mountain.

A quarter of an hour later, True Monarch Withered Bones returned to the front of the mountain with a small metal box in his hand.

He presented the box to Wang Daoyuan: "Senior, those two beads and the jade plate containing the beads are all here, please have a look."

Wang Daoyuan took the box, and after opening it, he saw a jade plate with a diameter of about one foot inside.

The entire jade plate is a Taiji diagram, with two black and white yin and yang fishes integrated into one.

As a craftsman, Wang Daoyuan didn't see the traces of artificial carving on this jade plate.

In the fisheye position of the yin-yang fish, there are two beads, one black and one white.

Wang Daoyuan wanted to pick up the black bead, but as soon as he touched the black bead, his hands seemed to be put into an ice cellar.

Even though his body was strong, he still felt the biting cold.

He tried to touch the white bead again, and this time it was as if his hand had been put into a furnace.

True Monarch Withered Bones reminded: "Senior, be careful, these two beads are extraordinary.

If you touch it rashly, you may hurt yourself.

It is usually placed on a jade plate and cannot be removed at will. "

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