Chapter 1521 Entering the Treasure Room

Enter the treasure room

The visitor is the ancestor of the Wind and Rain Sword Sect, Shen Xiong.

Colleagues are enemies, and the relationship between the two factions is neither good nor bad.

"Brother Shen, what are they doing?"

Li Yixiao said doubtfully.

“It’s not a matter of debating the distribution of the treasure.

It is impossible for all the people from so many sects to go in. They are discussing how many people will be sent each time. "

Shen Xiong smiled.

Just as Li Yixiao was about to speak, he saw the crowd dispersed.

The dozen or so heads of various factions inside also stood solemnly.

"Everyone, be quiet. After discussion among the heads, we decided to send ten people into the treasure house."

"Now please select someone from each faction to enter the treasure house in an hour."

The speaker was Lu Jian, the leader of the Liushui Sword Sect, who ranked second among the Southern Sword Sects.

As soon as the words were spoken, various factions began to get busy.

An hour later, three hundred and twenty people stood in front of the venue.

Each faction is basically led by two elders from the Zuozhao Realm, and the rest are disciples at the peak of the Marrow Cleansing Realm.

Zhang Xing mingled among the Tai'a Sword Sect disciples.

When he came, Sheng Yi had been taken into Long Island.

To avoid causing unnecessary trouble.

The team was led by Zhang Yu and Zeng Chi, two elders who were in the middle stage of the Zhao Realm.

The situation inside is unknown, and the leader and ancestor are definitely not allowed to enter.

The elders who were sent out in the early stage of Si Zhaojing felt that their strength was a bit insufficient, but the ones in the middle stage were just right.

Other sects also have this idea.

The treasure entrance has been excavated and is a passage leading into the mountain.

Three hundred and twenty people walked in cautiously.

Everyone felt as if they were heading underground.

The journey was smooth and no obstacles or formations were encountered.

Half an hour later, everyone arrived at a hall large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people.

Dozens of stone gates appeared on both sides of the hall.

"Everyone, there may be machine formations behind these stone gates. Can you

It depends on your luck if you can get there. "

"As for which door to choose, please feel free to do it yourself."

The person who spoke was an elder of the Flowing Sword Sect.

Zhang Xing counted thirty-two stone gates.

"What a coincidence. Three hundred and twenty people, thirty-two gates."

Zhang Xing felt a little strange, but didn't think much about it.

At this time, some people from the sect had already hurriedly chosen a door and walked in.

People from other sects naturally choose doors where no one enters.

At the end, only the Tai'a Sword Sect, the Wind and Rain Sword Sect, and the Flowing Water Sword Sect were left.

Zeng Chi and Zhang Yu looked at Zhang Xing. Although they did not speak, their intention to inquire was already expressed.

Zhang Xing nodded slightly.

The two elders waved their hands and entered a door that no one had ever entered before.

The other two factions also entered the remaining two doors.

As soon as Zhang Xing and others entered, they felt as if they had entered a new world.

"Wow! What a beautiful world!"

A female disciple said in shock.

Another female disciple couldn't help but pick the roses blooming on the roadside.

"Don't move!"

Elder Zeng Chi immediately waved his hand to stop him.

"Don't you think this world is just like the painting?"

While everyone was amazed, Zhang Xing's voice came to their ears.

"On the painting?"

Everyone was stunned.

"Yes! When Senior Yu said this, I also feel that this world is a bit too colorful."

Zhang Yu said thoughtfully.

"Is it a phantom formation?"

Zeng Chi said doubtfully.

"That's right, it's just a phantom formation. The technique of this formation is not very clever.

This formation is composed of many scrolls, so it is quite appropriate to call it the formation within a painting. "

Zhang Xing said as he casually took out a stone from Dragon Island and pointed it forward.

Throw.

boom!

More than a dozen flames instantly spurted out from among the flowers and plants, burning the stones into dirt.

Everyone's expressions changed, what a powerful flame.

The female disciple who wanted to pick flowers just now turned pale with fright.