Chaos hegemony

Chapter 1045 You Are Not Fatty Wu!

Chapter 1045 You Are Not Fatty Wu!

Everyone walked all the way, never encountered any formation mechanism or any beast, and finally came to the deepest part of the mine safely.

In the deepest part of the mine is a huge bronze gate, engraved with mysterious runes on the bronze gate, thick dust piled up on it, it seems that no one has visited this place for a long time!

"Senior is sitting inside, everyone, open the bronze gate!" Fatty Wu shouted excitedly when he saw the bronze gate.

There was a hint of greed in the eyes of Bailihai and the others. The inheritance of the saints was behind this gate, and they couldn't bear it anymore. They stepped forward together, ready to push the bronze gate open.

Shen Haoxuan stood at the end, looking indifferently at the joyful crowd. A group of greedy people were indeed dazed by the inheritance of the saints inside, and they didn't even care about the danger. Could it be that they couldn't see that this Is the bronze gate obviously engraved with a sealing formation?
"Boom boom boom..."

Several people from Bailihai worked together to push the heavy bronze door open. When the bronze door was pushed open, an extremely strong smell of blood wafted out from the bronze door, making everyone feel dizzy for a while.

The hall was pitch black, and everyone couldn't see anything, except for the smell of blood, which seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

"My ancestors cultivated some special skills. After death, the body decays and emits blood poison. This is a detoxification elixir specially refined by my family. Take it quickly!" Fatty Wu took it out from the storage ring. A few pills were passed to Bailihai and the others.

Seeing the blood-red elixir in their hands, Baili Hai and the others hesitated to swallow it.

"What are you still waiting for? Don't you want to enter the hall to get the inheritance of the saint?" Fatty Wu couldn't help but sneered.

Hearing Fatty Wu's words, the faces of Bailihai and the others also changed slightly, and then they gritted their teeth and swallowed the blood-red pill. Fatty Wu is just a martial artist of the Spirit Emperor rank. Could it be that he still has How many people dare to harm yourself?
Shen Haoxuan looked at the blood-red elixir in his hand, an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and followed the crowd, taking the blood-red elixir.

The blood-red elixir was like a body, it turned into a stream of pure energy, rushed towards the limbs and bones of several people in Bailihai, and soon the pungent bloody smell faded away, as if the elixir had really worked. Worked.

"Come on, let's go in!" A look of excitement flashed in Baili Hai's eyes, and even if he rushed towards the hall first, if he went in earlier, his chances of getting the inheritance of the saint would be much higher.

Seeing that Bailihai rushed in first, the other people also reacted, and rushed into the main hall with a flash of figure. Outside the main hall, only Shen Haoxuan and Fatty Wu were left.

"Why don't you go in? Are you not afraid that your ancestors' things will be robbed by them?" Shen Haoxuan looked at Fatty Wu who was standing motionless, and asked indifferently.

"Hey, I'm not strong enough. I'm a martial artist of the spirit emperor rank. What can I use to compete with a strong man of the spirit emperor rank? I just need to give me the blood essence of my ancestors. As for the inheritance of the saint, it's still up to me." Give it to you!" Fatty Wu sighed and said helplessly.

"Oh, is that so?" Hearing Fatty Wu's words, Shen Haoxuan's eyes flashed brightly, and after taking a deep look at Fatty Wu, he also walked into the hall.

Looking at Shen Haoxuan's back, Fatty Wu's eyes flashed a gloomy look, and after a while, he also walked into the hall, and after Fatty Wu walked in, the bronze gate of the hall was closed with a bang.

Inside the main hall, the moonstones on the surrounding walls emitted a faint light, dispelling the surrounding darkness. The outer part of the main hall was empty, and there was nothing. Bailihai and the others were not here, and they should have entered the depths of the main hall.

"Have you followed? Then let me take a good look, what kind of conspiracy are you up to?" Shen Haoxuan heard the soft sound behind him, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he quickly walked towards the depths of the hall.

Soon, Shen Haoxuan saw the figures of Bailihai and the others. At this moment, they were standing in place, staring at the front in dumbfounded, their eyes were full of hot colors.

At this time, in front of everyone's eyes, there are countless geniuses and earthly treasures, from spiritual tools to elixir, from elixir to martial arts and martial arts, and then to countless gold and silver treasures, all piled up so casually, like Like a hill.

"This is Baibao Liuli Pill! There is also Yiqi Fortune Pill, Ten Turning Soul Pill... Oh my god, these are all eighth-rank high-grade pills!" Zuo An looked at the mountains of pills, his eyes were straight Take the green light.

"This is the detailed explanation of the way of the formation, and the formation flag of the spirit devouring formation. With these things, I will be promoted to the fifth-order formation master just around the corner!" Wang Xianyi also looked at the dozens of formation flags piled up in the corner, excited Said.

"Inheritance of the saint!" Bailihai and several other warriors cast their eyes on the throne not far away. At this time, there is a dead bone sitting on the throne. Even if it has been dead for many years, this dead bone It is still glowing like jade, and above the withered bones, there is still a powerful coercion. Thinking about the strength of this withered bones, it must have reached the level of a saint!
"Where is the inheritance of the saint!" Someone shouted, and everyone turned their eyes to the storage ring in the hand of the withered bone, and a greedy light burst out in their eyes.

"The inheritance of the saint is mine!" Everyone roared, and then their figures flashed, wanting to rush towards the dry bone.

"Stop!" However, just as Bailihai was about to get close to the dead bone, a huge boulder fell from the sky and directly stopped Bailihai and the others.

"Fatty Wu, what do you mean?" Bailihai and the others turned their heads and asked with gloomy faces looking at Fatty Wu who was walking slowly.

"None of you can touch the things here!" Fatty Wu said coldly, turning his previous submissive expression.

"We know that this is the place where your ancestors died. Don't worry, we only want the inheritance of the saints. As for the essence and blood, we won't touch it!" Bailihai and the others sneered, and they were about to face the emperor again. The dry bones rushed away.

However, before Bailihai and the others left, a ghostly figure passed them and stood directly in front of them, and this person was none other than Fatty Wu.

Bailihai and the others looked at Fatty Wu in astonishment. Even they were shocked by the spooky speed just now. This Fatty Wu is only a third-order Spirit Emperor, how could he have such a terrifying speed.

"I said, you can't touch any of the things here, because they all belong to me!" Fatty Wu stopped in front of Bailihai and the others, with a ferocious smile on his face, and then his body began to change. It just turned into a lean warrior, completely different from his previous appearance.

"You...you are not Fatty Wu! Who are you?"

(End of this chapter)

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