Young Master Yun

In the long and dark corridor, there was a sound of small footsteps, and then the shadows of several people gradually appeared in the darkness.

"This passage is so long, it seems that it may lead to the bottom of the mountain..." Chang Long muttered, frowning.

The atmosphere in the crowd was somewhat oppressive, and everyone looked around in fear. Their bodies were full of treasures at the moment. If they were not careful, they might have fallen into this ghostly place that no one knew about.

"The front seems to be bright again!" Yun Hao said with a sudden shock.

People all turned their eyes to the end of the darkness, and there seemed to be a thin light in front of them.

"Carefully lean over and have a look..." Chu Jingyun said cautiously, and the crowd walked cautiously to the end of the corridor.

"There must be an exit here!" someone shouted excitedly.

A breeze with a faint earthy fragrance slowly blew on the cheeks of everyone, making people feel comfortable and comfortable, and the nerves that had been tense due to the bloody wind were also slightly relaxed.

Finally, people appeared in a huge natural cave. The stalactites above the cave kept dripping water, and the sound of tick-tock echoed continuously in the whole cave.

"Coffin!" Someone shouted, and people turned their gazes over, and they saw a long coffin, placed on a high stone platform not far away.

"The coffin of the sword master!" Yun Hao licked Tian's lips, and his eyes were a little fiery. In this way, there is likely to be a real treasure here, but risks should also coexist.

Chang Long and the others also became a little excited. Around this huge cave, there are still many passages leading to other places.

"Come on, let's go and see..."

After scanning around, Yun Hao said indifferently, then his body flickered and he shot towards the coffin.

Seeing Yunhao being so bold, Chang Long and the others gritted their teeth and shot at the coffin not to be outdone. Under normal circumstances, the real treasures of the strong will be kept close by, so there may be treasures near the coffin Only bigger.

The six sword spirit powerhouses immediately surrounded the coffin, only Yun Hao was left standing beside the coffin, taking a deep breath, and Yun Hao carefully placed his palms on the coffin.

After exerting a little force, the lid of the coffin loosened a bit. Yun Hao's face became condensed, and he raised his arm suddenly, and the lid of the coffin was immediately lifted off.

At the same time, his figure also retreated towards the back. Seeing this scene, the expressions of the six sword spirit powerhouses around him also changed, but their reactions were not the same.

Chang Long and Li Muhua habitually backed away slightly, while the other four moved forward out of concern for Yunhao's safety.

When the coffin was opened, instead of a decayed skeleton appearing as everyone had guessed, three beams of brilliance burst out from the coffin.

Three beams of brilliance stood in the air, each with a scimitar, a scroll, and a bottle of potion.

And that miraculous scroll directly aroused the resonance of the god-and-devil blade in Yun Haona's ring. Without any hesitation, Yun Hao suddenly shook his body and shot towards the scroll.

The expressions of the other people also changed, and they shot towards the treasures on the brilliance.

Yun Hao, who was closest to the treasure, was the first to hold the scroll without accident, but immediately, his face changed slightly, and the scroll in his hand trembled violently, as if it was alive, trying to break free Yunhao's control.

As soon as the treasure came out, the previous alliance relationship disappeared.

Chu Jingyun and Xiaolan stood on the same line, while Chang Long and Li Muhua on the opposite side were also forced to join forces again, but they were already at a disadvantage.

Chang Long's face was gloomy, as if he could tell who it was, and he roared angrily: "Yaoyue, our Batianmen suffered heavy damage in this treasure hunt, don't we even let us take back a single loot?"

Xiaolan sneered twice, shot at the same time as Chu Jingyun, and collided with Chang Long again.

"Chang Long, you two sects almost completely wiped out my Yaoyue Palace, I won't forget it so soon."

Hearing Xiaolan's words, Chang Long was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. Although Yaoyue Palace's vitality was seriously injured, the nine members of their core had no casualties at all. On the contrary, it was their Batianmen who lost four elders at once. Really big loss.

"Yaoyue, since you are so ruthless, don't blame me for being rude..."

The negotiation was ineffective, Chang Long's eyes flashed fiercely, and his attack was immediately fierce, but the cooperation of a seven-star sword spirit and an eight-star sword spirit made it impossible for him to defeat them in a short time.

Li Muhua is also in a very sad situation at the moment. Opposite him are Su Ling and Zhao Yue, and they are evenly matched in the fight. Several people surrounded the three Guanghuas, constantly bombarding each other, making the cave tremble slightly.

The more than 50 people from the two sects below were all powerless watching the battle in the sky at this time. They didn't have the ability to fight ferociously above the sky.

"Let's find out if there are any other treasures here..." a person in the crowd suggested boringly.

This suggestion was agreed by everyone, and they immediately began to search in the cave, and after a while, the cave was full of their figures.

"Damn it, it's unlucky that I found a skeleton..." A man pushed aside the stones and saw a white skeleton. He couldn't help but spit on the ground and cursed.

The person next to him curled his lips, pointed to other places, and said, "Let's go over there and have a look..."

Waiting for the two of them to walk away, two strange demon fires suddenly floated out from the eye sockets of the white skeleton.

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The feeling of breaking free from the scroll became more and more intense, and Yunhao's tiger's mouth was already cracked, but he pressed his lips tightly, and there was a look of determination in his eyes, thinking angrily in his heart: "Isn't it just a scroll? I don't believe you can't subdue you today..."

Yun Hao's grip became tighter, his hands tightly hugged the scroll, and his whole body and mind were devoted to the scroll.

Seeing this scene, Chang Long, who was fighting for the scimitar in Guanghua, suddenly rolled his eyes and thought, "Looking at this kid, it seems that this scroll is also a priceless treasure. Why should I fight with these two guys?" Isn't it much easier to fight for the scimitar and the scroll..."

Thinking of this, the aura on his body suddenly increased again, which made Chu Jingyun and Xiaolan on the opposite side look serious, and they were also ready to defend.

However, with a slight sway of his figure, he turned into a bolt of lightning and shot toward Yun Hao who was not far away.

"Bastard!" Xiaolan clenched her silver teeth, cursed angrily, and immediately shot towards there.

"boom……"

A huge cracking sound suddenly sounded from Yun Hao's side, and Yun Hao suddenly woke up from the state of struggling with the scroll, and then he saw Xiao Lan spit out a mouthful of blood, her slender body fell downward, and that Behind the figure is Chang Long's ferocious face.

Xiaolan hit the bottom of the cave, and everyone was shocked at the same time.

"Big sister!" Su Ling and Zhao Yue's complexion changed suddenly, and they shouted.

The two quickly got rid of Li Muhua and shot down.

Chu Jingyun pulled the scimitar away and retreated back.

Li Muhua held the medicine bottle tightly, but the vibration of the medicine bottle was also very violent, as if he was not reconciled to such a fate.

Yun Hao's face was completely gloomy at this moment, a pair of dark eyes with murderous intent stared at Chang Long in front of him, and Sen Leng's words came out slowly from his mouth: "You—you must - must - die!"

Because the palm was held too hard, the tiger's mouth was shattered, and blood flowed out continuously. After the dark red blood touched the brilliance on the scroll, the brilliance gradually dimmed, and the shaking of the scroll gradually stopped, and he lay on Yunhao obediently. hands.

Throwing the scroll that stopped resisting into the ring, Yun Hao's palm immediately began to gather fighting spirit.

Chang Long's face changed slightly, but he didn't show a look of fear. Yun Hao's aura was nothing more than a high-level great sword master. The gap between this level and a high-level sword spirit was almost worlds apart.

"Hmph, little bastard, hand over the scroll, I'll leave you a whole body today..." Chang Long said coldly.

Before Chang Long finished speaking, Yun Hao's figure turned into a stream of light and shot towards Chang Long.

In Chang Long's eyes, Yun Hao's figure zoomed in rapidly, causing the former to say a few words coldly from the corner of his mouth: "Looking for death!"