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The dark ink-like clouds gradually condensed, and the heavenly power surged, bursting out bucket-thin electric auras, like wild snakes and pythons, falling on the peaks of Jianzong's back mountain with the force of destruction.

The icy rain completely soaked Jian Twelve's clothes. For hundreds of years, he had never been so embarrassed. A trace of bright red spit out from his lips fell on his chest, like a blood flower slowly blooming, quite obvious. It's kind of weird.

His hands were trembling, just now that head-on blow completely destroyed his flying sword, and he really felt the power of the fairy weapon.

Yuan Futu supported him, and ran away with all his strength, Zhu Huangjian turned into a vermilion rainbow under his feet, shuttled through the vast rainy night.

puff!

Another mouthful of blood was sprayed directly on the back of Yuan Futu's neck.

"Sect Master, how are you doing?" Yuan Futu was worried in his heart, if something happened to Jian Twelve, the future of the entire Tianxuan Sword Sect would be cast in a shadow.

Jian Twelve sighed: "I have just advanced to the realm of transforming the sky. Although the golden core is great, the true energy inside has been exhausted. Before I can recover, I was attacked by Shen Wuyu. Just now I forcibly displayed the magic of heaven and earth. For the 'Three Emperors' Inscription Golden Sword', the golden core has been consumed excessively, and there are already signs of damage."

Yuan Futu was shocked. When he was promoted, his strength was indeed the weakest. At that time, he was promoted to the realm of the god of law, and there was nothing in the natal pearl. It was not until he absorbed countless spiritual pills in the underground palace that it gradually became full. Now The Golden Core of Sword Twelve was damaged due to too much consumption, so wouldn't it mean that his cultivation base would be greatly reduced again, even before breaking the realm.

"Could it be that all of this is really irreparable?" Yuan Futu's face was pale, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and there was a look of unwillingness between his brows.

Jian Twelve shook his head slightly, and said, "Not necessarily, you want to take me somewhere."

Yuan Futu's expression changed. Could it be that there are still trump cards in Sword Twelve that have not been used? Following his guidance, he kept urging the Zhuhuang Sword, and even used the Gale Seal dozens of times in a row, heading straight to the southwest along the back mountain. Flying away, it has crossed the range of thousands of miles, and has completely left the back mountain of Jianzong.

The rain is getting heavier, and the clouds and mist in the distance are misty, and only a few towering mountains can be vaguely seen, like an old man who has experienced vicissitudes of life and has stood here for hundreds of millions of years.

"Stop on the mountainside of the third peak ahead."

Yuan Futu nodded, and soon came to the place he said.

Jian Twelve clutched his chest and coughed violently. Facing the greasy mountain wall covered with blue moss, he slowly stretched out his trembling left hand. With a touch of his fingertips, a golden lotus bloomed suddenly.

This lotus seems to be going through the cycle of four seasons, from the shyness of the flower buds to the fullness of the blooming, and finally withered pieces, and those tiny golden lights are like pieces of fine feathers fluttering with the wind, all over the sky, and finally fell on the mountain wall From a distance, it looks like countless golden butterflies the size of a fist, unintentionally forming a huge pattern.

In the center of the pattern is a golden door.

Yuan Futu's face changed drastically, he dared to hide a space here, but it was hidden by Jian Twelve's top-level formation.

"go in."

Jian Twelve stepped into the golden gate with staggering steps, Yuan Futu carefully looked back to make sure that Shen Wuyu did not catch up in time, and then stepped in, and as the two figures disappeared, the The golden gate was also closed again, and all the light dimmed, as if nothing had happened.

Stepping into this hidden space, Yuan Futu found that the rain was still falling. He looked down and suddenly found a colorful ravine that stretched for tens of miles.

"Mine lode? Sovereign, is this the medium-sized ore vein?!" Yuan Futu exclaimed.

Jian Twelve shook his head slightly, but he didn't answer, he just flew towards the depth of the mine vein, followed by Yuan Futu suspiciously.

It didn't take long to come to the end of the mine vein, but found that there was an extremely hidden cave here, which was also sealed by Jian Twelve with an unpredictable formation.

Walking into this cave, there is another world.

The power of the elements that seemed to flow in the dark space was extremely pure. Yuan Futu looked around and found that it was a vaulted cave. Stones exude different brilliance.

On the ground, there are also roads paved with spirit stones, densely packed and colorful, as if trapped in a mysterious illusion.

"Sovereign, what is this...?" Yuan Futu noticed that the pattern paved by these spirit stones on the soles of his feet was a bit strange, like some kind of pattern pattern, but he had never heard of it or seen it, after all, even if it dates back to ancient times They all have some similarities, but this formation seems to go in the opposite direction, containing completely different mysteries.

Jian Twelve sat powerlessly on a piece of bluestone, supported his knees with both hands, and looked at Yuan Futu with his eyelids closed, his pupils were completely lifeless, with a trace of blood still dripping from his mouth, and said in a deep voice: "Actually, there is nothing The second vein, this is a fake."

"Fake?" Yuan Futu frowned. He stroked those hard and cold spirit stones with his hands, feeling the full and vigorous elemental power inside, and said, "But the spirit stones here are all real."

Jian Twelve smiled wryly, "Yes, this place is real, but this vein is fake. It is not formed naturally at all, but a false appearance I created with some spirit stones."

The second ore vein can be said to be an opportunity for the Profound Sky Sword Sect to return to the prosperous era. It is extremely precious to any sect, let alone a medium-sized ore vein. Its total value is estimated to be two to three billion spirit stones. But now Jian Twelve said it was a fake, making Yuan Futu stand still in place with astonishment on his face.

"No...impossible, I just saw the whole picture of this vein."

Jian Twelve said: "All these spirit stones were laid here by me later, and the total amount is only one percent of the real ore vein. If you dig down, you will know that there are no other spirit stones in it. "

Yuan Futu's head was blank, he couldn't understand the reason, he frowned and said, "But why did the suzerain make a fake mine vein?"

Jian Twelve stood up slowly, his burly body seemed a little slumped at this moment, raised his head, looked at the magnificent pattern paved by these spirit stones, raised his hands, laughed wildly, and said: "Because I can't let others know about this place, so the second vein is the best cover."

Yuan Futu felt very puzzled, and asked, "What is this place?"