Chapter 706

Wushan Cave Mansion, the core area of ​​Sword Formation.

Xiao Yunzong and his party, from the elders of the sect to the many elite disciples, were nearly a hundred people, and they were still fighting fiercely and tensely.

The nine purple stone sculptures around the altar are shockingly strong, and each of them has a perfect cultivation base in the shadow realm. The nine purple stone sculptures, with the cooperation, are enough to burst out the terrifying strength that is close to half a step.

Fortunately, these are all dead things. After all, there is no real wisdom and no mastery of the Overlord Sword. Otherwise, there is no possibility of being broken.

But even so, except for Ouyang Hao, all the elders of Xiaoyun Sect were injured in different degrees. Some unlucky people have already lost their rhythm and died here in vain.

After paying a lot of price, the nine purple stone sculptures were finally killed by beheading eight. Only the last one remained, still stubbornly resisting, desperately resisting Xiao Yunzong and his party approaching the altar.

"Can you stop it?"

Ouyang Hao, one of the Seven Beauty of the Heavenly Tombs, was extremely arrogant at this moment, and the look in his eyes was mad with excitement.

The guarded stone sculptures are so terrifying, and the stone box in the altar can't imagine what kind of exotic treasures it contains. Once obtained, I am afraid it will be a huge opportunity, enough to make Tianling Qixiu re-rank.

hey-hey.

Ouyang Hao sneered in his heart, thinking about this kind of secret treasure, if it could be refined on the spot. Maybe, the terrifying thing that Senior Brother and Chen Ziyu are fighting for in the core area, he alone is enough to swallow.

At that time, let alone the Seven Shows of Tianling, he alone will be enough to dominate Tianling City.

Furthermore, within the territory of Leizhou, he made a great reputation. If he thinks further, he may not have the chance to reach the top 20 in the feast of dragons.

If you think about it, it's not an exaggeration.

Many times in the world of martial arts, it is so magical. It can be without talent or understanding, but it cannot be without adventure. As long as the adventure is big enough, an ordinary person can be born like a comet, Gaia's entire peer leader, the light blooms, and the world is vertical.

"Hurry up and smash this stone sculpture for me, I will let him smash his bones to ashes!"

When his eyes fell on the last stone sculpture, Ouyang Hao's eyes flashed a cold color, and he didn't know it was the game set by the old thing.

What to say, let him go alone, and he can get the opportunity here.

If you can't break through, you will die.

How could he accept such a test, and immediately decided to force it. He just didn't expect that these nine dead objects were so difficult to deal with, and they fought for nearly half a day and paid dozens of casualties to let him see the light of day.

"Jianzong's group of dead ghosts are really a group of old bastards. They are all dead, and they have to pit the younger generation."

Ouyang Hao looked ferocious and scolded indignantly. There was no respect between his words and many dissatisfaction.

Ka Ka Ka!

Under the siege of several elders with perfect Yin-Yang realm, the last stone sculpture gradually became unsupported, and cracks appeared in the body.

"die!"

A cold light flashed in Ouyang Hao's eyes, turning into a red light, and he stabbed the spear in his hand fiercely.

Bang!

The tip of the spear has a bloody light blooming like a flower, and the moment the flower blooms, the stone carving is suddenly blown into countless fragments.

boom!

Before the shards could be stirred out, Ouyang Hao had another terrifying aura rushing out, shaking all the fragments into powder without exception.

With such a thunderous method, the other elders beside him were shocked.

After a while, a strange look flashed in the elder's eyes, and he said in surprise, "Junior Ouyang, have you reached the seventh level of this Xiaoyun Art?"

Only the core disciples can practice the Xiaoyunjue of the Xiaoyunzongzhen school, there are nine levels in total. The three levels are a ridge, the first three levels are white, the middle three levels are purple, and the last three levels are red. According to legend, there is also the strongest tenth level, which can derive three-color true essence.

A spear stabbed out, white awn, purple rainbow, and blood light lingering in three colors, with boundless momentum, which can easily pierce the clouds.

However, such a peerless genius, Xiao Yunzong has not appeared for many years.

Ouyang Hao's gun just now, although it was a startling glance, but the tip of the gun is bright red like blood, which is clearly a sign that he has been promoted to the seventh level.

The seventh weight?

Ouyang Hao sneered in his heart, nodded slightly, and did not deny it. He looked at the altar, where the flames were burning, and there was half a stone box in the flames.

His eyes suddenly became extremely hot, and the air at the core of this sword formation was particularly dignified.

Everyone's heart was pounding wildly, and they all wondered what kind of amazing treasure the stone box in this altar would have.

"At least it's an exotic treasure comparable to the Sky Bead."

"Impossible, look at this altar, look at this sword formation... There will be the place where Xingjun sits. In the secret realm of Jianzong, many Xingjun died in the wild, and they can't get such a heavy treatment at all."

"Maybe there is a seventh-grade spiritual pill hidden!"

"It may also be a divine sword that surpasses a treasure, or a heaven-level sword art."

"Hmph, I see a thousand-year-old elixir, refining it with the fire of the altar for thousands of years, waiting to be born today."

"Senior brother Ouyang, this time we really encountered a great fortune."

A group of disciples of Xiao Yunzong were extremely envious and talked a lot, and they were very curious about what the altar stone box contained.

Many elders, with gleaming light in their eyes, are also extremely jealous. Although they were elders, this Ouyang Hao was too strong, stronger than them all.

The creation here must be without their share.

Ouyang Hao listened to all kinds of discussions and was proud in his heart, but he tried his best to pretend to be calm, and said lightly, "Let's do it."

The voice fell, and the five elders of Xiaoyun Sect each took a palm and landed on the altar. I want to shake the stone box down directly.

Suddenly there was a dull sound, and the five palms seemed to hit the metal peak, and the trembling of the altar not only produced terrifying sound waves.

hum!

In the sonic shock, one after another eager eyes fell on the stone box, but the stone box was not shaken down, and it rose in half while swaying.

The original half-foot stone box has grown to a full foot.

"This……"

Everyone was shocked and seemed quite surprised. Is this a stone box? It looks like a stone cabinet.

"continue."

Ouyang Hao didn't change his face and shouted in a deep voice.

hum!

Under the burning flames in the altar, the stone box stretched out several inches, and it grew a lot taller like a bamboo.

hum! hum! hum!

Under the constant bombardment, the "stone box" grew taller and taller, until it was finally shaken out. A terrifying cold air swept out, and everyone was shocked and retreated.

Where is the stone box standing in the flame of the altar, it is clearly an ancient sarcophagus, and it is cold and cold.

"Is it a coffin?"

"What's the matter..."

Many people had puzzled expressions in their eyes, and Ouyang Hao, who was the leader, also had a look of surprise in his eyes.

"This...isn't there a corpse above the star?"

But immediately, many elders of Xiaoyun Sect couldn't help but shout softly, and their voices were a little trembling.

Above the star?

Nowadays, the stars of the ancient South China region have become legends, and the stars above them are even more ethereal, which can be said to be a mythical existence. Not to mention seeing it, it is rarely even mentioned.

But think about it, it's not impossible.

Back then, when the Sword Sect was extremely brilliant, many Xingjun died in battle on the ruins. It is conceivable that Xingjun is not a legend. In other words, Xingjun's position within Jianzong was not as high as everyone imagined.

After the death of Xingjun, there may not be such a big battle, and a sword array is needed to guard.

If this is the case, then this opportunity is a bit terrifying, and any funeral items from him are enough to shock the Southern Region.

Even if it is not the power above Xingjun, the dead person in the sarcophagus is also a quite extraordinary Xingjun.

After all, Xingjun also has high and low points.

To be able to receive such treatment after death, his status in the Sword Sect during his lifetime must have been very high.

"Yes or not, you can tell at a glance."

Ouyang Hao's eyes flickered, but he couldn't take it anymore.

It took him so long to lose dozens of sect disciples, which is already unpredictable.

Amid the exclamations of the crowd, Ouyang Hao's whole body was surging with true essence, and a cloud of blood immediately filled the rest of his body. Let the breath become unfathomable, like a peak rising from the ground, instantly suppressed on the altar.

boom!

When he stepped on the edge of the altar, he could clearly see that the altar kept shaking. It is conceivable how terrifying his current momentum is, and just falling at will, it caused terrifying movements.

The raging flames in the altar, no matter how much, rushed towards him.

"spread."

Ouyang Hao slapped it out with a palm, and the palm wind raged, extinguishing the flames instantly.

"Ouyang, I still have some respect for seniors."

"Yes, be careful, be careful."

Seeing that he had no respect, neither salute nor solemnity, he was about to lift the coffin board open, and several elders immediately persuaded him.

"Hehe, just a dead ghost. If he had the ability, he would have killed me a long time ago."

Ouyang Hao was one of the Seven Beauty of the Heavenly Tombs and was extremely conceited.

rock!

The two coffin boards fell to the ground, making a heavy sound, making people nervous for a while.

"It's a boy..."

"No, it is rumored that martial arts practice to the advanced realm is enough to return to old age. Even if you die, your skin is like jade, it will not change for a thousand years, and it will not rot for ten thousand years."

"It's scary to feel like I'm still alive."

"Senior brother Ouyang, this time I really got a big opportunity."

Ouyang Hao stood in front of the coffin, making it difficult to see clearly, only half of his face could be seen. But this half of the face alone is shocking and shocking.

The exposed half of his face, white as jade, with a ruddy complexion, could not be seen as a dead person at all.

All of these are very similar to some of the legendary remains of great powers, which are frightening and frightening.

"Why do I feel a little familiar?"

There are also disciples, with doubts in their eyes, and whispered in a low voice. But quickly shook his head, secretly said, absolutely impossible.

Compared with the shock of the people below, Ouyang Hao, who stood on the altar and opened the coffin at close range, felt a little hairy in his heart.

Before, he was not afraid of the sky and the earth, he was invincible, and he was extremely public.

Now it's really a little embarrassing, it's too weird, the corpse in front of me is so young and outrageous. He closed his eyes as if he was asleep, not like a dead person at all.

But with so many fellow students watching, it's really hard to ride a tiger.

In the end, Ouyang Hao gathered up his courage, stretched out his hand tremblingly, patted the other person's face twice, and then shrank back like lightning.

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, he breathed a sigh of relief and sneered: "A dead corpse, pretending to be a ghost, who is it to scare!"

call out!

But as soon as his voice fell, the person in the sarcophagus suddenly opened his eyes and shot out two cold rays of light.

Ouyang Hao was immediately dumbfounded, his face was pale, his body was stiff, his heart was beating wildly, and he was almost half dead.

"Pre...pre...senior..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Yun raised his hand and slapped him in the face, and a thunderous slap slapped his face.

Snapped!

The slap was like a thunder on the ground, crisp and loud, trembling in the ears of everyone, making people tremble and stunned.

Pfft!

Ouyang Hao was slapped out, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and half of his cheeks were swollen like a pig's head. After he landed, he knelt on the ground with a plop and buried his head on the ground.

"Junior should be damned, disturbing senior's long sleep, and asking senior's forgiveness."

These words of begging for mercy immediately infected the fear, and the entire Xiaoyun Sect went up and down, plopped down, and all knelt down and begged for mercy. On the altar, the corner of Lin Yun's mouth in the sarcophagus twitched, as if he was playing a bit too big.