"What's wrong?" Chen Yun said hurriedly.

Ren Jianbo waved his hand and pulled Zhang Zhifeng who was walking in the front behind him, asking in confusion: "Why can't you resist this breath? A second-rate expert should be able to resist it!"

Zhang Zhifeng was sweating coldly on his forehead, forcibly controlling the chaos in his body.

Chen Yun walked forward two steps, and a sharp and sharp aura came, which dissipated on its own after hitting Chen Yun's body-protecting technique. Chen Yun also understood what happened to his junior brother, and turned to Ren Jianbo, who looked surprised, and said, "My junior brother's martial arts came very suddenly and cannot control it well now, so although his skills are second-rate masters, they still cannot resist the sharp aura here.

"Oh! What should I do now?"

Chen Yun thought for a while, took out a piece of golden scale and handed it to his junior brother, and said, "You can try it with the golden scale to see if you can withstand this breath."

Zhang Zhifeng took the golden scale and nodded slightly. The golden scale light shone brightly under the technique, walked forward two steps, turned around and smiled slightly at the two of them!

Chen Yun said: "Okay, let's go!"

Ren Jianbo glanced at the golden scale in Zhang Zhifeng's hand and said nothing more. He walked inside first.

Chen Yun walked to Zhang Zhifeng and said, "Junior brother, come behind me, I can help you withstand some sharp aura!" Zhang Zhifeng nodded and followed his senior brother silently with Jinlin.

The path seemed to be very long, and the three of them were already very fast, but they couldn't reach the end for a long time. The sharp aura from inside became even stronger. Chen Yun couldn't help but take out another golden scale to resist to relieve the pressure. At this time, he suddenly heard the sound of his junior brother gasping behind him, and turned his head in surprise. He saw that Zhang Zhifeng actually took the golden scale aside, forcibly resisting the more fierce aura, his whole body trembled, and cold sweat broke out. He used the golden scale to resist for a while until he really couldn't hold on anymore. Chen Yun smiled slightly, knowing that his junior brother was not in danger, so he stopped counting him.

Zhang Zhifeng felt that this was indeed a very beneficial practice. Although the breath coming from him became stronger and stronger, he persisted for a longer time every time. He could clearly feel that he was making progress and could not help but smile a little.

Gradually, the flow of martial arts in the body became more and more natural, which made Zhang Zhifeng feel like he was wielding his arms. But he knew that it was just an illusion that the martial arts control was rapidly progressing. To truly apply the skills freely, it would take a long time to practice!

"Yes!" Feeling the senior brother in front of him stopped, Zhang Zhifeng raised his head in confusion, opened his body to the side and stood there on the spot.

There was a large open space like a square, but what surprised the two of them was not the underground square, but the weapons placed against the wall. Zhang Zhifeng used his golden scales to resist the sharp and sharp aura that was piercing. He opened his eyes wide and his skills unconsciously moved to his eyes. His fiery red eyes looked particularly evil. He also saw the weapons clearly. What he could not imagine was that the sharp aura that had been resisting was actually the ones that were produced by these weapons.

"Old Niu, what kind of magic weapon is this? The breath is so powerful!"

Ren Jianbo smiled proudly and said, "This is the most important treasure of our clan. The last family migration took away most of the things, but these weapons could not be taken away. Their aura was too easy to attract strong people to snatch them. These weapons were all left in ancient times. According to legend, they all have the power to destroy the world. Second-rate masters can't even resist their aura."

Zhang Zhifeng's already fiery red eyes became brighter for a moment. Which cultivator doesn't like magical weapons?

There were five weapons in total, a giant axe, a long-handled giant sword, a black chain, and a green sword. Zhang Zhifeng looked at the last weapon, but he didn't recognize it, so he asked, "Old Niu, what is that big iron ball?"

Ren Jianbo took a look and said, "These are all handed down from our ancestors. I only know that the sword is called Qingrui. In fact, the few are too old to even know the name!"

Zhang Zhifeng and Chen Yun nodded, and you can imagine how brilliant the Unicorn Clan was once. The sword was preserved relatively well, and the history was obviously not as good as the other ones!

Ren Jianbo continued: "As for that big ball, it is said that it used to be a giant hammer, but later the hammer handle was broken, and there was no material that could withstand its weight to make a new handle, so it became a giant ball now!"

Chen Yun frowned and chuckled, "Old Niu, this should be the best treasure of your unicorn Cow tribe now. Why are you willing to let us take a look?"

Ren Jianbo smiled generously and patted Chen Yun's shoulder and said, "Don't I believe you yet? Besides, just look at these second-rate and second-rate masters who want to get close to them, but you must at least have first-rate masters to use them!"

His tone was very sincere, but Zhang Zhifeng saw the light that kept flashing in his eyes. He blamed himself for thinking about it, what's wrong with me? How could Brother Ren be so honest? Zhang Zhifeng, Zhang Zhifeng, when did you become so suspicious!

Chen Yun asked: "Can we get close to see these weapons? If not, just let us take a look at them so far!"

Ren Jianbo thought for a while and said, "Okay, let's get close to see, but you must be careful not to be hurt by the aura of weapons!" As if thinking about something, Ren Jianbo smiled and said, "Do you know why I can become a first-class expert at this age?"

Chen Yun curled his lips: "Don't brag about yourself. Have you ever told me that you have reached the first-class master because several elders in the family passed on their skills to you!"

Ren Jianbo slapped his forehead and said, "Ah, yes, I told you, but do you know why the elders of the family are willing to pass on their skills to me?"

Chen Yun was stunned. This was really a problem. After all, it was difficult to practice skills, so who would be willing to give up his own skills to help others? Moreover, the transmission of skills is a difficult problem, and it might be possible to take the life of the transmitter.

Zhang Zhifeng smiled: "Brother Ren, you won't say that you are a genius of your clan, and you will bear a major mission!"

Ren Jianbo touched the horn on his head and opened his mouth wide: "Actually, I was a rare cultivation body in the clan. I practiced twice the result with half the effort, but this is not enough to allow the seniors of the family to pass on all their skills. The reason why they passed on my skills was because of these magical weapons!"

"These weapons?" The two of them were immediately confused.

"What does it have to do with these weapons?"

"Although these magical weapons have a strong and sharp aura, you should all know that the owner of the weapon can control the aura of the weapon!"

Chen Yun nodded, just as a practitioner could hide the energy and light of his martial arts when he was exercising his martial arts, the practitioner could also hide the breath of his weapons.

"But, my family's migration was too strong to take away because the aura of these weapons was too strong. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Zhang Zhifeng nodded, this is indeed unlikely!

Chen Yun looked at Ren Jianbo strangely and said, "Old Niu, when did you speak so logically? Do you still have one set of things?"

Ren Jianbo smiled politely. This expression appeared on his cow's face, which made Zhang Zhifeng feel very strange and was so stuffy that he was about to vomit blood.

He quickly said, "Brother Ren, tell me why? Could it be that your clan has not produced a first-class master for a long time?"

"How could there be no first-class master?" Ren Jianbo closed his smile and sighed, "Actually, no one can move these weapons for thousands of years, and I don't know why. When I was a child, I accidentally got here and was seriously injured by the aura of the weapons. I almost died. Several elders transmitted their skills to me to save me. Haha, of course, it was not just to save me, because one of the weapons when I came here also trembled. As soon as the elders of the family thought I was the hope of the family's future, they decided to pass on the skills to save me!"

"Oh. Which one is it?"

"It's that giant axe! My family prophecy says that the hope of the Unicorns' future lies in these weapons! You understand."

Zhang Zhifeng nodded slightly and asked again: "Is there no other clan in the Unicorn Clan?"

"Of course there is, but ours is the most important clan, otherwise we wouldn't have put all our weapons here!"
Chapter completed!