Although according to the layout of the mausoleum, the collections on the first floor are not the best, but there is a heavyweight treasure here among the "Four Treasures of the Water and Moon".

The Peach Fan Snitch would never let go of the evil holy treasure of the Hundred Flowers Bag.

But the three young men in brocade robes did not move.

The tomb of the Suiyue Thief is full of traps and dangers. The more critical the moment, the less we can take it lightly.

The short black old man turned around in front of the crystal coffin with a slightly solemn look on his face: "The layout of the mechanisms here is more sophisticated and more dangerous.

Compared to the machine formations near the crystal coffin, the rooms I had broken into before were child's play.

"Master, take your time."

The young man in brocade robes smiled slightly, stared at the crystal coffin, released his spiritual consciousness, and joined forces with the black dwarf old man.

As the most outstanding disciple of the Suiyue Bandit, he has also done some research on mechanism formations.

Time passes little by little.

After all, the black dwarf old man is a master of mechanisms. His accomplishments in a single field are more than those of the Shuiyue Thief. The cracking process is orderly.

After half a cup of tea, more than half of the mechanisms around the crystal coffin were destroyed.

The crystal coffin also opened a crack as wide as a palm.

at this time.

The three young men in brocade robes could barely absorb some of the funerary objects from the edges of the crystal coffin, and looked extremely excited.

The value of the burial objects of the first-layer crystal coffin alone is more than that of an average Zhenxuan-level expert. If the value of the "Hundred Flower Bag" in the evil path is added, it is even comparable to the wealth of an Allah-level person.

creak

To the east of the small square, a door suddenly opened.

A blue-haired boy with a stern face walked out slowly.

This sudden change made the three young men in brocade robes slightly stunned.

When the two young men in brocade robes realized that the visitor was just a seventh-level boy, they couldn't help but look at each other and smile.

There was a hint of cruel playfulness in that smile.

"Haha... this guy is the winner?"

The joking gaze of the young man in brocade robes lingered on the short black old man and Zhao Feng one after another.

According to what the black dwarf old man said before, the entrance to the east of the mausoleum has a better weather pattern.

To the east is the boss, the winner.

The short black old man was silent, sighed, and looked at Zhao Feng with some pity.

Although the entrance Zhao Feng chose has the best layout, he is weak and insignificant.

The Peach Fan Snitch wanted to kill this young man, but he could kill him with just a snap of his fingers without any effort.

When Zhao Feng walked into the main hall, he first saw three young men in brocade robes who were cracking the mechanism.

Especially the young man holding a peach fan gave him a sense of crisis.

However, Zhao Feng was calm and without any panic. He swept his eyes and took a clear look at the surrounding environment.

There are still four bronze gates around the small square, divided into east, west, south and north layouts.

To the east of where Zhao Feng is, the palm print on the bronze door matches his palm.

In other words, Zhao Feng only needs to reach out and touch the fingerprint to open the passage to the second level.

"Little Lanmao, do you dare to take a gamble on whether you can escape from my hands before you open the door?"

The peach fan in the hand of the young man in the brocade robe opened with a "pop", looking like a smile but not a smile.

At his level, trying to kill a seventh-level boy is like child's play, but now he just wants to play with this junior.

Zhao Feng did not move, his face was expressionless. He really felt the crisis coming from the young man in brocade robes.

However, he is confident about his escape.

However, Zhao Feng was a little unwilling to give up the treasure in the crystal coffin so easily, so he did not act rashly.

creak

A door to the north opened, and several figures stepped out.

The bloody vulture, the old man in green robe, and two other water thieves.

Several people looked disgraced and looked a little embarrassed.

However, the hostility in them, especially the true spiritual energy in the vulture with residual blood, caught the attention of the young man in brocade robes.

It just so happened that at this time, the cracking of the formation around the crystal coffin reached a critical moment.

The appearance of the water thieves diverted the young man's attention and temporarily ignored Zhao Feng, an insignificant seventh-level boy.

"It's you...Peach Fan Snitch"

The bloody vulture couldn't help but gasp when he saw the young man in brocade robe holding a peach fan in his hand.

Both are in the True Spirit Realm, and the Peach Fan Snitch's prestige is much greater than his.

The Peach Fan Snitch snorted coldly. Although he didn't look down on a vulture with residual blood in the True Spirit Realm, he couldn't despise it either.

The three remaining-blooded vultures approached the crystal coffin cautiously with wary faces.

The peach fan in the Peach Fan Snitch's hand was flapping rhythmically, and there was a bit of coldness in his eyes.

The atmosphere on both sides is tense and tense, and no one will give up the burial objects on the first floor easily.

creak

Suddenly, a door opened to the south and several figures walked out.

The leader was Master Bi, whose face was as black as coal and even more embarrassed. Behind him were Bi Qiaoyu, the head of the Bi family, and another half-step true spirit state.

There is another camp, a true spirit who can influence the situation.

The Peach Fan Snitch took a breath, closed the peach fan, and did not take action.

With one against two, he was still confident that he could at least protect himself, but it became more difficult to kill the two true spirits.

For a while.

The three parties form a delicate balance.

On the contrary, Zhao Feng, a seventh-level boy, was ignored by all three parties.

"Master Heiyun."

Master Bi and Bi Qiaoyu looked at the black old man in surprise.

The black dwarf old man, also known as Master Heiyun in their mouth, is cracking the mechanism at the moment, with a hint of bitterness in the corner of his mouth: "Master Bi, Qiaoyu, the current situation does not allow us to stand on the opposite side."

When Zhao Feng heard this, he couldn't help but realize.

Master Bi mentioned before that Bi Qiaoyu once studied under a master of the mechanism, although he was only a registered disciple.

And now, Bi Qiaoyu's master is right in front of him.

"No wonder these three people broke through the level so fast. It turns out there is a mechanism master."

Zhao Feng's eyes flickered.

You don't need to guess to know that Master Heiyun must have been threatened by the "Peach Fan Snitch" and came to crack the trap.

"Everyone, how about this, the treasures in the crystal coffin will be distributed among the three parties through negotiation..."

A gentle smile appeared on the young man's face.

This suggestion made Mr. Bi and the black dwarf man feel a little relieved.

The Peach Fan Snitch is a direct disciple of the Shuiyue Thief. He has various soft incense and poisonous substances that can kill people invisible and is very difficult to deal with.

Even if the two of them join forces, they can only guarantee a tie at most.

After negotiation between the three parties, the Peach Fan Snitch side contributed the most and monopolized 50% of the treasure.

The remaining 50% will be divided equally between the residual blood water thieves and Hengshui Village.

Neither Mr. Bi nor the Bloody Vulture objected, so they acquiesced.

As for Zhao Feng, the "fourth person", he was naturally ignored by the three major camps.

"Hmph, wait until I get the 'Hundred Flower Bag,' and it will be easy to wipe out all of you."

The young man in brocade robe remained calm and sneered in his heart.

The woman in the floral dress next to her also had a smile on her lips and looked at the young man in the brocade robe.

As long as they get the "Hundred Flowers Pouch" and use any of the powerful poison powder, they can easily kill ordinary real people.

Among the many funerary objects, the bag of flowers is not very conspicuous. After all, this bag is just a rare treasure. Its value lies in its purpose, and its material is far inferior to that of the spiritual weapon.

If you don't understand the purpose of the Hundred Flowers Bag, it will look worse than an ordinary-level, top-grade magic weapon.
To be continued...