Ye Yuan came to this big ingot treasure house and said that he was just for the spirit stones. I'm afraid no one believed it. In fact, this is true. Only the spirit stone inventory of many top major forces in the entire Tianyuan Realm can be barely enough for Ye Yuan to use, but it is absolutely impossible to get it.

Only in this big treasure house, there are the spirit stones that Ye Yuan needs. The real treasure here is useless waste for Ye Yuan, and Changsun Wuji and the old man are also masters in the infancy stage. At this point, their own cultivation progress and their own perception are the key. External objects have no effect anymore. With powerful magic weapons, they cannot have new understandings and can understand the way of heaven and earth.

Changsun Wuji is Ye Yuan's witch slave. Ye Yuan's entry will involuntarily lead his entry. Even those things that are almost useless to Ye Yuan are what Jue Xiaozhitong sees. To Changsun Wuji, it is like a mountain of gold placed in front of a wealthy mistress, and the Manchu and Han ceremonies are placed in front of a starving ghost.

Following Ye Yuan, he was already standing nearest the thing that all monks dreamed of the most, which was enough. The old man also held this idea. He had already thought that he would die, but Ye Yuan pulled him back from the line of death. Even Ye Yuan's many mysteries made him feel that his entry had fallen on Ye Yuan. Many things that Ye Yuan would not pay attention to at all were the most precious things for the old man and the others.

So at this moment, even if there are so many spirit stones placed here, the old man would not be moved. He even saw that these spirit stones were no different from ordinary stones. All the spirit stones in the entire ingot treasure house were stored in the Juling Pavilion. All the spirit stones in the Juling Pavilion were now in Ye Yuan's pocket.

At this point, Ye Yuan had already made plans to leave. Ye Yuan was no longer interested in any treasure in the Great Yuan Treasure Repository, because there were many masters in the depths, and Qin Ying. Ye Yuan knew very well that he was far from being the opponent of Qin Ying, who had already begun to seek the way of Taoism, and was facing each other head-on. There was only one way to die.

Feeling the battle fluctuations coming out of the Great Yuan Treasure House became stronger and stronger. Ye Yuan's face was as deep as water and said, "Leave here immediately!"

He walked out of the Juling Pavilion with Changsun Wuji and the old man and saw the painting demon standing straight outside the Juling Pavilion. In front of it, the bodies of dozens of monks fell on the ground, as if they were constructed into a scroll, and the ground was covered with a layer of powder, exuding a strong resentment and death aura.

It didn't take long to know how many people died here.

Ye Yuan walked to the Huamo, looking at the Huamo whose pupils had completely lost their focus and whose mind had completely lost. He whispered: "Humo, leave here immediately and wait for me three thousand miles north of Xianyang City."

The demon nodded unconsciously, leaving only instinct, which made him follow his last thought before losing his mind. Ye Yuan was his teacher, and he wanted to listen to the teacher.

Watching the painting demon walk into the forbidden group, the old man opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Ye Yuan shook his head and said, "Let's go, even if he loses his awakening consciousness. This dimensional killing array that protects the great treasure house cannot trap the magic. You two go first, I always feel a bad feeling, it's very dangerous here!"

Changsun Wuji also had a serious expression. He felt the battle fluctuations that penetrated countless formations and the forbiddens, and said, "Master, let's leave immediately. I don't know what is in this depth, but looking at the battle fluctuations, the battle masters have exceeded the third realm of the Supreme People, and there is a master who can fight against Qin Ying."

Ye Yuan nodded and said, "You go first and go back to the Immortal Doctor's Clinic immediately!"

Changsun Wuji and the old man rushed into the dimensional killing formation and disappeared. Ye Yuan's sense of danger became stronger and stronger. Without thinking, he directly triggered a big witch mark. It was Ye Yuan's only mark made of the soul-induced wood core. Only this mark was enough to support Ye Yuan's movement technique to penetrate the dimensional killing formation of this large ingot treasure house.

Slowly, Ye Yuan's breath disappeared first, and his body seemed to become blurred, slowly twisting, and his body disappeared into the space where he stood, entering another space crack interlayer.

But at the last moment when Ye Yuan disappeared, he saw that deep in the Great Yuan Treasure Repository, the dense formations and prohibitions were violently torn apart like a rag bag. A channel covered by the power of the formation and restriction was torn apart. A gray-white skeleton on the left, and a steep young figure rushed from the passage.

Looking at Ye Yuan who had disappeared, this terrifying person let out a roar of rage, and a strong sense of death mixed with vitality came from the pavement. Wherever he passed, the restrictions and formations were all annihilated. The layers of the buildings were all blessed to the point of becoming steel. However, at this moment, they were like gypsum board, and they all turned into powder and dissipated in a dense banging sound, and many treasures in the building were annihilated.

The space began to shake violently.

Annihilation!

Complete annihilation!

As well as space, everything that is affected by it is annihilated.

Ye Yuan's face changed wildly, but his figure had disappeared from the spot, but the power containing the extremely extreme death aura and vitality was still mixed with each other. After blasting the space, he rushed towards Ye Yuan's body as Ye Yuan moved.

The movement technique used by the mark actually does not require the control of the soul witch at all, so that it can penetrate the endless cracks and faults of space and find the final end point. All of this is to use the power of the mark.

For the monk, he moved countless times in an instant, and each time may be only one step away. However, this step away move reduces the compatibility of space transfer to the body and consciousness to the extreme. Even a mortal, whose physical body is so weak that it is unstable to stand.

But countless movements in an instant also eliminated the possibility of being tracked. Without the guidance of the mark and the guidance of the power of the mark, no one could travel through the space like this. Because they would be lost in it, they could only wander in the endless space until they perish.

But at this moment, this force of annihilation was extremely violent, without a trace of mystery. With pure violence, it directly annihilated where Ye Yuan passed, all the spaces in all possible directions. All of them were annihilated by him.

This force chased Ye Yuan in the moving state.

Feeling this extremely huge power, Ye Yuan wandered in the endless space, and his eyes couldn't help but feel a little horrified.

Stronger than Qin Ying! Absolute power must completely surpass Qin Ying. Absolutely!

In the endless movement, but the force did not track it at all, but completely covered the attack. Ye Yuan had nowhere to hide!

In an instant, Ye Yuan made a quick decision and stretched out a palm. Jue Xiao's pupil opened instantly. The endless darkness and endless light and shadow around him suddenly changed a little. Countless and chaotic silk threads of the extremely complex and chaotic space laws appeared, and they were connected with the many laws between heaven and earth.

However, in the instant there were countless rapid movements, Ye Yuan could not find the silk thread of the space law in this extremely mixed thread that could not be found in the silk thread of the law of space in a moment. He could not find the one that was beneficial to him.

The power of the soul was induced to the extreme. In the eyes of the dark abyss, countless wizards flowed into light and shadows. When consciousness, will, and everything was condensed to the extreme to treat something, it finally changed.

The consumption of soul power instantly increased tenfold, and then it began to rise geometrically. Ye Yuan's right eye slowly closed, while in his left eye, Wu Wen's speed flowing in the dark abyss exceeded his limit. The black pupils that seemed to be absorbed by even light were slowly lit up.

In the unknown mystery three inches between Ye Yuan's eyebrows, the already solid soul body suddenly opened its eyes and recited two strange syllables and the sound of the soul from his mouth.

“Strip!”

With soul witchcraft, he was clamped on Jue Xiao's pupil. Under severe consumption, he forced all the silk threads seen by Jue Xiao's pupil to peel off like a cocoon, and excluded all the silk threads except the laws of space, and excluded from what Jue Xiao's pupil saw.

In an instant, Ye Yuan's soul power disappeared like flowing water. In the world that seemed to be empty and illusory in his soul, the unparalleled consciousness of the people that had built this world sea far exceeds Ye Yuan's limit, but began to disappear at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The sea surface began to decline at a speed visible to the naked eye. Starting from the center of this space, the size of the earth continued to increase, which meant that the sea level was decreasing rapidly.

But at this moment, Ye Yuan abandoned all his feelings and found the most rational way.

After only the silk thread of the law of space was left, even in countless moves in an instant, Ye Yuan easily found the one that was most favorable!

The silk threads in front of him were constantly flashing and changing, but Ye Yuan seemed to have predicted the truth, and drew a trace in the void in front of him. There was no law thread or pattern in this place.

But the moment Ye Yuan drew this trace, it coincided with the ever-changing space, and a silk thread and pattern embodied by the laws of space appeared in this place.

With the connection, Ye Yuan's movement speed instantly increased. It was originally tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of times in an instant, and each movement was only one step. This step was the most sufficient for ordinary soul witches, because the body of the soul witch was weak like an ordinary mortal, but Ye Yuan's body was the most powerful enough, which was comparable to the physical cultivation of the three realms of condensed power. The ability to withstand movement was far beyond the minimum demand for this movement.

At this moment, Ye Yuan changed one of the silk threads that used the most critical spatial law of movement, and the distance of each movement had increased to a hundred feet!

One step and a hundred feet! The difference is hundreds of times!

In an instant, Ye Yuan's speed soared hundreds of times, and his body also let out a burst of overwhelmed and painful moans. However, at this moment, Ye Yuan completely got rid of the tracking power behind him.

Three thousand miles north of Xianyang City, in a valley covered with fog and poisonous miasma, Ye Yuan's body condensed in mid-air, rapidly condensed from the twisted phantom into substance, and then the aura appeared almost instantly, after appearing in a normal space. The whole person turned into a stream of light and directly hit the ground.

However, the speed was so fast that it exceeded the limit, and even if it returned to normal space, it could not stop.

Plop...

Ye Yuan's body hit the ground, hitting the tree cauliflower stones, and drew a ravine a hundred feet long on the ground before he could barely stop. Ye Yuan also became covered in blood, his bones were broken, and he groaned in pain. The true essence of life in his body began to move, connecting the bones and slowly recovering.

The state of abandonment was dispersed. Ye Yuan's eyes only showed a look of horror and gratitude. Although his eyes were full of fatigue, he was more confused.

The physical injuries were secondary, although they were almost the same as the monk's full force of flying into the ground.

Who is that weird master?

Just now, when I glanced at me, I seemed to see Qin Ying's figure behind him. This guy was fighting with Qin Ying. A master of this level was rarely distracted when fighting, and it might be a difference between life and death. So why did he even violently break the ban and fight against him?

What exactly is in the Juling Pavilion?

Is that stone tablet fragment? Ye Yuan doesn't think anyone recognizes the value of the stone tablet fragment. For everyone, that thing is exactly the same as the soul-suppressing stele. Qin Ying used a piece of fragment to suppress Changsun Wuji's soul. If this thing was so precious, Qin Ying would never do this.

The fragments of the stone tablet were for protection, nothing. There was nothing in the spirit stones and spirit stones in the spirit Pavilion. Ye Yuan didn't believe that this strange master would risk being beaten to death by Qin Ying for those spirit stones.

Ye Yuan lay on the ground and slowly repaired his body, his mind turned sharply, constantly speculating on the reason.

In the end, only one conclusion was drawn.

"It's a big trouble."

Ye Yuan himself didn't know what he shouldn't have taken. He could mess with this master.

Ye Yuan believed that he had definitely taken it away. If not, the master would not be so crazy, but what did he take away in the Gai Ling Pavilion? Besides the spirit stones, they were spirit stones.

In a deadlock.

In the great ingot treasure house, the extremely powerful force that directly annihilated countless prohibitions and formations bombarded by, the space was broken and annihilated, and a pitch-black trajectory appeared in it, and the gale wind and space storm all appeared, ravaging everything around, and then the annihilated space began to slowly repair under the power of the space.

The skeleton on the left was full of death, but the strange master on the right was standing on the annihilation of the black marks that had been destroyed, forcibly enduring the erosion of the space storm and the bone-eroding wind without any damage, his eyes full of rage and murderous intent.

Behind him, Qin Ying came out along the broken passage.

Qin Ying looked at the space with a expressionless face, and the master who was suffering from the turbulence of space, and said, "Has it been taken away?"

The half-life master roared and immediately turned his head and walked towards the depths of the Great Yuan Treasure Repository. At this time, Qin Ying had no intention of fighting anymore.

Qin Ying seemed to know that what he wanted was taken away, and he disappeared after taking it one step.

After the passage, Huainanzi, the Second Blade Emperor and Bingji appeared only then.

Looking at the unhealed space wound, my eyes were filled with deep horror.

The second sword emperor held the knife in his hand, gestured for a moment, then swallowed with difficulty, and said, "Which realm is in the third realm of Tianwen?"

Bingji hesitated for a moment and said uncertainly: "Look for the way?"

Huainanzi was also uncertain and said, "Ask?"

The three of them looked at each other, and the horror in their eyes could not subside. After a while of silence, the Second Blade Emperor spat viciously and said, "Hmph! I can't say it, but the big bastard insisted on me. In addition to Qin Ying, the cold-blooded pervert, there is actually another one that is even more damn amazing. How can I find it? Find a bullshit! I don't care about the big treasure house, I'll leave!"

After saying that, the purple gold sword in the Second Sword Emperor's hand disappeared, and he disappeared into the dimensional killing formation.

Bingji sighed and said, "Forget it, Qin Ying has left. Either Qin Ying has taken it or he has been taken by someone else. I will take it back first. Fellow Daoist Huainanzi, if you have time, you can come to Bing Shenzong to talk."

After saying that, Bingji's figure turned into an ice sculpture, and then slowly dissipated.

Huainanzi shook the whisk and looked at the ruins of Juling Pavilion. When he shook the whisk, a plaque flew out from the ruins, with the three big words Juling Pavilion written on it.

Huainanzi was stunned, thoughtful, and said softly: "It turns out it's him, no wonder he only has the spirit stone..."

After saying that, Huainanzi shook his whisk, and a fog rose all over his body, and his whole body disappeared.

All the top masters left, and the rest were the others who began to hunt for treasures, but a strange change occurred in this large treasure house, and the dimensional killing array changed accordingly. The 18,000 small spaces suddenly surged to 180,000 small spaces, and the power in each small space also surged to several levels.

All those who entered it were trapped in it and could not get out.

This is the true power of the second-grade Taoist formation!

On the other side, three thousand miles north of Xianyang City came out. Before Ye Yuan recovered, his magic magic appeared. But behind the magic magic, he was wearing a very formal Confucian robe.

"Half a lifetime of vicissitudes and half a lifetime of coolness, a thought of cold sorrow and a memory of you... Fellow Taoist, my master is invited." (To be continued...)
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