But everyone soon discovered that this was not just a worldly wealth.

Deep in the treasure, several magic weapons emitting strange light were quietly lying.

A long sword, the body of the sword is filled with light like a galaxy, and the sound of a dragon roar is faintly emitted; an ancient bronze mirror, with smooth mirror as water, reflecting the origin of all things in the world; there is also an ancient book with yellowed pages, but exuding a heart-pounding ancient aura.

The Thunder Lord grabbed the long sword and felt a powerful force pouring into his body. His chest, which had been suffering from a vague pain due to fighting the ghost warrior, was instantly healed, replaced by an unprecedented sense of power.

He waved his sword a few times excitedly, and his sword energy spread out, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air, as if even the air was torn apart.

Ms. Mo picked up the bronze mirror, which reflected her heroic figure. A cool breath flowed into her body. She felt that her spiritual power was more pure and her perception of the surrounding environment was more sensitive.

Young Master Xing carefully picked up the ancient book and opened the first page. He saw a few ancient words written on it: "The heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, the universe is vast and vast..." A mysterious energy surged into his mind. He felt that his thinking became clearer and his understanding of all things in the world became deeper.

Everyone got the magic weapon that suited them, and their strength was greatly improved. Everyone felt as if they were reborn and had the power to change the world.

They stood in the middle of the treasure, the golden light shone on their faces, and each of them exuded a light of confidence, like a god descending to earth, full of glory.

The stalactites at the top of the cave shone with strange light, as if celebrating them, and echoes came from deep in the cave, like the blessing of the mountain god.

The man in white hugged Xiaohong tightly, and the two hugged each other and cried. They were moved by this hard-won success. People around them cast envious eyes and wished this couple who shared weal and woe.

The lady Mo and the Lord Lei also hugged each other tightly, showing deep friendship. They supported each other and experienced the test of life and death together. This friendship is more precious than gold, silver and jewelry.

The feelings between the people are even more indestructible because of the common victory. They trust and rely on each other and become a real team.

"Are you ready?" The man in white looked around everyone, and a firm light flashed in his eyes.

The brilliant sunshine poured into the entrance of the cave like a golden waterfall, dispelling the coldness in the cave.

The man in white walked out of the cave first, and Xiaohong followed closely, with Ms. Mo, Thunder Lord Lei and Mr. Xing coming out one after another.

Their faces were filled with confidence, and everyone's eyes were filled with flames to save the world.

However, before this ambition was fully released, it was interrupted by the strange aura that spreads in the surrounding air.

They found that there were countless malicious eyes hidden in the surrounding mountains and forests.

The eyes were like poisonous snakes dormant in the dark, cold and greedy, staring at them tightly, as if they were staring at their prey.

The swaying sound of leaves seemed to turn into whispers, revealing a dangerous atmosphere.

In the air, in addition to the fragrance of the soil, there is also a faint smell of blood, which is creepy.

The man in white looked shaking, and his sharp eyes swept around. He could clearly feel the danger lurking around him.

He took a step back quietly, protecting Xiaohong behind him, his voice low and powerful: "Be careful, the situation is not right."

Everyone immediately became alert and no longer relaxed.

The woman Mo pulled out the long sword at her waist, and the sword edge flashed with a cold light in the sun. She looked around, her eyes as sharp as a cheetah.

The thunder rudder master tightly held the giant axe in his hand, and his knotted muscles burst out with amazing power. He let out a low roar, shocking the lurking enemies.

Although Mr. Xing's face was a little pale, he still gritted his teeth and held the ancient book tightly in his hand, indicating that he would never surrender easily.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, like the tranquility before the storm, so depressing that it was breathless.

In the woods, those malicious eyes began to move, as if they were about to swarm in the next second.

Suddenly, a low voice broke the silence: "Haha, I didn't expect that there are really guys who are not afraid of death who dare to bring out the treasure!" As soon as the words were finished, countless figures surged around. These people were all fierce and fierce, with strong murderous aura on their bodies.

They were wearing various costumes and holding various weapons in their hands. They were obviously from different forces, but they all colluded for the same goal - snatching treasures and martial arts.

Everyone was instantly trapped in a siege, and faced with a large number of powerful enemies, huge pressure came like a tide.

Female Mo held the sword in his hand tightly, and a fierce fighting spirit ignited in her eyes. She would never let these sluts succeed.

The Thunder Lord even waved the giant axe in his hand and let out a deafening roar. He wanted to make these people who dared to covet their treasures pay the price.

Even the timid Young Master Xing clenched the fist in his hand. Although his face was pale, his eyes were filled with a firm light.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded, like a poisonous snake spitting a letter: "Do it, no one will be left!" As the words fell, a sharp sword flashing with cold light came straight towards the man in white, and a harsh sound of breaking through the air passed through the air.

In the dense forest, murderous intent is everywhere.

The forces of all parties did not come out in full swing, but sent small forces to harass them like maggots on their bones.

Sometimes sharp arrows break through the air, sometimes hidden weapons attack, sometimes swords and swords flash through the forest.

Everyone was tired of dealing with it, their nerves were tense, and every muscle was clamoring for fatigue.

"Damn, these rats!" The thunder roared angrily, waved the giant axe, and slashed a man in black out.

The man in black broke several trees and finally collapsed to the ground weakly, not knowing his life and death.

The long sword of Mo Nuxia is like a rainbow, and the sword light is fierce. Each sword accurately repels the invading enemy.

But fine beads of sweat also oozed out from her forehead, and her breathing gradually became rapid.

Young Master Xing hid behind everyone, his face pale, his hands tightly clutching the ancient books, and trembling.

"If this continues, we will be exhausted." The man in white said in a deep voice. His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, scanning the surrounding dense forest, trying to find out the traces of the enemy.

Xiaohong pressed her hands tightly against the man in white, her palms were covered in sweat, and her heart was pounding.

She knew that they were in great danger now.

Suddenly, a hidden weapon broke through the air and headed straight for Xiaohong.

The man in white had quick eyes and quick hands. He pulled Xiaohong into his arms with a hand and waved his sword to block it.

There was only a crisp "ding" sound, and the hidden weapon was knocked away, but a blood mark was also cut from the man in white.

"Are you okay?" asked the man in white anxiously, with a hint of trembling in his voice.

Xiaohong shook her head, her eyes full of worry: "I'm fine, how are you?"

The man in white looked at Xiaohong's worried eyes, and a warm current surged in his heart.

He held the sword in his hand tightly, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes: "We must fight back!"

Everyone no longer defended passively and decided to take the initiative.

They formed a small battle formation and faced the invading enemy.

The battle was extremely fierce, with swords and swords intertwined, and the shouts of killing were shocking.

Mrs. Mo and the Lord Lei were like two fierce tigers, charging into battle and unstoppable.

However, although the number of enemies is small, they are all skilled in martial arts and have a tacit understanding.

They constantly change their formations and take advantage of the terrain, causing great trouble to everyone.

Just as everyone gradually adapted to the enemy's attack rhythm, the enemy suddenly changed its tactics and began to use hidden weapons.

For a moment, countless hidden weapons shot from all directions, and everyone was caught off guard.

"Be careful!" the man in white reminded loudly.

Just then, Young Master Xing suddenly shouted: "Wait, I seem to..."

Young Master Xing suddenly shouted: "Wait, I seem to...I seem to have discovered their rules!" He pointed his hand at the hidden weapons flying in the air, "They...they are flying in a certain order! Look, after three darts, there must be a poison-tempering steel needle!"

Mr. Xing's seemingly timid behavior was like a beacon, illuminating everyone's confused way forward.

The man in white reacted first. He focused his attention and found out the rules of the flight of hidden weapons.

He immediately told the others about the discovery, and everyone immediately adjusted their response strategies.

"Three darts, dodge to the left, steel needle, right!" The man in white commanded loudly, his voice seemed particularly clear in the fierce fighting.

Following the instructions of the man in white, everyone skillfully avoided the flying hidden weapons.

The originally dense rain of hidden weapons could not hurt them at all at this moment.

After dodging a wave of attacks, Mo seized the opportunity and stabbed out like lightning, hitting a man in black in the chest.

The man in black screamed and fell to the ground.

The Thunder Lord shouted even more excitedly, and swung the giant axe in his hand to make the wind, forcing the surrounding enemies back.

He laughed: "Good boy, Mr. Xing, you have made great contributions!"

When Mr. Xing heard the praise from Master Lei’s helm, a trace of blood appeared on his pale face. He scratched his head with a little embarrassed.

The enemy's offensive was disintegrated, his morale was greatly reduced, and he began to retreat one after another.

Seeing this, everyone took advantage of the victory and completely defeated the enemy.

The man in white protected Xiaohong behind him. Xiaohong looked at him gratefully. The lady Mo and the helmma Thunder clapped each other, their faces filled with the joy of victory.

Although Young Master Xing was still a little scared, his eyes were full of hope.

Everyone thought the crisis was temporarily lifted and began to clean up the battlefield.

However, they did not notice that on a towering ancient tree in the distance, a pair of cold eyes were watching their every move.

The owner of the eyes curled a strange smile on the corner of his mouth and whispered: "It's interesting, it's really interesting..." He held a black chess piece in his hand and placed it gently on the chessboard.

On the chessboard, the white chess representing the white men and their group were surrounded by black chess.

The joy of victory gradually dissipated, and an inexplicable chill quietly climbed up everyone's backs.

The air seemed to solidify, and the feeling of being peeked can't be gone.
To be continued...