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Chapter 837: Tongtian Spirit Treasure

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    "How is it? Brother Lu has almost arranged it. With these few magic circles completely covering this place, even if it is a big trouble, we can deal with one or two. Besides, in all likelihood, we are wasting nothing  It's just time." Nanlonghou said with a wry smile after inserting the last French flag in his hand into a corner at the bottom of the pool.

    "Hey! The old man would rather waste more time than have any accidents. If the secret treasure hiding place behind this door is really an ancient monk's secret treasure, that would be the best. If not, it is better to make some preparations than nothing.  Although the old man is very fond of treasures, he values ??this old life even more." Lu Weiying smiled slightly and said indifferently.

    After hearing this, Marquis Nanlong shook his head and said nothing.

    At this time, the old man placed the last array in his hand, and activated the restraint, and a layer of white glow floated around.

    The old man nodded in satisfaction, and then turned around to face the bloody Shimen again.

    Nan Longhou was a little impatient for waiting a long time ago. Seeing that the old man had completed the arrangement, he immediately took off a storage item at his waist and flipped it into the air.

    Immediately, a white glow swept out, and there were more crystal-clear ancient bones on the ground.

    "This door of the blood curse is also evil enough. To break the restriction of this door, you need the essence or flesh and blood of the person who cast the curse. The flesh and blood will definitely not be found. But in the remains of this ancient cultivator who was sitting, should  There are still some monks who are elite." Nan Longhou said in a deep voice, opened his mouth, and sprayed out the golden flying sword.

    Then he stretched out his hand to grab the void on the ground, and the skeleton immediately floated up out of thin air, rising to a height of five or six feet above the ground.

    With a flick of Nanlonghou's finger, a white spell suddenly hit the small sword that was standing still in front of his chest.

    After a buzzing sound, the small sword trembled slightly, and a dazzling sword glow suddenly burst out from the tip of the sword.

    Golden and dazzling!

    Afterwards, this point of sword light became brighter and brighter, and it would turn into a ball of golden light.

    After a while, the light ball formed by the sword light broke away from the small sword in an instant, and all of them hit the bones floating in the air, and the scene below the light ball burst open.

    Countless sharp and abnormal sword energy intersected vertically and horizontally, submerging the entire skeleton in it at once.  In an instant, bone powder of about the same size fell from the sword light like gravel.

    Nan Longhou's eyes flashed brightly, and with a flick of his sleeve robe, a golden glow swarmed out from the sleeve, just enough to sweep the translucent bone sand inside without leaving any grains.

    The golden sword light in the air, at this moment, faded away.

    Looking at the crystal clear bone meal rolled into a ball by the golden glow, Nan Longhou nodded secretly.  Then he turned his head and glanced at Lu Weiying next to him.

    Seeing this, the old man naturally knew Nanlonghou's intentions.  Immediately, he rubbed his hands unceremoniously, and the white French flag appeared between his hands.

    With a slight shake, a hurricane appeared out of thin air near the French flag.

    At this time, Nan Longhou sat cross-legged, making a formula with both hands, and let out a low voice of incantation.  Then various spells flew out of his hands one after another, and all of them hit Jinxia who was wrapped in bone meal.

    The golden glow was urged by these spells, and the bone meal wrapped inside slowly rolled and rotated.

    These translucent powders glow with various colors in the sunlight, flickering and appearing extremely gorgeous.

    At this time, the old man surnamed Lu tentatively attacked Shimen.

    Instead of attacking with the Fafa flag in his hand in a panic, he raised one hand casually. After a red light flashed, several fists and fireballs shot towards Shimen in a series.

    There were a few slightly muffled "Puff puffs".

    As soon as the fireball approached the stone gate, after the bloody light flashed a few times, it suddenly came back to life.  A large piece of red light gathered in the middle, intertwined and condensed, and turned into a huge grimace exactly like the ghost head carved in Shimen, which was as big as Zhang Xu.

    Grimace swallowed a few fireballs into its big mouth, flashed a few times, and collapsed immediately.  Shimen actually returned to its original state.

    Seeing this scene, the old man surnamed Lu was shocked.  But after hesitating for a while, he pointed the French flag at Shimen again.

    The hurricane that had appeared on the flag immediately turned into a wind dragon, roaring and attacking Shimen.

    The grimace appeared again, and after opening the same mouth wide, a large piece of red light sprayed out from the mouth, engulfing the wind dragon in the bloody light, and was taken into the ghost's mouth.  Then the grimace disappeared again amidst the old man's shock and anger.

    After the old man surnamed Lu and Marquis Nanlong glanced at each other, they couldn't help looking at each other.

    "This door of the blood curse is really weird. Let's honestly follow Master Cang Kun's cracking method."??Can also be refined for decades of penance?  And this golden bamboo, could it be the Golden Thunder Bamboo among the three great sacred trees!  And this" After Lu Weiying saw the six or seven kinds of flowers and plants on the altar table, he was stunned for a while, and then he became incoherent with a look of shock on his face. He could hardly believe what he saw, and couldn't help it.  Take two steps forward, intending to take a closer look.

    "Fellow Daoist Lu, if I were you, I wouldn't be so reckless. Do you really think that these elixirs are placed here naked, and let me wait to get them. Fellow Daoist, look around carefully before talking about it?"  When he was extremely excited, Nan Longhou suddenly spoke coldly.

    "Brother Nanlong, what do you mean by these words." Hearing these words, the old man felt as if cold water was being poured on him, his mind cleared up immediately, and he hurriedly re-examined his surroundings in surprise.  "Hey! This seems to be the small Sumeru Vajra Formation in the rumors. How could the Buddha's magic circle appear here?" The old man surnamed Lu finally saw some tricks from some runes looming on the walls around him, and he was very surprised  .

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