The self-destruction is still going on, more than 200,000 human monks are lined up, rushing forward excitedly, and then self-detonation one after another
Behind the spiritual practice.
Wang Xiaofu was dumbfounded, looking at the blood mist constantly rising in front of the protective mask with mixed expressions of shock and anger.
After a few breaths, he spoke bitterly.
"Hethey are so vicious, they forced human monks to explode themselves, and used such a vicious way to blast away the protective light shield!"
"Based on the vicious nature of the demons, it would be strange if they didn't do this. It seems that they have been preparing for a long time to win the treasure of the Immortal Mansion." Lu Fan's face was gloomy, and his tone was cold and cold.
He also didn't expect that the Demon Race could summon more than 200,000 human monk puppets.
Through this incident, he finally understood where the more than 50,000 normal demon cultivators who controlled the spirit stone cannon came from. It turned out that Moxi and others carried special storage bags that could store spiritual cultivation.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!"
When the last batch of human monks exploded, the protective light shield finally couldn't hold on, and there was a large cracking sound, and finally exploded and dissipated.
A large and extremely strong aura of vicissitudes suddenly gushed out from the big palace and permeated the surroundings.
More than six million spiritual practitioners immediately boiled up, shouting excitedly like the sky.
"It exploded! It exploded!"
"Come on!"
"There must be fairy artifacts, treasures, and remnants of immortal dragons in this big palace!"
"Oh oh oh!"
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The shouts were loud, and the atmosphere was extremely hot.
As for the more than 200,000 human monks who exploded before, they have long been forgotten by them.
More than 600 figures rushed towards the palace like a torrent.
Moxi, Sect Master Jian and Lord Leader immediately rushed into the palace with more than 10,000 subordinates.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, follow me closely!" This time, Lu Fan stopped delaying and rushed forward quickly with a wave of his hand.
Wang Xiaofu followed closely behind
Inside the Grand Palace.
Lu Fan started at full speed, and finally passed more than half of the spiritual cultivation, and entered the bottom floor of the big palace.
Wang Xiaofu pulled his belt tightly, trying to keep up.
"Is this the core mansion of the Immortal? It's really too big and too luxurious!" Wang Xiaofu's fat face remained pale, but when he saw the palace in front of him, he immediately shouted in amazement.
The big palace is in the shape of a tower, layered on top of each other, and each layer is composed of a large number of small palaces.
These small palaces are connected together and can communicate with each other.
At this time, they were in the outermost palace.
Although it is only a small palace, the interior space is more than two thousand meters long, and the decoration is extremely luxurious.
Twelve large fairy pillars stand all around, and the golden patterns are carved on the pillars, shining brightly.
The walls are made of high-grade jade, exuding soft white awns, and many exquisite patterns are carved on the surface, there are countless fairy grasses, fairy birds, and large auspicious clouds, as well as extremely beautiful fairies, holding jade plates in their hands , the jade plate contains round and round elixirs, exuding colorful elixirs. They are all elixir that have disappeared for a long time
These exquisite and noble patterns cannot be seen in the palace outside. It can be seen that this large tower-shaped palace is indeed the core residence of the owner of the Immortal Mansion.
On the four sides of the palace, there are passages leading to other palaces, extending in all directions, like a maze.
Wang Xiaofu's eyes widened, and he kept making "tsk tsk" sounds in amazement, his eyes lingering on the noble fairy materials and exquisite patterns around him.
Like him, the spiritual practitioners who just came in stopped and were attracted by the luxurious things around them. Only after they had seen enough, did they begin to choose passages and rush towards other palaces.
Lu Fan just glanced around at the exquisite things around him, then retracted his gaze, and began to carefully observe the specific situation around him.
He found that the spiritual sense could not be used here either. Once the spiritual sense was used, the palace in front of him and the countless excited spirits would also disappear in an instant.
In addition, he also found that there were large bloodstains left on the ground, and hundreds of corpses of Lingxiu were lying everywhere, which had been trampled to pieces by the later Lingxiu.
There is still a strong cold air remaining on their bodies. It is obvious that these spiritual cultivators were killed by immortal puppets.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, there are also immortal puppets here, so be careful." Lu Fan reminded.
After finishing speaking, he stopped staying and prepared to rush to the depths.
"Yes." Wang Xiaofu came back to his senses, nodded quickly, quickly followed Lu Fan's footsteps, and asked, "Senior Brother Lu, this place leads in all directions, which passage should we take?"
"Take the innermost one." Lu Fan pondered for a while, and pointed to the passage ahead. His goal is the remnant soul of the immortal dragon. Only by going deep can he reach the topmost palace in a short time.
Under the leadership of Lu Fan, the two quickly rushed into the passage ahead without delay.
Pass through a passage that is more than 100 meters long and enter another small palace. The scene here is similar to the previous palace, except that the murals are slightly different.
There were also hundreds of rotten spirit cultivator corpses lying on the ground, and a large number of spiritual cultivator footsteps rushed around in a hurry.
Although there are noble materials everywhere here, none of the spiritual practitioners stopped to think about these materials. All the spiritual practitioners rushed around in a hurry, hoping to find better treasures.
Most of the original more than 30 million spiritual practitioners were killed and injured, and only more than 6 million remained. The remaining spiritual practitioners are almost all strong in the transformation stage, far more shrewd than the spiritual cultivation in the late Yuanying stage.
They have gone through hardships and finally came to this core palace. Naturally, they are looking for the best treasure
Lu Fan swept away casually, and continued to rush to the depths, followed by Wang Xiaofu.
The two of them rushed to the depths along the passage ahead, passing through more than 30 small palaces one after another, but they still didn't see the passage to the second floor.
?The further you go, the less and less spiritual practice around you.
When they reached the fiftieth small palace, there were only a few hundred spiritual practitioners left around, and most of them were strong men with "Xiangong Token".
There was also a lot of fighting sounds ahead.
"Bah bah bah!"
"Hiss!"
"Ah ah"
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The messy fighting sound made Lu Fan's eyes brighten, and he rushed forward quickly.
These fighting sounds must be the sound of Lingxiu fighting with Immortal Puppet.
Where there are immortal puppets, there will be immortal souls, which is also one of his goals.
Quickly pass through a passage and enter the next palace.
After coming here, Lu Fan was stunned for a moment.
There are hundreds of figures in front of them, and they are indeed fighting fiercely.
However, the people fighting were all immortal puppets, and more than fifty strong men with "Xiangong Token" all stood aside, watching them kill each other.
Whenever a fairy puppet is killed, these strong men will rush forward at a high speed and put away the killed fairy puppet. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com