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Volume 1 Xiyuan Town Chapter 243 Fighting for Treasures

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    "You can go to the main hall of Tianxing Palace!" After Su Han got the ten thousand-year black magic fruit, he flashed and walked towards the main hall of Tianxing Palace along his energy veins.  Along the way, Su Han did not encounter many obstacles.  "That's the bronze-armored demon corpse!" When Su Han came to the avenue leading to the main hall of Tianxing Palace, he immediately saw a body with a bronze color and a dead black color, exuding a strong death aura.  Bronze-armored demon corpses echoed around the main hall of the Star Palace.  Among the bronze-armored demon corpses, there were faintly visible silver-armored demon corpses with silver light flashing from head to head.  Su Han saw from a distance that the main hall avenue, which was full of demonic corpses of various levels, felt his scalp numb: "This road is absolutely impassable!" Under the siege of a large number of bronze-armored demonic corpses and silver-armored demonic corpses, I'm afraid that  Even the most powerful men in the holy elixir realm will fall.  Su Han was just a warrior in the True Yuan realm, and there was no hope of being able to pass through this passage.  Su Han made a decisive decision and immediately turned around and moved towards the other branch halls.  There are probably countless treasures in the main hall of Tianxing Palace, but Su Han is not strong enough, so trying to get the treasures inside is just a dream.  Su Han used Xu Yuan Sword Intention and his whole body seemed to turn into nothingness, walking through the armored demon corpse.  The spiritual sense of those iron-armored demon corpses is far inferior to that of the silver-armored demon corpses, and they are unable to detect Su Han's hidden aura.  "There's a battle over there!" When he came to a branch hall, Su Han's ears twitched slightly and he heard the sound of the battle. With a thought in his mind, he moved quickly towards that side.  In front of a branch of Tianxing Palace, a dozen talented warriors from various countries were besieging a bronze-armored demon corpse.  Next to the bronze-armored demon corpse were dozens of iron-armored demon corpses, as well as dozens of talented warriors from various countries.  Apparently there was a terrible battle here.  Among the remaining dozen or so talented warriors from various countries, the main attackers are Linghu Wuhen of the Blackwater Palace, the peerless genius of the two eighth-grade sects, and Song Linan, the peerless swordsman from the Longjiang Sword Sect!  The bronze-armored demon corpse is equivalent to a master in the human magic realm, and is even more tyrannical than some masters in the human magic realm.  In the midst of the siege of more than a dozen talented human warriors from various countries, the bronze-armored demonic corpse suddenly rose up like a violent dragon elephant and punched a talented warrior who possessed the fifth level of the True Yuan Realm.  go.  A look of horror flashed in the eyes of the talented warrior at the fifth level of the True Yuan Realm. With a wave of his hand, an eighth-grade spiritual shield appeared out of thin air and stood in front of him.  The bronze-armored demonic corpse exploded the eighth-grade spiritual shield with one punch, and pierced the heart of the master of the fifth level of the True Yuan Realm with one claw. He dug it out directly, threw it into his mouth, and started chewing it.  A strong human being shouted angrily: "If you two, Linghu Wuhen and Song Linan, don't use your full strength, we will withdraw!! If we leave, you two will not be the victims of this bronze-armored demon corpse.  Opponents, let¡¯s break up in one fell swoop!¡± That bronze-armored demonic corpse is extremely powerful, but faced with the siege of more than a dozen human geniuses who can leapfrog the challenge, if Linghu Wuhen and Song Linan possess the late-stage True Yuan realm,  The two peerless geniuses from the two eighth-grade sects in cultivation can definitely kill it if they join forces.  Linghu Wuhen and Song Linan were both conserving their strength before and had sinister intentions, which everyone knew.  Linghu Wuhen and Song Linan looked at each other and immediately separated.  "The black water eroded the Yuan Finger!" Linghu Wuhen's face surged with traces of black energy, and he pointed at the bronze-armored demon corpse.  A black water arrow that was only as thick as a thumb pierced the right leg of the bronze-armored demon corpse like lightning, making a roaring sound of corrosion. In one breath, the bronze armor that was as hard as a magic weapon was pierced.  The right leg of the demon corpse was corroded and broken into two halves.  The right leg of the bronze-armored demon corpse was broken, and his figure immediately swayed and fell to the ground.  "Longjiang Flow-cutting Sword!" Song Linan thrust out his sword, and the terrifying sword intention burst out from the first glimpse of the sword's intention. The sword energy was like a meteor with the potential to cut off the flow, and it instantly struck the head of the bronze-armored demon corpse.  On top of it, he forcibly cut off the head of the bronze-armored demon corpse that was as hard as a magic weapon.  After beheading the bronze-armored demon corpse, everyone burst into flames and rushed into the branch hall. Everyone's eyes were filled with greed.  Those talented warriors from all over the world took the risk to come to Tianxing Palace to seek opportunities. There is a high possibility that there are opportunities they need in that branch palace, which naturally makes them extremely enthusiastic.  As soon as they entered the branch hall, everyone saw corpses everywhere. Most of the corpses had turned into white bones, and some were corroded by time and turned into ashes, breaking into pieces when touched.  In the center of the branch hall, a white skeleton with a big hole in his chest was holding a jade box in his left hand and a storage ring in his right hand.There is a talisman attached to it, and faint spiritual energy comes from the talisman. It is obvious that the spiritual power of the talisman is almost exhausted.  A genius warrior's eyes lit up, and a pair of wings of true energy instantly condensed from his back. With a flap of the wings of true energy, his speed increased dramatically, turning into a stream of light and shooting towards the direction of the jade box.  In one breath, he immediately appeared on top of the corpse, grabbing the storage ring and the jade box in his hands.  "Die!! Longjiang Sky-Breaking Sword!!" Song Linan looked at the talented warrior, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he took a step forward. The sword in his hand made a sound of breaking through the air, and thrust out a sword energy towards him.  Kill that talented warrior.  A hint of reluctance and fear flashed in the eyes of the talented warrior who was very good at Qinggong. He twisted his body crazily, dodged wildly, and threw away the storage ring and jade box respectively: "I don't want this treasure anymore!!"  The martial artist with excellent light skills lost two treasures, but was still stabbed in the right shoulder by the terrifying sword energy. The entire right shoulder was cut off by the terrifying sword energy, and blood flowed out.  As soon as the martial artist with excellent light skills threw out the jade box and storage ring, a black water arrow containing black water essence suddenly erupted, stabbing the warrior on the head, corroding the warrior's head into  A sigh of black water.  Linghu Wuhen grabbed it with his big hand and immediately grabbed the storage ring in the warrior's hand. He only glanced at it, then frowned slightly and flew to Song Linan.  Song Linan took the storage ring and immediately flicked it back to Linghu Wuhen.  Although Linghu Wuhen and Song Linan were rivals for the Tianxing Palace treasure, they did not want to fall out before the treasure was officially obtained.  Once they fall out, it will give others an opportunity to take advantage. Both of them are outstanding people, so they naturally know what is best for themselves.  The big hands of true energy were constantly intertwining in the sky and grabbing the storage ring and jade box respectively. The storage ring and jade box were also constantly floating in the sky while moving towards the entrance.  "Hahaha!! This treasure of Tianxing Palace belongs to me!!" At this moment, bursts of sinister laughter came from the door, and a stream of sinister laughter came from the door.  The pink aura spread from the entrance of the branch hall of Tianxing Palace and enveloped everyone in the hall.  The masters in the Temple Palace of the Diaoxing Palace have true Yuanzhu body. Usually, if the toxins do not break through their guardians, they cannot work at all.  But the pink aura with the sinister aura directly penetrated into the true essence of many masters in Tianxing Palace, and invaded the bodies of many masters in the branches of Tianxing Palace.  That day, many masters in the branch hall of the Star Palace were eroded by the pink aura. Immediately, everyone's body was filled with Yang Fire, their faces were red, and their ears were red, and they set up tents.  This forced the masters of the Tianxing Palace to use their true energy and desperately suppress the Yang Fire in their bodies.  If they are hit by the Yang Fire, they will turn into a green-haired beast.  A young man wearing a yellow brocade robe, handsome in appearance, but with a trace of evil spirit between his eyebrows strode into the branch hall of Tianxing Palace, stretched out his hand to grab it, and turned into a big hand of true energy, pointing towards the  Grab the storage ring and jade box.  Linghu Wuhen blushed, looked at the man who strode into this place, and said in a cold voice: "Bliss Divine Art!! You are the son of the Bliss Ancestor, Yan Dong!" The Bliss Ancestor is a man with the Yin and Yang realm.  A terrifying casual cultivator with the power of Dzogchen.  His strength is on par with the master of the seventh-grade sect.  Moreover, he is a man who must retaliate against others and has no masterly demeanor at all.  If he offended him, he would even shamelessly bully a small one and attack an innate warrior directly. He was an extremely difficult character.  Therefore, even the seventh-grade sect would not dare to offend the Patriarch of Paradise easily.  The Divine Kung Fu of Bliss is the natal martial arts practiced by the ancestor of Bliss. It is extremely strange and powerful.  Except for the most beloved son of Ancestor Ji Le, he did not pass on this magical skill to anyone at all.  Yan Dong looked at the talented warriors who were struggling in the Divine Art of Bliss, suppressing their desires and Yang Fire. He smiled proudly and reached out to grab the storage ring and jade box: "Yes, it's the young master! You guys  You idiots have done a great job. For the sake of the Longjiang Sword Sect and the Blackwater Shrine, I won¡¯t kill you.¡± The Longjiang Sword Sect and the Blackwater Shrine are both eighth-grade sects, and they have as many masters as they do.  The warriors are like rain, and there are many warriors who are stronger than the ancestor of Bliss.  If the Longjiang Sword Sect and the Blackwater Palace attack with all their strength, the Patriarch of Bliss will have no choice but to escape or even be killed.  Although Yan Dong is arrogant and lustful, he is not a fool.  Just when Yan Dong¡¯s hand was about to grab the storage ring and jade box, in front of him, the earth cracked, and thick beards made of true essence stabbed towards Yan Dong like dragons.go.  "Who is that person?" Yan Dong, who had the cultivation of the eighth level of the True Yuan Realm, suddenly changed his expression. He took out a ninth-grade sword, activated the Divine Art of Bliss, and slashed at the extremely thick Teng Xu.  Under the strong strengthening of Yan Dong, the ninth-grade spiritual sword slashed out a blade of sword energy, cutting off all the tendrils emerging from the ground.  (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
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