Murals of similar style are carved on the four walls of the hall. As soon as you turn your eyes, long Bufan looks at another mural.


    The scene of this mural is a cliff, which is also full of countless corpses. On the top of the cliff, the arrogant bloody figure stands in the air.


    Although this bloody figure only exists in the murals, the residual power seems to envelop here, which makes people feel a sense of depression, and even the energy flowing in the body is somewhat sluggish.


    "If I guess correctly, the bloody figure on the mural should be the martial saint of that year." staring at the bloody figure on the mural, long Bufan said in a slightly surprised voice.


    "Yes, only a few murals are so powerful. If you meet him in the real world, you don''t know what a powerful side it will be."


    Liu Yunluo, one of the twelve blood guards, nodded in agreement, and his eyes showed an indelible sense of awe.


    Once upon a time, when Liu Yunluo was a leading disciple of the sect, he also thought that he could one day become a top power in awe of everyone and inherit the last wish of his ancestor, the martial master of kendo, but now he has transferred all this expectation to one person.


    Liu Yunluo looked away from the bloody figure on the mural and looked at the back in front.


    This figure is undoubtedly the extraordinary dragon.


    "Don''t be in a daze. Hurry to look for something valuable first."


    The Dragon Bufan gave a low cry, and immediately jumped up abruptly. His body was filled with a black fog in the middle of the air. At once, more than 100 evil shadows were split and scattered in every corner of the hall, just like heaven and women scattered flowers.


    The palace has a very wide area. If they look for it alone, I''m afraid they haven''t found it yet. It was scrambled by those demon families and other forces in the rear.


    Seeing this, the twelve blood guards also immediately recovered from the shock and released their spiritual consciousness to explore.


    But soon, long Bufan''s face gradually became a little ugly, because the hall was empty except for four murals and more than a dozen golden pillars.


    "Unexpectedly, there is nothing? Has someone already got there first?" Murong Yin frowned slightly, with a trace of displeasure on her pretty face and wondered.


    "Probably not. We are the first of many forces to come here this time."


    Qin Yuxuan shook his head. Mei Mou scanned the surrounding environment and said, "moreover, if someone gets the treasure in front of us, it can''t leave no trace."


    Hearing the conversation between the two little girls, long Bufan nodded secretly. As early as entering the hall, he looked around and found no residual breath or trace.


    Therefore, long Bufan also concluded that they should be the first group to enter the temple.


    "Maybe this is a peripheral palace, and valuable treasures may not be hidden here. Let''s go to the palace in the depths to see what we can get." long Bufan said decisively.


    "Wait a minute, I think there''s something wrong with those pillars."


    Suddenly, a low cry sounded. This sound was not the presence of long Bufan and the twelve blood guards, but the Fire Phoenix who had been standing on long Bufan''s shoulder in the form of Firebird. He saw a layer of fire red light on his body and instantly changed into the human appearance of "fire Rong".