After entering the underground palace ruins, Yang Xuan felt it. From the depths of the ruins, there was a strong and strange aroma.


    This fragrance filled the whole underground palace ruins, making people warm, comfortable and wonderful.


    Yang Xuan understood that the magic medicine was in the depths of the ruins, but he was not in a hurry to pick it. The ruins of the underground palace were mysterious and always gave him a sense of crisis. He was ready to explore the situation behind the three schools of martial arts.


    Yang Xuan guessed that the magic medicine was deep. Shi Wenbin, Tao Tianming and Guo Wanlin didn''t know, but they didn''t hurry. First, they knew that the ruins of the underground palace were dangerous. In addition, the ruins were so large that I''m afraid there were other treasures besides the magic medicine. Naturally, they had to scrape them carefully.


    The underground palace is really big. Although it is dilapidated, it can still see the glory of the past. Looking up, the streets extend in all directions and collapsed buildings can be seen everywhere.


    The three men and horses walked slowly along the main street. A martial artist of heaven and man in the misty magic house exclaimed: "this underground palace was definitely built in ancient times!"


    The others didn''t speak, but everyone was excited.


    Because the buildings in the ruins of the underground palace are old at a glance, at least more than 100000 years old.


    At the moment, everyone is looking around carefully, releasing their perception and searching for the baby.


    Shi Wenbin said to the many carefree Zongwu people behind him as he walked: "give me a bright spot in your eyes. Once you find any baby, give it to me immediately. Don''t worry. When you come back to the zongmen after you leave here, I will tell the patriarch. At that time, whoever finds the baby will reward you on merit."


    On both sides, Tao Tianming and Guo Wanlin are also explaining the martial artists of their respective sects to let them find the treasure and never hide it privately.


    Soon, a complete attic appeared not far away, and a faint wave of energy came from the attic.


    Shi Wenbin, Tao Tianming and Guo Wanlin gave orders immediately.


    At the next moment, several people from the three factions rushed into the attic.


    A moment later, a battle broke out in the attic. There was a continuous roar. After more than ten seconds, a total of more than a dozen people went in, but only two people came out. One was the Vientiane martial arts from the misty magic mansion, the other was the Vientiane martial arts from the Xiaoyao sect, and the people from the wind and Thunder Valley disappeared.


    "Where are the people in Fenglei Valley?" Guo Wanlin said angrily.


    "It''s not necessary to ask. Naturally, skills are inferior to people and die there." Shi Wenbin disdained.


    "Did you find any treasure?" Tao Tianming ignored Guo Wanlin, who was angry, and stared at the man who ran out of the attic.


    "Elder, the treasure was robbed by the boy. He is very powerful and killed all the people. If I hadn''t escaped quickly, I''m afraid I would have been poisoned by him."


    Hearing the speech, Tao Tianming vomited blood angrily. He glared at Shi Wenbin. "Old Shi, why don''t you give me an explanation today? Don''t blame me for being rude to you."


    "Explain, what do you want to explain? Do you want me to give you my baby?"


    Shi Wenbin was angry and funny, but he looked at the gray black short knife in his hand and couldn''t help frowning: "this should be a spirit knife refined by the above ancient secret method, but it''s a long time ago and lost its spirit. Alas, it''s a pity. If its spirit hadn''t been lost, this knife would definitely be a killing weapon and valuable."


    With that, he still didn''t give up, bit the tip of his tongue, and a drop of blood essence fell into the short knife. He wanted to have a try. Unexpectedly, as soon as the blood essence fell into the short knife, the short knife cracked with a click.


    "Ha ha, it''s just a piece of scrap metal. Look at your happiness." Guo Wanlin sneered, and finally felt more comfortable in his heart.


    "Well, let''s continue to explore. There should be a lot of babies here." Tao Tianming looked at Guo Wanlin and Shi Wenbin, and said, "guys, in order to reduce unnecessary casualties, how about we make a rule?"


    "What rules?"


    "It''s very simple. Whoever finds the baby next, we three martial arts sects can''t rob. Whoever dares to disobey will be killed without amnesty."


    "Yes." Shi Wenbin and Guo Wanlin agree, but this is what they say. Whether Tao Tianming, Shi Wenbin and Guo Wanlin understand that if there is any valuable baby next, there will definitely be a battle. Then whoever can get the baby depends on his ability.


    "Well, the underground palace is very big. We should all have a good harvest."


    "Come on, let''s not delay."


    While talking, the three schools of martial arts continued to March. Although Shi Wenbin got a short knife with no spirit, it did not quench their enthusiasm. They focused more and more on exploring where there might be treasures.


    In addition, in order to expand the search scope, Shi Wenbin, Guo Wanlin and Tao Tianming also divided the martial arts of their respective sects into several teams. Each team has dozens of people, led by a martial arts of heaven, man and environment, and went deep into different directions, while Shi Wenbin, Guo Wanlin and Tao Tianming respectively took several martial arts of heaven, man and environment in a straight line.


    "Now that you''re separated, I''ll break it one by one." a cold smile appeared on Yang Xuan''s lips, and dozens of people left quietly.


    This team is a martial artist of Xiaoyao sect, with a total of 70 or 80 people. They have the lowest cultivation and five heavy days in Zhengang territory. The highest cultivation is an old man in white. One day, they have seven heavy days in Renjing.


    Yang Xuan didn''t pay attention to these people at all, but he didn''t hurry to do it, just followed him slowly.


    Naturally, a group of free and unfettered martial arts practitioners do not know that a murderous God who regards human life as grass mustard is behind them. He is searching among the collapsed buildings on both sides of the road and can find something from time to time.


    Most of these things are spirit tools made from the above ancient secret methods. Occasionally, there are things such as secret skills and secret scripts. However, over the endless years, with all things poorly preserved, the loss of spirituality and decay, there is little value at all. Some things turn into powder when they are held in hand, which makes people heartache.


    In addition, there are a few pills, but also because of the age, the drug loss is serious, and it is estimated that taking them will not have any effect.


    After a long time, a group of Xiaoyao martial arts practitioners went deep into more than ten miles and searched many buildings, but only got a few incomplete secret scripts.


    Yang Xuan was like a ghost. He walked lightly behind without making a sound. No one in front was aware of his existence.


    At this time, a man in red said to the old man in white who reached the seventh heaven of heaven and man: "elder, let''s hurry to meet the elder. I don''t know what''s going on. My eyelids are always jumping. I always think something is staring at us."


    The man in red is no other than Liu Wenchang.


    Yang Xuan couldn''t help but eyebrow at his words and thought that the boy had the ability to predict danger.


    Shaking his head, Yang Xuan didn''t think much. He waved his purgatory sword and jumped up and began the hunting operation.


    Poof poof!


    A sword flashed, and the seven or eight people who walked in the back didn''t hum, so they were killed by him.


    "Damn it, there was a sneak attack." someone nearby screamed and retreated quickly.


    "Kill!" Yang Xuan drank softly. The purgatory sword swept across and stirred the flame soul. A huge flame sword roared out and swept over more than a dozen people. In the sound of poop poop poop, more than a dozen people died miserably and bled all over the ground.


    "Beast, you dare to kill my Xiaoyao sect disciple. I''ll cramp you and peel your skin." the old man in white bared his eyes and wanted to eat Yang Xuan.


    "The old guy has a big voice. I''m afraid you don''t have that ability." Yang Xuan shrugged and looked contemptuous. He didn''t boast. Now he can easily kill any martial artist below the border without using Zhenyuan.


    "How could it be you!" Liu Wenchang screamed like a ghost beside the old man in white. He never thought that Yang Xuan came to the underground palace and his strength was so terrible. One sword killed more than 20 martial artists of their Xiaoyao sect. Those people all had the cultivation accomplishments of Zhengang territory and Vientiane territory. They were so vulnerable in front of Yang Xuan.


    "Liu Wenchang, do you know him?" the old man in white glared at Liu Wenchang.


    "Recognize him, know him. His name is Yang Yan. Yes, he is a mining slave I caught from Bikong island." Liu Wenchang was sweating and stammering.


    "You say he''s a miner!?" the old man in white is full of black lines, angry and angry. He wants to slap Liu Wenchang to death. Where is a miner? He''s clearly an expert in jiuchongtian in Vientiane territory, and his strength is far better than his accomplishments.


    "Elder, let''s kill him and avenge the dead martial brothers." a group of Xiaoyao Zongwu people were shooting fire with their eyes. It was unforgivable that Yang Xuan killed more than 20 of their companions in a moment.


    "Don''t move, you''re not his opponent. I''ll kill him myself." the old man in white hurried to stop him. He is an expert in the seven heaven of heaven and man. Naturally, he can see Yang Xuan''s extraordinary. He knows that this group of disciples may not be Yang Xuan''s opponent. Even if he can kill Yang Xuan in the end, he will pay a heavy price.


    "If you want to kill me, you can put your horse to try." Yang Xuan said and walked towards the old man in white. He didn''t walk fast, but every step would improve his killing intention.


    "Madman, I''ll take you on the road now." the old man in white is murderous. He comes into the air and claps it with one palm. It''s a powerful secret skill. His palm''s yuan force is thin and turns into an incomparably concise palm strength. He hits Yang Xuan with great speed to kill Yang Xuan town.


    Yang Xuan was fearless. Last night, he successfully broke through the Ninth level of body quenching and Fu cultivation, and his body became stronger. Although he saw that the old man in white was cruel, he didn''t retreat. He swung his fist harder than steel and directly met the palm strength from the attack. It was as powerful as a fierce dragon breaking the sky.


    Boom!


    As soon as the palm strength collided with the fist, it trembled violently. There were cracks on it. Then it couldn''t bear the weight, broke inch by inch, and was blasted by the fist.