In the middle of the night, everyone rested.
Taking advantage of the silence in the dead of night, Xia Ping used the mask of no phase to hide his breath, merged into the void, and quietly left his yard and headed to the inner hall of the treasure house.
Along the way, no one knew about Xia Ping's passing and leaving, even if the Teutonic Elder and other strong men did not notice it, this is the magic of the innate magic weapon of the Wuxiang Mask, which is close to the power of the law.
After a day of understanding, Xia Ping speculated and knocked, and finally learned the difference between the inner hall and the outer hall.
Although it is said to be the inner hall and the outer hall, in fact they are not in the same place at all.
The two treasury palaces are separated by layers of space, constantly distorted, surrounded by forbidden formations, and ordinary people will be spotted immediately if they get closer.
And if you are not proficient in restraining the formation of hair, you will always be lost in this spatial maze, and you will never be able to come out.
The magic of the inner temple, even the Teutonic elder who has lived for tens of thousands of years, is not too clear. It is a taboo place for the saints to set foot, and one of the most important places of the fantasy race.
If ordinary people face this situation and give up long ago, this is an impossible forbidden area to enter.
But Xia Ping was different. He used the golden black eyes of hell to see through the forbidden formation here, and saw countless flaws in the forbidden, which he easily avoided.
The so-called spatial maze could not stop him at all.
Whoosh!
After half an hour, Xia Ping flickered and escaped into the void. He easily jumped through layers of space, surpassed countless traps, and finally reached the inner hall.
"Is this the inner temple of the treasure house?"
With a swish, Xia Ping jumped out of the space mezzanine and came to the square of a luxurious palace. He carefully hid in the depths of the void, secretly observing this place.
I saw that the inner hall of the treasure house seemed to be in a separate space, it was a small plane world, and the entire palace occupies a small plane world.
The walls of this golden palace are simply copper walls and iron walls. They seem to be made of cosmic-level rare materials. The hardness is comparable to the sacred artifacts, and ordinary forces cannot break it.
It is estimated that a full blow of the low-grade holy artifacts can only leave some traces on the wall.
The most important thing is that one after another forbidden formations are engraved around the wall, communicating the power of countless dimensions, and they are all integrated. Trying to break a wall is the restraining power that needs to deal with the entire palace.
This also increased the defense of the entire palace to a heinous level, as if it were a tortoise shell without any gaps.
At this moment, the door of the inner hall was closed tightly, and there was not even a guard around, and no one else was in or out of this place. The door was tightly guarded and the door was cold, and it seemed that it would never receive guests.
Generally speaking, only saints or those who have obtained great merits are eligible to enter the inner temple. Such people may not have one for a long time, so it is not as lively as the outer temple.
"It doesn't seem to be so difficult to get in."
Xia Ping touched his chin. Although the inner hall had many restrictions and was like a copper wall and iron wall, for the average person, this was simply a situation of helplessness.
But he was different. There was a golden slime on his body. It had the characteristic of being nothing but swallowing. As long as it was willing, it could swallow any material.
Even the walls of this palace are no exception.
The problem is that if you want to enter the inner temple of the treasure house, it is not only the existence of these forbidden formations, but also some old monsters.
"There are saints suppressing this place."
Xia Ping squinted his eyes, his Hell Golden Crow saw through the void, his deep gaze penetrated the countless forbidden formations inside the palace, and no wall could block his gaze.
He immediately sensed more than a dozen powerful auras in the depths of the inner temple of the treasure house, at least of the level of the ancient saints, as well as the middle ancient saints, and even the ancient saints.
This is simply Longtan Tiger's Den.
It can be said that the most powerful defensive force in this treasure house is not these forbidden formations, but some terrifying old monsters guarding the treasure house.
If you try to break in, these old monsters will soon find their tracks and launch a thunderous blow that will beat him to death.
He clearly remembered that he had dealt with a near ancient saint before, and even if it was just the aftermath of the attack, he was severely injured. This was an irresistible force.
If a Medieval Saint, or even a Primordial Saint, would take action, then he would be dead, and there wouldn't be enough lives to die.
"Sure enough, there are many magic weapons in this place."
Xia Ping drooled as he watched the situation in the inner hall.
He found that the inner hall was divided into ninety-nine areas, and each area seemed to have placed some cosmic-level magic weapons, including low-grade sacred artifacts, middle-grade sacred artifacts, and even high-grade sacred artifacts.
In addition, it seems that some areas have also placed cosmic-level rare materials.
For example, the tone stone that he desperately desires, placed in one of the areas, is simply piled up like a mountain, exuding bursts of wonderful sound wave power from time to time.
If he could obtain these tone stones, he could immediately forge the chaotic clock into a sacred instrument.
"No, you can't be impulsive, you must think of a way to transfer these old monsters away, or you won't have any chance at all. As soon as you enter, I'm afraid they will be torn apart by these old monsters."
Xia Ping touched his chin and suppressed his eager heart. He thought about the feasibility of this matter.
If you want these old monsters guarding the treasures to leave, you need a major event that can shock the fantasy race up and down, forcing them to leave the inner hall and participate in the battle.
In this way, he has the opportunity to enter the inner temple and search for it, and obtain infinite benefits.
He couldn't imagine how much his wealth would skyrocket if all these treasures were searched.
"By the way, if I tell about the collusion between the fantasy race and the abyss monsters, or even the location of the fantasy race’s lair, then the fantasy race will be dead, and it will definitely be met by the human race and even the heavens. The siege of the tribe."
Xia Ping knew that colluding with the Abyssal Demon was an unforgivable felony in the universe. No matter which race it was, he hated traitors the most. They all wanted to get rid of them.
I remember that the abyssal monsters in the Primordial Era brought great catastrophes to the entire universe. Although ordinary people have forgotten such bitter lessons, those saints who have lived for so many years will not forget them.
They always remember the horror of the abyss monsters to prevent the abyss monsters from coming back.
There is actually a race and the abyss monster colluding together, I am afraid it will immediately cause thunder anger.
If they don't know this, it's fine. Once they know it, the phantom clan can't eat it, even if it is immortal, it will have to suffer heavy losses, and it will be light to lose one layer.
Whoosh!
Thinking of this, Xia Ping immediately left the inner hall silently. He had already obtained enough information, and all that was left was to start the next step of the plan.