The three real-level casual cultivators rushed to the altar almost at the same time. Instead of joining forces to break the restrictions on the sarcophagus, they suddenly drew their swords and started killing each other.
Faced with the inheritance of a cave world, who doesn’t want to monopolize it, and who is willing to share it with others
The ugliness of human nature is on full display at this moment.
Two of the three casual cultivators fell quickly. They were all severely wounded on the side by sharp weapons. When they plotted against others, they were also plotted against by others. The guy who survived by chance was not lucky, but more sinister. The moment he rushed to the altar, the other two casual cultivators rushed forward according to the inertia, but he deliberately fell half a step behind and severely injured the other two casual cultivators from behind. But he avoided the two counterattacks.
Many times, surviving to the end is not because you are the strongest, or because you have better luck than others, or because good people are rewarded, but because you are more sinister and despicable than others. This is the saying that good people don't live long, and bad people cause trouble for thousands of miles. How can you survive among a group of demons if you are not evil or ruthless
"Hahaha, the inheritance of this cave world is mine!"
The surviving casual cultivators laughed loudly. They were middle-aged with hawk-nosed and horse-faced faces, their eyes were shining brightly, and they were experienced and sophisticated. Learning from the first adventurer's lesson, he didn't pounce directly on the sarcophagus. Instead, he flew up and kicked the corpse of a casual cultivator onto the sarcophagus.
The poisonous mist on the sarcophagus immediately spread up and rolled, and the casual cultivator who had just died immediately turned into a skeleton. At the same time, after the impact, the lid of the sarcophagus moved half an inch and shook even more violently.
A strong wind sounded, and the middle-aged man with an eagle nose flew up again and kicked the body of another casual cultivator away.
Boom! There was a muffled sound, the gap in the sarcophagus lid became wider, and a flash of green light emerged from the sarcophagus. Through this gap, a three-inch-long plant appeared in front of people's eyes. It was somewhat similar to bamboo. Its whole body was green and green, as if it were made of green crystal, but its roots and leaves exuded vigorous vitality. It was obviously not a dead thing.
what is that
A bamboo
People were a little dumbfounded. Who would have thought that the inheritance of the Dongtian World was actually a bamboo
"Do it, let's go together!"
"Get away, this treasure is mine!"
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Unexpectedly, someone reacted quickly and flew towards the altar.
Murong Zhuifeng said nothing and ignored the pursuit of the bloody Ye Chuan. He turned around and rushed towards the altar at the end of the hall. "Mr. Murong, Mr. Murong..." Liu Hong stamped her feet, glared at Ye Chuan fiercely, and turned to follow. Such a good opportunity, but she couldn't kill Ye Chuan even after this, she felt so resentful in her heart!
The eagle-nosed middle-aged man on the altar also reacted and swooped forward to reach for the green bamboo in the sarcophagus, trying to get it first.
The poisonous mist that enveloped the sarcophagus rolled up again, submerging the body of the eagle-nosed middle-aged man. A shrill scream rang out. This casual cultivator survived the massacre, but died in the poisonous mist. Every inch of his flesh and blood was corroded away. His fate was worse than that of the other two casual cultivators.
The horrifying scene did not scare away many adventurers. More people rushed to the altar, treasures were unearthed, and many people went crazy and even risked their lives. Some people don't believe in evil, or they use their strength to attack with bare hands; some people find hooks from nowhere to take out the treasures from the sarcophagus; some people use flying swords to directly attack the sarcophagus to break the poisonous mist attached to it. Restrictions, everyone shows their magical powers.
Murong Zhuifeng rushed forward, Tuoba Xiong and Feng Ren were not willing to be left behind, and the altar was in chaos.
Ye Chuan did not pounce, remaining calm and collected as always. Just looking at the green bamboo in the sarcophagus from a distance, his eyes gradually became hot, and he murmured to himself, "Yanzhu, that is the legendary ancient smoked bamboo..."
When they first saw the green bamboo in the sarcophagus, people were a little dumbfounded, but Ye Chuan became excited and remembered a dusty memory.
Like Tianlong rice, smoked bamboo is also a legendary ancient spiritual object. During the day, it is green and exudes vigorous vitality, making people feel refreshed and practicing with half the effort. At night or in a dark place, or there is something special In this situation, poisonous smoke will be emitted, killing people invisible.
It is said that by picking the jade dew from the bamboo leaves and mixing them with the leaves, you can also make intoxicating hookah or smoked bamboo pills. There is an old folk song in Tianhuo Continent, which states that one does not seek glory, wealth, or immortality, but only seeks a pipe of hookah in the bamboo forest. This hookah refers to the legendary smoked bamboo, but to this day, no one knows the exact meaning.
"This smoke bamboo seedling is mine!" Ye Chuan stood motionless, his eyes getting brighter and brighter, indifferent to the injuries on his body.
He looked down upon ordinary heaven-level techniques and treasures, but the green bamboo in the sarcophagus made him excited. If they are captured and planted together with Tianlong Mi, there will be two real ancient spiritual beings in this life. There is no benefit at the moment, but when the harvest comes, the benefits will be unimaginable!
"Elder brother, what did you say?"
Zhu Sijia rushed over and quickly bandaged Ye Chuan's wounds. Looking at the bloody wounds on his body, his eyes suddenly turned red. She doesn't want any treasures, or even the inheritance of the cave world. She is satisfied as long as Ye Chuan is fine. "Elder brother, let's go. Let's leave quickly while they are fighting!"
Zhu Sijia, who used to be fearless in all the wind, fire and fire, was really afraid. She was afraid that Murong Zhuifeng would turn around and cut Ye Chuan in half with a knife. The sharpness of the heavenly sword is truly rare in the world.
"Isn't it a pity to leave now? The inheritance of the cave world..." Fatty muttered softly.
Just now, he was more nervous than anyone else, wishing he could stay as far away from this side hall as possible. Now, when I see the green bamboo in the sarcophagus, I can't take my eyes away, and I feel a little resigned to it.
"It's not a pity to leave now, it's a great pity. Fatty, let's leave first, and you stay. If you don't grab your things, you will never return to Yunwu Sect. We will wait for you outside Dongtian World." Ye Chuan said with a smile on his lips. Slightly upturned, with a half-smile on his face.
The fat man's body trembled and he reacted, "Let's go, let's go now, Senior Brother, get out of here right now, hurry up!"
Recalling how powerful Murong Zhui Feng was, the fat man's calves became weak and he was the first to walk towards the door of the side hall. After walking a few steps, he found that Ye Chuan was standing still and did not follow him. He actually refused to leave.
"Jiajia, you and Fatty go first." Ye Chuan put away his smile and ordered in a serious voice.
"Elder brother, what about you?" Zhu Sijia understood what Ye Chuan meant, but she couldn't help but ask, begging Ye Chuan to come with him.
"I won't go back to the Yunwu Sect until we grab the contents of the sarcophagus. Let's go!" Ye Chuan waved his hand and took out the Incinerator. The wounds on his body were still oozing blood, but his eyes were fixed on it. The altar at the end of the hall.
Just now, when faced with Murong Zhuifeng's ferocious attack, he had always dodged without using the Burning Heaven Furnace, and had not risked his life to fight. Now, seeing that the treasure in the sarcophagus turned out to be a smoke bamboo, he was about to risk his life.
"Okay, we'll wait for you outside, Senior Brother, you must come out alive, I'll wait for you!"
Zhu Sijia gritted her teeth, feeling extremely reluctant to part with it, but she still turned around and rushed towards the gate of the side hall. Seeing that Ye Chuan had already made up his mind, she said nothing more and could only pray for him silently.