Chapter 102 Golden Corpse

In the illusion, Yan Qing led the old ghost Zhu all the way forward like a broken bamboo.

Senior brother Chu Tian said that he was at the peak of Waigang, but from Lu Fan's point of view, he was definitely more than that.

Faced with layers upon layers of tall and mighty stone puppets with various weapons in their hands, Yan Qing didn't even release his Gang Yi. But with a powerful punch in one hand, he rushed forward all the way, and these stone puppets couldn't stop his footsteps at all.

Lu Fan felt ashamed of his casual strolling appearance.

This Yan Qing, who looks a few years older than him, is really stronger than him. Lu Fan secretly estimated that he might have to break through to the Outer Gang Realm before he could compete with Yan Qing.

After watching for a while, Lu Fan and the others also looked away.

Lu Fan was slightly puzzled, the emptiness overlapped, reality and illusion. This kind of ability is not something that ordinary immortals can master.

Lu Fan remembered that this was something that at least a qi refiner in the Qiankun realm could do.

Could it be that this Immortal Qi Master has actually reached the Qiankun Realm?

Han Feng pursed his lips and said: "Blood Hand Yan Qing, I think that's it. He's just a little stronger than me. Sooner or later I will surpass him, um, sooner or later..."

After discussing secretly, the four continued to move forward.

This room is really too big, after walking for nearly an hour, a scary thing suddenly appeared in front of him.

Lu Fan and the others stopped in their tracks and gasped.

What came into view was a sea of ​​bones. Layers of white bones filled the room, and two stone pillars emerged from the bone pile.

The broken stone pillars looked as if they had been cut by countless weapons.

"Human bones are all human bones. How many people must have died. Could it be that this immortal qi master was besieged to death by the masters of the entire Martial Arts Academy?"

Han Feng sighed in admiration. Holding the Clear Water Changtian Sword lightly touched a bone.

The next moment, the bone actually shattered into powder.

Han Feng was taken aback and said, "What's going on."

The calmer senior brother Chu Tian squatted down and touched the bone meal lightly. Then take a closer look at all the bones. Chu Tian said coldly: "It's not caused by too long time, but these people were stripped of their skin and flesh in an instant, leaving only their bones. But their bones were all shattered. They just kept the shape before death That's all."

Senior brother Chu Xing also squatted down, pointed to a corpse inside and said: "Did you see that corpse? The skeleton is almost turning golden. At least it is also a warrior in the Tiangang realm. There is also that one, which is covered by bones after death. Seven-colored light, there is no doubt about the master of immortal energy."

Han Feng exclaimed: "This is impossible. Didn't it mean that the owner of this mansion is also a master of immortal energy. One, two, three, four."

Han Feng counted forward, according to what Senior Brother Chu Xing said. Among the piles of bones, there are at least a dozen warriors in the Heavenly Gang Realm, and five or six Immortal Qi masters.

With such power, it would not be a problem to attack the Martial Arts Academy.

But now, they all died here, and were still killed by one blow. It's just unbelievable.

Senior Brother Chu Tian lightly touched a corpse, and in an instant, a piece of bone shattered into powder like spreading ripples. If only the bones were broken into powder, it would be fine, and the weapons piled up next to the bones would also be broken into powder.

Lu Fan was stunned, and said in a daze, "It takes such a terrifying power to do it."

Chu Tian said: "Even the venerables in the Qiankun realm may not be able to do it. What is certain is that the owner of this mansion is by no means just a master of immortal energy."

Lu Fan and the others nodded in agreement.

Stepping forward, deep pits began to appear one after another on the black stone slab under his feet, and spider-like patterns spread around.

Only then could Lu Fan see clearly the texture of the stone slabs under his feet. Lu Fan recognized the bright red shining in the middle of the stone slab.

These stones are all top grade ink stones.

The most common black stone can be transformed into a test tool that allows warriors to fight around without any problems. The top-quality ink stone has terrifying toughness and the ability to heal itself.

But now, there are deep pits that cannot be recovered on these top-quality ink stones.

One can imagine how earth-shattering that battle was.

Brother Chu Tian looked at the deep pits and said, "It seems that they didn't come in by themselves. They were dragged in by a powerful force. See if there are any traces, these people are all planning to flee .Unfortunately, none of them had time to escape. They were all left behind, and all their dying forces blasted down into the ground."

Brother Chu Tian was like an old man with extremely rich combat experience, explaining to Lu Fan and others what might happen to each trace at that time. From time to time, senior brother Chu Xing could add a few sentences. Lu Fan suddenly understood.

Lu Fan is now a little curious about the origins of senior brothers Chu Tian and Chu Xing. They are not a few years older than him, so why do they have such vicious eyes and experience.

Han Feng next to him seemed to have seen through Lu Fan's thoughts, lowered his voice, and said, "Junior Brother Lu Fan, you must be surprised, haha, I told you all. People in the Yuanyuan have a little secret."

Lu Fan nodded approvingly.

Finally, Senior Brother Chu Tian stopped in his footsteps, and a corpse kneeling on one knee came into view in front of him.

Unlike other corpses, this one looks very hard.

Han Feng stepped forward and stabbed the corpse with his sword, only to hear a few crisp sounds. But the bones didn't move.

"Oh, there is one that hasn't turned into powder."

Han Feng laughed out loud.

Senior Brother Chu Tian said: "I'm afraid he is the guy who made this move."

Lu Fan's eyes fell on the right hand of the corpse.

I saw a small black tower on his right hand, about half a foot long, and the color was pitch black. Although it looks ordinary, it is exquisitely carved and lifelike. If you look closely, the patterns on it seem to be alive.

Intuition tells Lu Fan that this is a good thing.

But Lu Fan, who was alert, didn't directly reach for it.

Suddenly, Lu Fan felt his belt tremble slightly.

Reaching out and swiping inside, Lu Fan immediately found that Shifang Ding was trembling desperately.

Holding the ten-square cauldron in his hand, the transparent cauldron shook violently like it was going crazy.

Lu Fan frowned, not understanding what was going on.

Senior Brother Han Feng circled around the corpse, looked around again, and said, "How do I feel that the one move that killed so many people was released by him."

Chu Tiandao: "Your observation ability has improved. That's right. He should have released it."

Han Feng said: "So, this guy must be very good in front of him. Let me take a look."

Han Feng stepped forward and knocked on the head of the corpse.

The next moment, the hall was suddenly shaken, and the golden corpse suddenly moved.