Chapter 552: Chaos

"Haha, I made a fortune..."

"Oh my god, there are so many elves, have you discovered some Supreme Spirit Mine?"

"There is actually a Buddhist scripture hall here, that's great..."

The surroundings of the underground palace are already in chaos. Their appetites were whetted by the Wusheng Sword Mound. They rushed into the underground palace exhaustedly, their hearts were already on fire. When they saw the Spiritual Spirit Mine or something, their eyes turned red, and their excitement was beyond words.

What did they want to find this Wusheng Sword Tomb before?

Isn't it just for strange treasures, magical medicines, scrolls and so on?

Now that I entered this underground palace, I found that there are all of them. Although there are no strange treasures from ancient times, there are endless elves. The purple spirits look much more dazzling than the strange treasures;

Although there are no magic medicines that grow as thick as a human waist in legends, there are countless treasure medicines and magic pills. The quality may be worse, but the quantity is countless times more...

I haven't seen the Dao scroll or anything, but there are so many magical and profound methods in the scripture hall?

God, did that ancient sword demon snatch Langya Pavilion back then?

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It is precisely because of this that before entering the underground palace, it was crazy enough, and after entering the underground palace, it became even crazier.

Among so many people, of course, many people realized that something was wrong, thinking that this underground palace is completely different from the Wusheng Sword Tomb they imagined, but so what, there are treasures everywhere, if you think about life here, others will grab it!

Rumble!

The underground palace, which was originally well-defended, is now completely messed up.

All the clan guards had despaired eyes, unable to raise their fighting spirit.

Compared with the crazy and numerous monks, their aura is weaker, especially since the imperial palace array has been destroyed, they are almost powerless to fight back. Now they can only protect some key resources in a hurry, but they don’t care about the others at all. They seem to be left there for the monks to grab.

But they don't want to get out, some shrewd old monsters, with high cultivation base and high vision, have taken a fancy to the important treasures that are closely guarded by them, one by one sneaking around, trying to figure out what's inside.

In the madness, if the only ones who are still somewhat calm are some people in Chengtian Sword Dao.

In a certain cave in the underground palace, looking at the mountains of spirits piled up inside, Young Master Chengtian also had a smile on his face, but he clearly didn’t have the fanaticism and excitement in the eyes of others. His fingers slowly passed through the spirits, feeling the cool and smooth touch, he sighed lowly, grabbed a handful and looked at them, and said with a soft smile: "They are all good things!"

Elder Fei You next to him had a gloomy expression, and said in a low voice: "Young Master, there are indeed many rare treasures here, but there is absolutely no possibility that they are Wusheng Sword Tomb, but it looks like some kind of orthodox storehouse. It seems that the leader of the Six Paths did not tell the truth in front of us!"

Young Master Chengtian stood up with a smile, and said: "Of course this is not the Wusheng Sword Tomb, just outside the underground palace, I already guessed, if this is really the Wusheng Sword Tomb, how could it be possible for Xijianchi to have only so few people stationed here, and how could the large formation they used to prevent us from entering the underground palace be so dilapidated that it could not withstand a light blow?"

Seeing the calm look of Young Master Chengtian, the elder Feiyou couldn't help but frowned, and said: "We believed in this kid, so we used all our connections to arouse all the old monsters on this snowfield, as well as the Taoist system we are hiding in, and made such a big battle. Now that the general trend has come, this Wusheng Sword Tomb is fake. What should we do?"

"What should be?"

Young Master Chengtian smiled lightly, and said: "Even if this is not the Wusheng Sword Tomb, the good things are real. Each of these orthodoxy who came with us will make a fortune. It may not be worse than the real Wusheng Sword Tomb. Get it first and then talk about it!"

Arriving here, the Elder You Ming next to him couldn't bear it any longer, and said, "But...our hidden disease in the way of the sword..."

Young Master Chengtian glanced at him indifferently, Elder You Ming immediately shut his mouth.

Elder Feiyou also looked around vigilantly, making sure that no one was nearby to hear their conversation, and then he returned, and said to Young Master Chengtian, "Young Master, these resources are certainly good, but what is more important to us is how to solve our hidden disease problem. That child silently wrote down the sword scripture written by Ling Zhao in Liujue Palace. Can the Young Master understand it thoroughly?"

Hearing this, the elders around were all concerned.

"There is nothing to comprehend!"

Young Master Chengtian just smiled lightly, and said noncommittally: "I've read the Sword Sutra, and it's just empty talk. Although there are some ideas that seem to solve our problems, there is no specific method, and it is still nonsense after all. However, this also confirms our guess. The monk of the Yujianzong named Ling Zhao did enter Wusheng Sword Tomb back then, and even saw the inheritance left by the third sword demon. That's why he had those insights, otherwise he... "

He paused slightly, shook his head, and said, "He definitely doesn't have that ability!"

When the other elders heard this, the expressions on their faces became more anxious, and each of them seemed hesitant to speak.

"Now you don't have to worry, eat the fat you got first!"

Young Master Chengtian laughed and said: "Anyway, the leader of the Six Paths is in our hands, why worry about him not handing over the real map?"

Several elders looked at each other and nodded secretly.

"Yes, that child needs our protection now, and there is no way out!"

"By the way, you have to watch him, but you can't let people kill him..."

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"Fang Yuan, are you satisfied with causing such a catastrophe?"

And outside the underground palace today, amidst the chaos, there are indeed people chasing and killing Fang Yuan.

Among them were the old woman in gold robes from the Lu family, Hu Daoist who guarded the underground palace and other Nascent Infant Daxiu, as well as the digital white robes who washed the sword pond. The masters of the major families all looked at Fang Yuan with hatred.

At this time, Fang Yuan was seriously injured, but he could only clenched his teeth and struggled to support himself.

Cheng Tian Sword Dao discussed this plan with him, but he must be allowed to stir up this matter. He knew that there was Cheng Tian Sword Dao's careful thinking in it, and for the sake of the overall situation, he did his best to bear it.

The golden-robed old lady of the Lu family, and Hu Daoist who guarded the underground palace were all entangled by the two Nascent Souls of Chengtian Sword Dao, and had no time to attack him.

Fang Yuan knew in his heart that this should be Cheng Tian Jian Dao intentionally making himself suffer.

Perhaps, I couldn't bear it, and when I cried out for help, someone would come forward to save me.

But now, he just gritted his teeth and struggled alone.

Fortunately, there are monks from all walks of life coming and going around now, and it is a mess, which helps him share some pressure.

"Wow..."

There is a white robe surnamed Lu from Xijianchi slashing at him with a sword from a distance, and shouting in hatred: "At the third snow line, I advised you to cherish your feathers and not to mix with these demons. Now you are indeed possessed, colluding with demons and causing such chaos. I really think that you have stepped on that evil path. With these demons working together with you, you can be safe and free, and you can be at ease?"

boom!

Fang Yuan emitted a blue light and defeated the sword light, but he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

He lowered his head and took a few breaths, then raised his head, with an unspeakable tiredness on his face, desperately raised his sword, swayed several sword lights, gritted his teeth, and shouted in a low voice: "You have been calling me a monster and colluding with monsters, so what are you doing? If I don't use their strength, how can I expose your scandal?"

This was the first time he answered after being besieged for a long time, which made those people startled.

"you……"

After a slight pause, someone drank again: "It's already at this point, how can you have the confidence to say us, we just want to save a chance, and it's human nature, but you, you want to kill us, but take advantage of these monsters?"

Someone even yelled, flew up, raised a flying sword in mid-air, and slashed at Fang Yuan head-on. The voice accompanied the flying sword: "The evil sword lineage has obtained this resource, and its momentum will grow. At that time, I don't know how many people will die under their sword. Fang Yuan, remember, at that time, there must be a cause and effect for you among the cries and howls of these innocent souls!"

After hearing these words, Fang Yuan fell silent, but sacrificed several jade slips to save his life.

Under the defense of the jade slips, he raised his head and looked around. He could see pieces of monks coming from afar and rushing into the underground palace, and countless monks rushed out of the underground palace ecstatically, like ants, eating up the huge monster of the underground palace. He also understood that it seemed that all the resources had fallen into the hands of monk Xueyuan. Taoist.

That is to say, most of these materials have indeed reached the hands of Chengtian Kendo...

It's no wonder that these people would say this about themselves, in their view, they are indeed helping Chengtian Sword Dao to seek benefits!

However, they still underestimated themselves...

Fang Yuan took a deep breath, took another sword strike, and felt tightness in his chest.

"It should be coming soon..."

Ignoring the signs of his old injury, he turned his head and glanced to the south.

In my heart, I was also a little anxious...