Junior sister slandered me, the Drunken Swordsman, I cut through the gate of heaven with one sword

Almost all the monks who entered here were teleported into the palace. For a moment, everyone was confused and didn’t know what was going on.

Why does it appear here.

They were clearly looking for treasure again, but when they opened their eyes again, they came here.

Before anyone could react, a dark and powerful voice rang out in the void.

"Congratulations on coming to this palace. I am the owner of this palace. I am very happy to see so many young people coming here again after ten thousand years."

"The palace, which has been silent for ten thousand years, has finally come alive. I am so pleased. Although this is only a remnant of my soul, it is a pleasure to see you fighting for the magic weapon."

Ye Qian'an also heard the sound, but deep inside he was in a separate space, with no one around.

"Who is this guy? Has he been planning this all along?"

Ye Qian'an said secretly in his heart.

When I first came here, I wanted to use the palace here to set up a formation, but I didn't expect to be attracted here in an instant, and was sent to an unknown place by the will of this place.

Such strength is no less than that of the old man he met before, Park Nam-ja.

"Don't be confused or panic, because everything in this palace is fake. Anyone who touches the things here will be banned and killed. This is also a game for fun.

I like this feeling very much, so the things behind are all true. There are only a handful of people who can enter this place in millions of years. This is just to play with you. "

"Youngsters, you are welcome to explore for treasures here. Whoever survives to the end will get something more important. Remember, do not damage the buildings here... Oh, sorry, you don't have the strength to do so."

Such contemptuous words made everyone extremely angry. They were even more suspicious of who this person was. He actually called a Golden Immortal a junior. Could he be a strong man in the Saint realm?
Ye Qian'an withdrew his spiritual sense, looked at the huge room, and then stepped forward. The things here were all wrapped in special energy and it was impossible to take them out.

And the voice just now has already said that it touches death.

Ye Qian'an is not a fool. He would not touch these fictitious things. As for whether what comes next is true, it depends on the thoughts of the master of this place.

The space here is extremely large, and everything nearby is full of restrictions. If you are not careful, you may die.

Ye Qian'an walked forward along the bluestone road. Fortunately, he did not encounter any danger on the road. Soon he came to a hall. The hall here was extremely magnificent. Hanging on the beams were all ultimate magic weapons, as if telling the glory of the master of this place during his lifetime.

In the center of the hall stands a stone tablet with tremendous energy. Runes are engraved on the stone tablet. Looking closely, it should be the skills left behind by the strong people here.

"Heavenly Spirit Sword Technique?"

Ye Qian'an was a little curious. Just when he was about to observe carefully, a deafening explosion suddenly came from behind him, and then the heaven and earth began to tremble completely at this moment.

"Shut up!" Ye Qian'an flashed and slapped his hands hard. Several Golden Immortal powerhouses in front of him were instantly knocked back hundreds of feet away.

Mang Ning roared, "Ye Qian'an, I finally caught you!" Ye Qian'an put one hand behind his back and held the sword in his right hand, saying, "My fellow Taoists are really persistent. You have chased me all the way here."

"My son, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't have come here. Now even if we can't get out, we will make sure you die without a burial place, otherwise I won't be able to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Ye Qian'an looked at Qin Wuhen and the others. He never thought that they would come here.

Qin Wuhen walked over, sighed, and told Ye Qian'an what had happened. It was obvious that this was all the palace's fault, otherwise how could they allow all the people here to set foot in this place.

The Golden Immortal of Liuyun Sword Sect said: "Fellow Daoist Ye Qian'an, we are not interested in the Demon Blood Blade, the treasure of the Ghost Vine, the young master of the Corpse Yin Sect, on you. As long as you hand over all the magic weapons and elixirs, I will protect you."

"Old ghost Yue Yan, do you want to become an enemy of my Corpse Yin Sect?"

Mang Ning asked somewhat unhappily.

"Hehe." Yue Yan replied calmly: "Our Liuyun Sword Sect has always been isolated from your Corpse Yin Sect. Now I am just collecting protection fees."

"you wanna die!"

Ye Qian'an said at this time: "I'm sorry, fellow Taoists, the magic weapon is already mine, and I really don't know how to write these three words in my life."

Upon hearing this, Yue Yan's face darkened instantly, and he said with anger in his eyes: "Ye Qian'an, don't refuse a toast! I was kind enough to protect you, but you are so ungrateful."

After saying that, the sword energy on his body suddenly burst out and swept towards Ye Qian'an like a surging wave. The air around him was cut by the sharp sword energy and made a hissing sound.

Seeing this, Mang Ning mocked him, "Yue Yan, I think you have lost your mind. How can Ye Qian'an be obedient? Do you think he will be scared by your words? Don't be so self-indulgent. Think about how to get out of this damn place."

Ye Qian'an faced Yue Yan's attack without changing his expression. He gently swung the Fengming Sword in his hand, and a golden sword energy met Yue Yan's attack. The two collided with each other, bursting out with a dazzling light and a deafening roar.

After the light faded, Ye Qian'an did not move at all. "Fellow Daoist Yue Yan, I appreciate your kindness, but these treasures are of great use to me, and I will never give them up."

Qin Wuhen frowned slightly when he saw this. "Everyone, we are trapped in this palace now. There are many dangers outside and many restrictions inside. If we kill each other, it will only benefit the owner of this palace. Why don't we put aside our prejudices and work together to find a way out and treasures, and then make plans after leaving this place?"

Mang Ning snorted coldly, "Qin Wuhen, you are talking lightly. This Ye Qian'an is holding a treasure, who can guarantee that he won't stab us in the back?"

Ye Qi'an sneered and said, "Old ghost Mang Ning, don't judge others by your own standards. I, Ye Qi'an, have always acted uprightly, but you have been pursuing me relentlessly with evil intentions."

At this moment, the restrictions in the palace suddenly flashed with strange light, as if they were triggered by their fight.

Everyone was shocked and became alert.

Qin Wuhen took the opportunity to say: "Let's ignore these things for now. The restrictions in this palace are getting more and more weird. Let's figure out what's going on first, otherwise we will all die here."

(End of this chapter)