Destiny Martial God

In the plum blossom forest, in front of the wooden house!

Yu Haoran, who used self-regulation to put aside all distractions, cast his eyes on the earth house in front of him, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

After all, when the tower spirit persuaded him to agree to the second request made by Qian Yuanjin, he mentioned that there was an opportunity in the relics of the old man Meihua that could help the second clone to advance to the formation emperor.

At the same time, the tower spirit, who forcibly dispelled the worries brought by the ancient demons, also looked at the wooden house with expectation in his eyes.

Because he had heard people say before the destruction of the Middle Ages that the old man Meihua had a fragment of an innate treasure in his hand, he wanted to see which innate treasure bred by chaos had fallen into such a tragic end.

"Emperor Yu Dan, I wonder if you can suppress or take away the bones of the old man Meihua?"

Even though the originally lifelike old man Meihua turned into a gloomy skeleton because of the loss of the two Zhenhai beads that kept his body immortal, the terrifying momentum belonging to the peak realm of the quasi-martial god did not weaken at all.

So, when he saw Yu Haoran's attention was on the earth house, Qian Bumai, who also wanted to enter the wooden house to look for opportunities, couldn't help but ask.

Tower Spirit, can you put the bones of the old man Meihua into the domain tower? "After hearing Qian Bumai's request, Yu Haoran turned his head to look at the gloomy white bones, and then discussed with the tower spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Of course!"

While nodding in response, the tower spirit directly mobilized the power of the domain tower, and then easily put the bones of the old man Meihua into the domain tower.

"Thank you, Emperor Yu Dan, for your help." Without the terrifying aura of the gloomy white bones, Qian Bumai flashed in front of Yu Haoran and thanked him excitedly.

"Senior Bumai, you're welcome!"

After a simple response, Yu Haoran walked to the front of the wooden house, and Qian Bumai hurriedly followed.

However, just when Yu Haoran stretched out his hand to push open the wooden door of the wooden house, the tower spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly stopped him.

"Yu Haoran, wait! "

"Tower Spirit, what's wrong?" Yu Haoran asked in confusion, retracting his left hand that wanted to push the wooden house open.

"This wooden house is made of black gold and green wood, which can block the prying of divine thoughts below the realm of martial gods, so before knowing the specific situation in the wooden house, you should make adequate defense preparations. "

"Okay!"

While nodding in response to Tower Spirit's suggestion, Yu Haoran turned his head and reminded Qian Bumai.

"Senior Bumai, neither you nor I know whether there is any danger in the wooden house, so before entering the wooden house, I hope you can make adequate defenses. "

"Thank you for the reminder, Emperor Yu Dan! "

After thanking him gratefully, Qian Bumai immediately took out a defensive magic weapon of the lower grade of the Venerable Realm, and mobilized all his own Yuanli and soul power to form a defensive shield.

Yu Haoran also reactivated the defense of the Ancestral Witch's body and the Ruyi Bell, and waited until the tower spirit used his divine thoughts to arrange the defensive shield, then stretched out his hand and slowly pushed open the wooden door.

Just when the wooden house was just pushed open a crack, an unimaginable sharp sword energy almost tore the defensive shield arranged by the tower spirit's divine thoughts, and also made Qian Bumai, who could not withstand the bombardment of the sharp sword energy, screamed and was thrown a hundred meters away.

"Senior Bumai, are you okay!" Yu Haoran, whose face changed, flashed and appeared a hundred meters away, and caught Qian Bumai in time because he was severely injured in an instant and could not mobilize his Yuanli and soul power, and then asked anxiously.

"Puff...! "

After spitting out three mouthfuls of blood in succession, Qian Bumai, whose face was as pale as paper, finally came to his senses.

Then, he endured the severe pain caused by the sharp sword energy in his body, and said with a wry smile.

"Emperor Yu Dan, I am afraid that I can't accompany you into the wooden house next time!"

Helped Qian Bumai to sit cross-legged, and took out two third-level and ninth-grade Seven Treasures Soul-Restoring Pills, and comforted him after taking one.

"Senior Bumai, don't worry. If there are treasures in the wooden house that can improve the cultivation of the formation, or jade slips of inheritance, I will definitely leave one for you."

"Thank you Yu Dan..., puff!"

After hearing Yu Haoran's assurance, Qian Bumai immediately wanted to bow and thank him, but the injuries in his body and the damage caused by the residual sword energy made him spit out a mouthful of blood before he could even finish his words.

"Senior Bumai, just focus on healing your wounds, don't think too much, and don't do too much! "Immediately reaching out to press his shoulder, Yu Haoran said with concern.

Then, he stood up and walked back to the wooden door of the wooden house. Looking at the wooden door that was closed again, he asked the tower spirit with a serious expression.

"Tower spirit, do you know the origin of that sharp sword energy just now?"

"If my guess is correct, it should be one of the four swords of Zhuxian, the innate treasure refined by Tongtian Zhenren, the third disciple of Guiguzi. "Recalling the breath of the sharp sword energy just now, the tower spirit said with a little sadness.

"Tower spirit, it seems that you need to use your body domain tower for defense."

As for Tongtian Zhenren and Zhuxian Four Swords mentioned by the tower spirit just now, Yu Haoran had never come into contact with them in his past and present lives, so he had no feelings about them.

At this moment, he just wanted to enter the wooden house as soon as possible to help the second clone find an opportunity to help break through the formation emperor.

So, combined with the sharp sword energy just now, the power of the tower spirit's use of divine thoughts to arrange the defense shield was almost torn apart and proposed.

"Well! "

Nodding, the tower spirit directly mobilized the power of the main body tower to cover Yu Haoran, and then signaled him to push open the wooden door.

Take a deep breath, reach out and slowly push open the wooden door again, and the more powerful sword energy emerges like a tidal wave.

However, facing the domain tower defense that was no less powerful than the four swords of Zhu Xian, the strangulation of the sharp sword energy was like a breeze, and did not cause any trouble to Yu Haoran.

Stepping into the wooden house and quickly closing the wooden door, Yu Haoran began to look at the structure of the wooden house.

Simple!

This was Yu Haoran's truest thought after seeing the layout of the wooden house. This also made him begin to doubt whether the tower spirit's speculation just now was wrong. The plum blossom old man was probably not the ancient demon clan of the ancient times.

After all, the records of the ancient demon clan in various classics were fierce and cruel, ignorant of secular education, and as rude as monsters.

And the layout of the wooden house in front of him was obviously the life pursued by a hermit master who had no desires.

The inner doubts did not bother him for too long. Yu Haoran's attention was soon attracted by the three treasures placed on the wooden table in the main hall.

A jade slip, a miniature chessboard, and a two-inch long broken sword wreckage.

The sharp sword energy that filled the whole wooden house came from the two-inch-long broken sword.

Walking to the wooden table, Yu Haoran reached out to pick up the jade slip after the tower spirit checked it and confirmed that it was correct, and began to read the information in the jade slip with his mind.

The tower spirit's eyes were directly cast on the two-inch-long broken sword, with a sad look in his eyes.