The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

There were only some sundries in Zhao Yueer's storage bag, not even a single valuable thing.

The man searched carefully without giving up, but he didn't find anything useful.

Zhao Yingwei, who was standing there, had already been confused by the actions of the family elders.

He really couldn't understand why a dignified elder who had built a foundation would actually rob the island guard's storage bag.

"No!"

The mustache man angrily destroyed everything on the ground with a palm and said to the other two.

While he was talking, another sharp-mouthed man had walked to Zhao Yueer who was lying on the ground.

He pinched Zhao Yueer's neck and lifted her up from the ground with one hand.

"Tell me, what did that dead man Zhao Ping leave for you!" The sharp-mouthed man asked sternly.

But Zhao Yueer, whose neck was pinched, had difficulty breathing, so how could she make a sound.

Among the four people, the one with the highest cultivation level was the square-faced man who had never spoken. This man's cultivation level had reached the late stage of building a foundation.

"Second brother, put her down. If you hold her like this, what will she say?" The square-faced man shook his head and said.

The sharp-mouthed man heard this and responded softly. His palm loosened, and Zhao Yue'er fell directly to the ground, gasping for breath.

"Zhao Yue'er, the three of us brothers came here today to ask you. Where is the real location of the cave that Zhao Ping found that year. You can choose not to answer, but I have plenty of ways to make you speak." The square-faced man found a stone and sat down and said coldly.

"I...didn't I tell you about the cave that my grandfather found a long time ago?" Zhao Yue'er said in a low voice after trying to calm herself down.

"Hmph! The fake cave that the dead man gave me back then not only had no treasures but also many restrictions. It was because of this reason that many people in the clan died tragically in it. The three of us brothers were also punished by the family for providing false information and were imprisoned for decades before being released a few days ago. All this is because of that dead man Zhao Ping."

The sharp-mouthed man said at the end, and a violent aura emerged from his body, kicking Zhao Yue'er several times.

"As long as you tell us the location of the real cave, I promise I will never embarrass you." After reaching out to stop the sharp-mouthed man's movements, the square-faced man said in a slightly gentle voice.

"I...I really don't know what a real cave is, a fake cave. When my grandfather was taken away, he was already a corpse when he was sent back." Zhao Yue'er curled up and whispered.

"Second brother, third brother, use some tricks." Without even looking at Zhao Yue'er's pitiful appearance, the square-faced man waved his hand.

After the square-faced man finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of Zhao Yingwei retreating little by little.

"Where are you going?" The square-faced man laughed coldly.

"I...I..."

Zhao Yingwei knew that he must have suffered an unexpected disaster. His legs softened and he knelt on the ground.

"I wanted to keep you for some time. Since you want to leave, I'll send you on your way first."

The square-faced man laughed sinisterly, slapped his storage bag, and a long sword with a red glow appeared and stabbed towards Zhao Yingwei quickly.

Facing the long sword attack, Zhao Yingwei, who was kneeling on the ground, showed a hint of determination in his eyes and rolled to the side quickly.

While avoiding the long sword attack, he raised his arm and a black light flew out of his sleeve.

The black light was not slow, and it arrived in front of the square-faced man in a few breaths.

However, the square-faced man waved his arm, and a circle of shields appeared to block the black light.

At this time, the red long sword turned around in the air and stabbed towards Zhao Yingwei again.

There was no fear on Zhao Yingwei's face at this moment. He turned around and went directly into the ground.

The long sword chopped the ground, leaving a sword mark about ten feet deep.

When Zhao Yingwei appeared again, he was already at the edge of the island.

And he had an extra flying magic weapon in his hand.

Seeing that he was about to escape, the square-faced man's face flashed fiercely, and his finger pointed at the red long sword in the air.

The surface of the long sword flashed red, and a red light column shot out from the sword body, heading straight for Zhao Yingwei.

The red light column was so fast that Zhao Yingwei didn't even have time to dodge.

In a hurry, he shouted and flicked his sleeves.

In an instant, a golden light shot out from his sleeves.

This golden light was extremely fast, and it immediately hit the red light column as soon as it appeared.

As soon as it came into contact, the red light column was defeated by the golden light.

Then, the golden light flashed again and hit the red long sword.

As expected, the sword immediately broke into several pieces.

The square-faced man's face changed drastically when he saw this, and he hurriedly stood up from the stone.

Before he could cast a spell, the golden light flashed again.

"Bang!"

The shield released by the square-faced man was broken like paper.

"Ah!"

Then a shrill scream was heard.

The square-faced man covered his abdomen and fell to the ground wailing.

The other two were attracted by the screams, and when they turned their heads, they only saw the golden light flashing before their eyes.

Then, the extremely miserable screams of the two also rang out.