The road to immortality is difficult, bones build immortality

The mana around them was surging, as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and their expressions were extremely solemn.

Qingchen noticed this keenly.

When they cracked the outer forbidden formation before, although it took a long time and took a lot of energy, these two people did not show such expressions.

"Zixuan, see what's unusual here? Don't use your spiritual consciousness to send me a message. If there is any abnormality, just nod." Qingchen secretly sent a message to Su Zixuan.

Because her cultivation level is still shallow and her spiritual consciousness is weak. Qingchen was worried that her message transmission would be discovered.

Su Zixuan's brows furrowed slightly, but she didn't move, as if she couldn't see anything.

Inside this cave, the space is vast and the passages are winding. It is not like an ordinary place for monks to cultivate.

It is more like a small sect or a family's inner palace, which can accommodate many disciples and servants.

On the cave wall, there are several luminous pearls that emit soft light, illuminating the deep cave.

As everyone went deeper and deeper, the scene inside the cave became more and more unusual.

There are mottled marks left on the surrounding stone walls.

In some places, they were directly bombarded by powerful force, causing rubble to scatter everywhere, revealing potholes of varying depths.

These traces all tell that this place has experienced a large-scale melee.

Various fragments of magic weapons were scattered on the ground.

There were even fragments that made Qingchen frightened just looking at them. They were obviously not magic weapons!

Some still have a faint aura left, but most of them have faded, obviously losing their original power.

Among these magic weapons or spiritual weapon fragments, there are some high-end items.

Even if they are dilapidated, they can still make people feel the powerful power they once had.

In some corners of the cave, there were dried blood stains and broken cassocks piled up, and there was an indescribable chilling atmosphere.

"These traces are obviously old." Iron Fist Zhang Dali said roughly. He pointed at the holes and fragments of spiritual weapons on the stone wall.

"Moreover, someone who can cause such damage must at least be at the peak of Qi Refining or the Foundation Establishment Stage, right?"

Fairy Ling Xiao nodded slightly and glanced around:

"Yes, in addition to treasures, there must be hidden secrets here. We have to be careful not to fall into any traps."

Liu Yunfeng, a scholar in green shirt, frowned and asked softly:

"Shopkeeper Cao, have you ever mentioned that there would be traces of such a fierce battle here? What kind of sacred legacy is this cave?"

Cao Banxian looked solemn and shook his head slowly:

"Pindao is also the first to step into this place. He doesn't know much about the specific conditions of the cave than you do.

However, judging from the signs in front of us, there are indeed many secrets and opportunities hidden here. For a foundation-building monk's cave of this size, there would be no shortage of treasures. "

Old Monster Xu sneered and glanced at Cao Banxian:

"Shopkeeper Cao, if you really don't know anything, how could you lead us here with such determination?

You spent so many spiritual stones, don’t tell me, you’re just here to try your luck, right? "

Cao Banxian did not directly respond to Old Monster Xu's question. He just said lightly:

"Pindao naturally has his own considerations. If you don't believe it, you can leave now, and Pindao will never stop him."

Everyone was silent for a while after hearing this.

They knew that if they left at this time, they would undoubtedly miss the treasures and opportunities in this cave.

But if you continue to go deeper, you may face unknown dangers.

"Now that we have come this far, there is no reason to back down."

Qingchen said in a deep voice, "However, everyone should still be careful and not spread out their actions to avoid unexpected events."

At this time, Cao Banxian also said: "In front is the hall, and the palace behind the hall should be the cave of the foundation-building monks.

Pindaoyao's foundation-building rare treasures are also inside, and there may also be various spiritual elixirs and powerful magic weapons inside. "

Before Cao Banxian finished speaking, the ground beneath everyone's feet suddenly shook, and a cold breath came from all directions.

The seemingly calm entrance to the hall suddenly changed.

A biting cold wind suddenly rolled out of the hall and hit everyone directly.

Iron Fist Zhang Dali was the first to bear the brunt, and the body-protecting Vajra Technique around him should have been as solid as a rock.

But the golden light shield on his body was suddenly impacted by an invisible force. The light swayed and dimmed for a moment, as if it would collapse at any time.

He roared angrily, and the mana in his body surged, trying to stabilize the shield, but the cold force followed him like a shadow, constantly eroding his mana.

Immediately afterwards, bursts of shrill wails and vicious whispers echoed in the ears, which was unsettling.

"Be careful! There's a monster!" Zhang Dali roared angrily, and his muscles tightened instantly.

Zhang Dali's whole body was as if made of iron, and he waved the giant hammer in his hand, trying to dispel the ominous atmosphere around him.

However, before he could make any move, the air around him seemed to be torn apart.

Black shadows emerged from the void, and they were the figures of resentful ghosts, mixed with some white-bone demons wielding bone knives.

With endless resentment and murderous intent, they came to attack everyone.

The resentful ghost has an ethereal figure, like smoke.

They let out bursts of creepy laughter, opened their sharp claws, and took out everyone's souls.

And those bone demons are made of dense white bones.

Green flames flashed in their eye sockets, and they brandished bone knives, slashing at everyone's bodies with a sound of piercing the air.

"The resentful ghosts and the white-bone demons are coming, everyone be careful!" Fairy Ling Xiao has sharp eyes and recognized those ethereal and various resentful ghosts at a glance.

She quickly urged the flying sword, turning into silver sword lights, shuttling between the resentful ghosts and the white-bone demons, sweeping around, accurately blocking these evil things.

But even so, those resentful ghosts were like waves, blocking one wave, and new ones emerged.

At this moment, Ma Sandao's figure flashed, like a black lightning, and instantly appeared in front of a resentful ghost that was about to pounce on Su Zixuan.

The long sword in his hand flashed with a cold light, carrying a sharp and unparalleled sword energy, directly splitting the resentful ghost in two.

The resentful ghost let out a shrill wail, turned into a wisp of black smoke and dissipated.

"Hmph, a mere resentful ghost dares to be presumptuous in front of this swordsman!"

Ma Sandao snorted coldly, his figure flashed again, and as the long sword danced, two more resentful ghosts were cut down by the sword.

His sword skills were as fast as lightning and as accurate as arrows. Every strike hit the ghost's vitals just right, making it unable to escape.

At the same time, the bone demons also began to attack.

They were made of hard bones, wielding bone spears, bone knives or bone hammers in their hands, and launched a fierce charge at everyone.

Iron Fist Zhang Dali roared and met the three bone demons.

He swung the hammer, with the sound of whistling wind, and collided with the three bone demons' hammers one after another, making a deafening sound.