Supreme Martial God Art

Chapter 204 Ask Your People To Dig For Me

But now, he must not leave early, the Emperor Wu's golden scale thorn has not yet been found, the last time the Spirit Exterminating Sword has been taken away by Wu Yun, this time the Emperor Wu's golden scale thorn must not be taken away by him.

In addition, there should be other treasures in it, and they must not be taken away by others.

Although on the surface, this Hua Xingchen looks vicious.

In fact, I was embarrassed and angry.

He still couldn't understand why every time he saw Wu Yun, it was the beginning of suffering.

Being so humiliated by a person whose cultivation base is far lower than himself, his dignity that he thought was high has long been crushed.

I swear that after I go out, I will kill him.

As for how the sects will be held accountable at that time, they can no longer care so much.

Going forward, Wu Yun and the others were caught in the middle of the crowd.

In the front, there are two seniors from the Heavenly Martial Realm.

Then there was the huge crowd, with Wu Yun and the black-feathered mantis in the middle.

At the end are Hua Xingchen and the others.

Hua Xingchen took the sacred medicine of the sect, and the wounds on his face have recovered at this moment, but the two knocked out teeth are destined to never come back.

This will be the pain in his heart forever, and it is also the beginning of his decision to kill Wu Yun regardless of the order of the sect.

The originally wide passage gradually narrowed, and a natural cave passage appeared.

A group of people squeezed in one after another, and the hole was completely turned around, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Wu Yun and the black-feathered mantis groped for a distance in the cave and passed a corner.

Wu Yun stopped abruptly and carefully observed the stones on the cave wall.

After a while, his expression gradually changed from doubt to surprise.

If it wasn't for the presence of outsiders at this moment, I'm afraid I would have exclaimed.

"Isn't it the Nebula Cold Iron on this stone wall? According to the records in the Artifact Refining Chapter, this is the perfect material for refining that Spiritual Warlord."

Then he turned on the Dongyou Demon Eye and looked at it carefully for a while, and was even more excited. It turned out to be the Nebula Cold Iron that had been nurtured for five thousand years.

Moreover, depending on the situation, the number here is by no means a minority, at least as many as several thousand kilograms, and it is no problem to refine dozens of warlords.

Wu Yun is overjoyed, this nebula cold iron is an extremely difficult thing to find. I didn't expect that it could be found here by accident, so naturally, it cannot be missed.

It's just that this nebula cold iron and the ordinary stones on the cave wall are intertwined, and it is really difficult to separate them easily.

After thinking for a moment, Wu Yun smiled slightly and had an idea.

"Senior, wait a minute."

Wu Yun stopped the Black Feather Mantis.

"What? What's so strange here?"

The Black Feather Mantis doesn't know why, this stone wall is unremarkable, and there is nothing special about it.

Wu Yun smiled and asked, "Senior, have you ever heard of Nebula Cold Iron?"

Heiyu Mantis frowned and said, "I've heard of it, but that thing is useless, it can't be used for cultivation, and it can't be used to make medicine pills. Although it's precious, it's just scrap metal."

Wu Yun shook his head and said, "Can you help me, senior, I want this Nebula Cold Iron to be useful."

"What do you want this thing for? You want me to help you mine?"

It was naturally inappropriate for him to be a dignified cultivator of the Heavenly Martial Realm to mine Wu Yun.

Then Wu Yun expressed his thoughts.

I saw the black feathered mantis froze for a moment, and then suddenly laughed wildly: "Okay, okay, you kid, poisonous enough, interesting, really interesting."

The two hit it off.

Soon, with the help of the Black Feather Mantis, the two successfully subdued Nahua Xingchen.

Hua Xingchen still has many means to use, and it is always no problem to escape at the worst, so as not to end up being subdued.

However, in order to prevent him from escaping, Wu Yun deliberately appeared alone and led him into the trap.

Then the Black Feather Mantis shot directly and forcibly trapped Hua Xingchen.

Before he could use his powerful methods, he was already tied so tightly that he couldn't move.

Hua Xingchen was furious: "Wu Yun, the old thief of the Black Feather Mantis, you treat me like this, but you have thought about the consequences, and I will never give up."

In the end, there was no way to be howled by him.

Hua Xingchen wanted to cry but had no tears. What happened today was more uncomfortable than death.

And the seven or eight disciples who followed Hua Xingchen into the Martial Emperor's Mansion didn't know what to do at the moment.

They must be beaten, and they must not be able to run. If they leave their young master like this, going back will definitely be a dead end.

Just listen to Wu Yun: "If you don't want your young master to die, just do as I say."

After listening to Wu Yun's instructions, the disciples of the All Saints almost vomited blood.

Crazy, after all, we are also disciples of the dignified Wanshengmen's martial realm, and we actually asked us to dig for you.

Hua Xingchen's belly was bulging with anger, but he couldn't make a sound. The boss with his eyes looked like a toad.

In the end, in desperation, these Halloween disciples had to obey Wu Yun's instructions, waved their weapons, and began to dig the nebula cold iron on the cave wall.

Wu Yun and Black Feather Mantis are responsible for supervising and guiding from the side. Once they encounter laziness or pick unclean people, if they don't work hard, they will get a kick.

Na Hua Xingchen was bound by his body, and he had a panoramic view of all this from the side, and almost fainted from anger.

Even if you hit me, you dare to insult my Halloween gate.

Let me, a disciple of Halloween, mine for you, Wu Yun, you are dead.

This is Hua Xingchen's only mental activity.

Thanks to this Hua Xingchen's psychological endurance is not too weak, otherwise I'm afraid it's easy to get angry.

It has to be said that under the encouragement of Wu Yun and the two, the mining speed of these seven or eight people is still worthy of praise.

After more than an hour, thousands of kilograms of Nebula Cold Iron were all excavated and cleaned up.

Wu Yun put everything in the storage ring, and then, together with the Black Feather Mantis, let out bursts of hearty laughter and flew towards the passage.

Both of them are in a good mood, and the person who bullies the All Saints Gate should not be too happy.

Most people don't understand this feeling.

Behind him, Hua Xingchen was helped by several disciples.

Finally, the restraint was lifted, and bursts of furious roars came out.

"Wu Yun, the old thief of the Black Feather Mantis, I will kill you."

Leading a group of disciples madly chasing after him.

After more than an hour of delay, the people in front were long gone.

Wu Yun and the others took more than half an hour to catch up. Fortunately, the Emperor Wu's golden scale thorns hadn't been taken away by them.

I saw that at the end of the passage, a large stone room appeared.

The length and width of this stone room are a full kilometer wide, and it is very open.

And in this stone room, there are many people standing in a dense crowd, those who came in before.

In the center of the stone room, a huge crystal hanging coffin hung upside down on the top, and four iron chains with the thickness of an arm bolted the four corners of the crystal coffin.

But inside this crystal coffin, it was actually empty.

Wu Yun entered the stone room and looked up at the crystal coffin.

Suddenly, someone said, "The Emperor Wu's golden scale thorns are in this crystal coffin. Whoever can split him can get the golden scale thorns."

"Cut apart this crystal coffin? It's that simple?"

Wu Yun muttered to himself, it seems simple, but in fact it is definitely not so simple.

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