I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

Firstly, he was afraid of any fatal danger.

Second, he was worried that if he got the scroll, he would become the target of public criticism and be attacked by other people.

Even Li Wenjian, the sword son of the Divine Sword Sect, was a little hesitant. The deputy suzerain of the Divine Sword Sect did not accompany him, and he was not the strongest here.

"Eh...the inscription on the stone platform looks familiar." A monk said suddenly.

"I remember! The ancient inscription on this stone platform is very similar to the one on the previous stone wall. It seems to be left by a demon saint."

Someone exclaimed: "After Qin Feng killed the Tenth Prince of Tianyuan, he moved the entire stone wall away."

Li Wenjian frowned. He had never seen the stone wall, but he found that these inscriptions on the stone platform were very similar to the inscriptions on the incomplete scroll that he saw in Qiongyu Tower.

Obviously the same text.

"Could it be that these are all left by the demon saints?"

He murmured to himself: "In this scroll, shouldn't it be the martial arts and martial arts left by the saints of the demon race?"

And just when Li Wenjian was puzzled, someone finally couldn't help it.

The three half-step Martial Realm powerhouses, after the spiritual consciousness communicated with each other, jointly shot, gathered the vast aura, turned it into a huge aura palm, and grabbed the scroll.

"Boom boom..."

The terrifying aura, like a monument falling from the sky, made everyone here startled and looked over.

Li Wenjian's expression changed suddenly. He had already sent a letter to the deputy lord of the Divine Sword Sect, but he didn't expect someone to take the lead.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, all the inscriptions on the stone platform where the scrolls were placed lit up, emitting a pitch-black light.

The death energy and devil energy surrounding the scroll surged accordingly.

"boom!"

After the huge handprint, like a Taoist tablet, came into contact with the scroll, violent energy fluctuations erupted instantly, sweeping all directions like a tsunami.

At the same time, a dazzling light burst out.

The monks here reacted very quickly, protecting their bodies with spiritual energy one by one. Although many people were thrown out, they were not wiped out.

And as the light dissipated, the monks here found that the huge handprints were broken, and the scroll was still lying peacefully on the stone platform, and the three half-step martial arts experts who shot were looking at each other.

Unexpectedly, they joined forces and failed to take the scroll away.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

And just when they were surprised, the death and demonic energy surrounding the scroll suddenly turned into dark vines of death, heading towards them.

"Pfft..."

The death vines approached in an instant, and the three half-step martial arts monks were pierced through their bodies before they had time to react.

And began to extract the vitality and blood from their bodies.

"what!"

The three of them still had their breath left, feeling their vitality and blood essence being drawn out, they were in extreme pain, and they let out shrill screams.

The monks here were all pale with fright, and quickly retreated, away from the stone platform where the scrolls were placed.

"What kind of technique is recorded in this scroll, it is so terrifying, and it even takes the initiative to attack and kill people, it must be a sorcery from hell!" A monk looked at it from a distance, and said in fear.

The other monks also had the same doubts and fears in their hearts.

"This thing is too evil, even if I get it, I'm afraid it will be in danger of being backlashed." Li Wenjian, the sword master of the Divine Sword Sect, said with a solemn expression.

The reason why he said that was naturally not because he really thought so, but because he was worried that someone would not be willing to sacrifice the treasure and try to take the scroll.

He wanted to stall for time and wait for the deputy suzerain of the Divine Sword Sect to come over.

The other monks were stunned by the scene just now. Although there were still people with forbidden spiritual weapons who wanted to try it, they all fell into hesitation after hearing this.

"Shh!"

However, at this moment, a beautiful figure suddenly came from a distance and entered the ancient temple.

It was Bu Youxuan!

The fragment of the abyss where she is located has not yet fully merged with this fragment, but she forcibly entered here with the help of the spirit of sacrifice.

Bu Youxuan's figure is exquisite and undulating, her steps are swaying, she is graceful and graceful, she is simply a natural charmer, as soon as she appeared here, a monk here noticed her, her eyes widened, and she was so attracted that she couldn't look away.

"Who is this woman? Compared with her, the saint of Yaochi is inferior. Why have I never heard of it before!" A young monk couldn't help but exclaimed.

But no one could give an answer, and none of the people present had seen Bu Youxuan.

Bu Youxuan didn't pay attention to the exclamation of these monks, her gaze was always on the scroll.

When she entered this world fragment, she originally wanted to see if there was any danger that could threaten the fragments of the abyss where she was. After she learned about the situation from the consciousness of some human races.

Knowing that there were no races in this fragment of the world, the human races who came here will also leave after searching, so I feel relieved.

The purpose has also changed, and has been transformed into looking for various opportunities.

"It turned out to be the taboo martial art left by that demon sage..." Bu Youxuan was a little surprised after reading the content of the inscription carved on the stone platform.

The inscription engraved on the stone platform came from a sage of the Demon Race. She had obtained the letter left by this sage before, so it was very easy to understand the inscription on it.

It's just that she didn't expect that the demon sage would leave behind his forbidden martial arts in this world.

"Although I don't know if I can cultivate, but I can give it to the Lord of Magic Star City..." Bu Youxuan murmured.

She glanced at the three half-step Martial Realm cultivators who were being drained of vitality and blood essence not far away, she didn't care, and walked directly towards the stone platform.

The monks here were all shocked when they saw this.

"What is she going to do? Didn't she see that the strong man who wanted to take the scroll just now is about to die?"

"Could it be that she is not a human race at all, but a Yin soldier, so she is not afraid of the danger of this scroll!"

"..."

All of a sudden, various voices of exclamation sounded one after another.

In their view, unless Bu Youxuan is not a human race, but a Yin soldier, otherwise, once he touches the scroll, he will definitely die.

"What a pity..." Li Wenjian also shook his head and sighed when he saw this.

Naturally, he was also attracted by Bu Youxuan's figure, and even made up his mind to accept Bu Youxuan. Now seeing Bu Youxuan going to die, he felt that it was really a pity.