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Although the Qi sword was illusory by the cold Qi, it was also made by the cold Qi. It was very substantial, and the cold Qi that lingered around the sword met with Yin Yan's sword, instantly transforming it into water droplets that fell to the ground, producing countless strange sounds.

Boom!

The dazzling light cut the precious stones within the mausoleum into countless dimensions, as if several cracks had been cut open in the void.

The Qi swords continued to fall down, the Qi aura becoming more and more powerful, Situ Yanran frowned, her hand formed a seal with the sword, the Spirit Qi of the • Annihilation also continued to increase.

Spirit Qi that was like glass continuously poured into the • Annihilation, with a huge hum, the sword light completely covered her fair face, with only a low growl, the 30,000-meter-long sword light clashed with the Qi sword.

For some unknown reason, at that moment in time, all of the undulations disappeared, and so they did not hear any other unusual sounds, but the sword Qi had shattered, and Situ Yanran had taken two steps back.

The sword light gradually disappeared and the Qi aura dissipated.

The mausoleum once again calmed down, but then there was a creaking sound. Luo Hao looked over and noticed that the white coffin's lid was slowly opening.

Luo Hao and Situ Yanran looked at each other for a moment before Situ Yanran nodded slightly. Then, the two cautiously walked towards the white sarcophagus.

However, when the two of them saw what was inside the sarcophagus, they were shocked because there was nothing inside.

"Could it be that the carefree skeleton is within the black sarcophagus?"

Luo Hao glanced at the sarcophagus and asked.

Situ Yanran did not reply. After all, she was not sure either, but because she respected being free and unrestrained, she did not dare to open the black sarcophagus in the slightest.

"Could it be that the mausoleum does not have a carefree inheritance?"

Luo Hao asked again after a while.

Situ Yanran looked around, then pointed at the mountain of treasures and said: "Let's go take a look?"

Luo Hao was quiet for a moment, then nodded his head.

Those things belonged to the free and unrestrained. Strictly speaking, they belonged to the free and unfettered funerals, so naturally they weren't ordinary. Any one of them could cause a fight.

For example, this rosewood chest was not an ordinary rosewood. It was just that rosewood was one of the main materials and was mixed with some other expensive lumber.

The air in the mausoleum was rather moist, but in this environment, the dozen or so boxes were completely undamaged. It was just that the accumulated dust on them was quite thick.

To be able to pique Situ Yanran's interest, these ten purple sandalwood chests were naturally not enough, and the most important thing was the treasures inside. Hence, she walked over to the chest and used the • Annihilation to pry open a wooden chest.

Situ Yanran waved her left hand, and then, her right hand withdrew to cover her mouth.

After hearing the crisp sound, Luo Hao also turned his gaze over. The two of them looked each other in the eye, and then walked towards the wooden chest.

However, when they saw what was inside the box, they couldn't help but be moved. The box was full of soul tools, and it seemed like they hadn't used them in a long time. Some of them were covered in dust.

Among them were the long-lost ancient tai sword, Nanfang's hidden weapon Mandala and the Cloud Sealing Mirror of the proud martial arts world. Aside from these, there were also a few other unknown soul weapons.

However, the soul weapons could not feel any fluctuations, it seemed like the soul weapons were already useless, including the ancient tai sword.

This sword had been sealed away for a very long time. The blade of the sword was slightly rusted, and there were a few holes in the blade.

ancient tai sword was the famous sword of the continent. What kind of soul weapon could cause the ancient tai sword to lose its color?

This kind of famous sword had been passed down for a long time. Currently, there was almost no one who could repair it, so it too had become a piece of trash.

However, the thing that piqued Luo Hao's interest the most was the ancient tai sword, because this was the first sword he had ever seen in the Xunyao Mausoleum, and also the only sword he had ever seen.

However, he seemed to have forgotten about the dagger-sized cross blade in his storage ring.

Everyone knew that Free and Unrestrained was an expert of the sword, and it was said that he fought with many people just for the sake of competing for someone else's sword, so he should have many hidden swords.

However, if there really was a Sword Tomb, then why was it that the ancient tai sword was not buried in the Sword Tomb and was instead placed in this place like trash?

What was the significance of this sword to be carefree?

When thinking about this problem, Situ Yanran once again opened a box. Luo Hao raised his head upon hearing her question, returned the ancient tai sword back to its place, and then walked in the direction of the two of them.

The box she opened was filled with bottles of various sizes and colors, as well as boxes that were either square or round.

And those bottles and boxes were filled with elixirs!

Two whole boxes!

Unfortunately, those elixir pills had been stored for who knows how many years, and most of them were already ineffective. Now it seemed like Free and Unrestrained was someone who liked to waste treasures.

Immediately after, Luo Hao and Situ Yanran each opened a box, inside were some treasures, and some even some ten-thousand year old antiques.

Among them is the last work of the great calligrapher.

There was also Zhuang Xiangzi's famous "Moon Seizing" painting that Luo Hao and Luo Hao did not understand, they naturally did not know that "Moon Seizing" was actually a replica, but that was not important, what was important were the various cultivation techniques and sword techniques in the other boxes.

For example, the Controlling Thunder Spell of the Ao Jiang Hu, the Returning Wind Sword Technique of the Cloud Sect, the Seven-Stringed Invisible Sword of the Sacred Gate, the Battle Character Incantation of the Nan Gong Domain, the Winter Plum Sword Formation of the You Zenith Region, and even the SwordNorth of the Yao Family.

Moreover, other than the sword techniques of the super sects on the continent, there were also some sword techniques that no one had ever heard of.

No wonder Free and Unrestrained became one of the top sword arts experts on the continent, and even had the reputation of a sword saint. No one would have thought that he actually cultivated the sword techniques of such a sect and clan.

Compared to those rare treasures, Luo Hao was more interested in these sword manuals. He kept the sword manuals from the various sects into his storage ring.

The current Luo Hao was like a hungry wolf seeing its prey, his eyes blazing with passion, he moved extremely quickly, and in a short period of time, he had kept all the sword manuals.

He looked at the remaining nameless cultivation technique manuals and shook his head, and just as he was raising his head, he realized that Situ Yanran was looking at him in shock.

Luo Hao laughed, and said somewhat embarrassedly: "Let's go out and split it equally."

Originally, Situ Yanran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but Luo Hao's unintentional words caused her eyebrows to constrict. Now that the Xunyao Mausoleum was sealed, all of them had become a turtle in a jar for the demons.

So, could they still go out?

This was a very realistic problem, and was also one that they had no choice but to consider. Luo Hao saw through her worry, and though he wasn't very skilled in comforting others, he tried speaking in a comforting tone, "Rest assured! "There will always be a way."

However, his consolation did not seem to be able to convince her that the afternoon's sun was burning particularly fiercely. Perhaps it was because of the mists's ban being broken?

Furthermore, there were three people flying in the sky above mists. There were a lot of experts flying in the sky before, but no one dared to fly so casually.

However, these three were not ordinary people. They were the Demon Princess and the two Great Demon Masters.

Ever since the restriction had been broken, their doubts had been dispelled. Coupled with the fact that the density of clouds in the sky above the mists had decreased a little, the three of them dared to unscrupulously force the human experts closer.

In truth, all of the human Rankers who had entered the Xunyao Mausoleum were already dead or injured. From the looks of the situation within the mists, only Zhou Chuanning, Hua Anran, Zhong Wuyan and Mo Sang remained.

Zhou Chuanning, Hua Anran and the rest were being chased by the Nine Souls.

Above mists, green and white colors crossed each other, and dots of black shadow quickly separated the two colors. A moment later, mists was still the same mists.

Chen Yu's eyes were extremely large, and her black dress was like the night. Her childish face looked like it was filled with flowers;

He was just like a god of death.

As she flew, she focused on the two black figures in front of her. They were Hua Anran and a few others who were trying their best to escape.

Green Fatty and Red Skinny beside Chen Yu had dead expressions. Ever since they entered the mists, the two of them had not spoken a word, because they did not dare say a word.

To be exact, Chen Yu had not said a word, but she stared angrily at Zhou Xueying: "This Zhou Xueying is truly shameless, fleeing for her life seems to be an extremely glorious thing, she can actually escape so calmly and unperturbed!"

"Sometimes, escaping is also a form of knowledge."

Lu Lu laughed.

However, when he smiled, the flesh on his face would become even more loose. Coupled with his fast flight through the air, when the strong wind blew against his face, the fat on his face would crush each other and turn into a deep ravine.

It was really funny.

He should be the Demon Lord with a monstrous killing intent, but from his appearance, he did not seem like the infamous Demon Lord. Instead, he looked more like a big man selling pork in the streets of Xitang.

It could only be said that this Demon Lord was not too cold.

"Can fleeing really become a form of knowledge?"

Chen Yu asked in a very serious tone.

The Green-ranked Fatty Jin was the Demon Elder, but in front of the princess, she could only address herself as' subordinate '. However, Chen Yu was only a child, her knowledge was naturally inferior to a thousand year old fellow like the Green-ranked Young Fatty.

"This is indeed a very deep knowledge."

"How come I didn't know?"

Chen Yu asked.

"Cough!" Lu Zhuang looked at the thin, red man with a smile, and immediately said: "That's because Your Highness has never experienced it before."

The Demon race had been silent for many years, and during this period, the Demon race had been resting. Even though they lived in darkness every day, their days were relatively safe.

"Could it be that you were often hunted down in the past?"

Chen Yu asked after a moment of silence.

Lu Fan shook his head with a smile and said, "No."

"Then how did you know?"

Chen Yu puffed up her eyes, which were filled with desire.