The Return of the Immortal of the City

Chapter 160
Chapter 180: Winning the Treasure (Recommendation, Collection)
Deep in the cave, the four of Ghost King Valley came to an open area, and immediately showed nervous and excited expressions.

"Master, there are eight gates in front of you, what should we do?" A young man in black saw a stone gate every five meters on the stone wall of this wide area.

The stone gates are closed, each with a mysterious rune seal.

"Look one by one, and we must find the treasure of luck!" The sharp-mouthed man was a little troubled, but his eyes showed firmness.

With a wave of their arms, the four of them each chose a stone gate.

When one of the young men in black just touched the stone pestle next to a stone door with his right hand, there was a "creaking" sound, and the stone door suddenly opened.

The young man in black was very excited, and exclaimed loudly: "Look quickly, the stone pestle next to this is a switch. Just pull it lightly, and the stone door can be opened!"

Boo, Boo, Boo!

The young man in black only turned his head to talk to his companion excitedly, but he didn't notice a few beams of light suddenly shot out from behind the opened stone door.

"Liang Kuan... be careful!"

Seeing this, the sharp-mouthed man's face was immediately horrified, and he shouted in shock. At the same time, his figure instantly turned into a cloud of black smoke and rushed towards the disciple.

But the sharp-mouthed man was still a step too late.

When he was less than half a foot away from the black-clothed youth, the sharp-mouthed man suddenly backed away, and at the same time, the gossip disk in his hand suddenly popped out, and a bright light burst out from the disk.

"Ding, ding, ding"

A burst of gold and iron crashing, mixed with the screams of the black-clothed youth, resounded throughout the cave.

"Master...save...me!"

The whole body of the black-clothed youth was covered with copper nails, and the exposed part still shone with a bronze luster.

This black-clothed young man was unlucky enough. He even had a few copper nails inserted into his forehead, and dark red blood oozes from his forehead. His eyes widened in horror, and his body slowly fell backwards.

The sharp-mouthed man could only watch one of his disciples in the valley die in front of him.

Pfft!
The body hit the ground, waking up the remaining two.

"Uncle Master...has a mechanism!" The remaining young man in black uttered in horror.

"Everyone, don't disperse, and pay attention to the mechanism behind the stone gate!" The sharp-mouthed man said with a serious face, "This is the Eight Trigrams and Eight Gates, the Gate of Life, the Gate of Kan, the Gate of Dui, and the Gate of Death... There are eight gates in total. Only by opening the eight gates can we know Where is the treasure of luck."

Two young men in black hid behind the sharp-mouthed man, one by one they turned the stone pestle mechanism next to the stone gate.

Without exception, there are traps hidden behind the eight stone gates. Even though the remaining three of them were so careful, one of the young men in black was still injured by a hidden weapon, but it was not fatal.

When the gossip and eight gates were opened, the ground where the three of Ghost King Valley were standing suddenly sank.

The three of them were in free fall, falling rapidly.

The height of the vertical fall reached hundreds of feet all of a sudden, if it wasn't for the sharp-mouthed man who has the ability to control the sky, he would grab the two disciples from left to right.

At such a high distance, the two disciples of Ghost King Valley fell to pieces and their brains burst.

"Hu~~"

The three of them breathed a long sigh of relief, and their feet finally landed on the ground.

In front of him is a luxurious ancient palace, made of gold and silver, resplendent and resplendent, with countless gems and pearls, illuminating the main hall with bright lights.

What caught the eyelids of the three people was a door exuding a simple atmosphere and a long history.

The gate is made of pure gold, and the golden luster is extremely dazzling.

"Sigh~~"

Seeing this scene, the two Ghost King Valley disciples immediately gasped.

How much money would it cost to build such a splendid palace!

Even this palace is considered a priceless treasure.

Not to mention the night pearls and other treasures displayed in the palace.

"Master, is the treasure of luck here?" A black-clothed disciple glanced wildly, trying to find the legendary treasure of luck that suppressed the fate of the country.

The sharp-mouthed man suddenly stretched out his hand, twitched his five fingers quickly, muttered for a while, and pointed at the golden door casually: "It should be inside, let's go in!"

The two disciples worked together and slowly pushed open the heavy golden door.

What caught the eyes of the three was a chair.

A chair full of majesty and majesty.

"Is that...the Emperor's Throne?" A disciple exclaimed in surprise, "It's so magnificent!"

"Could the treasure of luck be in the box on the dragon chair?" Another disciple's eyes flickered.

On the dragon chair, a one-foot-square exquisite and simple box was placed safely.

Inside the box, there seemed to be light shining through the cracks.

"interesting!"

The eyes of the three people in Ghost King Valley were attracted by the box on the dragon chair, but they heard a voice suddenly coming from behind.

The sharp-mouthed man was startled immediately, and turned around hastily, only to see a young man with an extraordinary temperament, who had appeared two feet behind them at some point.

The young man stood with his hands behind his back, with a smile on his mouth, but his deep eyes were not on the box, but on the dragon chair.

"Go grab that box!"

The sharp-mouthed man suddenly yelled, and his aura erupted immediately. The powerful aura of the Soaring Cloud Realm was unreservedly revealed. He held a yin-yang fish-shaped disk tightly in his hand, aiming at the suddenly appearing boy.

That loud shout was obviously an order to the two disciples.

The two Ghost King Valley disciples immediately regained their senses, and quickly rushed towards the dragon chair.

"The most important treasure of the country, how can you allow the younger generation to defile it!"

Before the sharp-mouthed man could make a move on the boy, he suddenly felt a strong killing intent, and three figures had already passed through the golden gate and walked in.

There were two men and one woman, but the middle-aged man in the tunic suit in the middle was obviously more imposing.

These three people are General An, Wan Jun, and Murong Jingqi who came after them!

When Wan Jun and Murong Jingqi saw that the young man was there, they immediately froze.

But then, a strong killing intent erupted from the two of them, and while their bodies were swaying, they spared Gu Bei and killed the two black-clothed youths who snatched the box from Ghost King Valley.

With a flick of his right hand, a half-foot-long stick-shaped weapon in Wan Jun's hand protruded several pieces in an instant, and turned into a long spear more than six feet long. He stabbed at the young man in black who was reaching for the box on the dragon chair.

The middle-aged man named General An clenched his fist with his right hand, and with the fortitude of an army, he punched fiercely at the sharp-mouthed man.

Gu Bei seemed to have expected this to happen, and with a move with his right hand, the box on the dragon chair flew towards Gu Bei's right hand from the air.

"Boy, let go of the box!"

Seeing this, the sharp-mouthed man gave a stern shout, dismissed General An, and attacked Gu Bei with a strange figure.

"Covet the national treasure, seek death!"

General An also shouted in a deep voice, turning his fist towards Gu Bei.

The two of them, no matter who they were, would not allow Gu Bei to get that box.

All of a sudden, a scuffle broke out~
(End of this chapter)