.....

After a while, the several intermediate spiritual rings in Fei Ren's hand were filled with stuff, and he could no longer put down any of them, and he gained a huge reward.

Moreover, Fei Ren in these spiritual rings was carefully selected, most of which were medicinal materials above the fifth grade, as well as magic cores above the spiritual level. As for other treasures and lower-level Yuan stones, they were all discarded by him.

Nowadays, most of the Yuan stones in his spiritual ring are medium-grade Yuan stones, and the total number is hundreds of thousands!

"I have never been so generous in my life..."

Feren looked excited when he let out a breath of turbid air.

Although he wanted to use the power of the Immortal Refining Divine Cauldron to swallow and refine all the extra treasures in the spiritual ring, there were many people in the hall now, so he did not want to expose the secret of the Immortal Refining Divine Cauldron, so he had to give up his thoughts at the moment.

"You can't be greedy!"

Concentrating on his mind, Fei Ren's eyes looked at the hall again the next moment.

At this time, the battle in the hall was almost over. There were less than a hundred warriors still alive at the scene, most of whom were at the level of the martial arts level above the tenth level, and the masters of the five major tribes also suffered heavy losses.

It can be seen that most of the treasures on the scene have been plundered, and they were left on the ground, with only some low-level Yuan stones, magic cores, medicinal materials and debris, and no one cares about them.

In addition, the senior leaders of the five major tribes, including Indra, Du Qing and Hur, were nowhere to be seen.

"Indra, Hur and others are gone, and there is no trace of the Great Elder and the others. It seems that the treasures here are not enough to attract their attention..."

"The inheritance opportunity of the powerful power in the Martial King Realm should be elsewhere..."

Fei Ren naturally noticed the disappearance of Indra and others.

However, through the Yuanli Sensation, he also knew that although Indra and others disappeared, they did not leave the golden hall in front of them and were still staying in a certain place in the hall.

In addition, the golden hall where everyone lives is not independent, and each is separated by separate halls, just like the broad hall at Fei Ren's feet, is only one of them.

Only one of the temples has such a large number of treasures, which shows how powerful the desert dynasty under Azer's rule was.

“Are there…”

Looking up at the other side of the hall, Fei Ren looked thoughtful, there was a passage there, which seemed to lead to other halls.

"Swish!"

Without any hesitation, Fei Ren jumped towards the depths of the hall the next moment.

....

After Fei Ren left, the other side of the hall

"Swish!"

Shen Linhe also fell to the ground and escaped from the battle. At this moment, he was sweating profusely and had several injuries on his left shoulder.

The hall was previously in a mess of battles, and even he was no exception, and he was also trapped in the siege of several warriors.

However, Yuanli's cultivation level has reached the tenth level of the Martial Arts level, and with several high-level martial arts in his hand, Shen Linhe has successfully killed several warriors who besieged him and saved the treasures he plundered in his hand. This trip is worth it.

"Brother Fei's strength has become stronger again..."

"Although my Yuanli cultivation has broken through to the tenth level of the Martial Arts Realm, the subsequent competition for the inheritance of the Martial King Realm will inevitably be very tragic."

"And now I have collected a lot of treasures and a few young eggs from the Iron Eater Beast. It's time to stop...!"

He glanced at the depths of the hall and the passage leading to other halls. The next moment, Chen Linhe shook his head, then turned around and left, flying towards the entrance of the hall, as if he had some self-knowledge in his heart and was unwilling to continue taking risks.

Unlike Fei Ren, Chen Linhe is only a genius of a seventh-grade family in the Ming Dynasty. His strength is limited and he can at most compete with the half-step Wuling Realm. Moreover, there is no support from the sixth-grade sect like Lieyang Sect, so he is not sure about the subsequent competition for the inheritance of the Wu King Realm.

Therefore, seeing that Fei Ren chose to continue to go deeper, Chen Linhe did not follow him, but stopped in time to leave.

Moreover, among the people present, except for a few casual cultivators who continued to go deep into the hall, most of the warriors who had gained benefits and treasures chose to leave and no longer go deep into the hall. They obviously had the same thoughts and stopped when they saw the opportunity.

.....

At this moment, somewhere on the edge of the hall, Fei Ren flew towards the depths, and finally disappeared. A gray-robed figure also appeared and looked gloomy, and it was the Yin Zi Taoist who had escaped from him.

"This little beast is getting stronger and stronger..."

"It seems like I have to find a way to get rid of him as soon as possible...!"

His eyes looked in the direction where Fei Ren left, and a trace of solemnity and fear were also slightly passed in the pupils of Yin Zi Taoist.

Along the way, except for collecting treasures, he quietly followed the other party, waiting for an opportunity to avenge his revenge.

However, Fei Ren's powerful strength in the past was seen by the Taoist Taoist Yin Zi. With his current ability, he would definitely not be Fei Ren's opponent by one-on-one fight. Even if there are a few mummies to help, it would be useless.

Therefore, in order to avenge the revenge, the Yinzi Taoist had to find another method, otherwise he would not be able to kill Fei Ren at all with his own strength, and would instead die in vain.

"Swish!"

The body turned into a gray shadow, and the next moment, the Yin Zi Taoist followed closely, and also sank into the depths of the hall and disappeared.

.....

Golden Hall, somewhere

A few minutes later, Fei Ren finally arrived at the end of the passage. At this moment, what appeared before him was a strange and wide palace, surrounded by gorgeous decorations and atmospheric decorations. The floor was covered with rare diamond mines. At the end of the temple, a golden throne appeared.

On the left and right sides of the golden throne, there are two tall golden crow totem sculptures, which are vivid at this moment, as if symbolizing the great reputation of the desert dynasty back then.

"Is this... the Lord Palace?"

Seeing this scene, Fei Ren's eyes were also slightly surprised.

The temple in front of me is not only decorated in a gorgeous way, but also different from the other temples. It is not only a wider area, but also a golden throne in the middle of the hall. In the ancient desert dynasty, only His Majesty the Emperor has a throne.

Suddenly, the temple in front of me is the main hall in the ruins of the palace that year, and it is also the place where Azer is most likely to leave behind the heritage.

At the same time, Indra, Du Qing, Hell and others who had not appeared before were also in the hall, and each occupied a territorial area. Although they did not have any specific actions, it can be seen from the tense atmosphere on the scene that everyone was eyeing the treasures of the main hall.

"Um?"

In front of the Brahma tribe team, his eyes swept and saw Fei Ren appearing in the main hall. Indra's eyes also condensed, revealing a little surprise.

"I didn't expect that this kid could even break into the main hall without the help of those old guys Zhang Han..."
Chapter completed!