"boom!"

When Zhang Muyang's palm pressed against the ancient stone gate, a huge roar sounded, followed by the spiritual energy in Zhang Muyang's body, as if it was a flood breaking the dam, and all rushed towards the stone gate.

Zhang Muyang's face turned pale in an instant. If it weren't for the strong spiritual energy in his body, he would have lost his life. Fortunately, he reacted in time and frantically ran the "Nine Turns of the Profound Art". At the same time, he took out a pill of the spirit gathering pill placed in the Qiankun bag and placed it directly in his mouth. With the help of the pill's medicinal effect, this barely offset the crazy swallowing of the spiritual energy by the stone gate.

There is only Zhang Muyang in the world. He can resist this deadly stone gate so hard, which is comparable to the consumption of spiritual energy in the Golden Pill stage. To be honest, everyone except him will be sucked into a person when they come.

As Zhang Muyang continued to send spiritual energy, the ancient stone door was gradually pushed open by him. The moment the stone door was pushed open, Zhang Muyang's heart suddenly jumped.

He felt a familiar aura. Zhang Muyang had also felt this aura in Yanjing before. It was the immortal sword that Su Shengtian gave him. Although the immortal sword was damaged, it was at the level of an immortal weapon.

Is there a treasure of the level of immortal weapon in this stone gate? Zhang Muyang's eyes narrowed, and his energy and spirit were tense.

Wherever there are treasures, there are dangers, especially in such caves. Who knows whether the master will leave a pit for future generations?

So Zhang Mu** didn't dare to be careless at all, and focused all her attention in the stone door that was slowly pushed open. Behind Zhang Muyang, Ling Bing was a little worried. Although she knew that Zhang Muyang was powerful, the pressure in the stone door just now was real. She was a little worried that Zhang Muyang would encounter any danger.

Monk Huijue, not far away from Ling Bing, had a change in his expression. Under the current pressure, he wanted to escape several times. Anyway, the Buddha statue had already been obtained, but when he saw the opened stone door, he was a little unwilling to accept it.

Gradually, the stone door pushed by Zhang Muyang did not sway. Although Zhang Muyang used all his strength, he only pushed open a thin slit and could only allow a person to go into the stone door sideways. No matter how hard Zhang Muyang used, the stone door would not move at all.

Zhang Muyang knew that this was at his limit, so he didn't force it and released his spiritual sense to see it again. This time, the spiritual sense did not disappear inexplicably. He sensed something in the stone gate. Before he could see carefully what object it was, he took the thing and snatched out of the door.

Fortunately, Zhang Muyang was quick-witted and blocked the fairy sword. He heard a clang of his ears. The thing was in the fairy sword. Zhang Muyang suddenly reached out and grabbed it. When he saw a rough look, it turned out to be a gourd in his hand, which was crystal clear and beautiful.

Just as Zhang Muyang looked at the gourd carefully, the stone gate in front of him closed tightly with a "boom", and then suddenly a breath of energy swept out from the left and right of the stone gate.

Zhang Muyang was not prepared, and most of his attention was on the gourd. His body was knocked out with a "bang" and he fell heavily on the wall in the cave.

Ling Bing's face changed and he rushed over to help him. Zhang Muyang turned over with a kite and barely stood up. He grabbed Ling Bing who was rushing over and said anxiously: "Go away."

As soon as Zhang Muyang finished speaking, a more intense energy came out from both sides of the stone gate again. Monk Huijue, when Zhang Muyang was knocked away by the energy, realized that something was wrong and took a step first.

It took more than ten minutes to complete the journey, but under the threat of death, Zhang Muyang dragged Ling Bing out in less than thirty seconds. The stone pillar pits along the way were all knocked away by Zhang Muyang like bulldozers.

Anyway, his body has been tempered by the thunder. Although such a collision will cause some damage, it will not be too big of a problem. Now life is important.

After Zhang Muyang and Ling Bing broke out of the cave, the original cave collapsed, and the entire mountain seemed to tremble a few times.

"Ling Bing, are you okay?" Zhang Muyang looked at Ling Bing who was holding on the wall and gasping heavily.

Ling Bing shook her head. She was so serious that she had nothing to do. Although she was hit by Qi Jin a few times behind her, her cultivation was not for nothing. She was just jumped and she was still scared.

Seeing the two people who were robbing the road, the old monk Huijue hurried over and said, "It's good that you're fine, good, good, the two fellow Taoists are indeed Hongfu Qitian."

Ling Bing glanced at the monk with a squinted look and sneered: "Master, you ran slowly just now. If you want to say Hongfu, you are much bigger than us."

Monk Huijue blushed and said, "Good, good, monk was afraid of death just now, so he was really ashamed. Fortunately, you two are fine, otherwise..."

Zhang Muyang interrupted him, and black eyes looked at Huijue's eyes and said, "Otherwise you will save a lot of trouble."

Monk Huijue was stunned by Zhang Muyang's sight, then recovered and asked with a little surprise: "Where did Fellow Daoist Zhang's words come from?"

When he said this, his body couldn't help but take a step forward, as if he was confused about what Zhang Muyang said just now and wanted to explain.

Zhang Muyang was about to speak, but suddenly felt sweet in his throat and blood was about to spurt out, but he endured it.

It was so unlucky that he was actually plotted by someone else's formation. Zhang Muyang shook his head in his heart. If he had been more cautious just now and had not lowered most of his attention to the gourd, he would never be hurt. It seems that something was wrong with his mentality.

Just when Zhang Muyang was about to heal his wounds secretly, Monk Huijue walked a few more steps toward them. Seeing that Zhang Muyang looked wrong, and Zhang Muyang was covered in bruises, he hurriedly asked: "Fellow Daoist Zhang was injured in the cave just now? I have some elixirs here, which are very good for the injury. Do you want to take some, Fellow Daoist Zhang?"

Zhang Muyang waved his hand and signaled not to use it. He sat cross-legged, took out a pill from Qiankun bag, and swallowed it.

Just as Zhang Muyang was about to heal his wounds, the monk Huijue suddenly stopped him and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, I don't know what treasure you got from the immortal cave this time."

Zhang Muyang raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean?"

Seeing that he seemed to have been misunderstood, Monk Huijue quickly waved his hand and said, "Two fellow Taoists, don't get it wrong. The old monk is not thinking about that treasure, but just a little curious. Besides, you have already given revenge. How could I sit down such a despicable thing? I just want to take a look. You will not believe me, the old monk."
Chapter completed!