Youth's Cultivation

Chapter 850

"Whoosh..."

A pole array flag was thrown into the surrounding space by Wang Xiaohu. The black fog outside the cave was getting thinner and thinner, and a light golden light came out of it.

Seeing the light golden light, the smile in Hong Tao's eyes is stronger. Maybe the Yin Feng Canyon is just a cover up. At least the golden light looks more like a treasure than black gas.

"Xiao Wu, are you sure what's in here is good for you? No danger? " At the moment, Wang Xiaohu's mind is communicating with the spirit of the real devil who automatically wakes up in his body.

"The master knows everything. How dare Xiao Wu fool the master? There is indeed a trace of magic gas in the cave, which is not too pure. But if it is swallowed up, it will be good for the master. At least it can improve the master's cultivation for several layers!" The limitless demon flattered and said that his current fate was between Wang Xiaohu's thoughts. How dare he make the master unhappy.

"Don't act rashly, you son of a bitch, dare to let me be cannon fodder. Look at me, I won't kill him!" Although Wang Xiaohu's cultivation is not high, there are not many people who can make him suffer losses. Although Feng Tianxing also intends to use himself, he doesn't use Feng Tianxing and others.

Not to mention the final result, the wind and the sky are also somewhat magnanimous. At least in case of danger, they can bear it first. The flood is far from good. They actually let themselves be cannon fodder for him.

Uncle can bear it, aunt can't bear it

"What are you doing? Go in!" Hong Tao fell behind Wang Xiaohu, but did not rush into the cave for the first time. Although the array was broken, there seemed to be a strange smell in the cave, which was isolated from the exploration of God.

Wang Xiaohu turned back with a somewhat angry expression, but seeing Hong Tao's cold eyes, he seemed to understand that he was unable to resist, so he obediently walked into the cave.

After a few breaths, a scream of horror came out of the cave. Hong Tao was startled and retreated quickly, but the scream stopped suddenly. There was no sound, and nothing came out of the cave. On the contrary, the golden light in the cave became more and more bright.

Hong Tao shouted outside the cave, but there was no response.

"What's going on? Did the boy die quietly in it? " Hong Tao was in doubt, but the golden light seemed to be the aura of some kind of strange treasure.

Enter or not, this is a question!

...

After struggling for a long time, Hong Tao finally decided to go in and have a look. Otherwise, how could he be willing to leave like this.

Entering the cave seems ordinary, but the mind seems to have lost its function and can only rely on eyesight.

Perhaps it was because Wang Xiaohu's sudden scream made Hong Tao vigilant. In the cave of more than 100 feet, Hong Tao took a cup of tea Kung Fu, which shows his degree of caution.

But soon, Hong Tao came to the end of the cave. In a hall with a radius of less than 10 meters, he saw only a golden bead the size of a thumb, emitting golden light.

"This is the golden light relic..." Hong Tao looked at the soft golden light relic in front of him.

Relic, only in ancient times, some monks who practiced special skills did not condense golden elixir Yuanying, but relic.

This Sari is the essence of a body, and the golden glare is at least a legacy of the ancient monks left behind.