Finding Treasures

Ye Feng followed many core disciples of the Sword Sect, continue to go deeper towards the internal area of this ancient ruins.

This time the major powers are scattered, each to look for their own chance of creation.

"We go this way."

Lei Wuji based on years of experience, soon led a group of core disciples of the Sword Sect, came to a deep underground valley incomparably deep.

In this deep valley, there were quite a few dilapidated buildings, and among the buildings, many people from other forces were carefully searching for treasures.

"Is the sword sect of the strong!"

At this time, many forces in the people see Ye Feng group of people, immediately is towards the distance to run.

Obviously, they know the strength and heritage of the Sword Sect, and do not want to confront the Sword Sect.

This time Ye Feng is also beginning to understand, the majesty of the great power, sometimes still very convenient and useful.

Simply do not have to do, it scared those small forces in the people directly fled.

Lei Wuji looked behind a group of core disciples of the Sword Sect, said: "Our task now, first of all, this deep valley will be a good exploration, see if you can find any treasures."

A core disciple asked, "Uncle Wuji, how are we going to distribute the treasures we find?"

Lei Wuji smiled and said, "Whatever treasures you find in the ancient ruins, you don't have to turn them in and distribute them, whoever finds them is the one who owns them."

"Boom!"

The moment Lei Wuji's words fell, the crowd was excited and quickly scattered towards the surroundings.

Obviously, whoever finds the treasure is who's, this is too tempting.

Ye Feng this time is also towards the surrounding walk.

"I found a king-class ancient knife!"

A core disciple somewhere suddenly shouted with excitement.

"I found a fragment of a royal-grade treasure coat!"

Another disciple voiced out, his tone full of laughter.

Obviously this deep valley still contained many good treasures.

"Gotham, help me look for it."

At this time, Ye Feng is in the mind and the old devil dragon divine thought communication.

"Okay."

Gotham in the mind voice: "Ha ha, do not worry Ye Feng, with this seat in, can certainly find good things."

Buzz!

Almost in this instant, Ye Feng can feel, his soul sea of Gotham, suddenly released a huge incomparable soul power, to Ye Feng as the center, spread in all directions.

"Hmm?"

Lei Wuji cultivation is powerful, although only martial artists, but he also instantly felt an inexplicable feeling of palpitations.

But that feeling is very illusory, like from that mysterious incomparable spirit soul level.

So Lei Wuji just a flash of gaze, and did not say their palpitations.

He was afraid of causing panic among the many disciples of the Sword Sect.

This time, Ye Feng's figure, is fast in this deep valley shuttle.

Each time weaving, his hands are appearing a treasure.

Slowly, more and more eyes, focused on Ye Feng's body.

Even the three top disciples, Jian Wushuang, Qin Ao Tian and Night Wei Yang, could not help but stop and look at Ye Feng.

Only to see Ye Feng a moment later from a corner of the broken tile jar turned out - pot emitting golden light of spiritual pills.

"Nine-turn golden pills! And it's still a pot!"

Someone exclaimed.

A moment later, Ye Feng pushed another crumbling wall to collapse in one go and found a precious medicine emitting purple spiritual light from the ruins of that wall.

"At least it's all a Pill King!"

Some people were drooling as they looked at it.