Chapter 80 (1/2)

When everyone was happy, Hongmeng was very cautious. He looked at Yuntian secretly. Looking at Yuntian's strange look, he could not help but tremble.

His eyes fixed on the sky, refused to move a point, at the same time gave some hints to the real Jun, told him to be ready to escape.

At this time, Zhenjun seems to be absent-minded, and his eyes are also focused on the Yibao and elixir of tongtianbao Pavilion.

Seeing that the fire had arrived, Yuntian pointed to the treasure Pavilion and said, ”Dear Taoist friends, the last level of illusion of ancient relics is here. There must be countless treasures in it. You must want some. But I've got to tell you that in the front, everyone gets the treasure by virtue of his ability. As for the things and skills of long xuanzi, they belong to me and elder martial brother taidou. ”

There was no objection. After all, these two people were the most powerful among them.

Many friars did not speak any more. They went straight into tongtianbao Pavilion and peeped at many strange treasures in it.

Hongmeng didn't indulge in so many treasures, but carefully observed everything. After all, he didn't come here. The place where he was forbidden was Xuanyuan hall on the fifth floor, so he was very strange here, so he had to be careful.

When Hongmeng and Ge Chen enter tongtianbao Pavilion, Hongmeng discovers the abnormality. After all, Hongmeng was a cultivation in the period of being out of body, but his divine consciousness is very powerful. Just touch this tongtianbao Pavilion, and he discovers the abnormality.

Tongtianbao Pavilion is not big. It's just a large hall with a square of more than 100 meters. There are many things like bookshelves in the hall. On the bookshelves are all kinds of exotic treasures and miraculous drugs. All these things are neatly placed on the bookshelves, which seems to be available by tentacles.

However, it is difficult to find the strangeness if we observe it carelessly.

In front of the bookshelf, there are some subtle secret hemp silk threads, which are almost invisible to the naked eye. These silk threads are black and black, and they intersect with each other. They are like a layer of net, which protects the bookshelf in it. Moreover, these silk threads are definitely not the silk threads of puting. They look very tough and faint, like ghosts.

Hongmeng carefully perceives the silk thread and sends out his own divine consciousness. He touches it quietly. Unexpectedly, it is cut off sharply, causing a sharp pain in Hongmeng's mind.

Suddenly, his face changed greatly, and he was scared of the black silk thread.