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Of course, Wan Xiaotian would not give up. The Zhao family felt that the impregnable formation had no effect on him. At this time, the Zhao family was not equipped with enough personnel. Such a large place was enough for Wan Xiaotian to go around. In just a few days, he touched the Zhao family.

At this time, Wan Xiaotian took advantage of the lack of staff in the Zhao family and sneaked into the Zhao family's ancestral hall, took out the prepared sulfur, tung oil and other items, and placed it around the ancestral hall. He sighed in his heart that the storage bag is more useful, but it is too small. Otherwise, it would be easier to move a small hill and smash it directly.

So when it was late at night, the Zhao family's ancestral hall caught fire. It was not difficult for the monks to put out the fire, but letting people burn the ancestral hall under the nose. Isn't this a slap in the face? After investigation, the elder of the prison hall began to get busy again. The head of the family Zhao Lefeng had a problem with his head. Now he was the biggest except the ancestor. He was the one who was in power and took orders. Although he didn't know who was unable to get along with the Zhao family, Zhao Leshan thought this was a good opportunity, so he let his confidant try his best to suppress Zhao Lefeng. There is really a world where there are people, even a family. So the Zhao family, which was originally constantly suffering from external troubles, had civil strife again, and even fewer people were. The ancestor Zhao Lie turned a blind eye. Anyway, he was doing things for him. Whoever lost and whoever won was the same. Isn't they still his descendants?

The Zhao family was in chaos for a while. Wan Xiaotian took this opportunity to touch the Zhao family's treasure pavilion. He was envious for a long time and finally found an opportunity.

Now that the Zhao family is in chaos, Zhao Lehuo, the early stage of foundation building cultivator who guards the Treasure Pavilion, was also recruited to discuss matters. Wan Xiaotian took this opportunity to sneak to the Treasure Pavilion in the back mountain. It is usually quiet and no one will linger here, otherwise he will be considered coveting the family treasures.

The most important thing for a force is inheritance, and the second is the resource of cultivation. The treasure pavilion of the Zhao family is built in the abdomen of the mountain, and a thick and solid formation is arranged at the entrance of the cave. Wan Xiaotian scratched his head a little. Looking at it with his right eye, although the formation level is not as high as the seal formation of the Fantasy Butterfly Valley, it is layer after layer. The Fantasy Butterfly Valley is only half a foot thick, and this one is one foot thick.

Wan Xiaotian gritted his teeth and could not get a tiger's son if he didn't enter the tiger's den. He retreated a hundred meters and made a run-up. When he approached the formation, he twisted his body and hit the formation. Wan Xiaotian was bounced out and fell to the ground from a distance.

Wan Xiaotian felt that it was a little bit worse, a little bit, unwilling to give up. This time he pulled two hundred meters away, rubbed half of his body that was so painful that he was hit, and mustered up the courage to try again.

Wan Xiaotian's figure flashed when he approached the formation and disappeared.

"No, the treasure pavilion formation was activated." As soon as Zhao Lehuo sat down in the conference hall, he felt a slight fluctuation in the array control talisman in his arms, and his face changed drastically. He didn't bother to say hello to Zhao Leshan, and left in a hurry.

Zhao Leshan snorted coldly. Zhao Lefeng had already had a patient and soon had to give up the position of head of the family to himself. Zhao Lehuo was so ignorant of the current affairs. He thought Zhao Lefeng could protect you?

There are a total of ten foundation-building cultivators in the Zhao family. Except for the ancestor who is in the late stage of foundation-building, Zhao Lefeng is in the middle stage of foundation-building, and the rest are in the early stage of foundation-building. However, Zhao Leshan is in the peak of foundation-building and can enter the middle stage of foundation-building at any time. Therefore, Zhao Lehuo's treasure pavilion must be won. With cultivation resources, he can quickly break through to the middle stage of foundation-building and successfully take over the position of head of the family.

Zhao Leshan had already led Zhao Lehuo into the reactionary camp and continued to discuss matters quietly, waiting to see his jokes.

Wan Xiaotian entered the Treasure Pavilion Cave and looked at the shelves inside. Wan Xiaotian drooled and shone with his eyes. After following You Yishou for several times, he was quite experienced. He glanced over and stared at the storage bags and put them in his arms.

I saw bottles of pills and magic weapons on the shelf. Wan Xiaotian's eyes shone, and he only regretted that he had fewer hands, and he didn't care about what pills it was. He put them into his storage bag one by one, and then there was magic weapons. Wan Xiaotian looked at Xiaojian, Xiaozhu, Xiaoding, Xiaoqizi, and all kinds of things, and said, "The stingy master is not reliable. You have to rely on yourself to make good things. Do it yourself and make enough food and clothing." Haha."

He reached out and grabbed a bronze-colored cauldron and grabbed another sword. At this moment, the formation at the entrance of the cave fluctuated violently and was about to open. Wan Xiaotian's eyes shrank, terrible, was it discovered?

His mind turned sharply, walked to the entrance of the cave, leaned against the stone wall, and saw a figure slowly walking in. Wan Xiaotian's left eye glanced at the treasure cave and saw a wave spreading out from Wan Xiaotian's left eye, and half of his spiritual power was instantly pulled away. Wan Xiaotian gritted his teeth, hoping it would be effective, otherwise he would have to fight his life.

Zhao Lehuo walked in and checked the treasure shelf, but there was no change. He looked around and there was no one, which made him a little confused.

Seeing that the foundation-building monk was confused by the illusion he set up, Wan Xiaotian quickly flashed out of the cave entrance.

Zhao Lehuo was originally puzzled that it was too quiet. When Wan Xiaotian moved, he felt a wave of spiritual power and shouted: "Little thief, where can I run?"

In fact, he had not come out of the illusion yet and could not see anything. He just shouted. When Wan Xiaotian heard this shout, he was shocked and his feet were faster.

After Zhao Lehuo came in, he closed the formation from the inside and decided to close the door and beat the dog. Wan Xiaotian was lucky this time and disappeared outside the formation.

Zhao Lehuo was very anxious. He was still trapped in the illusion. He was cruel and bit off a piece of his tongue. The clearness in front of him suddenly became much clearer. Seeing a few airs empty, he was anxious and turned his head to chase him. Seeing the formation in front of him, he was puzzled. The formation was still intact, so how did that person get out? But he didn't have time to think so much, so he opened the formation and hurriedly chased him.

After this delay, after he came out, he glanced around and there was only a figure left in his spiritual consciousness, running towards the depths of the Zhao family. Zhao Lehuo roared, "Little thief, where can I run?" Because of his spiritual power, the sound waves echoed over the Zhao family.

Smoothing, the foundation-building monks of the Zhao family took their swords and swept around their spiritual senses.

At this time, Wan Xiaotian had already arrived at the edge of the protective formation and felt the magical storm. Wan Xiaotian laughed and said, "Elder Zhao, thank you for your gift. I like it very much. I will repay you later."

With the lesson from last time, he has become much less concerned about the fact that he has not left his name, so he has not left his name. There are ten foundation-building monks in the Zhao family at home. It seems that Zhao Linglei is also a foundation-building monk. He cannot beat him, so he can only talk about it later.

Wan Xiaotian doesn’t have the idea that I can’t beat him and fight to the death. Isn’t that a fool?

Zhao Lieru, the ancestor of the Zhao family, took the lead and a lightning sword flew towards Wan Xiaotian. The speed of the late-stage foundation-building cultivator was much faster than Wan Xiaotian. In the blink of an eye, he reached a hundred feet away from Wan Xiaotian. His five fingers spread out and grabbed Wan Xiaotian, "Little thief, I'm disturbed my Zhao family, do you still want to leave?"

Wan Xiaotian shivered and shouted: "This time I just collected some interest. I will come again in the future. You can wait." After the voice fell, he flashed out of the formation.

Zhao Lie roared and withdrew his palm, slamming heavily on the formation.

Xiaomi soup said

Wan Xiaotian: There is no recommendation vote in this treasure house, which is a pity.
Chapter completed!