Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

Chapter 1152 Palace Master

Feng Qingran looked at the golden box and twitched the corner of her mouth. It was true that no matter what kind of creature, they liked gold.

If gold is added to the soul of a monk, it can represent merit.

As merit increases, the monk's luck and opportunities will increase.

Monks are naturally fond of gold.

Gold can also be added to the destiny. The golden destiny is naturally noble and will be favored by heaven.

All creatures with a golden destiny will have a smooth and smooth future as long as they do not go astray.

Gold is not just used on living beings.

Other things, such as talismans, seals, weapons, etc., if the level is golden, they are very powerful existences.

Gold and purple are the two favorite colors of monks on the road.

Purple will certainly be darker than gold.

However, purple is rarer and more precious. Purple things are often linked to laws and are difficult to control.

Compared with purple, gold has become a more common type of existence.

"I suspect we will see countless more treasure chests like this." Feng Qingran said.

Feng Jingyue blinked and asked, "Then do we want to open it?"

"No." Feng Qingran gave the same answer as before.

Feng Qingran felt the message conveyed on the treasure box and raised the corners of her lips slightly, "If you like blocking the road, just give him a good beating."

After Feng Qingran finished speaking, he took out the God-killing Spear and prepared to stab the treasure chest with it.

When the God-killing Spear was about to approach the treasure chest, the treasure chest suddenly jumped away, leaving the way in.

Feng Qingran scanned the treasure chest, it was indeed a conscious thing.

She had fallen into a misunderstanding before. When she saw the golden crow on the door, the first thing she thought of was the Zhenshen Clan.

But the Zhenshen Clan is not the only one related to the Golden Crow.

Feng Jingyue saw the treasure box move out of the way, and her eyes were confused for a moment.

She clearly didn't feel any consciousness on the treasure chest, so why did it avoid Sister Feng's attack?

Feng Jingyue moved her fingertips slightly, and a few drops of moonlight divine water fell on the box.

This time, she did not deliberately control the corrosive power of the Moonlight Divine Water.

But the treasure box was intact and not corroded by the divine water.

She didn't feel the defense on the treasure box, and there were no other aura fluctuations inside it.

Feng Jingyue suddenly became more curious about what was inside the treasure box.

He almost wanted to control the divine water and open the treasure chest.

Boom, boom, boom! ——

The God-killing Spear hit the treasure chest and made a sound.

The treasure chest moved to the side again to make way for a wider path.

"No matter who you are, don't block my way. I'm just here to find a monk. Once I find him, I will leave." Feng Qingran said.

"Sister Feng, can it understand you?" Feng Jingyue asked curiously.

"I don't know, even if it can't understand it, the person behind it can understand it." After Feng Qingran finished speaking, he put away the God-killing Spear and stepped into the palace.

This palace is splendid and luxurious.

Treasures are on display everywhere.

A human figure is carved on a high position in the hall.

The man wore a crown on his head, a dragon robe, a golden mark between his eyebrows, and a big clock in his hand. He looked arrogant, exuding unquestionable authority and domineering, and looked like the supreme person in the world.

Feng Qingran felt a strong sense of oppression from this person.

This sense of oppression is different from the oppression of the weak by the strong, but a unique kind of oppression.

Feng Qingran couldn't describe this feeling of oppression in words.

At this moment, the God-killing Spear and the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners jumped out of the void space.

Feng Qingran suddenly felt that the feeling of oppression disappeared.

The God-killing Spear flew forward and stabbed two holes in the man's body without mercy.

Manguihata went over and slapped the opponent twice in the face.

Feng Qingran:......

I was speechless a lot.

The weapon spirits of the God-killing Spear and the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners are similar to those of Qingfeng and Canglong.

They all have their own minds.

But they've never been so childish.

Doesn't the person above have any grudge against them?

The master of the hall, who originally looked mighty and domineering, now looks a little embarrassed, his posture is still arrogant, but he lacks a sense of intimidation.

Feng Qingran immediately turned around and decided to see other things in the hall.

She was afraid that if she continued to watch, the God-killing Spear and Ten Thousand Ghost Flags would hit that person a few more times.

In the end, who is the master of this hall, or should he show some mercy to the other party?

The God-killing Spear and the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags followed Feng Qingran, one on the left and one on the right, standing next to Feng Qingran like a protector.

Feng Jingyue glanced at the God-killing Spear several times. The God-killing Spear was the weapon that the ancestor of all demons had been using before his death.

This thing disappeared after the ancestor of all demons disappeared.

There are quite a few powerful people who want to find it.

But they all failed.

This thing can become the weapon of the ancestor of all demons, which shows its power.

Feng Jingyue had a doubt from the first moment she saw the God-killing Spear.

Sister Feng is a human monk. She cares about the common people and practices Taoism.

Why did the demon clan's weapons belong to Sister Feng?

Several more golden treasure boxes appeared within Feng Qingran's sight.

Only this time, they did not block Feng Qingran's path. Instead, they deliberately opened a way for Feng Qingran to go.

Feng Qingran didn't even look at the treasure box and came to a mural.

Dozens of paintings are clearly carved on the walls.

Feng Qingran started to look at the first picture, which showed the person in the high position before.

Feng Qingran felt the familiar sense of oppression again.

She immediately held down the God-killing Spear and the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags, "Don't move for now. I want to find out what's going on."

Among human monks, the most common thing is the suppression of strength.

But a painting does not involve the other party's physical presence, so it is obviously not suppressed by force.

And among the human races now, there is no bloodline suppression.

Of course, the human race had bloodline suppression a long time ago.

It's just that this kind of bloodline suppression has caused several catastrophes among the human race.

In the end, the Supreme Human Race sacrificed his own power and abolished the bloodline suppression in the Human Race.

In fact, humans and beasts are different.

In the beast clan, different beasts cannot reproduce with each other, so this suppression of bloodline will easily continue.

But the situations of humans and beasts are completely different.

If the human race continues to use the bloodline suppression of the beast race, it will definitely cause a melee and create a gap between the races.

It will also make the human race unstable.

It is not conducive to the development of human races.

Therefore, for the human race, not only are there no bloodline suppression between each other, but other races are also unable to form bloodline suppression against the human race.

Feng Qingran's eyes darkened slightly, staring at the painting, sensing the specific source of the bloodline suppression.

Feng Qingran's eyes immediately fell on a part of the painting. The suppression may not have been given by this person.

After all, it is still unknown whether the other person is a human being.

Feng Qingran stared at the clock, and then glanced at the God-killing Spear and Ten Thousand Ghost Flags that were always eager to try, and something flashed across the sea of ​​consciousness.