Chapter 2472: Spikes

Heipao people have great wisdom, and they see life and death so transparently.
Although he may not be pure about Su Fan's purpose, after Su Fan heard his words, he also gave birth to a few traces of admiration.
"Teached, sir is a master!"
Su Fan arched his hand, the black-robed man had no cultivation base, but Su Fanjing was the opponent's realm of thought.
"Don't dare, in front of your monks, how can I be worthy of being an expert!"
The black-robed man shook his head, and then gestured to Su Fan: "Please come in and sit down!"
"Great!"
Su Fan nodded and followed the black-robed man into the Cao Lu.
After entering the Cao Lu, Su Fan realized that there was something else in it.
The cottage was not big from the outside, but after entering the house, Su Fan clearly felt the power of the world flooded.
Under the influence of the power of the world, the space inside the Cao Lu became extremely large.
And this huge space is all filled with bookshelves.
"Hehe, I like to flip through the book when I'm fine to pass some time!"
Seeing the surprise in Su Fan's expression, the black-robed man explained with a smile: "This is the collection site of the grave guards of the past. I spent seven or eight years, but I only finished reading one of the books!"
"Oh? Let me see what books are there!"
Su Fan became a little interested when he heard the sound.
He walked to a bookshelf, took out the book at random, and flipped it twice.
This is a novel that tells a story of practice that is bitter before sweet.
Su Fan put the book back on the bookshelf. This was not the knowledge he was concerned about. He turned to the bookshelf behind him, took out another book and flipped through it.
The content of this book is not a novel, but it is just some narratives and biographies, and it is not particularly helpful to him.
"Sir, are there only some casual reading materials in the bookshelf?"
Su Fan raised his eyes and asked the black robe man.
"Yes, most of our tomb-keepers don't know how to practice, so there are not many books in the collection that involve practice knowledge!"
Hearing Su Fan's question, the black-robed man understood what he was thinking in his heart and said slowly.
"I can't think of so many books, but none of them are worth reading!"
Su Fan shook his head, immediately lost interest.
"You don't have to be disappointed, there are countless hidden treasures in the silver sand dunes. If you have the heart, you can definitely gain something from it!"
The black robe man smiled.
"That's true, but I haven't passed the second level yet. How did the sir determine that I could enter the silver sand dunes?"
Su Fan flashed his eyes and directly caught the loopholes in the words of the black-robed man.
"Uh...hehe, young man, I just said a hypothetical condition, do you understand?"
The black-robed man knew he had failed, and smiled awkwardly, trying to stabilize the tone of his speech so as not to let Su Fan hear the tension in his heart.
"Understand! Why don't you understand?"
Su Fan said with deep meaning: "If this is the case, please Mr. immediately take me to the location of the second level!"
"Okay, come here!"
The black-robed man turned around and wiped the cold sweat from his head with Su Fan on his back.
He didn't dare to chat too much with Su Fan. The young man next to him had an experience that was extremely inconsistent with his age and was very difficult to deal with.
Then, the two walked to the innermost hall of the Caolu, Su Fan saw that a stone platform was placed there, the stone platform was placed upside down on the ground, and it was engraved with dense text and images.
"Please press your thumb into that hole!"
The black-robed man said from the side, Su Fan stepped forward and saw a small round hole in the center of the stone platform.
Su Fan stretched out the thumb of his right hand and put it in the small round hole. Then he suddenly felt that his fingertip was stung by something, and he couldn't help but retract his finger.
"Not bleeding?"
The black-robed man couldn't help being surprised when he saw Su Fan's intact thumb.
This person's physical body is too powerful, you know, the objects inside can pierce the skin of the gods!
"What the hell?"
Su Fan frowned and looked into the round hole, then he directly punched the stone platform.
"Don't act rashly!"
The black-robed man hurriedly shouted, intending to stop Su Fan's movements.
However, it was too late, and Su Fan's punch directly smashed the stone platform. It turned out that there was a small formation hidden inside.
"Stupid?"
Su Fan saw the type of formation at a glance, and saw a blood-colored spike tied into that formation.
At this moment, the exposed spikes suddenly screamed.
Hum!
The screaming trembling sound resounded all around, full of terrifying mental attacks.
"Damn!"
The black-robed man who had no cultivation base, was shocked by the shock on the spot, bleeding from Qiqiao, and after a scream, he fell to the ground without knowing his life or death.
"This sadness seems to have traveled through a long river..."
Su Fan looked at the screaming thorns, feeling a little inexplicably.
He stepped forward and directly raised his hand to blast through the core of the trapped formation, and the blood-colored spikes were immediately released.
call out!
The blood-colored spike seemed to hide spiritual consciousness. After it got out of the trap, it made a piercing sound and pierced directly towards Su Fan, spreading a sad mood overwhelmingly.
"I saved you, but you want to hurt me?"
Su Fan's eyes sank, and the black Destroying Sword Soul escaped from the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and the blade pointed at the blood-colored spikes, also releasing a deep sad mood.
Be yelling!
After feeling the sad mood conveyed by Destruction Sword Soul, the blood-colored spike suddenly stopped, and then the murderous aura disappeared and fell to the ground from mid-air.
Su Fan's thoughts fluctuated, he walked over and picked up the spikes on the ground.
cool! Very cold!
The surface of this sharp thorn is very cold, like a thousand years of profound ice that never melts.
What the is this?
Su Fan took the spike in his hand and carefully examined it repeatedly, before finally making a rough judgment.
This is a artifact!
"Is this the weapon of the god?"
Su Fan thought in his heart.
Click!
At this time, there was a sudden sound of the mechanism turning, and then the wall on the right in the room rose slowly, revealing a dark hole.
call!
A hot wind blew in from the depths of the hole, accompanied by an unusually dry breath.
Su Fan put away the spikes and walked forward, only to see that the wall around the hole was grayish white as a whole. He went up and touched it, and there was a large piece of dry sand on the wall of the cave.
"What kind of environment is this?"
Su Fan frowned. As soon as he spoke, he felt that his throat was desperately dry, and the hot wind blowing around had taken away a lot of water on his body.
heat! Extreme heat!
Su Fan thought of this, and suddenly had an idea, he took out the spike, and an icy chill was revealed from the spike, permeating everywhere.
laugh!
The cold and hot air merged and offset each other, creating a large white mist of steam.
Su Fan licked his lips and was in the white mist, he felt that he was not so dry anymore.