It's not just magicians who have defense, fighters can too, especially with combined skills. Even if each individual's strength is not high, the combined defense is quite impressive.

Along the way, Yang Lan'er also saw the appearance of magic traps. Compared with the formations and talismans in the world of cultivation, they were far inferior in variety and power.

And it always goes straight forward. No wonder those people were so surprised that their eyes almost popped out when she could remotely control the trajectory of the fireball.

Not only that, as long as the person is outside the attack range, there will be no problem at all. There is no directionality at all. No wonder the trap can be detonated in advance by induction.

Anyway, in Yang Lan'er's eyes, these are all relatively low-level and really not enough to be used as evidence.

However, the traps became more and more powerful the further down you went, and sometimes Monty had to take action to control the situation.

I didn't meet anyone else along the way, which shows how huge this underground maze is.

Not long after, after experiencing unusually large hail, the group came across a particularly large cave. Once they went in, everyone was stunned.

Inside, there was a pile of purple gold coins like a small mountain, as well as various glittering magic equipment, which made people unable to open their eyes.

A mountain of treasure suddenly appeared before him, and even Mil found it difficult to remain calm.

Yang Lan'er was looking around vigilantly, her spiritual awareness already extended outward.

According to the plot, it is not easy to take away this treasure mountain. Mil and others walked to the former lair of the Black Dragon Chief. The pair of purple gold coins are simply his bed, okay?

The treasure snow areas of other dragons have very powerful and hidden magic traps, but there are none here. Of course, this is definitely not a good sign.

There are no magic traps here, but there is a wisp of the soul of the former Black Dragon Chieftain, whose strength is also god-level.

In the plot, Mil and his group were badly defeated. There was not even a mage in their team, let alone competing with the god-level.

Finally, the Saint was attracted. The light magic has a powerful blessing on soul creatures. With the Saint's strength, top-grade equipment, and the help of a paladin, the Soul Black Dragon was killed.

What the saint wanted to find was right here. She took what she wanted, and the rest belonged to Mil. This became Mil's bargaining chip after he returned to the royal family.

To say that the Saint treats money like dirt? Others naturally worship her in this way, but only the author and the readers know that the Saint is trying to help Mill and show her goodwill in various ways!

Well, actually at this time, Mil himself didn’t know what the Saint felt about him, and he really thought that the Saint didn’t need this little money.

Looking at the mountain of purple gold coins in front of her, Yang Lan'er's mouth twitched. Damn, I wonder if the Welby treasury has so many purple gold coins? Is it just "this little" money? And those magical equipment and jewelry, at least those at the level of magician can be used, and many of them are the equipment of magic saints, magic gods, fighting saints and fighting gods, okay?

There is no need to count them carefully. If not a hundred thousand, there must be at least eighty or ninety thousand. How many experts must be recruited and how many high-end subordinates must be equipped with it?

I have to say that the saint is actually quite generous when it comes to men.

Such wealth cannot be ignored even by the wealthy Guangming Palace.

At least, if the Holy Emperor of Light knew, he would rather hold it in his own hands than let others take advantage of it. Maybe he would have created a powerful enemy. As it turned out, Mil really did not get along with the Palace of Light in the end.

"No wonder dragons like shiny things. It's really nice to pile up countless purple gold coins and sleep on them. Haha." Yi Mishang was stunned for a moment before she reacted and couldn't help but sigh.

"Who said that all dragons like shiny things? That's Western. We in the East don't have this bad habit." Yang Lan'er's mind was filled with small gold and silver items. She stated very carefully that they didn't have this hobby, and the real dragon clan would not like such useless shiny things at all, unless they were treasures.

So, it’s not that I don’t like shiny things, it’s just that shiny things are not treasures! If there are two treasures, one shiny and the other gray, I guess I will still pay attention to the shiny one first.

However, even if it happens to humans, it is a conditioned reflex. It is not a special hobby, but an intuitive reaction of thinking.

"Really? How do you know? Have you seen it?" Yi Mishang asked with interest. She was really curious about this. The Chinese claim to be the descendants of the dragon, so they naturally have a special feeling for creatures like dragons.

But, can we see dragons in the world of cultivation? Isn't it too rare?

"It's just a coincidence. Anyway, they won't like such useless, simply shiny things." Yang Lan'er stated solemnly, and Xiaojin and Xiaoyin were satisfied and settled down.

"That's good." Yi Mishang felt inexplicably relieved. This hobby was actually not that great.

At this moment, Mill and his group, including Monty, had not yet come to their senses. Unconsciously, someone was attracted and took two steps forward involuntarily.

It was these two steps that caused sudden changes in the previously peaceful cave.

A terrifying pressure rushed down like an overwhelming force, and everyone felt a tightness in their chest. Those with weaker strength suddenly felt like vomiting blood.

After a few breaths, Yi Mishang swayed, as if she couldn't bear it anymore. It was purely because others knelt down, and she was relying on her willpower to hold on in anger.

Among those present, Yi Mishang had the lowest strength, even though she had a single spiritual root and had jumped from the first level of Qi training to the fifth level from the start to now.

Yang Lan'er was the most relaxed, or rather, this bit of momentum was like an itch to her.

Although Yang Lan'er knew that this was related to the use of power in the magic world, and that they, like the monks, were experienced in the use of spiritual awareness and momentum, they were probably far behind in the same realm.

However, what made Yang Lan'er a little confused just now was, could it be that she was really in the realm of a god of law?

It would have been fine if she had never made a comparison before, but now that she felt the power of the Black Dragon God of Magic, she couldn't help but believe that her strength was actually stronger than this.

After discovering Yi Mishang's situation, Yang Lan'er came to her senses, raised her hand and cast a talisman on Yi Mishang. She immediately felt relieved, and the force that was about to crush her bones disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The person who was concentrating on resisting the pressure of the aura had no time to notice this little movement, but the dragon who was exerting the aura knew that at that moment, the aura was obviously stagnant for a moment.

"roar!"

During this gap, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, but was frightened by the deafening roar.