Following Feng Tiexin and the others, they quickly passed through the intermediate area and came to the advanced area, since Yun Conghu already had a lot of exotic orders on his body, Ling Feng didn't need to look for it anymore.

As soon as he entered it, Ling Feng felt that the atmosphere around him suddenly became tense, and even the air became extremely viscous.

Looking at the environment again, it was a mess, the ground was criss-crossed, and the powerful pressure could be felt in the distance, obviously this was the trace of the battle a long time ago.

To Ling Feng's surprise, hundreds of thousands of years had passed, and this coercion still existed.

And a few people were meditating next to this trace, obviously feeling the martial arts will contained in it.

"It's no wonder that so many people want to enter here knowing that their lives are in danger, and just by seeing these traces, people can benefit a lot. Ling Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The traces left behind by these battles are definitely treasures, even more precious than some specific exercises.

He remembered that more than a hundred years ago, a family quickly rose to become one of the top forces at that time because of the traces left by a strong battle.

You must know that the content of a written exercise is specific and fixed, and what can give people is limited to the literal meaning, even if it is a heaven-level exercise.

Even if someone is gifted and intelligent enough to discover something other than the records of the exercises, that kind of existence is completely negligible.

But the traces of this battle are abstract and unfixed, and what is left behind is the will of the strong for martial arts, and it can withstand the baptism of time, and what is left behind is definitely a very pure thing.

It's like a treasure trove, a treasure trove that's open to anyone, and you can get a lot of information from it whenever you can.

Although this benefit is not as good as the exercises, which can bring you powerful force in a short period of time, it can make you break through more smoothly.

It is important to understand that it is easy to improve the force, but it is extremely difficult to improve the perception.

If it weren't for him following the wind core, he would have wanted to go over and feel it, because what he lacked now was this kind of thing.

But the Wind Core didn't stop here, and the group immediately passed through the edge and approached the center.

And the more you go, the more often you meet people, these people are either feeling those very concentrated martial arts will, or they are looking for other opportunities, and they are very busy.

But as he walked, the wind core in front of him suddenly stopped, and at this time, Ling Feng was stunned, thinking that he had found that he had come to a huge plain area.

The reason why Ling Feng was so surprised was because this plain appeared too abruptly.

You know, the moment he entered the high-level area, he was full of devastation and ruins, but suddenly there was a plain, and there was not even a trace of damage on it.

It's like a group of ugly women, a peerless beauty suddenly appears, which makes people feel weird.

In addition, a large number of people also gathered here, looking from afar, I saw nearly 100 people standing densely in the distance, and these people formed a huge circle, and the center of the circle was a huge palace.

Yes, it is a palace, but instead of the luxury of the past, this palace is dilapidated, but from some of its details, it can be seen that this palace is absolutely extremely luxurious before it is broken.

And sure enough, it appeared. Feng Tiexin's brows tightened, and he immediately said to Ling Feng and the others: "Wait for a few of you to blend into the crowd, and after the mausoleum is opened, you will go on an adventure with those martial artists of Tianwu, establish friendship and prepare for entering Tianwu, understand?"

"Understood. Ling Feng and the others immediately responded.

However, Ling Feng's brows furrowed slightly after listening to Feng Tiexin's words, because Feng Tiexin was talking about you, that is, she didn't include herself.

"Could it be that this is a trap, she doesn't want to risk her life?" Ling Feng couldn't help but guess.

Although Ling Feng got Yun Conghu's memory, Yun Conghu didn't know much about the task of this trip, he only knew one direction, that is, to enter Tianwu to do internal response.

As for what to do, it was all directly ordered by the wind core, and this time was no exception.

"Let's go. As he spoke, Feng Tiexin beckoned, and he took the first step towards the palace, but this made Ling Feng even more puzzled, or did he say that he had thought wrong before? This is not a trap.

Ling Feng shook his head, becoming more and more confused, but there was no change on his face, and he followed the pace of the wind core.

As he continued to get closer to the palace, Ling Feng gradually saw the faces of these people clearly, and to Ling Feng's surprise, Su Hao, who had just been squeezed away by the wind iron core, was also here.

In addition to him, there were a few acquaintances, like Zhao Yun, Li Bingbing, Zhao Yuqi and Mu Chengcheng, as well as a few people from the Xuanyue Blessed Land, but Xue Qing and Jiaxin did not appear here.

And when Ling Feng was paying attention to them, Su Hao also noticed Ling Feng, but in this case, he couldn't do anything to Ling Feng, he could only act as if he hadn't seen Ling Feng.

And Zhao Yun and Li Bingbing both walked over to this side, and Zhao Yuqi didn't pay attention to anything, obviously, the previous "flirting" was just Zhao Yuqi's deliberate act in order to stimulate Mu Tingcheng.

As for Mu Qingcheng, he was still staring at Ling Feng with a resentful complaint, but he couldn't do anything, and Ling Feng directly ignored her existence.

"You act on the opportunia. Wind Iron Core whispered, and everyone whispered yes, and then quickly dispersed.

Ling Feng felt that there was something wrong with this wind iron core, so he had a long heart, and used special means to leave a divine thought on her body, monitoring her every move.

At this time, Zhao Yun and Li Bingbing came to his side.

"Sister Bingbing, do you know?" Zhao Yun was a little surprised when he saw that the person Li Bingbing came to find was also Ling Feng, you must know that this is the Ice and Snow Princess.

If it weren't for the fact that his aunt was Li Bingbing's aunt, I am afraid that he would not have been able to enter her.

But Li Bingbing, who is not interested in men, actually took the initiative to come to Ling Feng, to be honest, this subverted his previous perception of Li Bingbing.

"I followed Zhao Lao with him to learn the formation, and he is my junior brother. Li Bingbing didn't have any emotional fluctuations on his face, which made Zhao Yun breathe a sigh of relief.

"Brother Ling, are we meeting again?" Zhao Yun immediately uncovered the stubble and looked at Ling Fengdao.

"yes, I didn't expect me to come here, did I?" Ling Feng said.

"I'd be surprised if you hadn't been here. It was Li Bingbing who spoke, and as soon as these words came out, Zhao Yun's eyes widened, as if he didn't look at Li Bingbing's faint smile, he really thought that he had heard it wrong.

Wait, Li Bingbing actually laughed, how could this be......

Immediately, he looked at Ling Feng again, from top to bottom, and from bottom to top several times, not even letting go of a single hair on Ling Feng's body.

Because he wanted to know how special Ling Feng was, he could make Li Bingbing, who had broken thousands of dicks, smile.

"Ahem!" Ling Feng coughed twice in embarrassment, and changed the subject: "Brother Zhao, let me ask you a question, what's going on in this palace?"

"I don't know, it also came out of nowhere, but when it appeared, the movement was a little big, I happened to be nearby, so I came over, however, I guessed that this should be a mausoleum, and looking at this formation, the lowest cultivation of the buried person must be a saint-level martial artist. Zhao Yun naturally understood Ling Feng's drop, so he didn't dwell on it anymore, and replied according to Ling Feng's meaning.

"Holy Tomb ......" Ling Feng was taken aback, he had seen the mausoleum of the strongest martial artist, that is, the True Martial Realm, that time it was still dangerous, and he almost stayed there forever.

This time, since I came across a holy mausoleum......

"I said Brother Ling, can you hear clearly, I'm talking about the lowest, that is to say, the person buried in this place may still be an emperor-level powerhouse. Zhao Yun said angrily.

"I said, Brother Zhao, you are a cabbage when you are an emperor-level powerhouse, besides, if this is really the Emperor's Tomb, I'm afraid that none of us have the ability to get close!" Ling Feng glanced at Zhao Yun, he didn't believe that this was the Emperor's Tomb, if it was a Holy Tomb, maybe there was a possibility, just a little.

"It's really hard to say, you look at the palace, although the eyes are broken, but there is not a weak energy fluctuation in it, it is obviously an artifact, but it can go through such a long time, and it is still not completely damaged, even if it is a holy weapon, it can only be done by the emperor. Zhao Yun replied.

"Emperor Weapon?" Ling Feng raised his eyes to look at the palace, and suddenly, his eyebrows furrowed, because the divine thoughts left on the Wind Iron Core suddenly disappeared.

So he immediately looked up at the place where the Wind Iron Core had last appeared, it was the corner of the palace, and there were not many people there.

"Sure enough, there are ghosts. Ling Feng knew that the Wind Iron Core must have entered the palace, otherwise, it would be impossible for him to disappear out of thin air.

Thinking of this, he immediately said goodbye to Zhao Yun and Li Bingbing, and walked around the crowd a few times, making sure that no one noticed him, before he appeared at the last place where the wind iron core appeared.

It is a flat palace wall without any gaps.

Then Ling Feng closed his eyes, and a picture gradually appeared in his head, in which the wind iron core faced the wall, making a set of handprints.

This is the remnant of that wisp of thought, which is exactly what happened before.

Ling Feng didn't think about it, he immediately clasped his hands and began to tie them up in the order of the handprints in the picture, and soon, a set of handprints was finished by Ling Feng.

When he finished playing the last handprint, Ling Feng felt that an extremely strong suction force suddenly appeared in front of him, and before he could react, the whole person was withdrawn by this suction.

However, there was very little movement, and even a few martial artists not far away did not notice it.

However, an unusually beautiful-looking man in the distance raised his eyebrows, and his eyes couldn't help but sweep towards the place where Ling Feng had disappeared.