Qin Feng stepped forward, stretched out his little hand, and touched the surface of the Black Mountain.

"How do you feel?" asked Liu Zhuang cautiously, standing not far behind.

"It's not clear, it's ordinary, it's not abnormal. Qin Feng replied, he was a little confused.

Most of the environment here is not real, it is a fantasy, this red wasteland, black mountain, should also be fictional.

But touching this black mountain gives him a sense of reality.

He had a feeling that such a scene was not just a fantasy, it must symbolize something, it was very obscure.

The black mountain in his hand, smooth as a mirror, has nothing but the big.

Qin Feng suddenly had a thought, Montenegro shouldn't be so ordinary, it should have something special.

"Do you want an opportunity?"

Qin Feng's heart shook slightly.

"I don't know if it has any effect..."Qin Feng was worried, and in his eyes, two rays of light appeared, trembling slightly.

Qin Feng had a whim, wanting to try the most mysterious yellow mang in his body to see if he could resonate with Black Mountain.

"Boom... Buzz..."

When the yellow light flashed in Qin Feng's eyes, the mutation was indeed born, and the black mountain shook violently, and the mountain shook.

Bang bang bang...

The endless red wasteland also began to tremble, like boiling water, tumbling as if it were about to perish.

The two of them were high in the sky, and the sky trembled violently, as if it was about to crack, and an inexplicable aura suddenly appeared.

"Such a coincidence?" Qin Feng didn't believe it.

The two of them were unstable, the halo on their bodies was bright and dim, and they were about to collapse at any time, and this "body" could not withstand such a change.

Qin Feng never expected that the yellow mangs in his body could cause such a huge reaction.

Suddenly, twelve golden rays of golden light that were silent in Qin Feng's eyes shot out, actively submerged into the black mountain, and disappeared.

Qin Feng was startled, and the golden threads in his eyes didn't listen to him, poured into the black mountain, and disappeared.

He panicked, the golden silk is his powerful reliance on the mysterious origin, I don't know what it is, from its attributes, not gold, not wood, not water, not fire, is his hole card.

At critical moments, it can leave the body and send out a powerful blow, which is extremely powerful.

"Could it be that the secret of this golden thread can finally be solved today?"

With the golden light pouring in the body, the black mountain turned into a tide, slowly turned, and gradually became a black whirlpool, suspended in the sky like a black hole, which was extremely amazing.

"Ahh

Suddenly, the black hole emitted a huge suction force, inhaling the two teenagers together, and the two of them couldn't resist.

When Qin Feng woke up, he stood on a white corridor, and on both sides of the corridor was darkness, like a pitch-black tide, sweeping the surrounding space like ink.

The sound of the rustling tide came out, and it was as dark as a nightmare, which made people's hearts depressed and shrouded in a layer of haze.

The white jade corridor is so horizontal in the darkness, gradually upward, abrupt, standing in the darkness, not invaded by the darkness.

Between the corridor and the darkness, there is a vacuum area of about an inch, the tide-like darkness, afraid of the corridor, dare not invade the corridor within an inch.

Qin Feng and the two stood at the lowest bottom of the corridor.

"Let's go. The two of them took a step, cautiously, towards the end of the corridor, not daring to look down or look around.

Holding hands with each other, the pace was slow, not daring to go too fast, and gradually ascending with the promenade.

When he reached the middle section, he saw that at the highest point at the end of the corridor, there was a platform, and Qin Feng slowly went up and saw a figure.

The white robe covered his body, his hands were snow-white, and at this moment, he turned his back to Qin Feng and the others, facing the endless darkness, standing alone in the center of the platform, motionless.

"Seniors. Qin Feng made a gesture to show respect, and Liu Zhuang followed.

The two were respectful.

"The body is dead, the god is the spirit, and the soul of the child is the ghost. The figure spoke, and slowly turned around, revealing its true face.

From its accent, it can be heard that it is sad.

The figure turned around, and it was a man, plump as jade, with a fair face, extremely young, and picturesque eyebrows.

"Who am I, where am I from?" the figure fluttered like a fairy, but turned around with a puzzled face, asking himself, his eyes were split, and he was extremely painful.

"Senior, junior Qin Feng, there is no doubt that I am disturbing today, please forgive me. ”

"Junior, Liuzhuang. ”

The white-robed figure was like a fairy, revealing an inexplicable rhyme, and at this moment, he looked at the two teenagers and breathed a sigh of relief.

The anxiety caused by the confusion gradually dissipated, and the bloodshot in the pupils also disappeared.

"You... It's so familiar!" The figure looked at Qin Feng with a thoughtful look, as if he had captured some memory.

As he pondered, pain resurfaced on his face, and the memory was fleeting and vanished.

The man couldn't recall.

"Seniors, juniors from Chongming Village, born with heavy pupils, are bloodline awakeners. Qin Feng elaborated and hoped to provide more information for the man.

He estimated that the man in front of him had lost his memory, and he had no trace left, and he even forgot what his name was.

But the man's familiarity with him shook his heart, which meant that he might be able to explain the mystery of his origins and the origin of the golden thread.

The premise is to help the mysterious man recover his lost memories.

"Chongming... Chongming" The man groaned in his mouth, lowered his head and pondered, looking crazy in the blink of an eye, his head was full of green silk standing upside down, like a demon god descending to earth: "I still can't remember, I'm so familiar, but..."

Qin Feng was taken aback by the momentum that the man suddenly exuded, and he was shocked beyond measure.

If the strong man Qin Feng encountered before this is compared to a stream, then this person is the sea.

The sea is immeasurable, I don't know the depth, and the rivers go east to the sea.

The man in front of him was as unfathomable as the sky.

"Senior, don't think about it if you can't think about it. Qin Feng suppressed his curiosity, persuaded the man, and considered for the man.

Although he has a lot of questions: Chongming Village, Chongming Continent, Bloodline Awakening, Golden Silk, Ancient, etc.

Everything seems to be strung together into a line, and the mystery is obvious, but it is covered up and confusing.

Qin Feng really needed someone to solve his doubts, and the man in front of him was such a person.

But when he saw that it was in such pain, it seemed that he was tortured when he thought about it, and he immediately reminded him kindly.

"Yes, senior, why bother dwelling on the past, it's good to forget!" Liu Zhuang agreed.

He didn't dare to be old fritters at the moment, knowing the depth of the man in front of him.

"Everything is empty, everything is empty, I have forgotten everything, I have forgotten everything. The man looked up.

Sizzle.

Qin Feng and the others gasped, startled by the man's face.

At this moment, the man's face is no longer like an immortal, no longer as rich as jade, and his face is surrounded by black gas.

The forehead and face each have a mass of black substance, like two large black moles, imprinted in two places, and the originally fair face looks abrupt and extremely ugly.

Liu Zhuang was so frightened that his legs trembled, his teeth chattered up and down, he swallowed his saliva and said, "Don't be angry, senior... If you don't go crazy, you can't live, that's a lie..."

Qin Feng stood close at the moment, looked carefully, and found that the two big black spots on the man's face were not moles.

"That's..."Qin Feng's heart was half cold, he couldn't breathe, he choked, and his face turned blue.

The black objects on the forehead and face are not moles, but chains!

The huge pitch-black chains, like ink, emitted black gas, revealing a small section from under the man's face.

The rest of the chains, which are unknown how long, are hidden in the man's body.

Two chains appeared on the man's face! It was black and gloomy.

Liu Zhuang also noticed after looking carefully, and pinched a handful of sweat.

He didn't dare to imagine, nor could he believe, that there was such a big chain in a person's face, and the body of the black iron chain was as thick as his big finger.

"It's... This. He ate and ate, his speech slurred, and he stammered for a while.

Can such a person still live, he will definitely not be able to live, but at the same time, who implanted this chain in a man's body, it is simply torture and a curse.

The hearts of the two teenagers were shocked.

The man looked at the two teenagers, the chains on their faces hanging down, only a short section, growing out of the flesh

"You're really... It's so familiar!" the man looked at Qin Feng and couldn't help but say.

"Ahh Suddenly the man screamed in pain, and his cry was terrible, and he wanted to tear the heavens and the earth, and the ghosts cried like wolves, and they shattered people's hearts and spirits.

"Buzz—" As soon as the man's voice fell, the chains on his forehead and face vibrated and resounded so fast that the man's facial muscles were almost twisted.

"What are you!" the man's face was in a mess at the moment, his eyes and nose were almost misaligned, hanging on his face, and he looked extremely hideous.

He should have fallen to the ground and howled in pain, but he roared angrily, and the flames in his eyes condensed.

The chains on his face irritated him!

"Look at me chopping you!" The man burst into a loud shout, exhaling a breath of clear air from his mouth, and suddenly turned into thousands of small swords of true qi, brushing and brushing to form a set of sword formations.

Crackling towards the chains, sharp and slashing, nothing can be chopped.

"Snort..."

The chains were provoked, and they changed again, and the chains of dark iron, made of unknown materials, were cold, and they suddenly heated up at this moment, turning red, like being fished out of magma.

Burned the man's face to the ground.