To be honest, in Qin Feng's opinion, the handwriting of the inscription is ugly, and from the current point of view, who are the Qi practitioners of the Purple Qi lineage.

Tong Youzi who died standing in front of the door, Dao Yazi who has a bad taste of "inconsistency between the inside and the outside", and this predecessor who writes very ugly.

[We decided to organize a large network to maintain the current situation, so that the dynasty and kingdom of mortal strength will withdraw from the stage of history, and the city will be established by the family, and the ordinary will be managed, and the sect will exist as guests, and the state, domain, and city will be formed by large and small forces. 】

[This will be a process of waiting for death, it will be extremely long, the old man can already imagine that soon, the demon clan will gather forces together, and there will be no more human races, and the demon clan will fight at any time. 】

[In the future, the experience accumulated through the ages will make Tianjiao have the early attainments, the sea of qi, the golden pill is like walking on the ground for them, and the Yuan Ying is just a matter of time, but they will not be able to touch the god in this life. 】

[How sad, it only takes a hundred years for them to reach the peak of their cultivation path, and from now on they will never be able to take a single step forward. 】

"Oh?"

Seeing this, Qin Feng also understood even more, no wonder there were golden disciples and a large number of old monsters in the Yuanying Realm.

However, when the handwriting arrived here, a line was erased for no reason, and it seemed that he was a little dissatisfied with the next words, and rewrote it.

[After a thousand years, the birth of a Transformation God Realm will be full of danger, not for him, but for the monks of the world, and the power of a Spirit Slashing Realm is more likely to become the target of everyone!]

Slashing Soul Realm?

Qin Feng looked at this realm title suspiciously, two thousand years could actually make the name of a realm disappear.

The monk's path was really going to be cut off directly by the depletion of spiritual energy.

[The more powerful the more dangerous, the more weak the more declining, I really don't know when the day of this hope of the world's monks to kill a human race will come?]

[That must be the end of the human race.] 】

At this point, the handwriting was cut off, and Qin Feng took the attribute bubble of purple qi away, and sat on the ground not knowing what to do.

His loose robe covered his whole body, and the mask did not show whether he was happy or sad.

His father was obviously a peerless celestial pride, more than the others, who cut down the grass and eradicate the roots at every turn, and killed decisively, Qin Tian could be regarded as a generous person, at least his contemporaries of the Winter Moon City Lord and others benefited a lot.

But it is such a person who is likely to have the qualifications to reach the pinnacle of the entire human race, and thus become a sinner of the human race.

A genius rises from the micro-end, dazzling, all the way to the contemporary, making countless predecessors cast approving eyes.

But gradually, he not only surpassed his peers, but also surpassed his predecessors, and even surpassed the entire human race, and then he became the thorn in the eye and a nail in the flesh!

The whole world is divided!

Hehe, Qin Feng only felt disgusting, and it was also because of this reason that countless primordial old monsters screamed that they could not stay.

When he learned a lot of truths, Qin Feng wanted to go to the Hundred Demon Valley more and more to find out.

What unknown secrets are hidden in the secret realm of the demon clan in this week's place?

According to the meaning of the ancient immortals, there seems to be a hidden reincarnation of an even more ancient era here.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a cheerful heart, and a small wind swirled in this demonic mist, surrounding the area around him.

This is the Xun wind, the ancient power to create the Bagua is the nature represented by the Xun hexagram.

Under the guidance of this wind, Qin Feng moved forward according to his heart, as if he was walking on a road home, as if he had really been here many years ago.

The breeze blew the fog to open the way for him, Qin Feng's footsteps became faster and faster, he only felt that he remembered everything in front of him and had seen it.

This mountain road on foot was one hundred and fifty-five miles, and he only came to it and felt that there was no need to walk again.

When he opened his eyes again, Qin Feng was afraid, how long had he walked, this way was not up to him at all, as if he had stepped into a state of comprehension, advancing according to his body's instincts, and he couldn't stop.

When he stopped on the edge of this mountain cliff, the Xunfeng under his feet formed a gossip, and dozens of dead wood leaves fell on the soles of his feet, forming a hexagram in only one direction.

Xun hexagram!

"I didn't think that I really entered the Dao realm to understand, I thought that the rumors were false, the ancient emperor of the ancients founded gossip, and all those who realized the Tao have heaven and earth to help. ”

Qin Feng felt as if he had the qualifications to open that door, but he was still hesitating and unwilling to make up his mind.

"There are also shortcomings in things. ”

His consciousness swept beyond the cliff, and suddenly he felt an eyebrow.

There is no demon fog under the cliff!

He was overjoyed and jumped down, there really was a valley in this.

A great river thirty feet wide flowed out of the valley, and the moonlight covered the small valley like silver.

Different from the wildness of imagination, the real Hundred Demon Valley is small, so small that it can only accommodate a hundred families in a village.

But there is a village where smoke rises and people cook on the stove at night.

There was no trace of demonic energy, and the qi and blood were also very weak, which made Qin Fengyou have to wonder, whether this was the famous Hundred Demon Valley?

The fields are staggered, chickens and dogs smell each other, and there are about 100 households.

Could it be a remnant surviving Terran village?

"No, it's impossible. ”

Qin Feng shook his head to himself, he didn't want to think about how the human race could live and work in peace and contentment in the place where the demon beasts gathered?

"Illusion?"

He immediately thought of this possibility, and retreated sharply, and his divine sense gathered to lift the momentum of Xunfeng.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the edge of the artistic conception, and he was about to open the door, and when the door of this "Dao Realm" was shaken, Qin Feng's soles naturally formed a Xun hexagram.

The wind was surging, and all over his body was oppressed by this line of Dao Realm.

With Qin Feng's pinching of his fingers, he burst into tears, and a sound similar to porcelain shattering sounded in his ears.

He turned into a gust of wind and took advantage of the situation, wandering in the artistic conception, breaking this illusion.

Bang!

The last trace of Dao Realm that crushed this "porcelain" was smashed, and Qin Feng only felt that his eyes suddenly opened up.

A faint moonlight sprinkled on his face, and it felt like it touched his skin even though he was covered by a mask.

Breeze and moon!

The door of this "Dao Realm" was finally about to open, and Qin Feng took off his mask without feeling the negative attributes such as killing intent and hatred.

He looked up at the stone statue in front of him as if he had been reunited after a long absence, and how lifelike the carving was.

At the foot of this statue stood a full of demon beasts, the lowest rank was platinum, and there were nearly ten purple gold rank demon beasts, and in the most noble position of the demon beasts, there was a man with green horns on his head and his hands standing, and he was wearing a strange robe that obviously did not belong to this era.

The eyes were as gentle as jade, and they looked at the statue together in the moonlight.

Qin Feng only felt creepy, he had a feeling of encountering a ghost!