Leng Yan waved his hand, thinking that the dust in front of him would be blown away at once. But what Leng Yan didn't expect was that after his wave, the dust on the round table didn't fly at all.

Leng Yan frowned, it was really not that simple. It looks like something dusty. It's not really dust.

But it's not dust, what is it? Leng Yan stretched out his hand, but thought of the Soul Devouring Bloodsucking Ghost Soil he had encountered. He took his hand back again.

Leng Yan took a few steps back and came to the door. Then he shouted to the door, "Sleep old, do you know what is going on here?" ”

In desperation, Leng Yan decided to turn to sleep for help. In Leng Yan's opinion, Sleep Lao has lived here for thousands of years. Look at how familiar he is with this place. I think you should know this place. Perhaps, he should know the secret of this round table.

Sleeper has been waiting anxiously at the door. Here is the last order he gave. Freedom, it depends on whether Leng Yan can pass through here.

Sleep old restlessly walking. Leng Yan passed the ordinary trial. There is also the trial caused by one's own mistakes. In addition, he also got the legendary flame. Sleep old began to believe that Leng Yan would definitely be able to pass here.

But the next moment, he heard Leng Yan's voice. Leng Yan's voice made Sleep Lao return to reality all of a sudden.

Yes, if you can pass through here so easily, then how can you stay here for thousands of years?

The old man shook his head helplessly. "Yan Shao, the instruction I got was to bring someone here after absorbing the flames. Nothing else, nothing else. ”

"And only those who have absorbed the flame will be able to pass through this gate. I can't even get in. Sleep Lao thought for a moment, and then added.

After Leng Yan listened, he shrugged his shoulders. Somewhat helpless. Come to think of it, too, this is a trial arranged for yourself. How is it possible to let people in casually.

Of course, Leng Yan knows that it is impossible to lie to himself when he sleeps now.

Since I don't know, there's no point in staying at the door and waiting. Thinking of this, Leng Yan returned to the edge of the round table.

So what the hell is this dusty thing? Since the sleeping old man was instructed that only those who had obtained the flame could enter here. In other words, it only makes sense to come here if you have the Infinite Fire.

No, the thing that looks like soil in front of me is what I am afraid of......

Thinking of this, Leng Yan tuned out his natal flame. Leng Yan wrapped the entire round table with his natal flame. And then continue to output the natal flame.

With the continuous strengthening of the natal flame. Suddenly, Leng Yan found that the dust on those round tables began to move slightly.

"Looks like there's a door." After Leng Yan said with a smile, he continued to release the natal flame without stopping.

The flame of the natal flame has already reached the height of one person. At this time, Leng Yan felt that all the moisture in the real space had been drained.

Leng Yan didn't expect that the natal flame that had absorbed the Infinite Fire would be so strong now.

At this time, Leng Yan found that those tiny dusts began to move continuously towards the natal flame that wrapped the round table.

At this moment, a flash of light flashed in Leng Yan's mind. Could it be that this writing dust can only be absorbed by the infinite fire?

It's a really amazing setting.

However, when a particle of dust entered the natal flame, Leng Yan's face changed. A pure spiritual power, sleeping with natal flame, entered Leng Yan's body. Rainbow Literature Network

Then, one after another, the spiritual power continued to attack Leng Yan's body.

At this time, Leng Yan was shocked in addition to shock. It is difficult to describe his surprise and shock in words.

This, all this dust turned out to be the crystallization of spiritual power. Who the hell is this master, left? It actually sealed the solidified spiritual power into the dust.

Think about your own wave, is it any wonder that these 'dust' don't move? It's not dust at all.

The cold inflammation is in an unusually pleasant range. Knowing that his spiritual power was gradually depleted and no longer entered his body, Leng Yan opened his eyes again.

Leng Yan waved his hand, and the natal fire flame returned directly to his body. This time, Leng Yan was even more excited.

Although he knew that his strength must have been enhanced, he didn't expect that with such a casual swing now, he would be able to bring the natal flame back to his body.

Leng Yan felt it slightly. I actually sensed my own spiritual power in the sleeping old man's body.

At this time, I was really worried about myself. Although he still has a little selfishness. That's to be free. But for the cold flame, it is now completely served.

Leng Yan let out a long breath and calmed himself down. After all, this is too much of a change. All the exercises flashed through Leng Yan's mind. Leng Yan felt that now that he could refine all these exercises to the top.

Although this thought was extremely strong, Leng Yan still suppressed it. Leng Yan let out a long breath and calmed himself down.

After all, everything here is just too weird. Even if it's a test of fate, even if you get a lot of benefits. But Leng Yan's heart still seems to leave here as soon as possible.

After you go out, you have a lot of time to practice the exercises. I don't care about this little time.

After the cold flame calmed down, he approached the round table again.

Leng Yan walked in and saw that on the round table, there were only a few vague words.

'Before the line disappears, press your handprint underneath. ’

Leng Yan fell asleep and read the font. I saw that there was a somewhat blurry handprint underneath.

The lines and handprints flickered and became more and more blurred. The speed of the disappearance made Leng Yan feel surprised.

Leng Yan looked at the handprint that was about to disappear, looked at his palm, gritted his teeth, and pressed it down.

After Leng Yan's palm fell, he intuitively darkened on a piece of ice. A piercing coldness spread throughout his body along the palm of his hand.

This coldness made the current cold still shiver.

Then a voice rang out. "Congratulations, young man. Passed all the tests. In the future, this maze will be handed over to you. ”

Leng Yan looked left and right, but there was no figure. Is this the same as sleeping old again? Hide on the other side.

Leng Yan looked left and right. And the voice rang out again; "Don't look at it. I'm just a psychic. You can't see me. Unexpectedly, when I was about to disappear, I could still see the maze waiting for a new owner. That's enough, that's enough. ”

Leng Yan listened to these words that were both sad and satisfying. I didn't know how to say it for a while.