He Xirou looked at his serious face and wanted to laugh a little.

Unexpectedly, he was still thinking about the threat she casually said at the beginning.

But when she thought of those times and the weight of the orb, she couldn't laugh.

Feng Xiaohan went around to the back of the hall, wanting to see if he could find anything more.

He Xirou held the green bead and his mind flowed.

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The black ink crystal was extremely hard, and if the aura was not drained, its hardness was comparable to that of gold and iron.

From the outside, the shape of the Anti-Heaven Temple is square, and the length of the front and back is about 100 zhang, but after entering the main hall, Feng Xiaohan found that this place is far from being as big as it seems from the outside.

Could it be that except for the wall where the temple gate is located, the rest of the anti-heaven hall is dozens of zhang thick?

There was no point in doing so other than wasting space, so he thought there should be a secret room or something somewhere here.

But the surface of the wall was smooth, without the slightest trace of formation, and after groping for a long time, I didn't find the secret door.

Such a scene made Feng Xiaohan fall into deep thought.

What he didn't know was that from the moment they stepped into the Reverse Heaven Temple, a certain formation was activated, and everything was quietly changing.

When he kicked open the temple door, on the wall behind the high platform, the formation that had existed for thousands of years disappeared. When he removed the bead, the pearl above the palace shimmered brighter, flickering at longer intervals, and soon changed from flickering to sparkling. The heavens changed again, and the projection of the sand dunes 80,000 miles away gradually blurred, and there was no more image.

And all this was silent, and Feng Xiaohan was in it without the slightest notice.

In the midst of it, you can't see many variables.

Behind the wall in front of him, there was a figure in a black robe, standing tall, sitting on a futon, which was full of inscriptions and spells, as well as various formations.

It looks like a monk who is using the formation to transform the spirit.

If it weren't for the gloomy white bones exposed in the sleeves of the shirt, which were too eye-catching, and the black hole in the skeleton's eyes too deep, it would not be obvious that it was dead.

Miraculously, after all this time, the joints of the bones show not the slightest sign of falling off due to the passage of time.

The opening of the temple door, the breaking of the spatial chaos, and the change in the location of the Sumeru bead do not seem to have any effect here.

The dark clouds outside the temple were dispersing, but they were so slow that they couldn't be seen at all.

But the purple-robed man saw this change clearly.

He turned his head and looked at the moon.

The moon is round, but it's fake, not even as bright as the star next to it.

The four people on the ground couldn't see it, and those slightly more powerful demon beasts might be able to sense it, and it was also changing.

The moon and the stars are the product of balancing the yin and yang of heaven and earth, and even if it is fake, it is of great significance to this relic.

A faint red appeared around the moon, like blood dripping into a glass of water, gradually spreading outward.

He had seen such a vision, so he didn't think it was strange, just a little surprised.

Because the vision came so abruptly that there was no prelude.

As the dark clouds slowly dispersed, the height of the man in purple also changed slightly.

His position dropped......

Although he was only a piece of paper away, he still fell, which was unimaginable for a saint-level powerhouse.

The man's face changed slightly, and he left.

If you don't leave, you'll be in a mess later.

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Feng Xiaohan clenched his fist and smashed it against the wall.

This fist, which was enough to kill an adult demon bear, could not make a trace appear on the wall of the ink crystal, and there was not even the expected vibration and sound.

He withdrew his bleeding hand, his expression startled.

Mojing, is it so hard?

He returned to the high platform, sat side by side with He Xirou, and said calmly: "There must be secrets in this palace, but I can't find them." ”

He Xirou looked out of the hall and said, "Do you say they are still chasing?"

"Yes. "This time, even Feng Xiaohan is a little uncertain.

"What do we do next?"

"Get a good night's sleep first, and then wait for the vitality to recover and the medicinal power to dissipate. ”

"There is a lot of aura here, because of the existence of spatial chaos, the demon beasts dare not come here, but now that the chaos has been broken, I am afraid of ......"

"With me, the demon beast or something, it's the least threatening existence. ”

Feng Xiaohan's words were very domineering and full of confidence, but after all, he was just a person and a burden, if thousands of demon beasts in the snow region attacked, even he would not be able to get out.

Although He Xirou didn't dare to believe it, she may have been infected by his self-confidence, and she was inexplicably relieved.

The subsidence of fear made her, who was already physically and mentally tired, feel endlessly sleepy, said hello to Feng Xiaohan, and fell asleep against the high platform.

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Mo Qiu and the others hid in the snow cave, thinking carefully about their current situation.

Many times the more people don't want something to happen, the more likely it is to happen. He Xirou's worries were not unreasonable, and they were soon fulfilled.

Countless demon beasts rushed towards the Anti-Heaven Temple, greedily sucking the rich aura, and those powerful predators fought here, just to get the right to occupy here.

They all knew very well that this place would definitely attract some extremely powerful demon beasts, such as the Tyrant Beast, the Pipa Beast, and even the Thunder Roaring Lion.

And these powerful demon beasts are not at all something that ordinary beasts can fight against, but the greedy nature in their bones drives them to come here, even if they can breathe a little more fresh aura.

They had no way to go past the relic forest, they could only silently bear the pain caused by the thin aura, and at this time, such a place suddenly appeared, how could they let it go so easily?

Even if you die, you have to take a chance.

And once the war starts, there will be countless demon beasts dying, and the corpses left behind are also a very tempting feast, and there is no reason why they should not come.

At the beginning, there were only a few demon beasts, and although their strength was not weak, the two of them didn't pay attention to it at all, and then they encountered a herd of beasts and avoided them from afar.

But the number of beasts gradually increased, and their strength became stronger, and the two of them could compete with each other.

In order to avoid this grand demon beast battle, Mo Qiu and Jiang Wen could only follow Feng Xiaohan and dig a snow cave to avoid the beasts.

For the first time, the two of them faced a situation surrounded by beasts, and they had no experience at all, and no matter how calm they were on the surface, they couldn't help but feel a little panicked in their hearts.

Above the snow cave is a group of beasts fighting, and the terrible roar of beasts in the distance and the "rustling" sound brought by the demon beasts as they pass by, all show the danger at this moment.

"I didn't expect that there were so many demon beasts in the Polar Night Land. ”

Mo Qiu wore a mask, but she could think that her face was ugly, and said, "What happened to attract so many demon beasts. ”

Jiang Wen said calmly: "Their direction is the same as ours, they are all heading towards the light source. Maybe it has something to do with those two Changming disciples. ”

"Looking at the position on the compass, they shouldn't have found out about this yet, otherwise they would have fled a long time ago according to their character. ”

"We have to get there as soon as possible, otherwise this chase will last for no apparent amount of time," Mo Qiu said. ”

Seeing that the light source was getting closer and closer, but they were blocked here, it was no wonder that she was a little anxious.

Jiang Wen was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "Maybe they didn't leave because they relied on it, not because they didn't know it." ”

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Feng Xiaohan looked at her side face, her long eyelashes trembled from time to time, and it seemed that she couldn't get peace in her heart in her dreams.

He found that when He Xirou fell asleep, the quiet and soft beauty on his body was more abundant, especially when viewed from the side.

She was just sitting there quietly at the moment, motionless, but she was more elegant than the fairy birds that could occasionally be encountered in the wilderness, and the beauty was simply not like the world.

She is really beautiful, beautiful and thrilling, and can seize the morale of the three armed forces. In the past, he practiced hard and wanted to enhance his combat power, so he never cared about such a thing, and then calmed down and appreciated it carefully, the beauty in front of him did have the posture of heaven and man, and it was worthy of the most beautiful scenery of Changming Mountain.

No wonder Bai Wen, Gu Shan, Lou Tingyu and others love them so much, and even fight against themselves for her.

"It's ...... to have such a beauty in the world"

Feng Xiaohan struggled for a long time, but he didn't come up with a word to describe it.

In short, she is amazed by the miracle of nature's creation, and she is also sighing that she is loved by the heavens.

Feng Xiaohan actually didn't know much about the cultivation world, in fact, He Xirou was very famous in the Tang Dynasty.

Studied under Chen Feng, and poured the world's face.

Either way, it's enough to make her the center of attention anywhere.

It is rumored that the princes in Kyoto also secretly admire her, and the most talked about by the people in the market is His Royal Highness the Second Prince.

That year, Emperor Yuanzong recruited the world's cultivators into the palace, and when he comprehended the sword spectrum of his ancestors, the second prince saw He Xirou from afar, and immediately returned to the house to take two concubines, and did not hide his admiration for her, and was willing to wait for her to grow up.

Even the young masters of the nomadic tribes in the northern steppes were very interested in her.

In terms of beauty, Liu Panpan and Bai Xuejian are not inferior to her, but for some reason they are a little less charming, which makes He Xirou very prominent.

Feng Xiaohan helped her wrap a slightly messy strand of hair behind her ear, nodded with satisfaction, and then walked out of the hall.

It wasn't because of her beauty that he was ashamed of himself, but because he wanted to continue exploring the mysteries of this place.

He didn't give all the magic weapons to He Xirou, and left a small glowing stone for himself.

The stone was small, less than a quarter the size of a fingernail, and shimmered gently in the light of the white beads on the roof of the temple.

Feng Xiaohan held up the blue stone with the tip of his index finger, put it in front of his eyes, and observed it carefully.

In the room with the rare treasures, he found a secret compartment on the bookshelf, in which was a small box of exquisite workmanship, which he thought was a powerful magic weapon, but inside it was such a small pebble.

This aroused Feng Xiaohan's curiosity.

What is it that is carefully hidden in a secret compartment, but not kept in a box that prevents the breath from being exposed?

This stone is crystal clear, and there are many very subtle spots of light in it, as if they are many stars, related to each other, and it seems to be a constellation, but some are incomplete.

The owner of this ruin seems to be very fond of things related to the stars.

The white jade stele in front of the entrance is like this,

The law of the turbulence of time and space outside the temple of heaven is like this,

The same goes for this pebble that doesn't have any breath and doesn't know anything.

Could it be that he came from the stars?

Feng Xiaohan smiled, how is this possible?