Inside the dark portal, there is an open world.

There was wind, but it didn't come from nowhere.

There is light, and I don't know where it comes from.

Feng Yi stood in this open world, looking around, only to see that this place was actually an extremely tall and spacious underground palace.

It is a hundred feet high, and the length and width are not much.

Under his feet is the ground paved with blue-gray stone slabs, and there are more than 100 tall dragon pillars as thick as three zhang from far and near.

The dragon carved from bluestone is majestic, domineering, and vivid.

Feng Yi once looked at the body of the real dragon in Du Ziren's life, and now he looked at the dragon carved on the dragon pillar, and he was in a trance, thinking that it was a real dragon coiling on it.

Whether it is the dragon form, dragon power, or dragon intent, dragon potential, it is the same as the real dragon.

Only the color of the body surface is the gray color of bluestone, which spoils the charm of the real dragon.

Although the charm is bad, the look that makes people can't help but be shocked at a glance is not bad at all.

Feng Yi looked at it and felt that the dragon-shaped dragon momentum was quite consistent with the Bagua Dragon Palm he had practiced.

I thought to myself: "Only the Bagua Dragon Palm with the dragon shape is considered a real Bagua Dragon Palm." Although my palm technique is very proficient, it is not a dragon's will after all, and it is rare to achieve great success. ”

I have the intention to stay here to observe the dragon carving, but my heart is more and more concerned about the master.

Feng Yi retracted his gaze, pondered the map, and compared his position.

Once you've decided on your route, look up and look ahead to your right.

"Go in that direction, across the three halls, and that's where Master is. ”

After a moment of thought, he suddenly thought: "Since this is the altar of Xiaowu, there is no appearance of an altar at all." ”

It does not have the appearance of an altar, but looks like an underground temple built by giants. The buildings are connected and connected to each other, blocking the outside world and becoming a world of their own.

Feng Yi picked up the wind chasing technique and ran forward.

In the middle of the line, I suddenly saw something, and I couldn't help but tremble and stopped.

On the bluestone ground in front of him, there was a half-cut corpse.

It's a thief.

Only the upper body, and under the abdomen is a pool of blood that has not yet congealed.

The thief newt is an ancient relic, and the number is very small, it is the Lingwu Mountain Range with hundreds of millions of demon beasts, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to find the second one.

Therefore, Feng Yi was sure that this thief newt must be the one he had encountered before.

"Shen Xuan took the Han Yang Essence, it chased and killed Shen Xuan, how could he die here?"

Then he thought again: "Could it be that it chased Shen Xuan and chased it all the way here?"

The newt is dead, but Shen Xuanding is still alive.

Feng Yi was overjoyed, and then looked at the remains of the thief's newt.

The fracture is not very smooth, and it does not seem to have been cut horizontally by a sharp blade. There were still some pale blue ice crystals hanging on the skin and flesh of the wound.

"Could it be that the lower half of its body was frozen by the cold wave?"

With this discovery, Feng Yi couldn't help frowning.

He seemed to deduce what had happened to the newt.

It chased Shen Xuan to the outside of the altar of Xiaowu, and suddenly encountered a cold wave, and then fled into the altar to avoid the cold wave. But after a step of slowness, the upper body entered, but the lower body was frozen into ice crystals by the cold wave and shattered outside the altar. ”

Thinking of this, he remembered the words of the eight-armed demon god, "The ruined temple where he is located is the entrance to the altar, but why does he say that I am the only person he has met in three thousand years?"

"Could it be...... Is there more than one entrance?"

I was suspicious, but I knew that this was not the time to think about it.

When I looked around, there was only a hard bluestone floor.

There is no dust on the ground, and naturally there are no footprints.

There were no footprints, so naturally it was impossible to identify which direction Shen Xuan had gone after escaping into the altar.

Feng Yi was very worried about her safety, and at the same time, he was also worried about his master.

After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and chose to save the master first.

Continue to run towards the front right.

The hall was very large, and Feng Yi ran for nearly a quarter of an hour before finally reaching the side.

The wide and tall bluestone walls exude a gloomy and quaint desolate atmosphere.

Feng Yi hurriedly swept left and right, and saw that on the wall three miles away, there was a tall and majestic stone gate.

Immediately ran over.

The stone door was closed, and Feng Yi pushed it, but he couldn't push it open.

"It's heavy. ”

He shook his arms, took a deep breath of air that wasn't too refreshing, and pushed it again with all his might.

"Squeaky ......"

The stone gate shook, but it was still strong.

Feng Yi frowned, "Do you need to open the mechanism?"

Moving to the left and right, there is no mechanism.

Remembering the map again, comparing the other side's position, the place where he stood was the only way out of this temple on the map.

But why can't this stone door be opened?

Feng Yi was so anxious that he tried again and again.

Still to no avail.

"Since you can't push it away, it will crush you. ”

Feng Yi launched a ruthless attack and took out a second-grade Xuan Knife from the Xuan Sac.

This was snatched from the hands of several of his senior brothers in the Dao Sect, there were originally three handles, but one was damaged when he fought with Xiang Lingzhu, and now there are two left.

Looking at the texture of the stone gate, it should be an ordinary bluestone. It's just a little bigger, a little thicker, and it's not very sturdy when I think so.

Feng Yi thought to himself, with the second-grade Xuandao in his hand and his violent divine power, he would definitely be able to smash it.

But with a slash, the sparks dissipated, and the "bell" sounded, and the Xuandao was interrupted.

And the stone gate is still as usual, and not even the marks have been chopped out.

Feng Yi was stunned.

"No, Shen Xuan was chased and killed here by the thief newt, how did she get out?"

Feng Yi looked at the map again, except for this one door, there was no second way out of this vast hall.

"Didn't Shen Xuan come in?"

Worried again, but at a glance, he saw a little bloodstain, spilled on the bluestone ground three feet away in front of him.

The blood stain is only the size of a drop of water, and if you don't look closely, it's easy to mistake it for a small pit in the bluestone.

Feng Yi walked to the bloodstain, dipped his hand in front of his nose and sniffed it.

"It's human blood. ”

If you smell more blood, you will be able to distinguish the subtle difference between human blood and the blood of other living beings.

Feng Yi killed a lot of people, and saw a lot of blood, so he could naturally distinguish these slight differences.

"Could it be Shen Xuan's blood?"

Feng Yi frowned, swept out of his body quickly, and saw a little blood falling not far away.

Searching for bloodstains, he walked all the way until he came to a thick dragon pillar half a mile away.

Under the dragon pillar, there was a lot of blood, and it was obvious that the bleeding man had been here for a long time.

"What is she doing here?"

Feng Yi thought that this bloody person must be Shen Xuan.

Looking up, I saw that the dragon eagle was basically the same as the dragon eagle I had seen before.

Or there are some slight differences, but they are only small differences in dragon shape and dragon strength.

These dragon carvings are artificially carved, and even if they are made by the same person, they cannot all be carved identically.

These small differences were not enough to attract Feng Yi's attention.

But at the moment, he noticed.

Notice that there is a shallow bloody handprint on a piece of dragon scales on the tail of the dragon eagle.

The bloody handprint is not large, and it should be from a woman's hand.

"It's definitely her. ”

Feng Yi muttered to himself, raised his hand, and touched the dragon scales.

When I touched it, I was immediately happy.

"Can you press it?"

With the force of his hand, the dragon scales sank into the dragon pillar.

Suddenly, the sound of the organ stirring began on its own, but it stopped abruptly.

Feng Yi looked back, but saw that the solid stone door that had always been closed had been opened.

Inside the door, there is a golden world.

Feng Yi was overjoyed, hurriedly used his body, turned into an afterimage, and rushed into the stone gate.

Fang Gang flashed into the golden heaven and earth, and there was a rapid sound behind him.

Feng Yi looked back, and the stone door had been quietly closed.

The stone door is not closed, which has little impact on Fengyi. What he wanted to do most now was to cross these three halls and save the master as soon as possible. Then together with the master, look for Shen Xuan.

Retract your gaze and look at yourself again.

It's a small stone chamber.

The so-called not big, it is targeted. Compared to the previous temple, it is not very large. But if it is compared to any stone chamber that Feng Yi has ever seen, it is not much bigger.

The stone chamber is square, the length and width are all outside the 100 zhang, and the height is also 100 zhang.

The walls are not made of bricks, but of gold.

There are more than 100 grinding disk-like fluorites hanging on the top, exuding a rich white light.

The white light is reflected by the gold brick wall, dazzling, as if you are in a sea of gold.

The ground is paved with square white marble, white and yellow, reflecting the golden light, adding to the rich atmosphere.

What 'white marble' is, Feng Yi doesn't know, and there is no such thing in the boundless world.

The reason why he could recognize this special material that was not jade and non-stone was only because he had watched Du Ziren's life.

In that special world, there is such a thing as white marble.

And there are not a few, and as for the value, it is not very precious.

Looking at the stone room again, in addition to the gold brick wall, the fluorite on the top, and the white marble floor tiles, only the huge golden coffin parked in the center remains.

Except for the huge golden coffin, which was no less than ten feet long, nothing existed.

Slightly empty.

But whether it is empty or not, Feng Yi is not sure.

In front of him, there was no blood on the ground.

This doesn't mean that the person Feng Yi is concerned about hasn't come in, maybe the injuries on her body have healed and no longer bleed.

Feng Yi was careful and walked forward slowly.

After walking seventeen or eighteen feet, I found that there was nothing unusual.

Only then did he have the courage to carry the wind chasing technique and rush towards the golden coffin.

Rushing to the golden coffin, Feng Yi saw clearly that there were also carvings on the golden coffin.

It is not a dragon carving, nor is it a blessing pattern carved on an ordinary coffin.

It's a picture of a narrative.

"It should be the life account of the person in the coffin. ”

The first painting of the coffin is carved into the realm of a demon god, and it seems that a grand ceremony is being held.

A demon god with three heads and six arms was lying flat on a high platform, with a kind face, quite happy and excited.

She must be a female demon god, with a bulging belly, as if she was about to give birth.

The rest of the demon gods worshipped aside, their lips open, as if in congratulations.

The second carving on the coffin on the left is a scene of the birth of a strange demon god with four sides, five tails, and eight siblings.

Feng Yi only glanced at it, and then recognized that the little demon god who had just been born on this side was the demon god who was imprisoned in the broken temple by chains.

"It turned out to be his coffin. ”

Looking at these useless things will only delay the time to rescue the master.

Feng Yi didn't want to look more, and after retracting his gaze, he reminisced about the map.

After determining the path, he was about to leave, when he suddenly couldn't help but glance at the third carving at the end of the coffin.

At first glance, I couldn't help but be surprised.

The carving is nothing, it is nothing more than a record of the courage of the demon gods, the battles in all directions, great achievements, and the immortals are unstoppable.

What shocked Feng Yi was that there was also a faint bloody handprint on the carving.

The size of the bloody handprint and the lines between the palms were the same as the bloody handprints on the dragon pillar before.

Moreover, there is more than one bloody handprint.

The stacks were chaotic, and looking at the appearance, it seemed that the owner of this bloody handprint had wanted to open the golden coffin.

As for whether it had been opened, Feng Yi jumped onto the three-zhang high golden coffin, approached the front, and carefully looked at the junction between the lid of the golden coffin and the coffin.

Slightly displaced.

She opened the golden coffin, then closed it again. ”

No, it wasn't just closed, she went into the coffin. ”

The lid of the coffin has been slightly displaced, revealing a corner of the edge of the coffin, on which there are half pale footprints.

"She went into the coffin? Why did she do that?"

Feng Yi was puzzled, and reached out to touch the golden coffin.

"Shhh...... It's hot. ”

Feng Yi hurriedly withdrew his right hand, put it to his mouth and blew repeatedly.

"Why is it so hot?"

Feng Yi's heart suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Isn't it Shen Xuan?"

If so, she may be suffering.

But if not, opening the coffin at will may cause dissatisfaction among the other party.

Feng Yi is not afraid of the people in the coffin, although he doesn't know how good the other party is. He was just worried that he would be in conflict with him, so he would delay his time.

He didn't dare to gamble because he didn't have the capital to gamble.

"Alas, hesitation only delays more time. ”

Taking a deep breath of warm air, Feng Yi jumped off the golden coffin.

Before he landed, he suddenly turned his palm and turned sideways in the coffin.

"Boom ......"

The lid of the coffin is displaced, revealing a gap in the corner.

Feng Yi has also fallen to the ground.

He stood by the coffin and stood still for a moment. I didn't see any movement in the coffin, so I jumped up again and jumped on the lid of the coffin.

Leaning over to look into the coffin through the gap in that corner, I felt a very hot wave rushing towards my face.

Because of the cultivation of Great Compassion, Feng Yi is not afraid of the heat, nor is he afraid of the cold.

But the heat wave was so strong that it hurt his eyes, and he couldn't see at all.

Raising his hand and waving a strong wind, after blowing away the heat wave, Feng Yi leaned over and looked into the coffin again.

There were people in the coffin.

It's a woman, Feng Yi is very familiar with it, and a woman who has been concerned for a long time.

It's just that...... She...... I was defenseless......