Chapter Seventy-Seven: I Don't Hate the Ancients, I Don't See [Ask for Recommendation Votes]

"Even this demonic poisonous qi can be easily resisted, it seems that the description of the effect of the purple mist cold spirit grass on the "Spirit Grass Sutra" is very accurate, and sure enough, everything in the world is mutually reinforcing. ”

"I just don't know what happened to Senior Brother Jianbei, in this kind of place where the demonic aura is pervasive, if you are not careful, you may become a beast like that person. ”

Thinking of this, Xu Feng quickened his pace, turned into an afterimage and quickly went deep into the fourth ring.

The tomb of the human king may be in the deepest part of the secret realm, and when the demonic qi erupts, the entrance will appear.

And Chen Jianbei's purpose was to obtain some stone figures that ran out from under a blood tablet in the deepest part of the fourth ring every time the secret realm was opened.

These stone figures are extremely peculiar, not only with life, but also with all kinds of strange treasures.

As long as these stone figures are smashed, it is possible to obtain a jade slip engraved with martial arts supernatural powers, or a magic weapon of a high grade.

What's more, they also have strange fruits.

However, these stone figures themselves also have strange combat powers.

Often, the stronger the combat power, the stronger and more precious the things they carry.

It is rumored that the spirit-level lower-grade broken spirit finger of the Reverse Xuanzong was obtained by the predecessor of the Reverse Xuan Sect from the body of one of the stone figures.

It's just that over the past thousand years, there have been more and more monks here to hunt for treasures, and there are fewer and fewer treasures in the stone figures here.

In the end, there were even some years when the stone figures were completely empty.

Therefore, now this secret realm has only been entered by some third-rate sects, and today's first-class sects can't look down on it at all.

And Chen Jianbei's purpose is the stone man under the blood tablet.

Even Xu Feng was very curious about how this stone man came into being, and where the strange treasures in their bodies came from, but he didn't have the slightest idea about these strange treasures.

He has more important things to do.

The closer you get to the core of the secret realm, the more intense the sound of shouting and fighting mixed with the sound of Jiao chirping.

Faintly, bursts of dragon roars sounded, making people's hearts tremble.

"Liuyan Chijiao seems to be on the same page with some monks, but I don't know who dares to provoke Chijiao who should have a broken infant cultivation. ”

As Xu Feng advanced, a valley in the middle of this basin appeared in front of him.

The valley is inhospitable, with dark red lava veins exposed above the surface from time to time.

And deep in the valley, there is a huge blood-colored stone monument.

The stele is dark red and vicissitudes, and the surface is covered with scars, as if they are the marks left by the axe and machete in the endless years.

Beneath the stele, a nest made of huge tree branches scattered as if it had been knocked apart.

And on the lower left rock wall of the lair, a deep hole with a diameter of about three meters seemed to lead to the Netherworld, constantly blowing out bursts of demonic energy.

The entire stele looked like it was suppressing this demonic hole.

As soon as he entered the valley, his eyes were drawn to the blood-colored stone tablet, and he could never leave.

If someone looked at Xu Feng carefully, they would find the shock in his eyes.

It was the same shocking as the starry sky giant that I saw after the Aragami Recipe Quenching Chapter.

On the stone tablet that is 100 meters high, there is only one line of words engraved in the ancient script of the Xuan Realm.

"I don't hate the ancients, I don't see them, I hate the ancients and I don't see them!"

Xu Feng muttered.

At the place of payment, there are only two words.

"White Firmament".

The king of people is white!

The last human king of the Xuanjie human race!

The legendary peerless powerhouse of the Dao Ruins Realm that has not been seen for eternity!

I don't hate the ancients, I don't see them, I hate the ancients and I don't see them!

Mad!

Insolent!

How arrogant!

Only when you really see this huge and desolate stone tablet and see the words that are so arrogant that you want to soar to the sky, can you have a glimpse of the demeanor of the human king who has been annihilated in the history of the ages!

Taking a deep breath, Xu Feng suppressed the shock in his heart, the king of people has passed away, and now the most important thing is the tomb of the king of people.

There, there should be a legacy of the human king.

And he came to the south of this red region for this inheritance!

Eyes turned slightly, at the bottom of the valley, beyond the dragon's lair.

Several figures were fighting with a mini red dragon that was only about two meters long, and the dragon that was supposed to be huge was only this size at the moment, and its aura was only ten layers of Yuan Jing.

It seems that the demon spirit of his demon clan has left his body.

However, this demon spirit is obviously very weak, so it is possible to let the monks around it survive.

The so-called demon spirit is the same thing as the divine infant born from the broken baby of the human monk, but the life of the demon race is special, so that their demon spirit has the spirituality of divine thoughts very early.

Most of these monks around Xu Feng had never seen them, but they were all masters of the eighth layer of Yuanjing!

And it seems that they are all strong people at least green crystal!

Judging from their costumes, they were by no means disciples of the second-rate sect near the Liuyan Secret Realm, but rather like the people of the Yin Sha Valley and the Dian Xing Sect in the western part of the Red Domain.

Only one of them, Xu Feng is very familiar.

This person was dressed in simple black, and he was holding an inconspicuous Qingfeng sword in his hand, and even his every move was extremely ordinary.

Moreover, this person's cultivation is only the fifth layer of Yuanjing.

However, when everyone in the field looked at this person, they were all shocked, and every time he made a sword, it would inevitably leave a deep sword mark on the dragon's body.

And the others, except for the person who cultivated the highest in the Star Sect and the rough man of the Golden Sword Sect, this person was also in the first echelon of strength!!

This person is Chen Jianbei.

Chen Jianbei really realized his sword intent under his guidance.

The Qingfeng Sword in his hand was dazzling at times fast and slow, and at the same time, each sword carried a touch of slashing and all-shattering intent on it.

"I actually realized the sword intent of slashing the spirit first, completed the swordsmanship of slashing the spirit, and then realized the fast and slow sword intent, my senior brother is really stubborn, and he is really a genius!"

Xu Feng smiled faintly, very happy in his heart.

Chen Jianbei is a green crystal monk, and now with the blessing of two sword intents, within the Yuan crystal, unless he is a tenth-layer monk of blue crystal or amethyst, Chen Jianbei is already invincible.

This is the horror of sword cultivation.

However, compared to the inner disciples of the Sword Sect, this step came a little late.

But it doesn't matter, those who come after are often in the world.

Although the sword cultivation is slow, every step is bound to be shocking.

Looking at the battle below, Xu Feng had no intention of participating, let alone approaching, just standing quietly on this mountain wall to watch the battle.

Carefully sensing the breath of qi and blood, around this valley, there were more than a dozen monks who thought the same as Xu Feng.

These people should all be second-rate sect inner disciples or even personal disciples who came to this Flowing Flame Secret Realm.

And they were also waiting, not waiting for the results of the battle below, but waiting for the stone man to appear.

Their purpose is the same as Chen Jianbei's.

However, if something happens to the red Jiao in the valley, they don't mind intervening, after all, a red Jiao that has broken its infancy can be said to be full of treasures.

Soon, the situation below changed.

I saw that the disciple of the Yin Sha Valley wearing a scorpion robe suddenly sprinkled a handful of gray powder into the eyes of the red Jiao, this powder was extremely terrifying, and it actually made the head of the red Jiao demon spirit directly turn gray and black in an instant.

It made the red demon spirit look like it was poisoned!