"Checkmate?! What the hell does this mean? ”

"Cold Wind is so strong, who can kill him? You're not kidding, are you? ”

After Wang Dan's words were spoken, hundreds of monks around him questioned one after another. Even Ji Haotian and Long Ao and the others raised their eyebrows slightly, they had seen the strength of Leng Feng with their own eyes.

"Hmph, when I saw him, he had an extremely familiar ominous aura, Jiang Wang Whip was also in his hand, it should have been Jiang Yifei's immortal Qi Wang Needle, a month later, his strength was lost, and a year later, his whole body festered and died, there is no way to save him!"

Wang Dan sneered like frost, he had an extremely strong jealousy in his heart for the cold wind, and when he said it at this moment, he felt a sense of revenge.

At this point, all the monks present turned pale, and they couldn't help but gasp, but anyone who had some knowledge of the Desolate Ancient Family understood what it meant to be ignorant of Qi Wang's needle!

"So that's the case..."Ji Haotian frowned and muttered softly. He felt this ominous aura when he encountered the cold wind on the ninety-sixth floor, but he didn't take it to heart when the situation was urgent, and sighed slightly at the moment, feeling sorry for the cold wind.

"The unknown Qi Wang Needle of the Jiang family doesn't know how many masters he has killed, and he can't be angry if he really killed Jiang Yifei!" Li Danqiong, who had never spoken much, was like frost at the moment, he had a talented uncle who died under the needle of the unknown Qi Wang.

Scripture Pavilion, 98th floor.

As soon as the cold wind stepped in, the corners of his eyes instantly contracted, and more than a dozen stone guards with strength up to level seventy turned into clumps of stone chips piled on the ground.

A black robe floated in the air, a slight aura filled it with constant trembling of the hem of the clothes, and did not exude any breath, as if it was an ordinary piece of clothing, but the cold wind felt a deep jealousy, the lord of the black robe was definitely a powerful power!

"Let's go up!" A voice vibrated in the void, as if it had come from eons ago, through the vicissitudes of life, wrapped in endless vicissitudes.

"Boy Leng Feng, thank you seniors for your help!" Leng Feng took a deep look at the black robe, solemnly clenched his fist at it, and then stepped into the ninety-ninth floor in a flash.

There are no ornate decorations, no cool exercises, just a yellowed scroll of scriptures, and a crystal coffin that is slightly larger than a normal coffin.

Leng Feng stepped into the ninety-ninth floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, there were no stone guards here, and no formations were arranged, the ancient years turned into dust and piled up in various corners, dancing with the floating air, as if they were happy to see the person they wanted to wait.

"Alas! He hasn't appeared yet, and even though we've reached the strongest, we're still going to fail. Time is running out......"

The cold wind flipped the yellow scripture slightly, and there were only a few words on it, although there were countless years apart, but the strong emotions on it were even more shocking because of the aging of the years, which was the only few words left by an ancient powerhouse.

"We" should refer to Aite's people, but who is "he"? Why wait for "him" to appear? Why does it have to fail? Why is time running out?

Leng Feng put down the yellow scriptures, countless questions filled his mind, he seemed to be close to a trace of the truth but vague and, as if he didn't know anything, the ancient powerhouse sighed on his deathbed, echoing in his mind over and over again.

"Ahh Leng Feng felt a headache, his eyes became blood-red, and the strong negative emotions in those few words had infected his heart, and he held his head and roared in pain: "No! Why fail! I will never accept it! Who is he?! Why hasn't he shown up yet?! Why wait for him to show up?! ”

"He's you!" A peerless immortal sound seemed to have traveled through the eons and suddenly exploded in Leng Feng's mind, calming Leng Feng's thoughts about exploding for a moment.

"It's me? Why wait for me to show up? The cold wind calmed down and hurriedly asked the fairy sound, but did not get any response, as if it would take a great deal of money to transmit the voice to his mind.

"I'm going to be stronger! My life is on the line! "Leng Feng spared no effort to use all his strength to roar, the weak eat the strong, the strong survive, even if it fails, it must charge against fate!

Just when the immortal sound appeared in Leng Feng's mind, the outside world suddenly thundered, and endless blood clouds churned in the void, covering the sky and the sun, and for a while the whole world became dark and desolate, and the wind suddenly appeared with a desolate killing intent, a sign of annihilation.

"W-what's going on?" Outside the ruins of the Fire Dragon Palace, a Supreme Elder of the Jiang family suddenly changed color, extremely dignified.

"Could it be..."A supreme elder of the Ji family shot a glint in his eyes, and exchanged eyes with Zheng Yuandong, Zheng Yuandong also changed his usual appearance at this time, and nodded heavily.

A river of blood meanders for tens of thousands of miles, and from time to time a humanoid wreck is churned out, and a towering mountain of bones is ten thousand feet high, reaching into the sky, if the cold wind appears here, it must be able to distinguish that all the white bones are all human.

"Do these ants want to turn the sky upside down again..."In a bone cave, an old man in a blood robe sat cross-legged on a futon, his hair had thinned so thin that only a few were left, and most of his teeth had fallen out between his mouths, leaving only a few bloody teeth, like a terrible ghost.

"I hope he grows up soon, time is running out!" A middle-aged man with a lupine scarf took a sip of tea, and beside him sat a large Buddha, which looked closely and looked somewhat similar to the stone statue that Leng Feng saw in the Ancient Forbidden Land.

As if it had completed its mission, the yellow scripture suddenly burned on its own and turned into a cloud of smoke as Leng Feng's hand was lowered.

The cold wind turned his gaze to the crystal coffin, this coffin was simple and unpretentious, and there was not even any energy emanation, and the instinct to appear here was by no means ordinary.

"Offended" Leng Feng bowed reverently to the crystal coffin to show respect. Then the spiritual power in his hand shook, and he slapped the coffin lid with one palm.

The crystal coffin looked simple but extremely heavy, slapping the coffin lid with the strength of the cold wind, it only opened a trace of cracks, and a strong heavenly aura suddenly rushed out of the cracks, and it had already penetrated into his body without any reaction from the cold wind.

"Poof" Leng Feng's body shook, and he spit out a mouthful of black blood, and at the same time, the black flesh on his chest also returned to its normal color, and he tried his best to resist the unknown Qi Wang Needle, which was easily resolved.

Leng Feng's body was stunned, and he pushed the coffin lid with one palm.