Chapter 245: Seventy-two Divine Sons of the Sacred Mountain
In other words, Qin Feng's sight was colorful.
And in the whole colorful world, there is only one maverick and the surrounding illusion.
That's where the purple origin aura comes from.
It's just that this place with a rich purple origin is not in the Chaos Ancient Temple, but on a small mound dozens of miles away from the Chaos Ancient Temple.
And Qin Feng's location was right in the middle of the Chaos Ancient Temple and the small mound, slightly closer to the Chaos Ancient Temple.
Qin Feng's expression couldn't help but flash a little stunned.
"If I hadn't had the fiery eyes, maybe I would have swarmed into the Temple of Chaos. Now?"
Now that he realized that there might be a mystery in the small mound in the distance, he didn't plan to miss it.
Without saying a word, Qin Feng turned around and galloped towards the small mound.
Maybe it was a coincidence, and of course it also confirmed the saying that the road was narrow, and he had only walked a few steps before he encountered a lot of figures, and quickly walked towards the Ancient Temple.
Naturally, they were already bumping into each other.
"Haha! Who is this? Huh! This is not an invincible sword, an invincible iron fist, but a ruthless knife that claims to be a sculptor? What is this for? It can't be that you want to go and sneak away, right?"
A Dragon family martial artist with a slightly long face stepped forward.
Although fighting is forbidden in this world, and the Long family can't solve Qin Feng for the time being, it doesn't mean that it will never be able to solve it.
As long as Qin Feng was always in their sight, when it was time to leave the Chaos Ancient Temple, their Long family had a way to deal with him.
Now, taking advantage of the random teleportation of the enchantment, Qin Feng got out of the sight of their Long family and had a chance to escape.
And Qin Feng didn't choose to go to the Chaos Ancient Temple, but went in the opposite direction.
This is the typical idea of wanting to escape.
"Stupid! As we all know, the Transformation God Pool is in the Chaos Ancient Temple, such a supreme thing can make my strength infinitely improved, I will naturally go to the real Chaos Ancient Temple!"
Qin Feng didn't feel a little embarrassed, and said indifferently.
"Hehe, it's a flawed performance. Cowards!
The long-faced Dragon Family martial artist continued to taunt.
"Hey, the Temple of the Ancient Chaos is clearly behind you, and you actually walked forward. Obviously, he just wants to escape, which is also human nature. After all, the fear of death makes it impossible to look at it directly, and no one will say that yours is not. However, if you have a hard mouth, it will be a bit shameless!"
The thin martial artist of the Long family continued to taunt and strike.
"The Ancient Temple is behind me, so what? My speed is fast, even if I run in the opposite direction, I can quickly reach the Ancient Ancient Mountain. ”
Qin Feng's expression was as it should be, looking at the many martial artists of the Long family, it was like looking at a group of mentally retarded people.
Fast speed?
The crowd was speechless.
"The faster you run in the opposite direction, the farther away you will be from the Ancient Temple? You still look at us with mentally retarded eyes, in fact you are the real fool!"
Long Peng couldn't bear it anymore and laughed.
"Damn! You guys really hate it! Right now, I don't have time to play with you. I'm heading to the real Temple of the Troubled Ancients!"
Qin Feng said with disgust on his face.
Then, he was alone again, already embarking on a new journey.
Only the warriors of the Long family were left, laughing in place.
Qin Feng had an indifferent look on his face.
After laughing, a little deep thought flashed on Long Peng's face: "No matter whether the ruthless knife is really stupid, or pretending to be stupid and wants to escape, it is destined to become a joke." ”
Then, as soon as he beckoned, the thin man and the long-faced Dragon Family warrior were summoned.
"You two follow him, and if he tries to leave the ruins of the Temple of Chaos, kill him. I am afraid that there is still a forbidden weapon on his body. This divine fan with the tail wing of the fire phoenix will be handed over to you to take charge of. ”
Looking at the fire phoenix fan with divine light lingering in front of him, the thin man and the long face were both pleasantly surprised.
Speaking of the fire phoenix fan, I have to mention that an ancestor of the Long family.
Back then, the ancestor of the Dragon Family, whose strength reached the limit of the Sealed Land, left the Sealed Land and went to the Divine World.
Encounter one of the seventy-two gods of Mount Kinabalu, the Fire King Divine Son.
The Fire King Divine Son is a Fire Phoenix, the ancestor of the Long Family killed the Fire Phoenix Divine Son, and he himself suffered a heavy blow, so he returned to the sealed place, and spent seven hundred years fusing the origin of all the feathers of the Fire Phoenix with the tail feathers of the Fire Phoenix to forge the Fire Phoenix Fan.
This is a weapon worthy of the pinnacle of magic weapons.
Even an ordinary martial artist can rely on the Fire Phoenix Fan to destroy a legendary powerhouse.
Among the most important fire phoenix fans, there is the fire phoenix god son, who comprehends the fire attribute elements between heaven and earth.
As long as it is a martial artist who has comprehended the Fire Element Dao and is in charge of the Fire Phoenix Fan, he can improve the perception of the Great Dao.
That's why the thin man and the long face gladly accepted it.
Qin Feng's figure kept approaching the purple hill.
Suddenly, he had already stopped, and with a little playfulness on his expression, he threw himself at a cautious figure in the distance.
Even if this figure had been disguised again, it was seen through by Qin Feng at a glance.
This person is the one who was convincing at the beginning, spreading the news that there was a god pool in the Temple of Chaos.
At the beginning, he was dressed as a bookish person, but now he is disguised as a rickety old man.
Under Qin Feng's fiery eyes, the figure of the other party was a young man about twenty years old, but he seemed a little clever. His eyes kept spinning, obviously a little triumphant.
At this time, he was holding a palm-sized bronze vessel in his hand, and a pointer on it was turning wildly. It seems that it can only give a general direction in one direction.
After repeated attempts, his figure steadily headed towards the small mound.
"Haha! In the Ancient Temple, there is indeed a pool of gods, which can make people ascend to the sky and become strong in one step. It's just a pie in the sky, and it's not so easy to eat. There's a good chance you're choking!"
When he spoke, the rickety warrior's face couldn't hide his arrogant smile.
At the same time, a little greedy look appeared irrepressibly on his cheeks: "As long as I can obtain the inheritance of the true gods, those martial artists who have passed the baptism of the god pool will become my guards." The Heroic Warriors have only one mission, and that is to protect the true gods. Without my permission, you can't get rid of this fate!"
The rickety old man's palm slapped on the compass, a little mysterious ripple rippled, and countless divine patterns were intertwined in the void, manifesting the gossip containing endless mysteries.
Suddenly, the mysterious gossip map fell towards the small hill.