"The whole Devil's Forest?"

Ye Feng was surprised, and her face was full of surprise.

"Hmm..."

The white tiger ignored Ye Feng's surprise, and in his left front paw, a scroll appeared and handed it to Ye Feng.

He said, "As long as you have enough spiritual energy to inject into the scroll, you can arrange a devil's deep forest. ”

Ye Feng carefully took the scroll.

It's a well-carved pattern.

Although he didn't know the level of the formation pattern, judging from the effect, it must be extraordinary.

It is necessary to depict this kind of formation, which must require a large number of rare materials, and it is extremely difficult to depict it.

"Thank you, seniors. ”

Ye Feng thanked him, and then put the scroll into the ring.

Then, led by the white tiger, he came to the bottom of an ancient tree with lush foliage.

The laws of the Holy Way here are even stronger.

"The saint used to meditate here. ”

The white tiger said slowly: "You can meditate here for half an hour. ”

Ye Feng nodded, and came to the ancient tree, there was a futon here, he didn't hesitate, and sat down.

"Hum..."

Suddenly, Ye Feng felt a burst of emptiness.

The majestic laws of the Holy Dao surged towards him.

At this moment, he seemed to stand on top of the nine heavens, looking down on the earth, as if he was the master of heaven and earth, and truly possessed the power of a saint.

Not fast enough, Ye Feng stabilized his mind.

He knew that if he continued like this, his consciousness might collapse.

After settling his mind, he began to slowly absorb the remaining laws of the Holy Dao here.

..........

This ancient tree is worthy of being a place for saints to meditate.

There are so many holy path laws in the surrounding heaven and earth, and after Ye Feng absorbed it for half an hour, he only absorbed one-third.

He was about to continue absorbing, but was interrupted by the white tiger.

"Although it has absorbed one-third, it is several times more than the previous two absorptions combined, which is also very good. ”

Ye Feng slowly got up helplessly, comforting himself.

Shaking his head, he looked at the white tiger and said, "Now, I should be able to go to the third level, right?"

"You still have to beat the third level?"

The white tiger asked in a deep voice.

"Why not?"

Ye Feng asked rhetorically.

"You don't know the horror of the third level!"

The white tiger said in a very solemn tone:

"The third level can be said to be a level, or it can be said to be a reward. It doesn't matter how talented you are, as long as you don't meet the special requirements of that saint, you can only die.

Even if your talent is stronger than that saint, but you don't meet the special requirements, you just can't!!"

It stared at Ye Feng and said, "There is no need for you to continue to break through the level, even if you don't create the third level, your future is promising, you can leave." ”

It has lived here for thousands of years, so it naturally knows what the special requirements of the third level are, and he knows that Ye Feng does not meet that special requirement, so it doesn't want Ye Feng to die.

"Thanks for the reminder, but I'm still going to get through the third hurdle. ”

Ye Feng said lightly.

Because in the place where the saint meditated, he felt a familiar aura.

He vaguely guessed what the saint's special request was.

White Tiger shook his head, feeling that Ye Feng was too confident.

"Okay, in that case, then you can enter the third level!"

However, the white tiger did not stop and said slowly.

With that, it raised its left front paw a little, and a door of light appeared in front of Ye Feng.

"Thank you. ”

Ye Feng said that, and walked towards the third level.

The white tiger shook his head helplessly.

It knew that it would be absolutely impossible for Ye Feng to pass the third level.

Because inside is the inheritance left by the saints.

And this inheritance can only be inherited by sword cultivators.

Ye Feng is not a sword cultivator, and he has seen the inheritance left by the saint, so there is only one way to die.

.......

"Hmm..."

With a flash of light, Ye Feng appeared in an open place.

In front of his eyes, there was a luxurious palace, and the entire palace exuded an extraordinary atmosphere, like a fairy palace falling above the nine heavens.

As soon as he approached the palace, Ye Feng felt the fierce sword intent in it.

However, he did not have the slightest fear, and walked directly in.

At the foot of the holy mountain, as well as the people in the square, they could no longer see Ye Feng at this time.

Because around the forehead of the immortal palace, there are holy path laws everywhere, covering everything from it.

"This guy, he's going to fail, he's going to die here. ”

The Holy Son of the Xuanjian Sect had a resentful face on his face.

"The white tiger has already said conclusively, he does not meet the requirements of the saint, he will definitely die. ”

Feng Leizi is also a forest and a way.

At this time, in the palace, Ye Feng walked in slowly, and his eyes were immediately attracted by a long sword in the center of the palace.

The long sword is like jade, almost transparent, on the sword body, faint lines emerge, it seems to depict the mysterious formation, extraordinary, at this time the entire sword body is surrounded by sword intent.

"Squeak..."

Ye Feng had just walked into the palace, and the door of the palace behind him was slowly closing.

Unless he could pull out the sword, he would be left here forever.

However, he was not alarmed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's the same as what I felt, exactly the same as the sword intent that Wentian senior sealed in my body. ”

Ye Feng muttered to himself.

When I was contemplating under the ancient tree just now, I felt this kind of sword intent, and it was even more obvious at this time.

"The saint sitting here, could it be the senior who asked the heavens?"

Ye Feng guessed so, then shook his head and said, "But, isn't Senior Wentian sitting in the Ink Pond Garden?"

His mind was full of doubts.

But he didn't have time to think about it, and slowly walked towards the ancient sword.

When he walked to a position of about 100 zhang around the ancient sword, the sharp sword intent blocked Ye Feng, and the sword intent made his flesh feel a kind of pain.

"Hum..."

However, at this time, Ye Feng was able to release a majestic Heavenly Sword Intent from his body and surround himself.

At the moment when the Heavenly Sword Intent surrounded him, the ancient sword suddenly trembled slightly, and the sword intent emanating from it no longer stopped him.

"Whew..."

Ye Feng was also relieved in his heart.

If this method doesn't work, then he can only find a way to use the Dao pattern to escape from here.

And he didn't know if the formation pattern he carved could help him teleport out of this palace.

Ye Feng's footsteps continued to slowly walk towards the ancient sword.

The whole palace was very silent, except for the sound of his footsteps.

At a distance of more than a hundred zhang, Ye Feng did not encounter any other troubles, and soon came to the side of the ancient sword.

There was a slight nervousness in his heart.

After all, in front of him, it was a saint weapon, and looking at the entire Henggu Continent, it was an extremely rare item.