I saw that there were traces of carvings on the solid wood wall, as if someone had written a line of words here with a sword. It's just that the font is very light, and this solid wood must be quite hard.

Ye Feng took a closer look and saw the book: "Wenhu took the soul snatching cone here." After thinking for a while, Ye Feng said secretly: "Each layer of the Heavenly Prison Tower has relatively secret treasures, and the treasures of the first eight layers have been taken away. Most of the secret treasure on the first floor of this is the Soul Reaver Cone, and then it was obtained by this Wenhu Shi. Ye Feng took another look and found that there was nothing strange, so he walked straight to the second floor.

The Heavenly Prison Tower was originally high on each floor, and with the stairs winding up, there was really a sense of inexhaustibility, Ye Feng walked for a while, and only then did he reach the second floor.

The tower is small at the bottom and large at the top, so the second floor is slightly smaller than the first floor, but it is still very spacious. It's just that as soon as Ye Feng came up, he found that the resistance here was much greater than below. At this time, Ye Feng was a little strenuous to walk, and there was a feeling of tightness in his chest, and in less than a moment, a trace of sweat flowed.

Ye Feng didn't care, this was expected, after all, Leng Qiujian looked at this tower so highly, proving that it was definitely extraordinary. It is conceivable that the upper floors will definitely be even harder.

Ye Feng glanced at it and found that the pattern was similar to that of the first floor, except that the monster carvings on the roof were more hideous. That realistic image made Ye Feng wonder if this was true.

And there is still a line of words on the wall: "The chain of immortality is here." "Presumably, the treasure of this layer is the chain of immortality, and then it is unified by this. Ye Feng didn't look much and continued to go up to the third floor.

As Ye Feng expected, the higher he went, the greater the resistance. And each floor looks the same, except that the number of monsters on the roof is reduced, but it looks more powerful and terrifying. The more Ye Feng stared, the more he felt that the demon beast carvings on the top were real, as if they had been fixed there with great mana.

As soon as Ye Feng had this idea, he was amused by himself, the number of those monsters and the strength of the demon power were definitely not something that ordinary people could handle. If this is true, then the owner of this tower, that big demon, must be a big monster with the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth.

By the fifth layer, Ye Feng had already had to use his aura to resist the invasion of the resistance in the tower, otherwise, he really wouldn't be able to stay for a moment. Ye Feng thought to himself, Leng Qiujian could stay on the eighth layer for so long, and he was worthy of being the number one madman in Beixiang. Thinking again, he said that he might be able to get the treasure of the ninth layer, probably overestimating himself.

But since the other party valued him so much, Ye Feng naturally wouldn't let him look flat, took a deep breath, and Ye Feng continued to go up.

Ye Feng continued to go upstairs, and when he reached the seventh floor, he couldn't help but be a little out of breath. If he didn't run the aura throughout his body, he estimated that he would be ejected from the tower at once, or he would be squeezed into meat sauce.

However, Ye Feng found that this continuous release of aura actually had great benefits for his cultivation. Moreover, the aura in the tower is more intense than outside, and the recovery is much faster. Ye Feng understood that such a long period of consumption would not be squeezed dry in a short time, even if Leng Qiujian was a master of the Condensation Realm, he would not be able to stay that long. The only possibility is that he consumes and replenishes at the same time.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng slowly absorbed the aura in the tower, warming himself, and after feeling a little better, Ye Feng looked around.

On the roof of the seventh floor, there are two dragons carved with each other, which seem to be a little unwilling and hideous, with teeth and claws, making people wonder if these two fierce beasts will pounce down at any time. Ye Feng felt terrified when he looked at it again. Jiaolong is a creature that is very close to a dragon, and it is naturally extremely powerful. If it was really two true dragons that were set here, then that person's strength was really unimaginable.

Ye Feng glanced at it again, but the words on the wall caught his attention: "Ling Xuan takes the forbidden spirit whip here." Seeing this line of words, Ye Feng's heart trembled suddenly, and his eyes had a feeling of tears rolling.

Forbidden Spirit Whip, isn't that the secret treasure of Qin Xiaoniu's family? Ye Feng remembered that he met the old man who was kind and kind to him in Tenglong Mountain, Ling Lao, and the brutal little beauty Qin Ming'er.

Ling Lao was the housekeeper of Qin Ming'er's family, and later killed the dragon by himself, but he was killed by the barbarian dragon helmet. The remaining spiritual power happened to meet Ye Feng. Later, Qin Ming'er appeared in Tenglong Mountain with the Forbidden Spirit Whip to look for Zhu Li, but was captured by the helmet and took away the Forbidden Spirit Whip, thus resurrecting anew. And Ling Lao resolutely sacrificed himself in order to protect himself and Qin Ming'er.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng's hand was held tightly, and even a trace of blood was left because of the force. Ling Lao regarded him as his own grandson, but he had no ability to repay him, and instead watched Ling Lao being killed. Ye Feng swore that he would kill the helmet, and take back the dragon bone sword and hand it back to Ling Lao's lover, Mu Yang's senior.

Ye Feng stroked the line of words on the wall, and the words faintly revealed a heroic and free meaning. Ye Feng was sure that this Ling Xuan was Ling Lao. Qin Ming'er's forbidden spirit whip turned out to be obtained by Ling Lao from here, and then given to the Qin family.

Thinking of that kind old man, Ye Feng felt a lot in his heart. His parents abandoned him from an early age, although he did not resent them. But I always feel a little less concerned in my heart. And apart from the old man of the days, Ling Lao was the best elder for himself, and he even did not hesitate to give him a drop of the essence blood of the power of space. These have always been remembered in Ye Feng's heart and never forgotten.

"Elder Ling, I will definitely kill the helmet, recapture the dragon bone sword, and avenge you. Ye Feng said firmly, bowing deeply to the line. Then he resolutely walked up to the eighth floor.

After walking up the long staircase, Ye Feng went up to the eighth floor. And the resistance of the eighth layer increased suddenly, and Ye Feng felt that his spiritual energy input was extremely huge, and if he didn't do his best to absorb the spiritual energy, it would be difficult to balance it at all. Even so, it was like I was stuck in a swamp, unable to move. Ye Feng shook his head and had to retreat to the seventh floor.

In this case, at most, you will stay on the eighth floor, and you will not be able to go up to the ninth floor at all. Ye Feng sighed secretly, thinking that most of his strength was here. Suddenly, I remembered, if I used mental power, would I be able to resist some of the resistance?

With his thoughts in mind, Ye Feng extended a spiritual power to cover his body, and suddenly felt his body suddenly lighten. Ye Feng was secretly happy in his heart, it really worked!

"In this case, you can go up to the eighth floor. But what about the ninth layer? It doesn't matter, just try it. Ye Feng said secretly, and he was about to go to the eighth floor.

"Click!" There was a strange sound downstairs, and Ye Feng's heart suddenly rose to his throat, could it be that Biyun chased after him?