Chapter 8: The Ancient Altar
And just when most people's eyes were on Xu Kun, someone suddenly exclaimed.
"Who is that guy, why is the speed so fast, he has actually entered the position of eight hundred zhang!"
When the voice fell, many eyes turned to Ye Feng, full of shock.
Actually, it's not that Ye Feng's speed is too fast, he is just moving forward at a normal speed, it's just that the speed of those Dongjiang Tianjiao around him is too slow.
"Look, he surpasses the young master of the Divine Sword Sect!"
"The young sect master of the Heavenly Martial Sect was also overtaken by him. ”
"And the young master of the Liu family..."
Exclamations were heard.
Everyone looked at Ye Feng with a shocked expression.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Feng has already exceeded eight or nine people, and only three of the Tianjiao in the eastern frontier are still in front of him.
"What, you..."
The young head of the Liu family in Dongjiang was gritting his teeth to fight against the huge pressure, and he was shocked when he saw Ye Feng passing past him.
Ye Feng ignored it and continued to walk forward.
And as he got closer and closer to the pillar of light, the tremendous pressure, like a hill pressing on him, made him pale and his steps slowed.
Half an hour later, Ye Feng had already walked to Ling Xue's side.
"It's you!"
Ling Xue clenched her silver teeth, and was using the aura in her body to fight against the huge pressure, dripping with sweat, and after seeing Ye Feng, she made a surprised sound.
Ye Feng had already learned from the fragment of memories that he and Ling Xue had always been friends until he was five years old.
However, he didn't intend to help Ling Xue, because now that ten years had passed, he didn't know if Ling Xue was good or bad now.
"It's familiar, who the hell is he..."
Ling Xue saw Ye Feng who continued to move forward, and her heart was even more puzzled.
At the front, Xu Kun looked at the pillar of light less than seventy zhang away from him, and a smug smile appeared on his face.
"This treasure is mine!"
Xu Kun's face became more and more pale, and he took two Hui Ling Pills again, ready to grit his teeth and continue to move forward.
However, at this time, he suddenly noticed that there was a person about three feet to his left!
"Why do I think this treasure is going to be mine?"
A smile appeared on Ye Feng's slightly tired face, looked at Xu Kun who was three zhang away, and said slowly.
Although he consumed a large amount of spiritual energy to resist the huge pressure, and the spiritual energy in his body was almost exhausted, there was no problem in supporting it until the end.
"Bastard, you still dare to show up and compete with my son for treasures!"
Xu Kun was immediately furious and shouted, "I advise you to get out of here!" Otherwise, I will definitely kill you today!"
"Really? I'll wait!"
With that, Ye Feng continued to walk forward.
At this moment, the items in the blood-colored pillar of light seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly trembled, and a majestic blood mist suddenly burst out from the pillar of light.
"Ahh Ahh
Wherever the blood mist went, the people on the altar let out screams, and they were corroded in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, almost all the cultivators who had penetrated within seven hundred zhang were already dead.
"Huh... Swish... Hmm..."
Only Xu Kun and Ling Xue, as well as a few Dongjiang Tianjiao, had a secret treasure on their bodies, surrounded by a cloud of light, and quickly rushed out of the altar.
As for the cultivators who didn't go deep enough to within seven hundred zhang, they all turned around and ran out of the altar.
"What's going on? There was a young man just now, who seemed to have surpassed Xu Kun, could it be that he had already obtained the treasure?"
The voices of exclamation came one after another.
Now the position of the pillar of light in a radius of three hundred zhang was surrounded by a thick blood mist, and they couldn't see the situation clearly at all.
Even Ling Xue's gaze was on Xu Kun.
"That kid is at least sixty feet away from the pillar of light. Covered in such a terrifying blood mist, that kid must have died a tragic death. ”
Xu Kun looked at the place covered by the thick blood mist, and felt a sense of revenge.
When everyone heard this, they were all relieved.
Although I don't know what happened, everyone was forced out, which means that everyone got the opportunity to compete for the secret treasure at the same time.
Many people sat cross-legged one after another, and began to recover the aura they had just consumed.
In the blood mist, Ye Feng was about to turn around and run just now.
But he suddenly realized that the blood mist was not intended to harm it.
On the contrary, this blood mist gave him a familiar feeling.
He walked slowly towards the pillar of light.
"It's... A bone?"
Ye Feng was stunned.
Suspended in the pillar of light was a bone about the length of his arm, I don't know if it was a human or an animal.
But one thing is for sure, this bone has definitely existed for countless years, and the whole exudes a majestic and ancient reckless atmosphere.
Moreover, the previous owner of this bone must be the one who decides the strong.
Because after so many years, this bone is still as warm as jade, and even exudes a faint light.
"Hum..."
Just when Ye Feng was puzzled, the bones suddenly trembled.
The pillar of light that surrounded the bones was slowly disappearing.
"Huh... There seems to be writing engraved on the bones. ”
After the pillar of light disappeared, Ye Feng said in surprise.
He cautiously reached for the bone.
"Boom..."
The moment Ye Feng's palm touched that bone, a large amount of majestic information poured into his mind.
His eyes were full of shock.
This is an ancient exercise.
Reckless devouring decision!
Everything in the world can be devoured and kept as one's own!
"It's... This is the ancient technique of the Northern Desolation Demon Sect!"
Ye Feng's expression was even more shocked.
In fact, many people have long been unaware of why the Northern Desolate Demon Sect is called the Demon Sect.
Only when he was a child, when he listened to his mother's story, he learned about it.
The Northern Desolation Demon Sect once had the strongest technique unparalleled in the world, and after cultivating to the end of the world, it could swallow the sun and the moon and absorb the stars of the sky for its own use.
However, later this exercise was lost, and the Northern Desolate Demon Sect continued to decline, although Ye Feng's mother was lucky enough to understand a part of the ancient exercise from the codex of the Demon Sect's predecessors, and the Northern Desolate Demon Sect continued to grow.
But it's a pity that the crown prince of the Heavenly Dome Dynasty at that time, who is Ye Feng's current father, showed an even more demonic talent, and his cultivation was terrifying, sweeping the Northern Desolation Demon Sect.
Because of this, the Northern Desolation Demon Sect was completely destroyed.
"I didn't expect that the exercises of the Northern Desolation Demon Sect ended up in my hands...."
The corners of Ye Feng's mouth twitched slightly, and he said speechlessly: "The task of reviving the Northern Desolate Demon Sect should not be handed over to me, right?"
His mother was the holy daughter of the Northern Desolate Demon Sect, and he now has the inheritance of the Northern Desolate Demon Sect.
It seems that this matter can only be done by him.
"Forget it, let's talk about it later!"
Ye Feng shook his head.
The bone in his hand, after the words on it were gone, had gradually lost its luster, and even appeared a slight crack.
"It seems that this bone is only used to record the exercises. ”
Ye Feng muttered.
He was ready to put the bones away.