The ancient dungeon of Tongtian Island, what secrets are hidden in it, no one knows so far, only that there is a terrible crisis and anti-heaven creation hidden in it.

The crisis in the underground palace, even if a cultivator of the Earth Venerable and Heavenly Venerable realms stepped in, there was also danger.

However, for countless years, there have also been cultivators who have been unlucky against the sky, who have achieved earth-shattering achievements here, leapt into dragons, and become famous powerhouses.

However, there is one thing that is very confusing to the powerhouses of the Northern Wilderness, that is, the cultivators of the Nine Great Demon Protector Palaces will basically not set foot here, and they will not come to Tiandao.

The Demon Gate even issued a ban, prohibiting any Demon Gate cultivator from setting foot on Tongtian Island.

The three elders investigated the whereabouts of the Yuan Shen Species, which was also found in the outside world, and did not come from the intelligence information inside the God Slaughter Palace.

With doubts and expectations, Chu Feng stepped into the cave where the Kunpeng pattern was painted, and when he walked in, the ancient aura hit his face, as if there were countless pictures of ancient times flickering in front of his eyes.

"The ...... of the breath of ancient times"

Chu Feng's heart was shocked, the breath in the cave actually had the taste of the ancient era, and other cultivators may not have found it, but he had traveled to the ancient times and knew the special aura of the ancient times.

"Here...... What secrets are hidden? ”

Chu Feng suddenly felt that this place was not as simple as he imagined, he walked into the cave step by step, gradually, the light around him was disappearing, and he couldn't see the five fingers in the environment, he released his mind to see the situation of this passage clearly.

I saw that on the stone wall of the passage, there were vivid Kunpeng patterns, and the Kunpeng in the pattern was either swimming in the sea, or flying in the sky, or fighting fiercely with the mighty, and the picture of the Kunpeng transforming into a dragon.

Patterns were moving backwards beside him, and he looked at them and felt that these patterns might be related to the secret at the end of the cave.

"Above the nine cave entrances of the underground palace, the pattern of the painting is nine kinds of desolate beasts, if the secret in the cave is related to these desolate beasts, then what is it?"

Chu Feng frowned slightly, he thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't come up with a reason, so he suppressed his distracting thoughts and continued to walk towards the end of the passage.

As he walked, a group of people behind him caught up quickly, and he was still very alert, but seeing that these people were all cultivators of the Supreme Early Stage, he relaxed his vigilance.

"This brother, are you here alone?"

A white-robed man with a big grin asked in surprise when he saw that Chu Feng was alone.

"Not bad."

Chu Feng nodded lightly, he could see that the aura of these cultivators was very close, they should be cultivating the same mental method, from the same sect.

"We are disciples of the Qingshan Sect, we have come here to look for creation, I can tell you, I heard that it is very dangerous here, it is better for you to leave here alone, otherwise it will be too dangerous."

The white-robed man kindly persuaded Chu Feng.

"Hugh Feng, hurry up."

Xiu Feng's fellow senior brother had already walked a long distance, and when he saw him chatting with Chu Feng, a stranger, he frowned and shouted with some displeasure.

"It's coming, it's coming."

Xiu Feng smiled awkwardly, he waved goodbye to Chu Feng, and then chased after him.

"Huh."

Chu Feng saw Xiu Feng's big . With a grin, shaking his head and smiling, he thought of the witch and felt that Xiu Feng's personality was a little similar to the witch.

The disciple of the Qingshan Sect was very fast, and he disappeared from his sight after a while, and he was still unhurried, moving forward step by step, in this strange place, it was always right to be careful.

When he finished this passage, in front of him, nine forks appeared again, and at the sight of these forks, he fell into hesitation.

"Take this one first, and then turn back."

Chu Feng left his mind to avoid getting lost in it, and then casually chose a fork and walked in.

What he didn't know was that when he walked in, there were suddenly nine little babies with their feet floating in the air, their eyes were hollow, and red liquid was flowing from their mouths, looking like saliva and blood.

Swish~

Among them, a small baby flew in the direction that Chu Feng walked into, and the other eight little babies wearing red belly pockets flew towards the other eight forks.

Dada~

After Chu Feng had been walking for about a quarter of an hour, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps, which made him suddenly cheer up.

"Ghosts, ghosts!!"

I saw that a group of men who had cultivated in the early stage of the Supreme Realm were running frantically for their lives, screaming in horror while running, on the backs of these people, there was a blood-red palm print, and the palm print flowed out of the red blood, spreading to other directions of the body like tentacles, and wherever the tentacles reached, the skin of these cultivators would rot, and the bones would be corroded, and they were desperately pulling these tentacles, and some people were also chopping with knives and swords, but there was no effect.

Bang~

One man after another, losing his strength, fell to the ground, convulsing in pain, and it didn't take long for their bodies to completely decay, covered in the blood-red palm prints, and turned into a puddle of blood.

"Help me...... Please save me. ”

A white-robed man ran up to Chu Feng and begged for mercy in pain, he seemed to be the Qingshan Sect disciple Xiu Feng who greeted Chu Feng very warmly just now.

"What the hell is going on?"

Chu Feng asked puzzled.

"We're in ...... Inside we met a kid in a red belly pocket, he was very fast, he left bloody palm prints on us, and we became like this. ”

"Poof!"

After Xiu Feng said this, his heart was swallowed by the tentacles and he died directly, and Chu Feng didn't even have time to save him.

Seeing Xiu Feng, who was still arrogant not long ago, he died in front of him at this moment, letting Chu Feng know that the danger here has always been by his side.

"Ahhh......h

The cultivators of the Qingshan Sect ran in pain, and the screams continued for a long time, and these people fell in pools of blood one after another, swallowed by the bloody palm prints, and turned into a pool of blood.

This scene made Chu Feng take a deep breath, and his dark eyes flashed with emotion, he still didn't understand how the people of Qingshan Sect died.

For the unknown, people have always been full of fear, Chu Feng has experienced strong winds and rains, so he is not so timid, but he is also fully operating his mental method, guarding against crises that may arise at any time.

"The danger here is really elusive."

Chu Feng muttered to himself, he stood up and continued to walk towards the end of this passage, he was going to find the whereabouts of the Yuan Shen Seed.

Da~

"Little brother, where are you going?"

Suddenly, a soft. The soft little hand was on his shoulder, and the curious child's voice came to his ears.

Rumble!

From the appearance of this child to the time when the little hand patted him on the shoulder, Chu Feng didn't notice it, the pores all over his body stood up, Huo Ran turned his head and saw a child with a porcelain baby face, looking at him innocently, pouting his little mouth, as if he was an innocent child in the neighbor's house.

It is the red liquid flowing from the little baby's mouth that destroys his innocent temperament and brings a penetrating feeling.

Chu Feng hurriedly lowered his head and looked at his shoulder, and when he saw a blood-red palm print left on his shoulder, his pupils shrank, and a strong sense of crisis enveloped his body.

"Look for death!"

Chu Feng shouted angrily, he Huo Ran pulled out the black ink, and slashed out the terrifying sword qi, splitting the little baby in half on the spot.

Whoosh~

However, under Chu Feng's shocked gaze, the little baby's body that was split in half was like a liquid on the ground, and gradually returned to its original appearance.

"Little brother, why are you beating me?"

The little baby said aggrievedly.

"I don't believe I can't kill you!"

As soon as Chu Feng thought of the tragic death of Xiu Feng and the others in his mind, he felt uneasy, and he wanted to kill this man as soon as possible, and then go to resolve the threat of the blood palm print.

"Qingyun Sword Technique"!

Chu Feng directly used the strongest means, wisps of black and white aura fused, bursting out with unimaginable power, seeing his sword refract. The power of destroying the world and destroying the world, the innocent face of this little baby, flashed a trace of fear, nodded directly and ran, his feet floated, the speed was extremely fast, and the kung fu disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the little baby with a red belly pocket running away, Chu Feng withdrew his attack, he also left here, found a quiet place, sat cross-legged, and entered the cultivation state. Signs of movement, tentacles spread from the bloody palm prints, ready to attack other areas of the body.

Judging from the tragic death of Xiu Feng and others, the places touched by these tentacles, whether they were skin, bones, or organs, would be corroded in an instant and turned into blood.

When the tentacles spread to Chu Feng's whole body, it was the moment he died.

Chu Feng controlled the domineering qi to rush to the place where the blood palm print was, and wanted to use the domineering energy to expel the blood palm print from the body.

However, the energy of the Blood Palm Print was terrifying, and his domineering aura rushed over, not only did he not expel it, but he was instead swallowed by the energy of the Blood Palm Print, becoming the nourishment for its growth.

Moreover, Chu Feng also found that the blood palm print was constantly absorbing the domineering energy in his body, like a parasite, absorbing his energy, using it to strengthen himself, and then devouring his body to achieve the goal of killing him.

This kind of attack was too terrifying, no wonder Xiu Feng, a group of cultivators of the Supreme Early Realm, would be powerless to parry, and all of them died tragically under the blood palm print.

"Since ordinary domineering is useless, then I will attack with death qi."

Chu Feng's eyes flashed ruthlessly, death qi and anger are diametrically opposed energy, before merging with the breath of life and transforming into destructive energy, the death qi itself is full of gloomy and terrifying aura, this is one of the most difficult energies in the world, if human beings are eroded by a large amount of dead qi, the life breath of the body will decline rapidly, and finally become a lifeless person, and his life span will plummet.

Rumble!

When Chu Feng controlled the breath of death and frantically rushed to the blood palm print, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the blood palm print could not devour the death qi, and those tentacles that grew out were twitching in pain, and the blood-red tentacles turned into lifeless gray in the blink of an eye.