In the hall above the clouds, those peerless masters were still sitting cross-legged and cultivating with their eyes closed, and in the dim place in the far side of this hall, there was a white curtain.

Behind this curtain there was a shadow, looming.

The sand king rushed into the palace and said with a frightened face, "Grandma!

Everyone immediately opened their eyes and turned their heads to stare at the sand king in confusion, and the shadow behind the curtain made the woman's voice just now, "Sand King, I was shocked, what happened?"

The Sand King hurriedly told Qin Feng about it, and everyone looked stunned when they heard it, but Wu Wuqiu laughed proudly in his heart, "God help me!"

"What?" The woman was obviously shocked, and the sand king hurriedly asked the woman for help, "Grandma, you must save him!"

The woman behind the curtain took a deep breath and sighed helplessly, "The Palace of Death, as soon as you enter the palace, life and death are already predestined, what can I do?"

The others also looked pity, "Hey, the once-in-a-lifetime genius is gone." ”

"It's not, if you refine the physical realm, you can become a desolate master, that's really a once-in-a-lifetime experience!"

...

In the Temple of Death, Qin Feng was in a place full of mist, but he had a rudimentary perspective and could easily approach the gift bag in this mist.

"That's you!"

At this time, Qin Feng saw a gift bag with white light flashing on a golden jar.

Qin Feng didn't hesitate, and slapped it on the gift bag with one hand, "Ding~ The Glyph Divine Skill Gift Pack takes 60 seconds, 59..."

At this leisure time, Qin Feng began to look around, but it was dim everywhere, and it could be said that he couldn't see his five fingers, only the faint golden light emitted by this golden jar illuminated the surroundings.

But even so, the white fog around makes it impossible for people to walk freely.

"This Hall of Death, is it really so powerful?" Qin Feng looked around, and after feeling that this was nothing special, he secretly wondered.

"Ding~ Get the glyph magic skill, do you want to use it?"

"Nonsense! Hurry up! Lao Tzu ventured in! If it weren't for something good, I'd cut you!" Qin Feng immediately returned to his senses and ordered.

"Ding~ Congratulations to the host for learning the glyph technique!"

At this moment, a message flashed.

Host: Qin Feng

Cultivation: Nine Realms of Refining Body (165000/10000)

Mental method: Ling Bobu (the best heavenly level).

Bloodline: Yuan-devouring beast (medium-grade ground-level/top-grade saint-level), Tianqi pupil bloodline (lower-grade earth-level/top-grade god level).

Magic Technique: Wanyin Code (Xiaocheng).

Divine Skill: Primary Forging, Primary Carving.

Ability to open the bag: Beginner (by hand touch).

Primary glyphs: You can carve (earth-level or heaven-level) yuan patterns on the magic vessel, or analyze the (earth-level or heaven-level) yuan pattern on the magic vessel, or erase the (earth-level or heaven-level) yuan pattern.

Qin Feng knew that the Yuan pattern meant krypton gold for magic weapons, which could make magic weapons have various different attribute effects.

Among them, the yuan pattern is divided into many qualities, from low to high, there are earthly level, heavenly level, king level, holy level, god level, subdivision and subdivision, lower grade, middle grade, upper grade, and best grade.

"This magic technique is similar to forging!" Qin Feng laughed with satisfaction after reading it.

But at this time, the golden pot suddenly trembled, and even let out a kind of arrogant laughter, "Someone has come to die again!"

Qin Feng was originally looking at this divine skill, but he was frightened by this sudden sound, and immediately jumped aside with a natural reflex.

Then a golden shadow floated out of the golden jar, and in that eerie strange smile, "What's the matter?"

"Damn! In such a quiet place, a voice suddenly came out, are you afraid?" Qin Feng was not afraid of him, but was frightened by this voice.

The shadow was a little unhappy, "You're not afraid of me?"

"Do you have anything to be afraid of?" Qin Feng looked at the other party as if he was looking at a phantom, and he didn't feel very scary.

"Anyone who comes here will be drained of their blood by me and turned into powder!" the shadow frightened.

Qin Feng looked the other party up and down for a while, looking confused, "Really, how do I feel like you are an old guy trapped in this golden vat." ”

"The Golden Jar?"

"Yes, that's it, a spittoon that looks a bit like spitting!"

"What? You dare to say that the old man is trapped in a spittoon?"

"Is there something wrong?" Qin Feng looked more and more like it, and nodded, which made the shadow snort angrily, "Lao Tzu is the master of the Temple of Death, anyone who comes here will die!"

"Master, it turns out that there is a master in this hall?" Qin Feng was a little surprised, and this shadow looked at Qin Feng's gaze all the time without being on him, and he was not frightened before he said, "You, why aren't you afraid of the old man!"

"Because you're not scary at all. Qin Feng shook his head helplessly after seeing that the other party was not scary at all.

"You! You're mad at the old man! Today, I must make you afraid!" the shadow suddenly spread his hands.

Qin Feng looked confused, "This old man is sick, right? aren't you afraid that he will be angry?"

But at this time, the surrounding mist-covered golden light shrouded Qin Feng's body, and then this golden light pulled Qin Feng directly into the golden jar.

Qin Feng was shocked, but it was too late to escape, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared in a large hall.

"Shall I go?, is there space in this jar?" Qin Feng said as he looked at the surrounding halls with a stunned expression, and at this time there was a golden statue in front of him.

It's just that there is a layer of blood-red light around this golden statue, and under this blood-red light, Qin Feng saw that there was a golden shadow struggling there inside the golden statue, as if he was about to come out of it, but he was shrouded in this blood-red light and couldn't escape.

Qin Feng looked puzzled, "Hey, old monster, the person inside the golden statue can't be you, right?"

"Nonsense! it's the old man!" the voice shouted again.

Qin Feng muttered in his heart, "Who the hell is this guy?"

"Boy, don't be complacent! wait for me for a hundred years, and I can break this rotten thing and leave this broken jar!" the voice snorted, and Qin Feng was immediately happy when he heard this, "So, you are trapped inside now and can't get out?"

"Nonsense! If I could get out, I would have just gone out and killed you!"

Qin Feng couldn't help but laugh and said, "I said old monster, didn't you say that you are the master of the Temple of Death?

"You, say that the old man is pretending to be forced, believe it or not, the old man killed you!"

"Oh, can you still move, then you come, I'll see what else you can do!" Qin Feng stood there and glared.

"Little one, do you really believe I can kill you?"

Qin Feng didn't take it seriously at all, "You're all trapped, and you still want to kill me?"

"I'm so angry with the old man!"

At this time, a powerful aura suddenly emanated from this golden statue in the main hall, and Qin Feng laughed strangely when he saw this, "You have this ability?"

"Boy, I'm enough to kill you!" snorted inside the golden statue, but Qin Feng's blood opened, and the 'Yuan Devouring Beast' was devouring wildly, making Qin Feng okay at all.

Now the old guy was shocked, and said in disbelief, "Impossible, who the hell are you kid!"

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