Qin Feng gathered the nearly 100 bones on the altar, the entire palace was unusually strong, and naturally he couldn't settle into the ground, so he gently threw these bones into the sea of bones.

Together!

Don't ask to be born on the same day, the same month, the same year!

But I want to die on the same day, the same month, the same year!

Placed together with the remains of those relatives and friends of the sect, the owners of these bones should be able to accept it.

Qin Feng keenly noticed that after he removed the bones on the altar, the fierce sword qi in the entire bronze hall faintly eased down, and the feeling of Ling Yan oppression in the void also faded a little.

Qin Feng's eyes were blazing, he looked at the altar and pondered, and finally, he showed a relieved expression.

"It's really vicious!" Qin Feng was awe-inspiring in his heart.

This altar is not just an altar, to be exact, an altar with a small formation.

This is an extremely dark and insidious formation.

Wanzong chased and killed the people of the Taixu Immortal Sect, and after slaughtering these Taixu disciples, he used the bones of these people to sacrifice, and used the energy obtained from the sacrifice to trigger the altar formation, and this formation then urged the maintenance of the sword qi and coercion in the bronze hall, which was used to suppress this vast sea of bones!

Pity these sacrificed Taixu disciples, after death, they are still used to suppress the hatred and resentment of the sect, and of course, this also includes their own endless resentment!

Qin Feng frowned slightly, this altar formation, he had a familiar feeling, but it was somewhat similar to the spell behavior of a certain Yin Corpse Sect in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Qin Feng secretly kept this discovery in his heart.

In the end, Qin Feng's gaze finally stayed under the sarcophagus again, where the ten thousand bones were guarding.

Could it be that the existence guarded by ten thousand bones is Tie Canglan?!

According to the speculation of the Golden Light Blood Book, Tie Canglan should be the leader of the fleeing monks of this lineage Taixu Immortal Sect, and he is a person of high morality.

After the death and fall, there are still thousands of disciples who would rather use their own corpses as graves and guard them with thousands of bones to prevent the elders of the sect from exposing their bodies and being humiliated.

Or, there is another possibility.

The ten thousand bones are guarding the 'planting fire' that the disciple of the Tai Void Martyrdom on the altar has written!

Although I don't know what this 'fire' is, whether it is a person, a thing, or something else, but, judging from the information Qin Feng obtained, this 'fire' is related to the revival and inheritance of the Taixu Immortal Sect, and it is naturally the top priority they want to protect, and the copper plate on the altar complains, 'Seed fire is martyred': Could it be that this kind of fire refers to a certain genius immortal disciple, who also did not escape the fate of being hunted down, and was also in trouble, while other disciples guarded to the death, and then formed the pattern of ten thousand bones guarding.

However, there is another question, where are the bones of Tie Canglan?!

Tie Canglan is at least the cultivation above the Holy Monarch, and the bones above the Holy Monarch are not bad for ten thousand years, and the sun is not melting, although it has fallen, its potential will last forever, and it will definitely not disappear.

And as far as the eye can see, there is no corpse bones that are so powerful.

Unless it is guarded by these ten thousand bones, covering its bones and calming its soul.

Qin Feng's heart moved.

He was extremely interested in the existence of the Ten Thousand Bones Guardian under this sarcophagus.

Whether it is the bones of Tie Canglan cultivated above the Holy Monarch, or the truth of 'planting fire', they all have endless attraction to him.

He keenly sensed that the power of the sword formation on the sarcophagus had weakened a lot, and after the sword spirit incarnation fell, the altar formation that had gone through endless years and had gradually lost its function was also completely destroyed by Qin Feng, and the sword formation on this sarcophagus, which should have been the most powerful formation, was finally close to exhaustion.

The inexplicable feeling in the depths of his soul was strongly attracting Qin Feng, giving him an urge to find out.

Click, click, click!

Hiss hiss hiss!

At this moment, a sound as thin as rain sounded.

Qin Feng fixed his eyes and looked at it, revealing a shocked expression.

Vast sea of bones, endless bones.

At this time, countless fine cracks began to appear on the bones of the endless years, and then, the cracks were infinite, and with the appearance of this crack, 'growth', and expansion, endless resentment was frantically emanating from the entire space.

Qin Feng could even sense that the endless resentment was densely gushing out of the thousands of bones in the endless sea of bones!

A storm is forming!

Storm of Resentment!

Immersturm!

Terrifying!

Qin Feng was shocked, he knew very well that with his current strength, the power of resentment formed by the endless resentment generated by the tragic death of a cultivator above the thousands of golden pills, and even at the Yuan Infant Realm or even a higher realm, was something he couldn't resist at all.

His soul will be eroded, occupied, dominated, and eventually become a walking dead with only endless resentment!

This is a crisis!

It was the biggest crisis that Qin Feng had encountered since he came to the mysterious bronze hall underground, and compared to the crisis at this time, the crisis brought to him by the sword spirit transformation before was simply the difference between cloud and mud!

An unprecedented crisis!

Futu Town.

The night sky was dotted with spots, and the roar resounded, which was the arrival of the helicopter for national emergency rescue.

The military vehicles are in long columns, and the sirens are blaring.

Rescue forces such as army officers and soldiers, firefighters and soldiers have arrived.

Previously, the 'earthquake' level in Futu Town was only 4.3, which was not very harmful, but just two hours ago, there was a sudden aftershock with a magnitude of 6.3, causing a certain disaster.

The magnitude of the aftershocks was much higher than that of the initial epicenter, and the aftershocks came nearly an hour after the earthquake, which is completely contrary to common sense. On the contrary, it caused a lot of casualties and losses.

Rescuers are busy in a race against the clock.

At this moment, the whole earth trembled again.

"The aftershocks are coming!"

"Everyone be careful!"

"Disperse!"

"Dodge!"

What made everyone feel a little relieved after being frightened was that the magnitude of this aftershock was not high, the time was very short, and the secondary disaster caused by it had little impact.

"It's safe!" someone shouted.

At this moment:

"The !!!!!"

Suddenly, there was such a sound in the night sky!

Its voice is like a flood of bells!

Its voice is like the words of the gods!

It's like ringing in everyone's ears!

Sadness, hatred, pity, resentment, self-sacrifice, expectation, hope, coldness, blood, all these emotions that cannot appear in a person's body and mind at the same time, but at this moment, appear on everyone's face, and everyone is immersed in this sound that seems to fall from the sky:

Everyone's hearts were terrified!

An inexplicable chill!

Inexplicable horror!

Inexplicable hatred!

But there is an endless sadness lingering!

There's endless blood!

There is endless sustenance!

Endless expectations!

Endless resentment!

Endless hatred!

Endless Thoughts!

It sounded like a groan!

It's like a song!

Its sorrow is like weeping!