Especially when Qin Feng heard his name, he didn't feel any emotion. Alien monks, no doubt!

Because, in the wilderness country, Lan is the royal surname!

Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief. People's hearts are sinister, Qin Feng knows this very well, so he did not hesitate to refuse Lan Yushan's kindness. He didn't rush forward, but walked to the side. On the huge wall next to it, the rules are written.

"Savage Sword Carving. Those who are close to 5,000 meters will be rewarded with 100 spirit stones. Subsequently, for every 100 meters, the reward will increase by 100 spirit stones. For every kilometer crossed, the reward is doubled. ”

These spirit stone rewards were not of much use to Qin Feng. He cared about the next few words.

"Those who are close to the kilometer will be rewarded with a Blood Dragon Pill. Those who are close to 500 meters will be rewarded with a dragon tongue and phoenix fruit. Those who are close to 100 meters can enter the secret realm of the royal family. ”

"Royal Secrets?"

Qin Feng touched his chin, recalling the wild secrets he had seen. It didn't take long for me to have a plan. This royal secret is a must-visit. That's it. Qin Feng immediately walked towards the sword carving. Walk calmly, as if you are walking in your own garden. His relaxed posture has attracted the attention of many people.

"Is anyone coming again?"

"He's already 400 meters ahead, and he looks easy!"

"It's a good show!"

Many sword cultivators who were cultivating stood up one after another, their eyes staring at Qin Feng. Qin Feng skipped them and quickly advanced a thousand meters. At this point, the aura of the surrounding sword qi had already begun to show. Just look at the slate in front of you. On the stone slab, countless sword marks are inscribed. Many people like Qin Feng walked here, and their robes were already torn. On the skin, there is even blood oozing. When many people come here, they no longer move forward, but sit cross-legged directly. Cultivating in this environment would make their sword cultivation progress rapidly. This is tantamount to a blessed place for sword cultivation. A faint red glow emanated from Qin Feng's body. Lan Yushan, who had been following behind Qin Feng, had a straight expression. The people beside him were also suspicious, and asked with some uncertainty.

"Childe, is that sword intent?"

"That's right!"

Lan Yushan nodded. He was not wrong. Lan Yushan's gaze at Qin Feng became even more fiery.

"Such a person must be used by me!"

Qin Feng moved forward step by step. The originally chaotic sword qi began to have spirituality and rules. They stabbed towards Qin Feng. Jingle Bell!

I haven't come into contact with Qin Feng yet. was blocked by the Immortal Sword Intent. When the firelight burst out, Qin Feng stepped forward steadily. One kilometer. 1,300 meters. 1,700 meters. Two thousand five hundred meters!

Many of the monks were shocked. They cultivated here for a period of time, and they were able to adapt to the sword qi, and then continued to move forward. At present, the most powerful sword cultivator has been cultivating at a distance of 700 meters from the sword carving. And that sword cultivator also stopped for a few meters and walked over slowly. But what about Qin Feng?

It's outrageous. Especially Qin Feng didn't have any intention of stopping.

"How many meters can this guy go?"

"Where will his limits be?"

"Looks like there's another great guy!"

The monks had different expressions. Shout!

In front of Qin Feng, a sword flashed. A strand of hair, slowly falling. Qin Feng's eyes froze.

"Sure enough!"

Around the huge sword carving, there is a sword array depicted by an inscriptionist. There are hundreds. These sword formations are independent of each other, but they complement each other. Even Qin Feng's eyesight couldn't help but secretly praise in his heart.

"With my current cultivation, it won't work at all if I want to go straight to it. ”

Qin Feng thought and sat directly on the ground. Only to break the formation!

"Is this the limit?"

"I thought he was a great guy, but now it seems that he is nothing more than that!"

"Two thousand five hundred meters, not bad!"

"But if you don't die, you're halfway gone. ”

"Hehe, you don't know, starting from three thousand meters, the sword qi there is really terrifying!"

"To put it simply, you can only be considered a leader if you walk 3,000 meters. ”

Suddenly, strange characters lit up around Qin Feng.

"Look, that's the power of the inscription!"

"That guy is an inscriptionist. ”

"He's going to use the inscription to break through these sword qis, what a fool!"

"I still remember the tragedy of the last inscription master's death. ”

Many of the monks smiled sarcastically. The inscription master is not good at all here. Because, just a few days ago. One of the strongest inscriptionists in the Barbarian Country died a tragic death here. Since then, the sword carving has been the tomb of the inscriptionist.

"Young Master, didn't he kill himself?"

The person next to Lan Yushan spoke.

"It seems that he can only move around this step, which is a pity. ”

The expectation in Lan Yushan's eyes instantly turned into indifference. In his eyes, Qin Feng would soon turn into a corpse. Lan Yushan took three steps and made two steps, and soon walked to a position of 3,800 meters and sat down. The black sword aura there was like mist. Looking at it from afar, I felt my heart beating. Looking at it, the sword cultivation at 3,800 meters was only a few fingers. Further back, there are even fewer. As soon as Lan Yushan appeared, it attracted the attention of many people.

"It's the second prince!"

"Compared to five days ago, the Second Prince's cultivation is even more vigorous, and the distance he has advanced has also increased by two hundred meters. ”

"In another half a year, the second prince will definitely be able to walk to a position less than a thousand meters away from the sword carving!"

In the wilderness, sword carving is a holy place in the hearts of many people. The closer you get to the sword monument, the more convincing and adored it becomes. Qin Feng automatically blocked these discussions. In his eyes, there was a different picture. The sword aura was fading. Countless long swords of different shapes hung in the air. They orbit through the air in bizarre trajectories. When the long sword was running, the cold sword qi was vertical and horizontal

Qin Feng looked at the sword carving and looked at this sword carving with the eyes of an inscription master. will see it more clearly. The original mottled stone patterns, in Qin Feng's eyes, have become broad and profound inscriptions. Counting carefully, the entire sword carving is constructed from 100,000 inscription characters.

"One hundred thousand inscriptions, comparable to an eighth-rank formation?"

Qin Feng gasped. The mysterious sword tablet on his body was sealed by an eighth-rank inscription formation. Now, see another one. The eighth-rank inscription formation already has the ability to reach the sky.

"I, I can't break it!"

Qin Feng gave an answer very intuitively. King Xuan's cultivation is to break the sixth-rank inscription array at most. Eighth class. You can only see the leopard in the tube. If you have real martial arts, or Qiankun Realm. The eighth-rank inscription formation will also take several months to crack.

"Who the hell is it that actually laid an eighth-class inscription here. ”

"And looking at the appearance of these inscriptions, it seems to be a prison inscription. ”

Qin Feng's eyes flickered. In simple terms. In the sword carving, there is a thing sealed.

"Huh?"

Qin Feng's eyes froze, and at the bottom of the sword carving, he saw a few lines of strange inscriptions. It seems that it is an inscription used to inform future generations.

"You have to get closer to see clearly. ”

The inscriptions are vague, like flowing water, flowing slowly. Qin Feng opened his eyes and flicked his fingers. The inscription melts into the void. The immortal sword intent condensed around.

"With my current strength, I can only get close to 500 meters"

Qin Feng no longer hesitated, and immediately stepped forward.

"Move, that guy moves!"

"It's going forward again, it's faster than last time!"

"What kind of sword intent is that around him? I've never seen it before!"

Many of the monks' eyes widened. Qin Feng ran in their eyes. Run.....

The monk can't walk an inch here, and he can't run anymore. Every step of the way, you need to stand greatly. It is even more necessary to perceive these sword qi. But what about Qin Feng?

Fast as a cheetah, fierce as a dragon. Ten meters in one step. Three thousand meters. Three thousand three hundred meters. Three thousand seven or eight meters. Four thousand meters.

"Oh my god, is the sword qi out of order?"

"No, look at where he passed. ”

Look at the terrifying sword qi storm around him. ”

"This guy is crazy!"

The monks were shocked. Where Qin Feng walked through, a two-meter-deep sword mark was left on the stone road. The sword qi around him was even more condensed into substance. One by one, the sword shadows bombarded Qin Feng's body with no fatality. Qin Feng's body was surrounded by red immortal sword intent. The strong aura continued to consolidate the sword intent. For a while, the sword qi around him couldn't help Qin Feng in the slightest. Green bamboos stand in the forest, and the breeze is swaying. On the bluestone of the forest stream, an old man in a purple robe with a childish face suddenly opened his eyes.

"Someone has walked four thousand meters again?"

"Zizhen, if that person can walk to a position of 4,200 meters, bring him over!"

The purple-robed old man said to the little boy beside him.

"Yes, Master!"

The child exited the bamboo forest, and after a few flickerings, he disappeared.

"What is the secret in the sword carving, and how long will the old man have to wait here?"

"Someone who is destined, hurry up!"

The purple-robed old man sighed. He has been waiting here for thousands of years. Thousands of years have been waiting for someone to come along who can crack the mystery of stone carving. Buzz!

The purple-robed old man's palm suddenly flashed with light. A Sanskrit word slowly appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Is the Canghai Jiao also in the world? This world is going to be chaotic!"

Four thousand meters away, Qin Feng stood still. He knows it well. Once you take this step yourself. The terrifying level of the surrounding sword qi will increase exponentially. If you don't destroy the sword intent, you may not be able to bear it.

"Still can't see clearly!"

Qin Feng tried his best to look. Those lines of characters are even more blurred. It's like a mirror, out of reach.

"What should I do?"

Qin Feng frowned and thought. The black sword qi around him constantly blocked his vision. Qin Feng couldn't even see the surrounding scene clearly now. The chatter of the monks behind him disappeared without a trace. In the whole heaven and earth, only the wind howled. A feeling of loneliness was born spontaneously in my heart. Qin Feng's eyes couldn't help but show a color of loneliness and dazedness. Recommended ReadingTV//

"Get out!"

Qin Feng was covered in redness. Like a ray of light in the darkness. His expression instantly returned to clarity. "It seems that my previous conjecture was wrong. ”

"Those lines of inscriptions, you can only really understand what you mean by touching them with your hands. ”

Qin Feng took a deep breath. This also means that he must have zero contact with the sword carving. Countless thoughts flashed through Qin Feng's mind. Soon, there was only one idea left.