When you open your eyes and you can make out the scenery, you can see an endless desert in the eyes of Feng Ren. In a trance, he thought he was back in the area where he had first arrived at Higashioji.

Turning his head to look around, he saw nothing but a large sand dune that looked like a golden half, not the slightest plant or any other living thing, not to mention Orran or Dodi.

"Brother Wudao, are you still there?"

At this time, the only person Feng Ren can think of is the companion who has been in trouble with him dozens of times.

A translucent ethereal figure emerged, and Brother Wudao looked at the surrounding scene before turning his head to look at Feng Ren and said, "The interior of this Mingguang Spirit Monument can form such a large space by itself, but it is far beyond my imagination. I thought that when I came in, I could only see a small space with a radius of no more than 100 meters. ”

Wind Ren shrugged and said, "Don't worry about that, now I should be thinking about how to merge with Oran or Dodi." I really didn't expect the three of them to come in together, and the final landing place turned out to be separate. Presumably, the two of them are not in the same place. ”

Brother Wudao suddenly raised his hand and pointed in a distant direction and said, "In that position, I vaguely noticed a few very unusual fluctuations. But one thing is for sure, it won't be either Orran or Dodi. Could it be that there are other creatures here?"

"I agree with you. The Tree of Eternity is sick, and since the source of that calamity has been suppressed under the Mingguang Spirit Monument, the possibility of being a living creature is really not small. Speaking of which, Wind Ren remembered what he had experienced in the underground prison where Wind Shadow had gone. In the dark, he instinctively felt that the place he was in now was somewhat similar to the original one. But he couldn't say exactly what was similar.

"In that case, then do you dare to give it a try?" Brother Wudao looked at Feng Ren with some provocation, and his eyes were still a little playful.

Feng Ren smiled: "It's all here, why don't you dare? Besides, is this the first day you know me? The unknown ahead is the most exciting." ”

After that, one person and one soul embarked on a journey. After about half an hour, at the edge of the desert, where there was almost no end in sight, I finally saw something else, and on the golden periphery, I could already faintly see some gray, as if there were more than a dozen stone pillar-like buildings.

A little excitement appeared in his heart, and the eight wings behind Feng Ren spread, but after thinking about it again, he still put away his condensed wings and still chose to move forward on foot. At present, his state has not yet returned to his peak, so it is better to reduce the consumption of true qi as much as possible. As for the simple physical exertion of walking, it didn't have much effect on him at all because he had the body of all spirits.

It wasn't until he got closer that Feng Ren realized that those gray buildings were really just stone pillars, or broken stone pillars, as if they had experienced a vicious battle here, and there were many wounds everywhere.

Rubbing against the surface of the stone pillar with several cracks, Feng Ren could vaguely feel a message transmitted to him from the quaint stone pillar, which was the smell of war through thousands of years. And it seems that in the air floating here, you can still smell a few traces of blood.

"By the way, you don't want to waste your time on these stone pillars, do you? Brother Wudao looked at Feng Ren's slightly distracted appearance, and was a little speechless.

However, Feng Ren was as if he hadn't heard Brother Wudao's advice, and was still caressing the wounds on the stone pillar, but he didn't rub every one, and only chose a few of the most slender and shallowest traces.

"These scars should have been left by a strong man who was extremely good at using a sword. From this, I could vaguely feel the amazing sword intent back then. Most importantly...... That powerhouse is using the Flurry Sword!"

With that, Feng Ren exhaled slowly and closed his eyes at the same time. In his mind, at this time, a vague figure was wielding a rainbow sword, and the cold light was like a group of stars.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes again, ran to another stone pillar and continued to check the Dao sword marks on it, and the countless broken thoughts in his mind were slowly pierced by an invisible line, and the thoughts became clearer and clearer.

"Yes, that's how it should be. Feng Ren muttered to himself, completely ignoring the existence of Brother Wudao, and continued to check the sword marks on the other broken stone pillar, his eyes flashing with a strange brilliance.

Brother Wudao said helplessly: "God, how can this kid be like an evil spirit? Even if he was the sword idiot back then, it seems to be almost this kind of selfless realm, right? Although the Dancing Galaxy Sword is very exquisite, he shouldn't be so intoxicated." ”

In fact, Feng Ren's obsession at the moment is not only because of the subtlety of the moves of the Dancing Star River Sword, but more importantly, he can finally find a martial art that is enough to resist the Reverse Dao Sword. In the battle with Yinyue Xin that night, he could be said to have not really won a single move, and he completely fell into disadvantage.

If it's another opponent, forget it, but Yinyuexin is a person who may know Huo Xiaoxuan's details, Feng Ren has already made up his mind that he must defeat her head-on when he sees her again this time, and at the same time change him to ask about it. Moreover, he also had to teach a lesson together with Wang Fu, in order to avenge his previous heavy blow to Gu Yayin.

Looking at the sword marks left on the more than ten stone pillars here, Feng Ren faintly felt that this time, he might be able to cultivate the Dancing Star River Sword to the skin.

But now is not the time.

Finally stopped observing the sword marks, Feng Ren closed his eyes and exhaled slowly, he had already carved all those broken sword dance phantoms in his mind, so that he could recall them after going out, and then cultivate when he had time.

"Alright, Brother Wudao. Let me see what you want me to see now. ”

In a soft mutter, Feng Ren suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head to look at the position that Brother Wudao had been signaling before. There, there was nothing but ruins...... It seems, above the pile of wreckage, a long black shadow looks a little different.

Although there is still a distance away, if you concentrate on your senses for a while, you can still faintly detect very weak breath fluctuations from there.

"If I'm not mistaken, those sword marks you just saw were probably left by this thing from an unknown number of years ago. Explain in advance, it is possible that once this sword is drawn, it will trigger some unexpected consequences. Brother Wudao stood aside with his hands on his chest as if watching a play, with some incitement.

The corners of Feng Ren's mouth instantly curled up a slight arc, and in his eyes, the meaning of hesitation was fleeting, and the excitement and excitement were getting stronger and stronger.

"The sword moves of the past, the sharp sword of the past. The former is only a vague glimpse of a few sides, but the latter is really in front of me, how can I not pull it out and take a look? Even if something really happens, with this sword in my hand, why should I be afraid?"

Resolute steps took a step, and in a moment Feng Ren had already reached the center of the wreckage, and raised his hand to press on the hilt of the sharp sword inserted into the ground, and a very faint wave instantly startled, and a little chill permeated. However, similar to its sudden appearance, it faded quickly.

"It doesn't feel right......"

Feng Ren wanted to pull out the sword directly, but when he put his five fingers together and held the hilt of the sword, a few strange feelings suddenly welled up in his heart, as if he subconsciously sensed the dangerous message transmitted to him from this sword. It's like an instinctive reaction.

Brother Wudao, who was standing on the side, nodded and said, "It's really wrong...... By common sense, have you ever seen that sword of this color?"

The long sword inserted into the ground was relatively slender, and from the exposed blade to the end of the hilt, it was an uneven black-brown color, like a lonely tower surrounded by smoke in the flames, and its own color had been splashed with ink, causing it to lose its original brilliance.

Feng Ren didn't answer, just stood there quietly and let go of the closed five fingers again, and the movement was very gentle on the hilt of the sword. He closed his eyes again and listened carefully, as the breeze seemed to reveal some secret words to him.

In an instant, one person and one sword, it seemed that there were only two of them left in heaven and earth.

After a long time, his eyes opened, and Feng Ren turned his head to look at Brother Wudao on the side and smiled faintly. The next moment, his right hand suddenly clasped his five fingers on the hilt of the sword, and after a little hesitation, he pulled out the entire sword with all his strength, and pulled the entire sword out from under the ground.

A little cold light drew a rainbow of silver rays in the dragging, which diffused from the tip of the sword, which was very dazzling. Even if it was a third of the blade that had previously sunk under the ground, the tip of the sword was not covered by the mixed black-brown, and there was still a little bit of its own brilliance.

Moreover, just this cold light had already made Feng Ren tremble subconsciously, as if he could feel the deep cold sword intent that had traveled hundreds or even thousands of years ago from that bit of silver.

"What a strong momentum! Just a little bit is already like this, and it makes people shudder. So, how terrifying was this whole sword back then?" Feng Ren's pupils contracted violently, and he was still unable to recover from the shock just now.

As for Brother Wudao, after his gaze swept over the blade, he didn't stop too much, his eyes lowered, and he seemed to be able to see through the endless darkness in the small crack left by the blade when he pulled out before.

"I'm afraid it's not this sword that you should be paying attention to now, but some big guy who has been unsealed by you. Brother Wudao quickly reminded, and in addition to the surprise of vigilance, there seemed to be some hint of gloating in his tone.

Feng Ren glanced down, and before he could see any abnormal changes, the ground under his feet suddenly trembled violently, and the broken stone pillars around him swayed from side to side as if they were in the waves, and then rose and fell again. In an earthquake like this, it is very difficult to stand firm.

And it's clear that there seems to be a big guy coming out of the ground.

"It came pretty quickly. ”

With eight wings spread out behind him, Feng Ren held the sharp sword in his hand and suspended in mid-air.

"The aura of that thing is not weak, do you really decide to go head-to-head?" Brother Wudao was still a little worried after all.

The sharp sword was crossed in front of him, and the middle finger and index finger of Feng Ren's left hand slowly stroked from the side of the blade, and he whispered in his mouth: "It's just right." Let me try to see if the whole long sword that has been sleeping for an unknown number of years can still live up to the power of that year!"

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