Chapter 360 The twenty-sixth row of bookshelves passed through Wu Zhen's enthusiastic explanation. Feng Hao and the others became the public enemies of the whole people, and a pair of jealous eyes swept over several people.

It's a must.

Feng Hao's high-profile behavior directly caused dissatisfaction among most of the people.

This is clearly not taking yourself and others in your eyes!

When have they ever been so provoked?

This is definitely a first time!

It's just that they don't understand, how did a person who is a person in the realm of Martial Arts and has no attributes get into this Saint King Mountain?

After glancing at Qiong Ling'er, they found that this girl was only slightly better than her, and the second organ of Wuzong was also attributeless, so the two of them actually won the top ten, which made them believe it a little more.

There is no one in the outer villages!

In addition, Wu Zhen deliberately did not explain, and their eyes as they looked at Feng Hao were all full of disdain.

It's definitely just a second ancestor with a big background.

Thinking about it like this, I feel a little relieved.

However, in this Holy King Mountain, identity can't give him any advantage.

Here, only strength is king!

A little, the faces of Feng Hao and the others were remembered by them.

Such a second ancestor, it is not good not to teach a lesson!

Seeing the painful appearance of Cheng Nan and the others, the corners of Wu Zhen's mouth curved a cruel arc, and when Feng Hao threw him a boring look, the smugness on his face quickly froze, and his eyes flickered.

He hated this young man for losing face in front of so many of his people.

You can't get your face back.

Feng Hao's cultivation was already lower than him, so it was normal to lose?

For these, Feng Hao didn't care too much.

If you are offended, you will have passion in the future, won't you?

He needs external pressure to spur himself, and these people are the best choice.

Standing here, the most conspicuous thing in front of me is the ancient wooden tower in front of me, which is bright and purple, and seems to have a luminous flow.

The whole tower is all made of purple iron wood, this kind of wood, its hardness has exceeded ordinary metal, according to legend, it is Wuzun, it is impossible to leave a handprint on it.

This tower is the secret tower of Shengwang Mountain, in which countless martial arts, cheats, and a small number of ancient secret techniques are stored!

In this, martial arts, cheats, and secret skills are not clearly marked with ranks, so it depends entirely on luck and chance.

"Squeak!"

Just as he was thinking, with a dull sound, the door of the secret tower was opened, and in an instant, the original small chattering voices on the scene also fell silent.

An old, slightly hunchbacked figure walked out of the black-lacquered secret tower.

The old man is very old, his white hair is sparse, very messy, an old face, wrinkled, like a peer, a pair of cloudy old eyes squinted slightly, without the slightest look, he just glanced at everyone slightly, and then lowered his head.

"You all know the rules, right?"

The hoarse, scrub-like voice slowly spit out from the old man's mouth, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and his voice seemed a little awkward.

"Understood!"

Everyone responded in unison.

No one dared to underestimate this old man, although he looked like an ordinary person, without the slightest fluctuation of martial arts on his body, but who appeared at the peak of this Holy King Mountain and served as the person who guarded the secret tower, who would dare to say that he was just an ordinary person?

The more ordinary it seems, the more unfathomable it becomes!

Feng Hao even felt that this old man's cultivation might have surpassed Lu Song!

The old man didn't say anything more, and walked in.

"Let's go. ”

Feng Hao shook Qiong Ling'er's sweaty little hand slightly, said softly, and pulled her towards the tower.

"Boom!"

After the last person walked in, the tower door closed again with a loud bang

Above the clouds, the two were hovering there.

It is already the Holy King Xuanxuan and the Holy Envoy.

"Wu Zong's dirty?"

Xuan Xuan's brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes were full of doubts, "With such a cultivation, how did he win the championship of the Great Competition of Nations?"

He glanced suspiciously at the Holy Envoy beside him.

"Saint King, you forgot, he is also the first on the rookie list. ”

Suspected again, the Holy Envoy was very depressed in his heart, and when he had an idea, he came up with the annual comparison to talk about things.

"That's right, he is also the first on the rookie list. ”

Xuan Xuan was stunned, nodded suddenly, and asked again, "Could it be that he has mastered some kind of special secret technique?"

"Well, and, it seems, two have been mastered. ”

The corners of the Holy Envoy's mouth twitched slightly, and there was a faint shock in his eyes.

There are pros and cons to secret techniques, consuming the essence of the human body, which is actually equivalent to chronic suicide, who will use secret techniques as a last resort?

But this young man is good, the unicorn arm has been used, and the Xuanzhong domain has been open, looking at his appearance of a living dragon and a tiger, it seems that it is not consuming essence.

This made him very puzzled.

"It turned out that I won by secret skills. ”

Xuan Xuan nodded abruptly again, "Next time, I will definitely see for myself, what kind of secret technique is so powerful." ”

"Let's go. ”

There was a slight cracking sound, and the two disappeared above the clouds

The inside of the tower was very dark, except for a few magic crystals placed on each shelf, and the magic crystals emitted a faint glow, brightening the surrounding darkness.

After these people walked in, they didn't stop, they all walked towards the bookshelves, and some of them went directly to the second floor.

Obviously, it wasn't the first time they'd been to the Tower.

It's only seven days, which isn't much, but you can't just stand there.

Feng Hao glanced at Cheng Nan, and several people scattered and walked towards the surrounding bookshelves.

After all, you can't just get together as a group and go to one place together.

That would be too obvious.

After a period of time, no one paid attention to their dynamics anymore, and even Wu Zhen was holding a yellowed martial arts book to participate in the cultivation there, and the whole person was addicted to it.

"Twenty-six rows of bookshelves. ”

Holding Qiong Ling'er's tender little hand, the two walked and stopped to come to the twenty-sixth row of bookshelves.

"Xin'er. ”

I saw that Wan Xin was standing on the side of the bookshelf, her eyes were slightly closed, but in her hand, she was holding a scroll that exuded a cold red white light, and from this scroll, occasionally a glowing light swept through her body.

was just slightly stunned, Feng Hao understood what was going on, and at the same time pulled Qiong Ling'er, who wanted to go to say hello.

Wan Xin is understanding the secret technique!