The sun rises and the moon sets, the ancient battlefield, the silent sixth peak top hall, Zhou Fan closed his eyes tightly, and fell into an ethereal realm, his body surface was glowing with bursts of fluorescence, reflecting the entire hall very brightly.

From time to time, there was a sound like a wave, coming from Zhou Fan's body, it was the sound of mana surging and slapping against the wall of the sea of qi.

"Whew!"

As Zhou Fan's turbid breath slowly exhaled from his mouth, the light on his body gradually fell silent, and the hall that was originally brightly illuminated became dark.

"Brush!"

In the darkness, Zhou Fan's eyes opened suddenly, and suddenly, two glass beams shot out, like two sharp arrows off the string, piercing through the darkness and shooting on the walls of the main hall, leaving two deep holes in the hard black wall.

After a day of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, the depleted mana in Zhou Fan's body finally recovered, and his pale face also regained its ruddyness, if it weren't for the fear of attracting the attention of the Yin Spirit King of the other peaks, with his current strength, he would be able to recover to his peak state in just one or two hours!

"I've finally recovered to my peak, so I don't have to worry about other Yin Spirit Kings anymore." Zhou Fan said.

As soon as the sound fell, he waved his hands, and several ball-sized glass flames flew out, levitating all over the main hall, illuminating the dark hall, and only then did he have time to look at the Yin Spirit King Hall where he was.

The space in the whole hall is not very large, only about 200 square meters, and the walls around it are all black.

In the center of the main hall is placed a stone chair, the stone chair is very large, located in the center of the hall will be divided into two halves, so that people can not see the scene behind the stone chair, the stone chair is also depicted with a giant pattern standing up to the sky and the earth, its appearance is the wind spirit demon before the death of the king of wind yin!

Zhou Fan came to the stone chair with some curiosity, and looked at this strange stone chair with a deep face.

"What kind of person would put such a chair in the center of the main hall and divide the main hall? Unless there's something behind it that you don't want people to see. Zhou Fan thought in his heart.

"I'm going to see what's behind this."

As soon as the words fell, the blood and qi in Zhou Fan's body surged, and immediately, a punch slammed out towards the stone chair.

"Bang!"

After a loud bang, the huge stone chair was covered with cracks, and then with a bang, the whole thing shattered, revealing the scene behind it.

I saw that behind the stone chair, there was nothing there, it was empty.

This made Zhou Fan even more puzzled, since there was nothing behind it, why did the Fengyin King still use a stone chair to separate the main hall?

Zhou Fan walked to the back of the stone chair and took a closer look, except for a huge pattern carved on the back wall, he didn't find anything abnormal.

"Could it be that I'm thinking too much?" Zhou Fan frowned and said, "Impossible, the King of Wind Yin used a stone chair to block the back of this hall, there must be a problem, but I didn't find it." ”

Immediately, Zhou Fan carefully checked the side again, but it was still the same as just now, and he didn't find anything.

"Could it be that the Wind Yin King blocked the main hall just so that people would not see this mural?" Zhou Fan thought: "What's so important about this painting?" ”

Zhou Fan came to the mural, the runes loomed in his eyes, and he watched it seriously.

In the mural, there is a small house, and a man is standing on a cliff in front of the house, looking up at the sky, the sky is covered with clouds, and a pair of lantern-sized eyes are looking at the man.

And then there's some flowers and plants and so on.

Zhou Fan stared at this mural for a long time, but he couldn't find anything special.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, Zhou Fan's eyes lit up, as if he had found something, he walked to the mural, reached out and touched the door of the house on the cliff.

If you look closely, you can see that there is an extremely small gap in the edge of the door.

This discovery made a smile appear on Zhou Fan's face, and he chuckled: "That Wind Yin King is quite good at thinking!" ”

Immediately, Zhou Fan pressed his hand on the door of the mural and pushed it hard.

"Rumble ......"

After a muffled sound, the door was pushed open, revealing a deep passageway.

The rune in Zhou Fan's hand flashed, and a flame ignited in his hand, and immediately, with the light of the flame, he walked towards the passage.

"Da", "Da", "Da......

In the passage, Zhou Fan's clear footsteps sounded, and after walking for a few minutes, a bright light appeared at the end of the passage.

When Zhou Fan walked out of the passage, everything in front of him made him gasp.

This is a room of only tens of square meters, and there are seven small mountain bags piled up with spirit stones on the ground, and there are several magic weapons placed next to these piles of spirit stones.

Among them, a sword and a small tripod attract the most attention.

The sword was about three feet long, the whole body was crystal clear, and there were bursts of cold light on the sword, even if there was no urging, you could feel a strong sword intent emanating from the sword.

And the small ding, three legs and two ears, the whole body is red, the tripod is branded with a golden crow and a sun, the rhyme is pervasive, Zhou Fan has not approached the small ding, he felt the rolling heat wave coming.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Fan didn't mention how excited he was, and his face was about to burst into laughter.

These are all left behind by the King of Wind Yin after killing the human beings who have come to the ancient battlefield for so many years, because the Yin Spirit has no mana, so even if he relies on the Yin Qi to urge these magic weapons, the power will not be too great, so he didn't take them with him, but put them here.

Now, the good things in this room are cheaper than Zhou Fan.

With a wave of his hand, he opened the storage bag and filled it.

In a short time, the entire room was in his pocket.

"There are 570,000 spirit stones, four low-grade magic weapons, two medium-grade magic weapons, and two high-grade magic weapons." After Zhou Fan counted it, his heart beat rapidly.

It doesn't matter what else matters, the biggest gain is the two high-grade magic weapons, which are things that money may not be able to buy!

"Even if you don't get the breath of the earth this time, it doesn't matter." Zhou Fan said with a smile.

He was about to turn away, but the moment he turned around, his gaze suddenly stopped in a corner of the room.

I saw that in the corner of the room, there was a wooden box the size of an adult's fist, because the box was very small, and it was placed in the corner, and Zhou Fan was too excited just now to not check carefully when he didn't load things, so he didn't find it.

Zhou Fan walked over and picked up the wooden box, the box was boxy, there were some patterns on it, and you could smell a faint fragrance when you held it in your hand!

"This is ......" Zhou Fan looked at the box in his hand and frowned: "Jingshenmu!" ”