Looking at the flow of gold on the stone gate, Zeng Hao's face was not good-looking.

Zeng Hao slowly raised his arm and backhanded, and the Haotian Sword slowly rose from his palm, and the blood was full of light, which made the cold night that was originally in contemplation startled, and he felt hairy in his heart.

"Cut it for me." Zeng Hao didn't wait for anything to say in the cold night, his face changed suddenly, became lunar, shouted, and waved his hand.

The next moment, the Haotian Sword circled, and the blood-colored light became even more vigorous, and a few exhalations turned the cave into a blood-colored space.

Ran Haotian Sword made a false stroke, with the breath of destroying the world and the earth, roaring, and slashed towards the stone gate.

Boom, an earth-shattering explosion came from the stone gate, and the blow of Haotian Sword made the entire cave begin to shake, and there was a faint possibility of collapse.

However, the next moment, the Haotian Sword was bounced back, reflecting towards Zeng Hao.

Seeing this, Zeng Hao couldn't help but look even more difficult in his heart, and hurriedly waved his decision, raised his hand, pointed a little finger, and pointed at Haotian Sword, which barely suppressed the momentum of Haotian Sword's retreat, and let Haotian Sword fly back to his side with the momentum.

This result was something Zeng Hao never expected, he did not hesitate to risk the possibility of entering the demon again, and used the Haotian Sword, just to cut open this stone gate with a sword.

However, he didn't expect that Haotian Sword not only failed to cut open the stone gate, but also almost gave his own life.

In fact, Zeng Hao will not hesitate to use the Haotian Sword, just + passion Because he knows very well that the difficulty of this stone gate may only be able to split it by the Haotian Sword.

And Haotian Sword couldn't split the stone gate, which was also within Zeng Hao's plan, but what he didn't expect was that Haotian Sword not only failed to split the stone gate, but also almost took his own life.

What Zeng Hao couldn't accept the most was that the stone gate was intact, as if the Haotian Sword hadn't slashed him at all just now.

"Brother Zeng, don't waste your efforts, although your blood sword is very powerful, it is impossible to split the stone gate, let alone break the spirit golden text." Seeing this in the cold night, there was no accident, and he hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him.

"Oh, Brother Leng really knows this Jin Wen?" Zeng Hao asked with a little surprise.

"Dissatisfied with Brother Zeng, Leng does know this golden text, this text is called Xingling Golden Text, which is the oldest written text that existed during the ancient flood period. It is also my favorite thing for people who cultivate immortals, and when I learn this article, whether it is in the practice of magic weapons, formations, spirit runes, etc., it will greatly increase the power of energy, and the grade can be leapfrogged, but unfortunately, although this text is powerful, and few people really understand it, Leng only knows a little about it. Leng Ye said with a little sigh.

Zeng Hao couldn't hear at all whether Leng Ye was lamenting that he had not been able to learn the Spirit Spirit, or whether the two of them would be blocked from the stone gate forever by this golden script, or whether they had both.

"Brother Leng, how difficult is Xingling Jinwen to learn?" Zeng Hao didn't pay attention to the sighs of the cold night, what Zeng Hao wanted to do, he would definitely go all out, and it would not change because of someone, maybe a word.

"This, how to say it, Xingling Jinwen is not able to dictate, notes, can only understand, beginners must endure the feeling of brain swelling, beginners, will have to bear the sin of headaches, and even if you understand this text well, and then learn this Jinwen, you will also have the pain of splitting the five organs, even if someone really has this talent, learn Xingling Jinwen, there will definitely not be a few people willing to bear such a sin, over time, Xingling Jinwen understands the people even rarer." Leng Ye had obviously also suffered from Xi Xingling's golden text, and his face was as hard as an electric shock, and he said very ugly.

"Oh, there are still such words in the world? It's a lot of wonders. Zeng Hao was not intimidated, but said with interest.

Leng Ye shook his head, ignoring Zeng Hao's performance, but walked towards Shimen silently.

What Zeng Hao didn't know was that when he heard that there were such strange words in the world in the cold night before, his performance was the same as Zeng Hao's now.

However, after studying for more than half a year, he completely gave up the idea of continuing to study this script.

It's not that the cold night can't bear this kind of pain, but it can't bear it, and the days of living under this kind of pain every day are like years, and they shouldn't be like a thousand years.

With the cultivation of the cold night, the millennium is not sad, it may be longer, as if the longest time in this life is the time when Xi Jinwen is written.

This is the reason why Leng Ye gave up continuing to study the Spirit Golden Script.

However, Zeng Hao saw Leng Ye's expression, and he didn't care, but moved forward, side by side with Leng Ye, and studied the Xingling Jinwen.

This golden text is like a ghost drawing, each word is very separate, twisted and twisted, like a symbol composed of small insects of different shapes.

And there seemed to be some kind of magic attached to the Xingling Jinwen, Zeng Hao glanced at it a few times, and then he felt that his brain was booming, and there was a feeling of unsteadyness.

Just after looking at it a few times, Zeng Hao couldn't help but feel frightened.

Immediately transported the true qi and suppressed the discomfort in his head, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the cold night.

The cold night seemed to be fine, and he still looked at the stone gate and fell into a trance.

However, when Zeng Hao wanted to continue to look at the stone gate, he was stunned, as if he had thought of something.

It wasn't that Zeng Hao had learned how to open this stone door, but he suddenly felt that the feeling of his brain booming just now seemed familiar.

Zeng Hao once found an object in the South Yellow Mountain, which was the storage ring he was wearing now, and there was also an object in the storage ring at that time, a strange token.

The token is like jade not jade, like stone not stone, there is also a flow of gold in it, and Zeng Hao has also studied this token, but at that time, every time he glanced at the token, he would feel dizzy, so the token was stored in the storage ring all year round, and he did not study it again.

And just now, when the feeling of boom had been flashing through his mind, he didn't notice it until he wanted to try that feeling again, and he suddenly remembered this token.

It's no wonder that the token in his storage ring is also attached to the spirit gold inscription.

This idea passed through Zeng Hao's mind, and Zeng Hao no longer hesitated, and picked up a token about two fingers in his hand.

The token is small, but the aura emanating from it is exactly the same as when it comes to Shimen, which attracts the attention of Leng Ye.

"What is this?" Leng Ye couldn't help frowning, turned around, saw the token in Zeng Hao's hand, and asked curiously.

Zeng Hao also had the patience to tell Leng Ye the origin of this token.

And just when Leng Ye wanted to take the token in Zeng Hao's hand and planned to study it carefully, the sudden change made Zeng Hao and the others stunned.