"Why is the font here so strange, I can understand the scriptures I read before, I don't know what it means at all?"

In fact, not only Shen Fei, but even the aborigines of this world had difficulty understanding the inscription on the stone tablet.

This ancient script itself has spiritual protection, and every font is equivalent to a magic circle, which is difficult to read.

The other five Tianjiao didn't quite understand the content of the stone tablet, and could only see a little bit of skin, and then began to comprehend.

[Ding, the host will touch the inscription with its hand, and the system has its own translation function.] 】

The sound of the system suddenly sounded, and Shen Fei's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he reached out to touch the inscription.

Suddenly, a flood of obscure and ancient information flooded into my mind.

This information was intertwined into a series of desolate ancient paintings, and even Shen Fei, whose divine sense had been greatly strengthened, was a little unbearable at the moment.

In the next moment, his consciousness seemed to fall into the boundless darkness, plunged into another world.

In the eyes of outsiders, Shen Fei sat cross-legged on the side of the stone tablet, revealing blue-white chlorine all over his body, and his hair was crystal bright, as if he had ascended to the immortal.

The Ten Thousand Dragons Holy Lord's eyes trembled wildly, and his face was full of incredulity.

"It's... How is this possible! ”

"Ten Thousand Dragons Holy Lord, what's wrong?" Xue asked softly.

"The Ten Thousand Dragons Creation Monument is divided into several realms, namely the Great World, the Ancient Years, the Ageless Era and the Immeasurable Universe!"

"I think back then, I only reached the level of the Ageless Era, and I was recognized by the soul of the Dragon Emperor there!"

"The Immeasurable Universe only exists in legends, and you need to thoroughly comprehend the stone tablet before you can enter it!"

There was a surprise in the words of the Ten Thousand Dragons Holy Lord that was difficult to hide.

"What's the difference between these realms?" The elder asked.

The Ten Thousand Dragons Holy Lord went on to explain:

"The higher the realm, the higher the level of the dragon soul in the world you meditate into, like the soul of the dragon king must at least exist in the primeval years, and the soul of the dragon emperor only exists in the era of history."

"As for what's in the Infinite Universe, I don't know."

After the Ten Thousand Dragons Holy Lord finished speaking, he couldn't help but show a wry smile.

Judging from the state of the remaining five people, two of them have entered the Great Thousand World, and it is not surprising that they should obtain a ninth-grade dragon soul.

And the flower butterflies and falk oil have entered the primeval years, and they should be able to obtain more than six grades

Dragon souls, as for dragon king souls, it depends on their creation.

After all, there is no dragon vein in the body, and it is difficult to comprehend the Creation Monument and obtain the approval of the dragon soul.

Except, of course, Shen Fei.

And Long Aotian already had a dragon soul, so he didn't enter the small world, but continuing to comprehend the inscription would also be of great benefit to him.

At this time, in the spiritual plane that Fak Oil entered.

The surroundings are deserted, and there is an ancient atmosphere of vicissitudes between heaven and earth.

There were mountains of corpses all around, all kinds of strange beasts, and even the dead corpses still exuded a powerful aura.

"Where is this?"

Fakoil looked up and looked around, his expression wary.

"From, where did you come from?"

Suddenly, an ancient, low voice rang out in the sky, unbelievably angry.

Falk looked up and saw that many dragon-shaped phantoms appeared in the sky, they were of different sizes and shapes.

The phantom appears and disappears from time to time, constantly fluctuating, and it seems very fragile, but even so, Long Wei still shocks the heavens and the earth.

The name of the head of the fairy beast is not in vain.

Fakoil's pupils twitched slightly, and he now knew that these might be the legendary dragon souls.

It is no wonder that the Ten Thousand Dragons Holy Land has been able to pass on for so many years as a holy land.

Such a powerful dragon soul, even if it is only a third-grade dragon soul, it is enough to make those with different qualifications successful

For geniuses!

The Ten Thousand Dragons disciple obtained the approval of the Dragon Soul, and obtaining the Dragon Soul did not really get the entire Dragon Soul, but only a small part of the soul of a Dragon Soul.

Otherwise, even if it was a divine body, it would be impossible to withstand the dragon soul of the lowest-quality first-grade dragon.

"Junior Falk oil, I've seen seniors!"

Fakoil said respectfully, although his main task is the dragon's nest, if he can obtain the dragon soul, it can be regarded as an unexpected gain.

"Where do you come from, I ask?"

The sound of ancient vicissitudes resounded in the sky again.

But this time, the owner of the voice seemed to be a little angry, and Long Wei pressed down, and the space of heaven and earth was distorted.

Fak Oil was strong and coercive, his face was slightly distorted, and his voice trembled and said:

"Junior... From the Purple Gold Heavenly Sect, I don't know why..."

-A mouthful of blood spit out from Falck's mouth, such a terrifying coercion, obviously not just to kill himself, and even to kill himself.

"Don't say it, go back and tell your elders, I, the dragon clan, won't let it happen a second time!"

- The sound of thunder and rage, shaking for nine days.

Fakoil suddenly felt the pain of his head being shattered, and he held his head in his hands, rolling and roaring on the ground, his eyes bloodshot.

The extreme pain he will never forget.

Suddenly, the spiritual realm that Fak Oil had entered shattered, and he returned to the Ten Thousand Dragons Holy Land again, in front of the stone tablet.

When he opened his eyes again, he was sweating profusely, his face was pale and a little terrifying, and there was an unconcealable fear in his pupils.

"Falk oil, how are you?"

The elders of the Purple Gold Heavenly Sect hurriedly rushed over to inquire about the situation.

Fakoil looked around, and the other five were still in a meditative state, as if they were having a nightmare.

He barely showed a wry smile, "I'm sorry Elder, I didn't get the approval of the Dragon Soul. ”

The Ten Thousand Dragons Holy Lord opened his mouth and comforted:

"You can't be blamed for this, your physique is too far away from the dragon vein, and it's normal that you haven't been recognized."

It's comforting, but it's also true.

Fakyou got up and said, "I'm sorry for the Holy Lord senior, the junior is a little unwell, I hope to retire and rest for the time being." ”

He always felt that there was something in the words of the dragon soul of that spiritual plane, and he had to report this news to the elders in the Dark Chaos Domain in time.

The Ten Thousand Dragons Holy Lord nodded, "After passing through the spiritual realm, this is also a normal phenomenon, you can go back and rest for the time being." ”

"Thank you, Holy Lord!"

Fakoil bent down slightly, but his face was gloomy like water.

At this time, the flower language butterfly entered the spiritual world.

The surrounding scene is very similar to the one that Falco Oil enters, but it is not the same area.

"Where's the dragon soul?

Hua Yu Diedai's brows furrowed slightly, and she felt a sense of discomfort from the moment she first came in.

After walking around for a while, the discomfort grew stronger.

Suddenly, she covered her chest, as if something was about to run out of her veins, and suddenly felt a pain that tore her soul apart.

Two dazzling blue lights were released from the beautiful eyes of the flower butterflies, covered with blue chlorine.

The temperament changes abruptly, floating in the air like a fairy king, and all things surrender.

"Don't hide, come out for me!" Huayu Butterfly's voice has no emotional fluctuations, unlike the previous kind of Huang Peng out of the valley.