"Hum"

A weak murmur rang out in the endless darkness, and then, as if something was moving in the darkness, a black figure-like thing crawled up.

However, before the figure could stand up straight, it fell down with a "bang", and the sound of weak breathing quietly sounded before it could be judged that this person was an injured person.

"Where is this? Is this what the prison of sin looks like, endless darkness. In the darkness came the sound of Lan Feng muttering to himself.

Along with his gray words, his heart also became gray, and he was struggling with something in his heart, and suddenly remembered many, many beautiful things in the past.

In this dark cage, quietly thinking about the beauty of the past, the corners of Lan Feng's mouth couldn't help but show a sweet smile, but soon he was lost again.

This is an instinctive fear of an unknown world, Lan Feng doesn't know what lies ahead of him, how terrible the sin cage is said by Meng Yao and these women, nine deaths and one life, obviously it will not be as simple as darkness.

After a moment of quiet contemplation, Lan Feng's state of mind gradually gained a hint of comfort, and he took out a spirit stone from the storage bag, urging the spiritual power to activate the spirit stone, shining a faint light.

With the firefly fire, Lan Feng walked step by step along the endless darkness, he didn't use his mental method to recover from his injuries, and he couldn't wait to see what it was like.

Perhaps before entering the cage of sin, the Taoist in Tsing Yi had secretly healed him, and his body did not need to move his mind to recover continuously.

There are all kinds of strange things in the dark world, as if there is nothing, and as if there is everything, it exists at will. Flashing and disappearing, like a dream.

All of this completely aroused Lan Feng's desire to learn, and he couldn't wait to find out what kind of existence the entire sin cage was.

A day later, Lan Feng came to a small cave mansion, and the door of the mansion was marked with three big characters "Shangqing Palace" with three dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.

The Shangqing Hall is extremely luxuriously arranged, and there are some murals engraved on the wall, and the murals are vivid, like real people. Lan Feng stood in front of the mural and pondered it with the help of a faint spiritual light, and he felt that the mural had a great mystery hidden in it.

Lan Feng stood in front of a woman's portrait, and the woman looked beautiful. The hair is slightly messy but does not affect its beauty, but it is a little messy and beautiful, and the jade hand is very much like a sleeping beauty.

Lan Feng looked closely and felt that the sleeping beauty was smiling at herself, smiling sweetly. Then Lan Feng seemed to see the sleeping beauty break through the wall and pounce on him.

This startled Lan Feng. He deliberately dodged. But it was too late, he found that he could not move, he opened his mouth to call for something, but he could not say anything.

Lan Feng struggled hard, he felt extremely painful, and it was difficult to breathe. There seemed to be a pair of invisible hands tightly holding himself around his neck, and his body was weak and weak, and he couldn't stand up anything.

Suddenly, Lan Feng felt the sky darken. In the dim night, I was in a dilapidated house, the house was desolate, and the illusion of a gust of wind gusted in the wind. He tried to keep his eyes open, and he saw a beautiful face in his eyes, and that beautiful face was so close to him that the bridge of his small nose touched his nose.

Lan Feng felt that the tip of the beauty's nose was very cold, cold, Lan Feng instinctively wanted to dodge it, but the beauty fell in love with the bridge of his nose and beat it.

Lan Feng was very uncomfortable, his inner heart became angry, and he stared at the beauty with hatred, and he suddenly kissed him, with a manly feeling that I would not suffer anyway.

Lan Feng did this, but the beauty didn't dare to touch him, so she hurriedly avoided it. The beauty stared at Lan Feng's eyes, and when she saw Lan Feng's devilish bloody eyes at this time, there was a hint of fear on the beauty's face.

Lan Feng locked his eyebrows and thought slightly, I don't know why, but the beauty is afraid of herself, Lan Feng is not afraid, or she was born without knowing what to write in the words she is afraid of.

The beauty lingered around him and didn't want to go, Lan Feng smiled evilly, raised his eyebrows and looked at her blinkingly, looking like he wanted to embrace the beauty into his arms, and suddenly Lan Feng pounced on her, in fact, Lan Feng wanted to kill her, he knew very well where this was, the prison of sin.

Of course, Lan Feng couldn't pounce on it, he couldn't move, but the beauty was scared away, as soon as the beauty left, Lan Feng recovered, he broke out in a cold sweat on his back, and he was afraid for a while.

When one party recovered, Lan Feng hurriedly withdrew from the cave, he felt that there was something terrible in this cave, it was very dangerous, and it was not at all what his injured body could face at this time.

After withdrawing, Lan Feng found a corner and recovered his cultivation, he was a little anxious to recover from his injuries. In this dark world, he always felt that there was a pair of round eyes staring at him through the endless darkness.

Lan Feng had an instinctive disgust at this feeling, shouting, he seemed to pull out these dead eyes and smash them, but he couldn't find them, it was just a feeling.

In this unkempt state of mind, Lan Feng forced himself to calm down, and after a few hours, Lan Feng finally calmed down and entered a state of cultivation without dust and thoughts.

"Whew...... Hiss ......"

Lan Feng had the healing seeds left by the Taoist in Tsing Yi, and one side used the mental method, but the medicinal power of the healing seeds dissolved, slowly moistening the veins around him, and after a while, the dragon shadow appeared on his body, singing in a low voice.

For a period of time two days later, Lan Feng, who had been sitting cross-legged and cultivating, frowned, his eyes opened, and at this time, it could be seen through the faint aura that he was very energetic, and the injuries on his body were completely healed.

At this point, Lan Feng couldn't help but secretly thank the Tsing Yi Dao people for the healing seeds they left for him, so that he could recover in such a short time.

After recovering from his injuries, Lan Feng set his sights on the desolate fist left behind by the Taoist people in Tsing Yi, which is divided into three types and three fists, Hong Desolate Boxing, Wild Boxing and Reckless Boxing.

According to the words left by the Taoist people in Tsing Yi, there are five types of five fists in the wilderness, which represents the meaning of the five states of the land of Shenzhou, and the four ancient places outside Zhongzhou.

However, what is really recorded is only the four-style four-fist decision, because the fifth type is a combination of the first four forms, and the so-called unification is the realm of the great achievement of the barren fist.

Legend has it that the fourth form of the Wild Fist has been lost in the Ancient Period, and no one has really cultivated the Wild Fist to the fullest, reaching the realm of five fists into one.

Therefore, this Desolate Fist Three Styles is not a powerful spiritual decision in Zhongzhou, but because it was too terrifying in the Desolate Ancient Period, the Northern Hell Heavenly Monarch slashed the powerful Demon King with a wave of his pink fist.

Every martial artist who is so terrible has a little luck to get it, so everyone sees that the three styles of the Wild Fist are treasured, although they can't do anything, but they may be able to cultivate under some coincidence.

The Taoist people in Tsing Yi passed this desolate fist to Lanfeng, but they valued it as a descendant of the Northern Hell Heavenly Monarch, and it was possible that he had the meaning of the fourth type of desolate fist law decision.

Lan Feng fell in the faint aura and stood quietly, he evolved the three forms of the Wild Fist in the sea of knowledge, and the Lan Feng evolved according to the three forms of the Wild Fist, at first he felt very difficult and couldn't feel it.

But suddenly, he suddenly became energetic again, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this desolate fist had a sense of déjà vu, which was very similar to the Tongjian Divine Fist left by Sister Yuncai, and it felt like it was coming from the same source.

With this thought, Lan Feng evolved the three styles of the wild fist like the general perception of the arm divine fist, and sure enough, the wild fist was realized by Lan, knowing the recklessness in the sea, the three fists of the wilderness and the wilderness rose from the sky, reckless and atmospheric.

"Boom ......"

Lan Feng's momentum, which had been falling in the darkness, suddenly changed, he clenched his big hand into a fist, stretched it out and struck it three times, and the three breaths of the desolate fist swam out, swinging out of the darkness in all directions, shaking the entire dark world and shaking it away, as if it was about to collapse.

After the darkness calmed down, Lan Feng'er opened his eyes in the blink of an eye, and a smile clearly appeared on his face, "It is worthy of being a divine decision in the ancient period, even if there are only three forms, it is also extremely terrifying." ”

After recovering from his injuries and cultivating into the Three Styles of Wild Fist, Lan Feng walked into the endless darkness, but he deliberately avoided the Shangqing Cave Mansion.

Shangqing Cave Mansion with a cold, a hint of danger, and the sleeping beauty confronted it, Lan Feng felt like wandering in the ghost gate once, and then set foot back, after a while, he was afraid, not careless, Lan Feng did not want to set foot in it again.

Three days later, Lan Feng was not allowed to come to the gate of the Shangqing Cave Mansion, because the Dark World Realm was not very big, and in only three days, he walked all over, and there was nothing worth studying, or breaking through the darkness to go to the place.

Now there is only Shangqing Cave Mansion, this Cave Mansion must be the exit, Lan Feng does not think that the crime cage is such a big place with a big palm, and there is no danger.

You must figure out these murals, Lan Feng took a deep breath, gave himself courage, and walked into the cave.

Lan Feng stands in front of a mural with a dragon head and a horse body, dragon scales, oxtail, and a unicorn. The unicorn is in the Jiuzhou continent and is deeply loved by the masses and mortals, symbolizing auspiciousness. Of course, the warriors would never believe this, and in their eyes, the Qilin was nothing more than a powerful demonic beast.

Where Lin Lin is, he is entangled in the clouds, to be honest, this is related to the natural power of the Qilin, but the clouds are fog, and the fog cage clouds move up and smoke, or disappear, this is actually an illusion.

Illusion is also a kind of Taoist art, which can be used as a magic weapon to guide it, and it can also be practiced. Illusion, lack of attack power, mainly charming eyeballs, similar to invisibility charms, but illusions are much more mysterious.

The unicorn stands on the clouds and mist, sticking to the wall of the temple.

Lan Feng pondered carefully, saw that the unicorn was engraved with a lot of prints, the prints were engraved very deeply, the pen style was strong and powerful, the dragon flew and the phoenix danced, look at it from a distance, those prints were like flying phoenixes and dragons, the mystery was difficult to understand, but there were good looks and attractive.

Lan Feng was completely attracted by these marks, as if he was seeing something, or thinking about something, his brow furrowed slightly. Suddenly, Lan Feng's big hand stretched out and touched a place where the pattern was swirled into a circle, and the "bang" temple wall shook suddenly, and then quieted down.

Lan Feng was startled and retreated slightly. (To be continued......)