One hundred thousand spirit seals are only to prove the way of one person, it is a legend, it is a miracle, and perhaps only Leo can do it in the world, and only by relying on the inheritance memory of the golden pupil of ten thousand laws can the myth of being undefeated be reproduced.

The shadow of the Nine Dragons crisscrossed the heavens and the earth, and the power of the Holy Dao was too powerful, but the mountains and seas could be displaced, and the universe could be subverted, but the figure was always the same, standing quietly in the void, as if it was immortal.

He has never taken out the sword, but there is a faint sword intent all over his body, which seems to be calm, but in fact it is sharp, and the ethereal sword intent dyes this space into the shijie of the sword, vaguely, there seems to be a dragon roaring unwillingly, and the rhyme of the holy way is gradually fading.

Shout!

After only a moment, with the sound of an inexplicable sword, everything returned to calm, the previous scene was like an illusion, and the power of the dragon around it was long gone.

In the void, the 100,000 spirit seals were also dissipating, and the quiet figure looked back indifferently, and the golden pupils swept on Fengchen and Leo, like substance.

Fengchen was moved, feeling a little incredible, because just a moment ago, he actually had a feeling of being watched by, how could this be possible, even if he was the first person with ten thousand golden pupils, he shouldn't be so against the sky!

Could it be that his eyes can still travel through the ages and examine future generations?

"He ......"

Fengchen was about to ask Leo, and turned his head, but found that Leo was looking down and pondering something, and he didn't care about the phantom's gaze at all.

"What are you thinking?"

Fengchen asked curiously.

"It's not about you!"

Leo snorted coldly, almost choking him to death.

Fengchen took a sip and was about to scold. But at this moment, his face suddenly turned pale, as if he realized something, and immediately explored the air with both hands, waving several spirit patterns in a row.

"This is the Nine Dragons Spirit Lock?"

Fengchen frowned, his gaze converging on the point of nothingness in the distance in mid-air.

Ordinary people can't see the flow of aura, but Fengchen can see it clearly, at the root of the eight dragon pillars, there is constantly a dragon-shaped aura roaring out. It's complicated. Loom over the temple!

This is an infinite cycle of aura knots, and there is a large knot and eight small knots arranged around it, and the structure is quite perfect, as long as people step on the wrong step. will be enveloped by the dragon's breath. There is no place to die.

"Ninety-nine-eighty-one circuits. Interlocking, endless, in the end, there is only one way to live!" Fengchen sighed. Logically speaking, this would be a game to the death.

Because no one can survive by luck alone!

"Eighty-one road choices, to untie all nine knots...... A 1 in a billion probability!"

Fengchen meditated in his heart, and then the corners of his mouth raised slightly, he was quite interested in this challenge.

Trample!

After a moment of investigation, Feng Chen took a step forward, he had absolute confidence in his soul control technique, not to mention the probability of one in a billion, even if there was no chance of life, he could also use this unparalleled spirit control ability to break a way out for everyone.

Rumble!

The dragon qi covered the sky, but it couldn't stop Fengchen's footsteps, six thousand times the spiritual qi flow speed was fully open, and the divine heart cast waved the heavens and the earth in an instant, creating all things!

This is a collision beyond the extreme, it is the biggest dilemma that Fengchen has faced in this life, the dragon is majestic, just a trace is enough to make Fengchen ashes.

And what Fengchen has to do is to set foot in the Nine Dragons Spirit Lock, if he encounters no one's land!

Since you will lose even if you touch a trace, then don't touch a trace; since one wrong step will destroy the form and spirit, then don't take a wrong step, Fengchen has such self-confidence, although in front of the holy dragon's qi, he is not as weak as an ant, but in front of the world's casting gods, the nine dragons are only in vain.

Fengchen opened and closed, and his eyes were dim, but it was the embodiment of the complete integration of people's hearts and minds, even if it was the way of heaven, I would also refine it for you, not to mention the nine dragons in this area!

Leo stared at Fengchen deadly, in his eyes, Fengchen at this moment was like the master of all things, words and deeds followed, one thought decided life and death, around him, there was a dark stream surging, without the slightest luster, just like the fire bone that had refined the Nine Flame Yang Dragon before, full of the breath of destruction.

Soul control and divine heart casting are both liliang that transcend ten thousand paths, even Leo's golden pupils can't see through their essence, but one thing Leo is sure that this liliang is not Fengchen's natural liliang, but should be a skill he has learned through learning.

Leo's golden pupil can distinguish all things, although he can't parse the truth used by Fengchen, but he can still see the difference between the innate way and the acquired way, if it is the innate way, it is equivalent to his own golden pupil of ten thousand laws, it stands to reason that even if he can't peek at its roots, at least he can see some clues.

But Fengchen gave him a feeling that was not like this, it can be summed up in two words, fear!

Incomprehensible fear, like a black hole, can swallow everything, even if the eyes are deep in it, it will be difficult to extricate itself.

"I'm luckier than you, I won't be lonely and invincible again in this life!"

Leo muttered to himself, as if he was saying something to someone, and there was a faint excitement in his golden eyes......

One column is clear, and two pillars are clear......

Fengchen's speed was beyond expectations, and he had already unlocked the eight dragon pillar knots in his hand, which was an incredible achievement, and it took someone less than a quarter of an hour to unlock the eight rings of the Nine Dragons Spirit Lock, which was unprecedented in efficiency!

"Heart!"

Feng Chen suddenly looked at the core of the spirit lock that gathered in the void, he stared quietly for a long time, and suddenly beat his chest with his right hand, as if asking himself, this is the ultimate meaning of the divine heart, and it is the symbol of the heavenly perfection of the divine heart.

Airplanes~

Heaven and earth trembled, and the most incomprehensible core of the Nine Dragons was enveloped by an inexplicable liliang at this moment, and gradually devoured it.

Leo's expression was full of solemnity, he didn't know what tricks Fengchen Zuihou used, but only the moment he shouted "heart", the Dao of the entire space disappeared, that's right, not only the Qi of the Nine Dragons, but even the space, and even the Dao of Nature itself lost its trace in an instant!

Although it was restored soon afterward, this still couldn't hide the fact that the mysterious liliang actually suppressed the Heavenly Dao in a moment!

"Ahem!"

Suddenly, Fengchen coughed lightly, and a wisp of blood faintly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

He touched the corners of his mouth, but he smiled indifferently, the result was better than he imagined, the Nine Dragons Spirit Lock had been unlocked, and it was only slightly injured, this Divine Heart Casting zuihou blow was not what he wanted to do, but he felt and realized, everything came from his own heart, it may be that he had not used the Divine Heart Casting to such an extreme state for a long time, so there was that moment of excitement.

"The Dao marks and the spirit locks have all been unlocked. Fengchen turned around and returned to Leo's side, saying, "The temple is broken, and it is time for them to wake up." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Yue's eyes suddenly opened, and his gaze first swept around the temple, and Zuihou stopped at Fengchen's body, "Lord Wangjue, what kind of place is this, why are we here?"

"Don't worry, this is another mysterious area of the Hidden Dragonlands, and we strayed into it when we stepped out of that wasteland. Fengchen explained, as the girls woke up, his mood also relaxed, as long as the person was okay, everything else was easy to say.

"Strange, weishenme, I'm not impressed, did I faint just now?" Yin Yue thought as she covered her head, frowning slightly, very dissatisfied with her state of fainting as soon as she stepped into an area.

"Don't think about it, take a good rest first, and I'll explain the situation to you later!" Fengchen said, looking at Xiangshang Guan Hongfei and Wen Siting again, and found that they had also regained consciousness and were pestering Leo to understand the situation.

After half a salary, when the girls basically understood the current situation, Leo walked back to the giant mirror, and the projection that resurfaced at this time was no longer the pillar of the Yanlong that he had seen before, but a thin old man who came from a distance from the light.

Everyone was surprised, especially Fengchen, after all, the girls had not seen the projection in the mirror before, even if they saw the old man, they thought that this was the mystery of this giant mirror, but Fengchen always thought that the illusion that appeared in the giant mirror should correspond to the potential liliang of the individual, but now in front of Leo, an old man ran out, what is the explanation?

"The dragon is gone, the barbarian god does not exist, and the nine dragons are across the sky, and it is difficult to stop the mighty!"

The ancient voice came, throbbing, sadness, and more as if it was narrating the helplessness at that time.

Leo was indifferent, not knowing what he was thinking, staring at the old man from the other side, his golden eyes flashing with a deep luster. (To be continued......)