Lin Feng and the other monks heard Daoist Xuanji say that everyone was here to challenge a master named Wu Zhantian, and they were all puzzled in their hearts, and thought, "Let's explain the real intention?

Daoist Xuanji smiled kindly with confidence, he looked into the distance, and felt that this qiē was so familiar, as if the last time he was here fifteen hundred years ago, it was not too far away.

Hearing this, the five Frost Bone Dragons all withdrew some of their fierce momentum, and they obviously didn't have that strong hostility anymore.

"Since you're here to challenge Wu Zhantian, a martial idiot, you guys should have said it earlier! I almost blamed you, didn't you completely turn your face when you fought?" said the leader of the Frost Bone Dragon.

Then, they actually got out of the way, and seemed to welcome the monks to come and challenge, which made the hearts of the people even more surprised, but it was not convenient to ask more.

Daoist Xuanji was familiar with the environment here, and led the way in front, but seeing that there were no other demons in the misty Heavenly Halberd Peak, the surroundings were shrouded in an awe-inspiring battle intent, which made people feel that they were here, and they were also planning to fight with all their might, so they felt happy.

Lin Feng said in his heart: "Presumably, this boundless battle intent is exuded by this simple Fang Tian painting halberd that has turned into the Heavenly Halberd Peak." ”

When you come to the top of the Heavenly Halberd Peak, you can see a suspended square in front of you, which is paved with many stones, and I don't know how to use to build this square with so many stones, even if the cold wind howls, it still hangs in the air.

Five frost bone dragons hovered and flew over the square, and the cold voice of their leader came: "You can challenge here as much as you want, even if you damage this square because of the battle, it is nothing, but you can't take anything here." ”

The monks nodded in agreement to this reminder, but in fact, Lin Feng smiled in his heart: "Although we will not take away some small things here. But in the end, it is very likely that the key Heaven Breaking Halberd of the entire Heavenly Halberd Peak will be taken away, and I don't know how you Frost Bone Dragons will feel when the time comes?"

When I came to this hanging square, I saw that there were many multicolored crystals scattered in the clouds, in the shape of ice edges, and from the whole situation of the square, there were many shocking cracks. It was clearly the result of the fierce fighting.

The fog was so thick that they could only see what was going on within ten feet, and when they had gone a long way, they saw a few monks meditating cross-legged and meditating with their eyes closed. If it weren't for the occasional aura of cultivation on his body, it would not be much different from a seated monk, and there were some monks in the front, but they were just hidden in the fog and couldn't really be seen.

These monks have white hair. Their faces are withered and their clothes are ragged, and their expressions are very solemn, so they still give people an extraordinary feeling. In particular, if you look closely, you will find that they all have the pattern imprint of the natal beast soul on their foreheads and eyebrows, although they have become dim due to the lack of energy, but as long as you observe it with your heart. It's still not hard to find.

"They're all dying people, so why don't they find a place to recuperate. But you came to this cold Heavenly Halberd Peak to suffer?"

"Hmph, what do you junior know? Don't underestimate these old men, you are no match for whoever you let stand up. Feng Xiaojun glanced at the leader of Fusu and sneered.

Lin Feng saw some eyebrows and asked tentatively, "Could it be that these monks are ascetics living in seclusion?" But what I can't figure out is that their energy is getting weaker and weaker. There is also no aura around to replenish. ”

Feng Xiaojun looked at the front with some melancholy, and was silent for a while before he said: "Why do they need to replenish their spiritual power, in order to obtain the inheritance of the Ancient Mighty Shake Light Martial Emperor, they would rather sacrifice here." Just for the possibility of a glimmer of comprehension. ”

Daoist Xuanji led everyone to continue to move forward, and they had already come to the side of these ascetics, and no one dared to rashly test the strength of these ascetics, and they couldn't bear to disturb them.

As he walked forward, he heard a crisp sound of "click" around him from time to time, Lin Feng noticed that it was the sound of bones shattering, and glanced to both sides, and there were indeed many bones of monks who had been weathered more thoroughly in the soil on the ground.

It seems that there are more than a few ascetics who used to be on the Heavenly Halberd Peak Square, and those ancestors have fallen on the spot due to the erosion of the long years and the lack of spiritual energy replenishment here, and it is possible that the comprehension of the martial arts inheritance has entered a fork in the road. Their remains were left unattended, and perhaps the guardian of this place, the Frostbone Dragon, felt that this was the best place for ascetics to bury their bones. In this way, their heroic spirits can also comprehend the martial arts inheritance from time to time, which can be regarded as fulfilling their unfulfilled wishes.

As for why there were so many Transfiguration Realm cultivators in the Ancient Battlefield of the Nine Nether Realms, with Lin Feng's wise mind, he quickly figured it out.

This is because this place has existed for an unknown number of years, and there are constantly monks who come to explore the entrances of the nine netherworlds of the five main cities of Xuanyuan, and besides, 10,000 years ago, didn't Emperor Xuanyuan lead a large team to come?

The monks who can come here must be those with outstanding talent and strength, even if they have not reached the realm of transformation, they should be able to make a breakthrough after a long period of experience and hard work. In the end, he was able to come to the ancient battlefield from the Nine Nether Realms, and he was even better among them.

Lin Feng thought that these ancestral monks might have felt very sleepy because they had been wandering in the Nine Nether Realm for too long, and once they found out that the Heavenly Halberd Peak was the place where the ancient powerhouses shook the Martial Emperor, they must have some inheritance, so they chose to stay and comprehend the Great Dao.

"It's a pity that the avenue is so slim, how can it be so easy to understand, but they stay in the Nine Netherworld may be the same as me, gradually becoming at a loss, and finally can find a goal worth fighting for, so they will no longer change and persevere, which is worthy of admiration and respect. The black-robed man was actually the same era as these ascetics, so for a moment, he felt a lot of emotion in his heart, and bowed to the ascetics who were meditating freely in front of him and the bones on the ground.

Ouyang Xuan suddenly said: "Otherwise, if we meditate here, maybe we will be able to comprehend and improve our cultivation a little, even if we don't get the inheritance of the ancient power in the end, it won't be considered empty-handed." ”

Without waiting for everyone to discuss and decide, he took the lead in meditating cross-legged on the spot, then closed his eyes and quickly entered a state of comprehension.

All the monks present knew that once someone else was meditating and cultivating, it was very likely to hurt their minds and spirits, so no one dared to act rashly.

"This guy is really greedy for a lot of things, if this place is really so easy to comprehend the wonderful meaning of martial arts, then the ascetics will not stay here for a long time. Daoist Xuanji sighed with a wry smile.

However, to everyone's surprise, he was not optimistic about Ouyang Xuan acting like this, but he suddenly seemed to have a comprehension, his body was full of red light, his grand battle intent rose, his expression was awe-inspiring, and his power could not be underestimated.

After waiting for a while, Ouyang Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, but he didn't get up, his eyes were relatively hollow, and it seemed that his mind was still in a state of comprehension.

"You go and see what he has realized now?" Lin Feng motioned to a Xuanyuan City martial artist next to him, he immediately stepped forward, lifted the heavy big sword, and slashed towards Ouyang Xuan.

Since the purpose of Lin Feng's team to come to the Nine Nether Realm was to stop the plan of the monks of the Banglong Clan and to destroy the masters in his team as much as possible, this Xuanyuan City martial artist had long regarded the leader of Ouyang Xuan as a great enemy that had to be eliminated, so although he was ordered to test it, he used all his strength with this move, intending to take this opportunity to kill this enemy.

"Stop, how dare you do this?" Seeing that this person was about to hurt his teammates, the leader of Fusu immediately shouted loudly, and used his swift maneuver to rush over to rescue him, but because there was a distance, he was a step slower after all.

The martial artist of Xuanyuan City picked up the heavy broadsword and just slashed at the position two inches in front of Ouyang Xuan's body, and then froze, even if the martial artist desperately increased his strength, the heavy dà knife in his hand could not advance another half an inch.

"Broken Feather Arrow!" Ouyang Xuan shouted, and with a wave of his left hand, he actually smashed the big knife of this spiritual weapon, and in the next moment, these dozens of fragments were like arrows that burst around, and the speed was extremely fast. Ouyang Xuan was not in a state of consciousness now, and he did not plan to use this move specifically to deal with the martial artists of Xuanyuan City, so the fragments of the big sword attacked around, and the monks hurriedly resisted with weapons.

Faced with the attack of the three fragments, the martial artist of Xuanyuan City immediately swung his fist to change its direction, but what he didn't expect was that the speed of the fragments was not only as fast as an arrow, but also the energy it carried was extremely powerful.

In an instant, the fists from his fists dissipated suddenly, and he was hit by three fragments, he was seriously injured, and flew out upside down and smashed into the ground twenty feet away, smashing out a deep pit, and his breath became relatively weak.

There were constant loud sounds, accompanied by a few screams, and several other monks were also injured by the fragments of the broadsword, but fortunately no monk died because of this.

Ouyang Xuan was still meditating and staring at the void in front of him, as if he didn't know what he had just done.

"He can now smash the lower grade spirit weapon with one palm, and his strength has increased a lot, and he sends out the fragment of the big sword as an arrow, called the 'Broken Feather Arrow', I have never seen him use it. The leader of Fusu has known Ouyang Xuan for many years, and he expressed his doubts.

Deputy Leader Yan Youqian said: "Since Ouyang Xuan has comprehended some of the mysteries of martial arts so quickly, then we can also follow suit, this time it is finally worth the trip." ”

"Wait, don't you think there's something strange about this? If comprehension has always been so fast, why do ascetics do this?" Lin Feng said.

As soon as the words fell, Ouyang Xuan changed, his eyes became much darker, and the qi in his body was dissipating, and his hair became black and white, as if he had aged for many years in such a short time.

"Find a way to wake him up, or he'll become an ascetic. The black-robed man hurriedly said. (To be continued......)