Yuan Cang's eyes were closed, the old monk was as silent as he was in a state of silence, three thousand snow-white hair hung down his shoulders and draped his back, his breath was vicissitudes, and his face was withered, like an old antique who had lived for an unknown number of thousands of years.

I couldn't ask from him, and when I asked the old man Yunhai, there was very little information.

Feng Yan turned his attention to the five-colored small bowl, which was exquisitely clear, with smooth edges and glowing colors, and the bottom of the bowl was a white and shiny roundness, which was extremely eye-catching.

This is a treasure rough embryo, which has been bred in Buzhou Mountain for many years and has not been subjected to any sacrifice.

Yuan Cang said that its name is all over the sky, just by listening to the name you know that it is extraordinary, in fact, Buzhou Mountain is as famous as Chopping Dome Mountain, and the value of this bowl is not weaker than that of Chopping Dome Mountain.

"In the Nine Star City, there are many Star Refining Grandmasters, I have this bowl, please engrave the Killing Array God Pattern, and then ask the Ten Thousand Yuan Divine Tree to leave a breath, if you can make the old man sell face, please ask a saint to refine it, the power will be great. ”

Feng Yan secretly considered the refining of this bowl, looked at it carefully and hesitated for a moment, grabbed it towards the five-colored small bowl, and the moment he picked it up, he only felt a five-color glow pouring into his skin along the palm of his hand, which was indescribably refreshing.

"Buzz ......"

The altar trembled slightly.

The blue is magnificent, the galaxy rises and falls, and the light is refracted by the sun.

The moment the bowl left, the small piece of magnificence like the universe mirror cushioned below was rapidly expanded on the spiritual platform, and within a moment, it occupied the entire spiritual platform.

At this point, it looks like a miniature universe.

Well?

At a glance at the wind, he felt a sense of déjà vu, but before he had time to think about it, Buzhou Mountain shook violently, and the powerful prohibition that enveloped the mountain began to retreat.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

The main peak of Buzhou Mountain shook three times in a row.

The mist vanished, and the divine energy receded like a tidal wave.

Many of the people who were climbing on the steps of Buzhou Mountain suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

"Hey, what's going on, the pressure has actually been reduced, and I feel like I can climb at least halfway up the mountain. ”

"The pressure disappears, and the energy can run freely, isn't it that the treasure of Zhoushan is about to be born!"

A group of people shook and screamed a few times, and there were already a few swift figures, rushing towards the top of the mountain frantically, thinking that whoever could take the lead would be able to harvest the treasure.

"Rush!"

A man in black roared, the snow shining behind him, and two pure white gorgeous wings spread out, like a violent wind, and swept towards the top of Buzhou Mountain.

"Kill, the treasure is mine!"

"Get out of here!"

There were too many people who rushed to kill, and in the middle of the way, there was even a lot of contradictions, several people fought, the supernatural powers bloomed, the smoke and dust rolled, and the powerful Dao method pierced through the void.

At the top of the mountain, the wind is at a loss for what to do with the bowl of Tongtian, and the flow of people under the steps is turbulent, and the breath is irritable, and it won't take long for the fierce people to rush here.

If only he knew that the treasure had been taken by him......

Although he was not stunned, Feng Yan couldn't help but shed a few drops of cold sweat, and was about to consider whether to take advantage of the opportunity to retreat, when suddenly the old man Yuancang, who was sitting cross-legged, laughed.

The light of his palms shone brightly, and as he overturned, a six-foot-tall stone tablet rose from his side.

On this stone stele, the rules of winning and losing the game that the old man said are engraved to reward the fate of the gods.

"Zhou Tianxing's mouth has been opened, Xiaoyou, do you want to have a game of Taichu Star Game with me first?"

Yuan Cang's palm swept across the spiritual platform, and a cyan futon immediately appeared in front of the wind, and the miniature universe-like spiritual platform suddenly changed greatly, expanding more than 10,000 times inside, and the vast and infinite breath came to the face.

"Taichu Star Bureau! It turns out that the game refers to this!"

Feng Chen's eyes lit up suddenly.

"Oh, the old man remembered one thing, when Master Jane was fine, he liked to play two sentences of the Taichu Star Game, hehehe, but he forgot about this stubble. The old man of Yunhai smiled.

The corners of Feng Shu's mouth twitched, and now you are still talking about wool, it will be over a long time ago?

Fortunately, he is very familiar with the Taichu Star Bureau, if this game has a rank ranking, he is at least a master, when he was in the sea of flowers, he made a bet with Jiumeng, and he used the Taichu Star Bureau, and the little broken grass was played with by him, breaking into the rebellious, and Feng Yu's void perception went further.

Now his level in the Primal Star Bureau can be said to be incomparable.

Feng Shuyun smiled lightly, without a little hesitation, and immediately sat on the futon, and if he was a little late, he was afraid that the people who would rush up the mountain behind him would come to compete with him.

"Xiaoyou seems to be confident?"

"A little bit of it. Feng Sheng smiled, and his divine thoughts probed into it, and soon found that the two Star Domain Maps were rampaging with Divine Calamity, constantly releasing terrifying disasters.

"Senior, are you mistaken? Why are there tens of billions of stars in this star game?"

Feng Yan raised his head in confusion, to be precise, there were 11,652,120,000 stars here, which was much more than the ordinary Primal Star Bureau.

In addition to this, there are also big changes in the geography of the star field.

"Make no mistake, it's getting harder. Yuan Cang said plainly, and a thin curtain of light like smoke and bright moon shrouded here, completely sheltering the Taichu Star Bureau.

The futon that Feng Yan sat on also emitted a hazy and soft light, guarding him.

Obviously, this can be done without outside interference.

"It's more difficult, more than ten times, right?"

Feng Yan carefully examined this kind of primordial star game, and had a slight headache, such a big star game is a big test for the spirit of divine thought.

"Where is the treasure?"

Suddenly, a sturdy figure broke into the top of Buzhou Mountain, this is a burly young man, nine feet tall, his eyes are dark, his skin is bronzed, and he is carrying a big ding, which is reminiscent of pulling out the mountain and covering the world.

Obviously, this is a strongman.

Carrying such a heavy tripod, he can be the first to rush to the top of Buzhou Mountain, and his strength is really strong.

"Alchemist?"

Feng Yan was a little surprised, and looked at him twice, from the explosive power contained in the strong muscles, as well as the little treasure floating on the surface of the body, it could be easily seen that this was a monk who refined his physique.

"Who are you, and how are you faster than me, Arcana?"

Suddenly, he noticed that there was a terrible old man with "three thousand feet of white hair" sitting opposite Fengsheng, and he was cold, and he didn't dare to smash people.

"Hehe, fellow Daoist, I'm just a little faster, if you want the treasure, you might as well take a look at the stone tablet first. Feng Sheng smiled and pointed to the six-foot-tall stone tablet.

Old Man Yuan Cang glanced at Feng Chen.

Just a little faster? Isn't the bowl already stuffed into your pocket?

The sturdy young man was shocked when he heard this, and began to read the six-foot-high stone tablet carefully, his expression was first confused, and then he probably saw the list of rewards, and his fists were clenched with excitement, his face was red, and his body trembled.

Soon, one after another, one after another rushed to the top of the mountain.

Feng Xianpan sat in front of the Taichu Star Bureau, and naturally became the target of everyone, and the resentful eyes came one by one, but soon, when they noticed the stone tablet and read it carefully, most of them were surprised and delighted.