"It's amazing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Tian Lai Novel.2" Yu Fan couldn't help but be surprised, but he didn't know the secret, he just thought that Qin Feng's attainment of the formation was very good.

The formation is closing in a visible way to cover the ladder again. Qin Feng didn't delay any longer: "Okay, let's go in." With that, he plunged into it, and the nightmare also shrunk into that small appearance and stood on Qin Feng's shoulder.

Along the way, they traveled carefully, but they did not encounter any danger. Maybe it's because of the hasty setting, or maybe the owner here feels that if someone else breaks this hidden formation, it doesn't make much sense to leave some traps.

Qin Feng and Yu Fan didn't walk far, it was only about a few tens of meters, but they walked into an empty belly, and there was the sound of running water, and the richness here was a little stronger than the outside world.

It seems to be a natural formation in the belly of the mountain, only about a few hundred square meters. But it is artificially decorated with pearls that are commonly known as rare treasures - the pearl of the night. There was a faint and clear glimmer in the entire mountain, and it was thought that it should really be for his descendants. Because for cultivators, there is no need for this thing to illuminate.

I saw that Yu Fan was ecstatic: "Qin Feng, look." I'm not wrong. "But there are all kinds of spiritual grasses planted around. There are not many of them, but they are more than 600 years old. It's a rare thing. What made Qin Feng's heart tick the most was that there was a corner where hundreds of spirit grasses were planted, which was all the spirit grass needed to refine Zhuji Dan.

It was hard to hide the smile, but Qin Feng did not let down his vigilance. I saw a silver coffin in the center.

"Underworld Spiritual Power?coffin?" Qin Feng seemed to understand something, and walked carefully towards the coffin with his sword in his hand.

However, Yu Fan was indulging in great joy and did not perceive any danger at all. It had flown to the side of the coffin and was about to uncover it, thinking that there was some magic weapon hidden in it.

Qin Feng hurriedly shouted, "Yu Fan, wait." But Yu Fan was stunned, but he was a little faster. Qin Feng didn't have time to stop it, so he could only watch Yu Fan pull open the coffin.

A majestic and somewhat dull voice came from the coffin: "Rude!" The coffin was only then opened, and one hand slammed into Yu Fan's heart.

"Boom!" The coffin lid turned into a sharp weapon and threw it at Qin Feng again. Qin Feng naturally dodged and took another look. I saw that Yu Fan had turned into a withered corpse and was lying on the ground. As if he wasn't dead, he was trembling slightly. His lips squirmed slightly, and he looked unwilling, how could he accept such a result?

An old man in a yellow robe was sitting upright on a coffin, holding a jewel in his hand. Turning a deaf ear to Yu Fan, who was not yet dead, he frowned, and spit out like a person who was suddenly woken up without waking up: "It's a pity, has my plan failed? Has my offspring declined? Even this treasure map has fallen into the hands of outsiders." ”

Qin Feng didn't speak, just frowned and looked at the orb in the old man's hand. This orb seemed to be extraordinary and not an ordinary treasure, even the Nightmare was restless, but it was not fear, Qin Feng could feel that there was a strong possessiveness at that time! The Nightmare's restless thoughts seemed to tell Qin Feng that as long as he got this treasure, he would be able to change his life.

Let the old man mutter, Qin Feng did not respond. Suddenly, with a wave of the sword, he appeared in front of the old man in an instant, and pointed at the center of his eyebrows with a sword.

However, the old man only had surprise in his eyes, and he did not panic, and the corners of his mouth were full of wrinkles and smiled evilly. Qin Feng actually stabbed the air with a sword. There was still an old man in front of him, and he turned into a cloud of black smoke and floated in the air.

The figure of the old man was a little ethereal, and the orb in his hand exuded a strange light. I don't know what kind of treasure this is, it is so remarkable. The old man asked, "Are you the ones who killed me?"

Qin Feng asked rhetorically, "Who are you?"

The old man suddenly smiled, and his smile was so hideous: "Old man Qiu Xun ......" said that it was another move, and several clouds of smoke rolled towards Qin Feng, forming a hideous ghost in the air with a yin and evil aura.

Before Qin Feng could make a move, the evil nightmare lying on Qin Feng's shoulder suddenly let out a low voice: "Gah!" actually spat out black flames and hit the black mist directly. I saw that as soon as this black smoke touched the black smoke, it turned into a mist and dissipated, as if this flame had a strong restraint effect. even hit Qiu Xun with residual momentum. It's really unbelievable, you must know that this Qiu Xun's strength is at least in the late stage of foundation building, and it is much higher than that of the last nightmare.

There was a trace of fear in Qiu Xun's eyes, as if he recognized this spirit beast: "This, this is ...... Impossible, how could it be possible here. And also awakened the ancient bloodline. "The hastily gathered black smoke was consumed for nearly half to block the black fireball.

However, there was not much time for Qiu Xun to marvel, and the nightmare had turned into a giant bird and pounced.

Qiu Jue was shocked: "Fellow Daoist, wait!"

There is no reason to stop. Qin Feng is naturally not an indecisive person. It was another unpretentious stab of the sword, but it sealed Qiu Xun's retreat.

"Bang!" A large amount of black smoke suddenly burst out, forcing Qin Feng to temporarily avoid the edge, and a wall of wind that almost condensed to the essence blocked the aftermath of the explosion without accident.

Qin Feng sneered contemptuously: "What other means do you have?" didn't stop, I saw that Qiu Jue no longer had a black smoke body, and his face was terrified, he was actually afraid.

This treasure map was left by Qiu Xun. At that time, Qiu Xun's longevity was approaching, and he knew that there was no hope of a breakthrough. But he didn't want to fall into reincarnation again, and finally hit his own descendants with his own ideas, and he actually wanted to occupy a physical body, and the reason why he chose his descendants was because of the compatibility. In the end, it was hidden in the belly of this spiritually rich island, and it took more than a hundred years to complete the preparation. This is long enough time for the longest-lived person to take his last breath. However, the descendants of the Wing never came. I had no choice but to enter a state of suspended animation, and I slept for more than 600 years before I was awakened today.

This is also why Qiu Xun never used spells from beginning to end. Because of the long silence, the spiritual power in Qiu Xun's body has dissipated and emptied, and only this natal magic weapon can barely be used as an arm. Even the traps that were laid out before have been eroded by time......

Qiu Xun's brain was even a little dazed at the moment, and he couldn't even remember how to perform a fireball technique for a while. The instinct of survival made Qiu Xun frightened and begged for mercy again: "Fellow Daoist, stop, spare my life for the sake of not easy cultivation." I am willing to offer these spiritual herbs to you. ”

Qin Feng sneered: "If I am not against you, will you spare me?" Before the words fell, a sword slashed at Qiu Xun's head again, and the matter was irreconcilable from the moment Qiu Xun killed Yu Fan.

Qiu Xun looked desperate: "I'm dead, don't you want to live!" I saw my hands folded and muttered to myself. It seems to be releasing a very powerful Dao method, but there is no spiritual power fluctuation.

Qin Feng didn't dare to be careless, and sped up again. Before Qiu Xun finished speaking, he had already pierced Qiu Xun's throat.

Burst.

There was no blood coming out of the shriveled wound, as if it had been stabbed on a corpse that had been dead for a long time.

In an instant, Qin Feng was shocked and said, "It's not good." I saw that my body was full of black spots, and finally turned into small inscriptions, which was actually cursed. The strong drowsiness invaded, Qin Feng couldn't resist it, and actually fell asleep on the ground.

It seems like a dream, but it's so real. It's like being in the world of an ink painting, only black and white. The white ones are the heavens, and the black ones are the earth and mountains.

Qin Feng felt like he was in a dream, a little dazed and a little awake, but he just couldn't wake up. The Jieli Sword is still in his hand, and so is the Qiankun Bag. "A solution must be found as soon as possible. ”

Using the divine sense to sense, using the five senses to observe, the frenzied destruction, and even the sword that is heading towards the sky is still trapped in this dream.

Qin Feng was helpless: "Isn't there a way to crack it? No, all of this is fake!" Looking down at the Jieli Sword in his hand, he suddenly realized that although it was so real, he could even turn into the dark side, but all this was just his own fantasy. It's just my own belief. "I fell into this nightmare and couldn't escape. It's because I subconsciously believe that I am trapped here and can't escape!" I have to say that Qin Feng is really amazingly perceptive, and he has comprehended the mystery in a short period of time: "Why bother forcibly destroying and seeking flaws. As long as I was absolutely convinced that it was just my hallucination, I would wake up with just one step or even a thought. ”

Thinking of this, Qin Feng smiled slightly, and simply sat cross-legged on the ground and meditated to confirm the guess in his heart.

Suddenly, some shouted: "Qin Feng!" Qin Feng turned a deaf ear, and didn't open his eyes, as if the old monk was determined to ignore it.

"Hahahaha. He laughed wildly again: "Suffer death!" Suddenly, Qin Feng even felt a fluctuation, as if something was smashing at him.

"This is an illusion, this is an illusion......" Qin Feng kept hinting at himself in his mind, but there was still no movement.

Rumble!

But a sharp pain struck, and in an instant, Qin Feng was knocked dozens of meters away, and there was a blur of flesh and blood in front of him.

But I saw a handsome man standing in front of him and laughed arrogantly: "Haha, is it still an illusion?

"Ahem, ahem. Qin Feng coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, did not fight back, and grinned: "Of course." Instead, you confirmed my suspicions. If not, why don't you just kill me? ”

Qiu Jue laughed wildly, as if he had heard a big joke, for a long time: "At that time, because I was going to torture you slowly." Qin Feng: You have destroyed my soul, do you think I will spare you easily? I will make you seven hundred times more miserable than me, and indulge in this nightmare forever until the destruction of heaven and earth. Indeed, you do fall into a nightmare. But this nightmare is not yours, it's mine!"