The light here is very dim, and the final source of light is two red candles next to the wooden door three feet away in front of it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lan Feng stared at the two candles strangely for a long time, and finally raised his feet and stepped forward.

He came to the candle, muttered a little, and blew lightly on the flame of the candle, which was not affected in the slightest, but still burned vigorously in the form it had just been.

Lan Feng stretched out a finger and cautiously placed it on top of the candle's yellow flame, unexpectedly, there was no burning sensation on his skin, as if the candle in front of him did not exist.

"Sure enough, I'm trapped in the formation, hehe. Lan Feng sneered, and reached out to pull a candle from the candlestick, but as a result, he couldn't pull it out even after all the strength he had to feed.

Lan Feng's brows condensed, it seems that the things in this formation cannot be changed. He swept around, and suddenly stopped on a plank on the ground.

This wooden board is not much different from the one next to it, in fact, if you look closely, you really can't see any difference, only inadvertently will you find that the whole ground reflects the light of the candle, and the floor, but the floor, is pure wood color, although it is also a little shiny, but does not reflect the light of the candle.

Lan Feng took out the small round mirror that Ethereal Su had asked him to see the white hair that day, walked to the floor, and placed the mirror on the ground, as expected, the mirror reflected the light of the candle.

"This should be the eye of the formation, all the objects in the formation will be affected, but this floor is not affected, and I took out the mirror and put it on it, the mirror can reflect the light of the candles in the formation, ruling out that this is part of the formation, which can only mean that this floor is outside the formation. Lan Feng was still quite satisfied with his reasoning, chuckled, activated the spiritual power in his body, bit the tip of his tongue, and spit out a mouthful of blood mist.

Lan Feng let out a low sigh, and a spirit stone floated out of the colorful rope, and the spiritual energy in the spirit stone was instantly absorbed by the blood mist, turning into a dark gray waste stone and falling to the ground.

The blood mist had condensed into a dark blue spherical solid at this time, floating in mid-air with a pale blue gas.

"I still don't believe that such a huge spiritual power can't break your little formation!" Lan Feng's eyes narrowed, and he grabbed the dark blue solid ball with his hand and smashed it towards the unusual floor.

A powerful aura instantly spread around, and the entire ground seemed to be rubbed by something, and all of them became the same as the floor just now, without the luster of candles.

Lan Feng looked up, except for the floor, the rest of the surroundings was still the same as just now, and there was no change.

"There is more than one formation, well, interesting!" Lan Feng touched his nose and looked at the two candles again.

He reached out and grabbed the handle of the candle, and with a shard of his wrist, the candle was easily pulled up, and the flame on it was extinguished.

Lan Feng was a little surprised by this result, he threw the candle on the ground and carefully observed the candlestick.

The moment the candle fell to the ground, it turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared.

This candlestick is indistinguishable from a regular candlestick, except for a diamond-shaped hole in the center about the size of a little finger.

Lan Feng closed his eyes and concentrated, and when he opened his eyes again, his divine sense turned into a thin line and slowly probed into the diamond-shaped hole.

The small hole was crooked inside, like a cave dug by something, and it was so black that you couldn't see anything clearly. Lan Feng saw sweat on his forehead, his spiritual power worked again, and his divine sense instantly became thicker and faster, and his speed was twice as fast.

Finally, I could sense a red flame in front of me, burning very vigorously.

Lan Feng took a deep breath, his pupils shrank, and his divine sense instantly turned into a huge wave, surging towards the flame. The flame was instantly buried in the ocean of divine consciousness, and it was extinguished with a "stab".

Lan Feng retracted his senses, turned his gaze, and looked at another candle, he pulled it out, and as expected, this candlestick also had a diamond-shaped hole like the one just now.

Lan Feng slowed down for a while, and according to the method just now, extinguished the other flame.

As the last flame was extinguished, it was pitch black all around, and I couldn't see my fingers. He chuckled and reached out to push open the wooden door next to the candlestick.

It felt as if a long time had passed, Lan Feng rubbed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the cold floor, exhausted.

"Looks like it's already out!" he slowly got up from the ground, stretched, and looked around, with a strange look in his eyes.

"Where is this Treasure Pavilion, it's just a utility room!" Lan Feng instantly sobered up, got up from the ground, patted his buttocks, and instantly dusted, and looked down to see that there was still the mark he had just left on the ground.

"Cough, cough!" Lan Feng covered his mouth and coughed lightly, frowning involuntarily.

After the dust had passed, he could finally see the "utility room" clearly.

"These magic weapons are really a little different!" Lan Feng smiled bitterly and looked around, except for a small wooden door on his right, there was no other entrance here, and the door was engraved with two big words "exit", filled with red paint, which was particularly eye-catching.

He was a little lost in an instant, looked at the miscellaneous waste products here, and said with a sad face: "Could it be that you really choose a method among these miscellaneous things...... Failure to do so?"