readx;? It has been three days since the Tianmang Mountain Range opened, and the time for the opening of the mountain range this time is a month, and three days is just the beginning for these two thousand monks. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Even though they had only been in for three days, many of the monks had never been able to go out.

These people either died at the hands of powerful demon beasts, or they got some eye-catching treasure and were killed by the monks who came in together, the cultivation world is like this, only the strong can survive.

In a silent valley in the Tianmang Mountains, Yang Feng was sitting cross-legged, and this place was no longer the misty deep forest.

After Qin Pofeng left that day, Yang Feng waited in the deep forest, and when day and night alternated the next day, he finally found the location of the exercises with the wisp of breath left in his body by the Cloud Sage.

That exercise was indeed hidden in a void as Qin Pofeng said, and it was also surrounded by a powerful small formation, and it took him a long time to use the breath in his body to pull the exercise out.

After getting the exercise, Yang Feng couldn't wait to open it.

This exercise is called "Splitting the Heavens" and is divided into three forms, the first is called Moving Mountains, the second is called Broken Stars, and the third is called Opening Heaven.

On the first page of the exercise, there are two taboos for practicing this method, the first is that only monks above the god level can practice, otherwise they will not be able to comprehend the mystery of this method.

The second is that only monks with extremely strong spiritual power can cultivate, this kind of strength refers to the fact that the spiritual power in the body of a person who cultivates this method must be at least three times more than three times that of a monk of the same level, otherwise, not only will he not be able to exert the power of the exercises, but he will also be eaten by the exercises.

This second condition is too harsh, almost restricting all cultivators, how can an average monk have so much spiritual power in his body.

However, Yang Feng met this condition, he had cultivated the Star Picking Technique, and the spiritual power in his body was far more than three times that of a cultivator of the same level, no wonder the wisp of consciousness of the Yunxiao Saint said that he was very suitable for this exercise.

Yang Feng simply flipped through the exercises and found that this first form was not difficult to learn, and it was quite easy to cultivate, so he found a quiet place to cultivate.

Two days passed in a blink of an eye, and he also woke up from his cultivation.

After opening his eyes, Yang Feng slowly got up, and his body jumped upward.

When he flew to the middle of the valley, he stopped, then stared at a mountain more than a thousand feet high in front of him, held his breath, raised his palm, stopped in front of his chest, and made strange seals with both hands.

After a few breaths, Yang Feng gradually separated his hands, and the spiritual power between his hands surged, and a low voice came out, and then an illusory handprint appeared in front of him.

This handprint was too blurry, so that people couldn't see the size or location clearly, and after it appeared, Yang Feng's eyes froze, and his hands gently pushed forward.

As Yang Feng's hands fell, hundreds of thunderous roars rang out in an instant, and the surrounding space buzzed and trembled.

Immediately afterwards, countless clouds of dust drifted ahead, obscuring the sky and the sun, and in the blink of an eye, the valley became pitch black.

When the dust settled, and when I looked again, the mountain in front of me had long since disappeared, and all that was left was a large empty flat land.

After seeing the power of this move, Yang Feng was both surprised and delighted, the power of this technique was far beyond his imagination, and its value was not inferior to that of the long sword splitting the sky.

With such a move, his strength has become a little stronger, and if he encounters Qin Pofeng again in the future, he will no longer rely on surprise to win.

When the surprise in his heart gradually dissipated, Yang Feng remembered another important thing.

He also had to look for the third phalanx on this trip, speaking of the phalanges, Yang Feng couldn't help but feel a little worried, this day the Mang Mountains are endless, where is he going to find the phalanges?

At this time, a few breaths suddenly appeared above the valley, Yang Feng released his divine sense, and after a little probing, he found that two men and a woman were flying fast in the sky in the distance, one of them was in the early stage of refining gods, and the other two were in the half-step refining realm.

"Brother Wang, where are the things you are talking about? It's been three days since we came in, and those Qi Refining Cultivators have gained a lot, but we still haven't found anything. ”

A woman in pink said to the man in white who was in the God Refining Realm flying in front of her.

The man in white smiled and said, "A friend of mine came to the Tianmang Mountains thirty years ago, and he went to a strange place by chance, and found a spiritual treasure there, for some reason, he couldn't get that treasure, and this time we are going to the place where the spiritual treasure is hidden. ”

Hearing this, the big man in yellow next to the woman in pink asked, "Why didn't your friend come?"

The man in white looked dark and sighed: "My friend met a mortal enemy a few years ago, and the two fought a life-and-death battle, although he escaped in the end, he was also mortally wounded, and died not long after, this news was told to me before he died. ”

Hearing the conversation between the three of them, Yang Feng was a little curious, so he retracted his breath and quietly followed behind them, intending to see what the spirit treasure in the mouth of the man in white was.

After flying for a long time, the three of them came to a deep mountain, they stopped at the mountainside, and then the man in white took out a map and looked around carefully.

After about an hour, the three of them walked to the bottom of an extremely hidden cliff halfway up the mountain, where there was a fist-sized hole, and there was a faint purple glow from the small hole.

Seeing this, the man in white laughed a few times and said, "This is it!"

As he spoke, he raised his fist and slammed it into the hole.

As soon as the punch fell, the earth and rocks around the hole fell one after another, and then a black hole the size of two zhang was revealed.

As soon as the hole appeared, the three of them immediately jumped in.

Yang Feng walked over slowly, frowning as if he was exploring something, somehow, after coming here, he suddenly had a very bad premonition.

After glancing around a few times, Yang Feng's gaze stayed on the top of the black hole, where a stone was inlaid there.

He raised his hand and waved, and the debris covered by the stone fell one after another, and Yang Feng also saw the somewhat hideous handwriting written on it: "Cave of Gods and Ghosts".

After pondering for a while, Yang Feng picked up his cultivation and jumped into this ghost cave.

After entering the cave, he found that the space inside was very large, and there were many glowing fluorites in the cave, so everything in the cave could be seen clearly.

What made Yang Feng strange was that he felt that the road in this cave seemed to be constantly changing, and when he first came in, it seemed to be going down, and the road was getting narrower and narrower.

After a while, he felt that he was going up again, and the road became wider and wider, and when he appeared, Yang Feng felt that he was going in circles.

After walking for nearly half an hour, this strange road finally came to an end, and the road became gentle.

After walking a few dozen steps forward, a river gradually appeared in his eyes, the river emitted a faint purple glow, and as it went deeper, the river became wider and wider, and the color of the river water became deeper and deeper.

Yang Feng saw that the water surface was not rippling, and he had some doubts in his heart, so he leaned over and picked up a piece of gravel and threw it in, only to find that after the stone entered the water, it did not even stir up a drop of water.

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