Ning Feng chuckled when he heard the voice, and followed the sound, only to see that at the edge of the Jiuqu Yellow River Great Array, a translucent figure was withdrawing his footsteps.

In front of him, the real water of the Yellow Spring roared, as if his dignity had been humiliated.

The other party raised his head, revealing an ordinary appearance, grinning, and his whole figure quickly faded away.

During the whole process, Ning Feng didn't move, and he didn't even bother to try to leave him behind.

Because, this person is a heavenly demon nameless!

He is different from the pig demon in the world, this almost immortal, omnipresent guy, if he can really stay, he won't let him get away last time.

"It's dangerous!"

"If it weren't for the quick relief, I'm afraid he would have really found an opportunity. ”

Ning Feng thought of this Heavenly Demon's nameless assassin-like methods, immortal-like existence, and felt a pain in his brain.

"Another one. ”

"This heavenly demon is nameless, and I can't figure out his roots, I'm afraid I can't solve it. ”

"This is a sword hanging over the head, and it is even worse than the peerless sword of the peerless sword god. ”

Ning Feng sat on the glazed throne, and there was a breeze slowly, like a soothing.

He was always rubbing his eyebrows, not that his head still hurt, but that he was having a headache for the two demons.

"No, I can't. ”

"We must figure out their roots, we must find a way to solve them, if it is not once or twice, or there is a fluke, three or four times, and it is dangerous, eight times out of ten, I will explain it. ”

"You must also figure out the roots and find a solution before the peerless sword god Ling Dong comes. ”

"Otherwise, just three of them join forces. I was absolutely overwhelmed. ”

Ning Feng slammed it. Move the hand that is rubbing the center of the brow down. Fell on his chest and clutched something tightly.

- Nine Trick Stones!

"I might be able to ...... this"

Ning Feng's eyes were shining, and at the same time there was uncertainty, hesitation, and excitement.

Just like ordinary people who think of a good idea, even if it hasn't been verified yet, even if anything is possible, they can't help but feel excited. I want to try it.

"Nine Aperture Stone Realm, enter!"

Ning Feng's hand holding the Nine Aperture Stone tightened, and his mind projected into the Nine Aperture Stone Realm.

"Huh?"

This time, it was no longer his mental projection that had entered the middle.

"It turned out to be ...... The god of the Great Yen. ”

Ning Feng raised his hand and felt that it was the body of the primordial god condensed by the light of the sun god, and this kind of solid sense of existence was something that he had not had in any previous time when he entered the Nine Aperture Stone Realm.

"That's not the point. ”

He took an arrow step and came to the side of the chain of gold pools.

"Good!"

Ning Feng looked at it, and his hands danced with joy.

There are five golden pools, with golden light surging, and the pools are full of water.

"Hahahaha. I knew it, I knew it. ”

Ning Feng was infinitely happy. "I entered Zhongtian in such a high-profile manner, broke through the boundary in front of the world, and was accustomed to killing thousands of monks in the name of the extraterritorial heavenly demons, with the Jiuqu Yellow River Great Array, and then fought with the peerless sword god Ling Donglai in the air without falling behind, and the heavenly demon was nameless, and the pig demon was rampant in the world, and he was never defeated......"

"I don't know how many people have fallen into the eyes of Zhongtian, and I am afraid that they have wings and have flown out of this state and into the ears of many people. ”

"Isn't this limelight big enough?"

Ning Feng is happy, with an abundant golden pond water, his whimsical may really be realized.

"Now only ...... remain"

Ning Fengqiang pressed down his joy and sat cross-legged on the ground, right on the edge of the golden pond.

With a flick of his sleeve, the dirt in front of him spread out, revealing the smooth bluestone underneath.

Ning Feng raised it with one hand, rolled up his sleeves with the other, and groaned: "I am willing, borrowing the power of Jinchi, based on the wings of ink painting, and temporarily borrowing Ma Liang's magic pen." ”

On that day, when he received the treasures of the sect, he had a magic pen Ma Liang, and he could be regarded as a unique magic pen in the world.

In response to the sound, the water level of a pool of golden water slowly dropped, and a piece of golden water was drawn out and injected into Ning Feng's hand, turning into a brush.

In addition to the golden light all over his body, isn't it Ma Liang's magic pen that he used to use to enter and exit the painting realm and solve one problem after another? !

"Good!"

Ning Feng adjusted, cleared his throat, and spoke again: "I am willing to borrow the water of the golden pond as ink." ”

"Whew!"

Another golden pond water was pumped out, this time it was even simpler, in the void beside Ning Feng, it manifested the appearance of an inkstone, and the golden pond water was poured into it.

Now everything is ready, all that is left is writing.

Ning Feng took a deep breath, dipped Ma Liang's magic pen in the golden pool ink, and then began to write on the bluestone slab one by one.

As he wrote, a vision that he had seen with his own eyes came to his mind.

It was in the middle of the starry sky, and there was a floating platform.

On the edge of the floating platform, there is a half-section of the stele.

On the remnant of the stele, there is a handwriting, which is remembered:

"Yin!"

Yin Shang's Yin!

When Ning Feng put pen to paper, all the power of his mind was poured into it, Ma Liang's magic pen, Jinchi ink, his own bloodline inheritance, his understanding of Yin Shang, and the atmosphere of Yin Shang condensed for countless years on the broken stone tablet......

All of this is concentrated in his pen, concentrated in one word:

"Yin!"

As soon as this word appeared, Ning Feng's body trembled, and the word "Yin" in his memory collapsed, and there has been no trace since then;

The magic pen of Maleonn in his palm collapsed;

The gold pool ink dried up.

The price is so great when it is written out word by word.

Because this is not an ordinary word, this is Yin Shang's Yin!

Ning Feng didn't care about regret, and all his mind was focused on the handwriting that was violently trembling, as if he wanted to turn around, exuding a strong aura.

That breath is far away, eternal, vast, regretful, not brilliant buried under the yellow sand, and unwilling to swear to make a comeback......

It is like a gate, Ning Feng felt this breath, and felt that it was like in the Han Sea in the past, he stood in front of the jade screen, gathered all kinds of resources, stepped into it, and felt the same when he found the treasure money.

He wrote a gate that led directly to the ruins.

"Whew~~~"

Ning Feng took a breath of turbidity. Spit it out slowly. That's what he planned. Half the battle.

"The rest, it depends on whether it is not there and whether the Nine Trick Stone can do it. ”

Ning Feng's eyes lit up, his thoughts became clearer than ever, and he stood outside the door, one step away.

He wants to borrow a treasure from the ruins.

"You must be here. ”

"I just need to borrow you for a while. Just for a moment!"

Ning Feng looked at the water of the golden pond and exhaled: "I am willing, through this portal, with this breath, with my bloodline, into the Yin Ruins!"

"Boom!"

First of all, the word "Yin" shines brightly, which is the light of bronze, which belongs to the oldest and most primitive light, bursting out. A bronze gate manifested in front of Ning Feng.

On the gate, there are gods and demons. The primeval myths have a breath of air, as if they may come back to life at any moment, walk down from the door, and recreate their glory.

Immediately afterward, a pool of golden water boiled and dried up in an instant.

Invisible power appeared out of thin air, as if it was stretched out from behind when the baby was a toddler, and the hand belonging to the father gently pushed behind Ning Feng.

Ning Feng didn't resist at all, staggered, and came to the bronze gate.

He went with the flow, and after stumbling, put his hands on the bronze gate and took advantage of the momentum to push.

"Boom!"

In the Nine Aperture Stone Realm, Ning Feng's figure froze on the spot.

His mind followed an indescribable trajectory, as if he had crossed the barrier of the heavens, and entered a familiar place by means of the bronze gate, as the road.

"Yinxu ......"

Ning Feng had no body at the moment, only an illusory mind, floating in the void.

In front of him is a purple stone suspended in the air, on which there is a treasure of light soaring into the sky, and each treasure is like life, wandering, chasing and playing......

On the treasure rock, the treasure of the gods!

Ning Feng's mind had just appeared here, and those Divine Relic Treasures seemed to be aware of his existence in an instant, "Brush Brush", and countless Dao Ways that I don't know when described as thoughts, or something else, fell on him.

Coercion!

Ning Feng's mind tended to collapse in an instant.

The gaze of the gods and relics almost made him collapse, and everything was in vain.

How could Ning Feng not be prepared for this?

His mind moved, and he brought out an aura that belonged to the treasure money, enveloping his whole body.

The red dust rolls out, consumes everything, and falls into nothing.

This is the breath of the first money in heaven and earth - the treasure money.

Of course, this breath is not enough to protect Ning Feng's mind, the breath is just a breath, and here is a genuine Divine Relic Treasure itself.

The problem is, before it was taken away by Ning Feng, the treasure money was in the Yin Ruins, and I don't know how long it had existed among the many Divine Relic Treasures, how could its breath Divine Relic Treasures not be familiar with it?

"My own people!"

"Descendants of Yin Shang!"

Similar messages are exchanged among the treasures of the gods.

Since he can get the recognition of Luobao money, he is naturally the heir of Yinxu, the descendant of Yin Shang, and his own person.

As a result, those "gazes" instantly became gentle, and Ning Feng could still feel as if he was being focused by one gaze after another, but his mind stabilized.

At least, stable enough for him to say what he had been prepared for:

"The younger generation is here, borrow one of you, go to the outside world, and return in a moment. ”

As soon as his words came out, the Divine Relic Treasures all trembled, and Ning Feng could almost catch the doubts that filled the heavens and the earth.

It was as if the treasures of the gods were asking: "Even if we are willing, can you, can you?"

Ning Feng said loudly: "The juniors are half sure, as long as the juniors need the one is there, the juniors can take it out for a trip!"

He has never lacked confidence in the Nine Trick Stones.

"Wow!"

Although Ning Feng couldn't hear the sound, he could feel that the entire Yin Ruins Secret Realm was crazy and boiling.

The overflowing treasures of the gods are clearly the meaning of joy.

Can you go out and breathe, and still not violate anything, and come back when you turn around?

Is there such a good thing?

Pick me!Pick me!

If Ning Feng hadn't entered with his mind, he would have the urge to swallow saliva.

"Now, there are only the last two levels left. ”

"The first level, is it really there?"

Ning Feng has been searching since he entered here and stabilized his mind, his eyes sweeping over the treasures of the gods.

Don't be round, don't be flat......

Not mirrored, exactly, don't!

Suddenly-

Ning Feng's gaze froze and fell on an inconspicuous, palm-sized bronze mirror.

In fact, it is said that it is a mirror, which is very reluctant.

One side is mottled with bronze, and the lines are not clear to see, and the other side is even hazy, with no light at all, except for the shape is a bit similar, where else there is a mirror.

Ning Feng looked at it and asked nervously, "Dare to ask, but the Demon Mirror Senior?!" (To be continued......)