In the gloomy world of the tombs, a swirl of misty desolate light swelled out silently, revealing Chen Feng's figure.

The ancient blood qi was pervasive, with an extremely strong coercion, constantly corroding with the desolate light revealed by Chen Feng's figure, turning into a faint mist.

Looking at a giant tree in the distance that existed in the heavens and the earth, Chen Feng, who cautiously investigated the surrounding environment, couldn't help but change his complexion slightly.

At this time, the invisible burial realm in the heaven and earth has been hidden, and the tall and lush ancient tree in the distance is as vigorous as a dragon, and the branches are full of golden leaves, shining and shining, like golden crystal agate.

The ancient tree is full of prayer talismans, and the luxuriant golden meridian leaves alone are enough to show that it is extraordinary.

Although Chen Feng didn't dare to get too close, after carefully looking at the ancient tree, there was still a kind of shock that covered the sky and the sun.

Each golden leaf has a little invisible flow of scriptures, I don't know what is recorded in the Dao, but it makes people feel an endless vigorous vitality of ancient meaning circulating.

The ancient scripture tree grows in the flesh and blood, and the flow of the tree body meridian runes seems to be extracting the nutrients of the tomb heaven and earth.

Each sutra is completely natural, completely natural texture convergence is born, as if indelible, after a long time of tempering and testing.

For the vigorous ancient trees that are eternal and exist between heaven and earth, Chen Feng's mood is extremely complicated.

Although in the process of finding the source of the Dinggong, five years passed, and finally ended in failure, which made Chen Feng a little unwilling, but the place where the desolate bracelet broke away from the forbidden mooring of the burial realm was greatly unexpected by him.

Zhu'er didn't mention the Ancient Scripture Tree. He fell into a deep sleep in a hurry, but seeing the current situation, Chen Feng felt that the little guy had found here. Definitely not by chance.

"What is this scripture tree?"

While observing the surrounding environment, Chen Feng tried to inquire about Zhu'er.

After a long while, Chen Feng didn't get a response from the little guy, so he looked around the ancient scripture tree.

The skeleton of an ancient beast was scattered around the Ancient Scripture Tree, almost completely devoured by the flesh and blood, and there were even treasure fragments floating in the air. It makes the world look particularly bleak, as if it had experienced an ancient war here before.

With Chen Feng's cultivation of the ninth layer of Qi refining, his body was bound by invisible pressure in this heaven and earth. It's hard to move unusually hard.

Looking at the skeletons of the giant beasts that were slightly exposed on the surface of the flesh and blood, all of which were larger than the ridges, Chen Feng had to face up to his own catties despite his red heart.

The situation is so weird. Just look at the bones of the behemoths. He could feel the power of heaven during his lifetime, but how such a terrifying existence was buried here, Chen Feng could hardly guess.

A black pool of blood was quiet not far from the ancient scripture tree, as if it would dry up at any time, revealing a different atmosphere from the ancient scripture tree.

Because of the corrosive relationship of the red ancient blood qi in the tomb, the black blood pool built out of the beast bones has almost bottomed out. The faint mist of blood continued to evaporate, faintly revealing the size of a fist in the pool. Something that looks like a fossil.

It was precisely because the black blood pool was different from the ancient blood qi in the tomb world that it attracted Chen Feng's attention.

In Chen Feng's opinion, there is such an ancient scripture tree that is as ancient as one and exists between heaven and earth, and there is no room for other spiritual objects around it.

By checking the classics in the Tibetan Scripture Peak, Chen Feng learned that if there are two powerful spiritual objects in a place, they will inevitably compete for spiritual energy and devour each other, especially for spiritual plants, the losing side will mostly die, and even more will cause changes in the environment of heaven and earth.

In the heaven and earth where the fragments and debris were scattered and floating, even if the black blood fountain was not a spirit plant, it could exist relatively close to the ancient scripture tree, which was enough to prove that it was not trivial.

Although there was silence in the heavens and the earth, Chen Feng still felt that there was an inexplicable depressing danger in the place where the ancient scripture tree existed.

Time passed slowly, Chen Feng looked at the location of the ancient scripture tree, looking forward to the mood of stealing joy, and gradually became irritable.

This feeling of having a treasure mountain but not being able to enter is really a bit maddening.

Not to mention whether there would be danger where the ancient scripture tree was located, the invisible burial realm Xia Ban alone made Chen Feng dare not act rashly.

Before, Zhu'er said that this space was the weak point of the scripture tomb, but after getting out of the desolate bracelet and observing the situation, Chen Feng was secretly drumming for whether the descendants who had entered the scripture tomb would appear in this side of the world.

In the process of integrating the desolate bracelet into the rapid flow of the Xia Ban in the burial world, Chen Feng's perception of the outside world was closed, and he did not have a comprehensive understanding of the scripture tomb.

"I'm afraid that this place should be a more important place, even if it is not the center of the tomb. At this time, seeing the wreckage world that seemed to have experienced an ancient war, Chen Feng muttered with a hesitant expression.

After hesitating for a while, the withered bracelet on Chen Feng's left wrist emerged in the flesh and blood.

Except for the terrifying ancient scripture tree, Chen Feng did not perceive the wreckage in the heaven and earth, and he was unusually angry.

"Woo~~~"

Just as the Desolate Bracelet was shining brightly, shining out the intricate rhyme of the forbidden world again, a cloud of aura suddenly erupted in the air far away from Chen Feng.

Chen Feng was no stranger to such a situation, almost going crazy, and was about to rush towards the place where the spiritual energy erupted from the tomb heaven and earth.

"Buzz~~~"

Even if Chen Feng used his strength to eat, his body was as if he was being wrapped in layers of dense spatial medium, and his rushing speed was extremely slow.

"Huh~~~"

Just when Chen Feng wanted to insidiously hide in the desolate bracelet and run through the environment of the tomb world transformed by the mysterious stone chamber, a woman's surprised groan had already been heard.

"Damn, at least say hello before you come, so I can be mentally prepared. Chen Feng, who was found by the woman who entered the tomb, secretly slandered in his heart.

Seeing that the distance was too far away, and the other party discovered him again, Chen Feng hurriedly retreated and quickly imprinted the Xia Forbidden of the Burial Realm in Heaven and Earth in his mind, restrained the brilliance of the Desolate Bracelet, and let the forbidden Xia Yun that was illuminated disappear again.

The change came too quickly, and it wasn't just that Chen Feng was not prepared. Even Yuan Miaoqi, who entered the world of the scripture tomb, was extremely surprised and didn't come back to her senses for a while.

Until the Burial Realm Xia Forbidden began to disappear in heaven and earth. Yuan Miaoqi, who was dressed in rough clothes, looked at Chen Feng's left wrist that was hidden in the desolate bracelet.

"I didn't expect you to follow very closely, as soon as my front foot entered the scripture tomb, you came......" Chen Feng grinned, looking like an old man familiar with the situation.

"The tomb of the sect does not belong to you, but it is just a step earlier, what is there to be proud of. Yuan Miaoqi looked disdainful. But I was secretly surprised in my heart.

At this time, Chen Feng was already very different from before entering the tomb, not only his petrified eyes and hands had recovered. Even the tiny cracks on it were gone.

"Compared to you coming in yourself, I killed that stinky monk, robbed his treasure and was punished to the scripture tomb, it seems that I took a lot of advantage. Chen Feng, who no longer reluctantly approached Yuan Miaoqi in the distance. The thief in his eyes was clearly ill-intentioned.

I didn't have half a cup of tea. It wasn't until the aura behind Yuan Miaoqi converged and disappeared that her face changed in surprise.

Chen Feng secretly said in his heart that it was a pity, but he didn't dare to underestimate the young girl in the distance, although the other party only had a cultivation of the first level of qi refining, but during the time he lived in the Ancient Scripture Pavilion, he always felt that the girl had a familiar and dangerous aura, but what was the familiarity, Chen Feng couldn't say.

is different from Chen Feng, who regretted not grasping the arrival of the girl with the help of the girl. Leaving the opportunity of the scripture tomb, at this time, Yuan Miaoqi focused on the ancient scripture tree in the heaven and earth. and numerous scattered, floating wreckage.

From the eyes of the rough-clothed girl, Chen Feng could even see the joy and excitement of the little greed, especially for those giant beast bones, the girl looked extremely hot.

In one side of the world, Chen Feng and Yuan Miaoqi both had a cautious confrontation, and after losing the opportunity to leave the scripture tomb, both of them naturally focused their attention on the opportunity of this place that looked like the wreckage of an ancient war.

"In the Thousand Machines Sect, there should be no one who can cure your petrification injuries, and in less than a month after entering the scripture tomb, your eyes and hands have recovered, which is really a bit surprising. Yuan Miaoqi smiled and slowly approached Chen Feng.

"If I were you, I wouldn't be any closer, it's just the two of us here, it's better to keep some distance from each other, so as not to cause any misunderstandings. Chen Feng said lightly.

Sensing Chen Feng's unusual coldness, the rough-clothed girl was slightly surprised and stopped approaching: "I thought you would say that you were a genius, and it would be easy to heal that little injury!"

"I'm not in the mood to joke in this kind of place, I saw the Great Forbidden Burial World just now, don't bother me if you want to die, if you take a wrong step and run into it, no matter what kind of strength you have, you will also be buried here." Chen Feng said with a calm face.

"It's really not often that you're so serious, since everyone has seen the opportunity here, you can consider joining forces, if you can be sure of the benefits, you won't wait for me to come. The rough-clothed girl did not hide her fiery eyes as she looked at the ancient scripture tree, and her coquettish smile soothed Chen Feng's vigilant emotions.

"Will anyone else come in besides you?" asked Chen Feng with an expressionless face.

Yuan Miaoqi smiled a little meaningfully: "Not before me, but whether anyone will come in again in the future, I can't guarantee that the old poisonous ghost seems to be coming in to find you." ”

"But I don't seem to have anything to worry about, and I don't want to dig my own grave if I join forces with someone like you who is hiding his means. Although Chen Feng said this, his heart became lively.

Although the current opportunity is good, there are immeasurable risks, even if you have the life to collect it, you have to have the life to enjoy it, Chen Feng didn't even dare to imagine what he would do if he couldn't get into the tomb for one hundred and eighty years.

"If you don't join forces with me, I'll have to collect my own things. The rough-clothed girl said tentatively to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng's left wrist was flooded with a whirlpool of desolation, distorting his entire body into it: "If you don't die, you will go up." ”

In the secret room of the god of the pearl of desolation, Chen Feng, who emerged from the ancient array, quickly took out a big gourd, and poured a few mouthfuls of spiritual liquid into his mouth, only then in the change of his mind, the space of the secret room was transformed into a heaven and earth scene of a tomb.

According to the memory of the burial world, I tried to walk around the tomb world, and found that the viscous space medium resistance not only disappeared, but the body was extremely light. Chen Feng was a little relieved.

A martial arts light and shadow floated not far in front of Chen Feng, his eyes, arms, and half of his body were not only glowing with petrified brilliance, but also had the slightest crack.

Chen Feng, who sighed at the mystery of Wanwu's hands. With a sinister smile on his face, he stretched out his hand to take a shot at the martial arts light and shadow that was shining through the cracks of petrified brilliance, and turned it into a round mark and attached it to the palm of his right hand.

"I believe that this is because of the petrification injury caused by the help of the heterogeneous hegemony and the opening of the immortal foundation, even if it hits the strong, it should cause a lot of trouble. Chen Feng looked at the martial arts light and shadow imprint hidden in his palm. Laughing and muttering to himself.

Unlike Chen Feng, who wanted to try the mysterious power of Wanwu Sanshou, seeing him disappear into mid-air, Yuan Miaoqi was a little secretly crazy.

Although I couldn't feel Chen Feng's breath. But the rough-clothed girl had a chill of being targeted by a poisonous snake.

"Chen Feng, if you don't come out again, don't blame me for being unkind to you. Yuan Miaoqi pretended to be calm on the surface and said in a deep voice.

"Little junior sister, what can you do if you're not welcome. Actually, you don't need to worry too much. I have no interest in you and just want to get out of this damn place. Chen Feng's laughter was so ethereal that it was difficult to identify where it came from.

Yuan Miaoqi, who secretly hated Chen Feng's shameless and obscene, did not act rashly, unlike Chen Feng's previous ban on the burial of Xia Xia, she first arrived in the scripture tomb, and she didn't know everything here.

Especially after feeling the hidden crisis in heaven and earth, Yuan Miaoqi was even more afraid of making a wrong step. Fall into a situation from which there is no return.

"If I'm not mistaken, this tomb is cut off from the outside world. If you want to get out of the water, it's a dream, it's better to come out early to see if you can share the opportunity in front of you, such a stalemate will not do you or me any good. The rough-dressed girl smiled as easily as she could.

In the space of the mysterious stone chamber transformed into the tomb world, Chen Feng watched the coarse-clothed girl with her spiritual power steaming, resisting the erosion of ancient blood qi, and couldn't help but show a smile on her face but didn't speak.

At this time, Chen Feng didn't seem to stimulate Yuan Miaoqi, for fear that she would lose control of her emotions and do something, touch the ban of the burial world, and burn a jade stone.

Different from the calm of the tomb world, since Chen Feng and Yuan Miaoqi entered the stone wall of the tomb of the Tibetan Scripture Peak one after another, the Qianji Mountain Range was turbulent.

On the hill where the stone wall of the scripture peak is located, the thin old man is hesitant pacing in front of the smooth mountain wall where the runes flow, as if he is thinking about whether to use the scripture scroll to open the entrance to the tomb.

In the past three days, even Qiao Xueqing went to the stone wall to observe several times, and her mood seemed extremely irritable.

Every time the thin old man saw Qiao Xueqing coming, he avoided as much as possible, for fear of touching the brow of the female star who was in a bad mood.

When Chen Feng was still there, because Qiao Xueqing didn't talk much and was very indifferent, the talented disciples who guarded the Ancient Scripture Pavilion were not too afraid of her.

But since Qiao Xueqing became irritable, everyone suddenly felt the atmosphere of the Gujing Pavilion and suddenly became nervous.

"Old poisonous ghost, Yuan Miaoqi has been in for three days, what are you still hanging around here, are you afraid of a fart?" Huang Wenji, who had a bruised face, walked across the suspension bridge and said to the thin old man with a slurred speech.

"You still dare to go out because you look like this, seeing that your fat head and swollen face haven't gone away for several days, you must have been secretly injured, right?" The thin old man took out his hookah and lit it and took a puff.

"Damn, the old man doesn't die, are you looking for a beating?" was ridiculed by the thin old man, and Huang Wen was extremely annoyed and angry.

"Jie Ji~~~ Little guy, the old man is not your punching bag, you talk to me, the old man, it's better to be polite, and now, I'm not in a good mood, if you don't want to be more embarrassed, you'd better not mess with me. The thin old man smiled darkly.

Seeing the ruthless appearance of the thin old man, and hearing his words again, Huang Wen couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded, and he was actually suppressed by him for a while.

After a while, Huang Wenji, who felt that he had lost face, started with fire in his heart, and he was about to attack the thin old man.

"Ignore him......"

Zi Hanying stretched out her hand and pulled it on Huang Wenji's shoulder, and shook her head solemnly.

Blocked by the crow girl Zi Hanying, Huang Wenji became a little more sensible: "Old immortal, you are lucky today, but if the master does not kill you, you will die sooner or later when you enter the tomb." ”

Looking at the mountain wall with runes of different sizes circulating, the thin old man snorted and said: "Actually, the old man has always wanted to tell you that compared to Chen Feng, you are far behind, and you want to eat behind other people's butts even if you are like you, it is simply beyond your strength." ”

Saying this in front of the thin old man in front of outsiders, Huang Wenji has almost reached the limit of patience, and his fat and swollen face even looks extremely hideous.

I don't know if Lu Dao noticed the tense atmosphere on the mountain at the entrance of the tomb, Li Zhen and others also rushed over one after another.

"Old poisonous monster, you've been studying here for a few days, have you gained anything?" The cute girl on the first layer of Qi refining in Broken Sword Peak didn't pay attention to the crazy Huang Wenji at all.

"This scripture tomb is not necessarily a place of death that can be entered and exited, not to mention the possible existence of opportunities inside, I think there must be something mysterious that everyone has not realized, but if you want to be completely sure, you have to find people who come out of the scripture tomb alive. The thin old man took out the small golden scroll and groaned.

"It seems that we have thought of it together, but the Qianji Mountain Range is not small, and it is not easy to find a master who has the intention to hide, not to mention that the person who can come out of the tomb alive may not be in the mountain range......" Speaking of which, Li Zhen seemed a little unsure.

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