If he was just an ordinary Demon Pattern Master, Feng Qinglang didn't believe that Shen Qianyue could keep himself safe from such a distance, because he had also been to the Firmament Realm.

Shen Qianyue's face finally sank slightly, but he soon smiled dumbly and said, "The mercenary's salary has been doubled!"

The face of the old man next to Shen Qianyue was even more ugly, and it was not a good precedent to temporarily increase the remuneration or double it......

Who would have expected Feng Qinglang not to care about his mood at all, and replied decisively: "Three times!" as if he had expected Zuihou Shen Qianyue to make such an offer.

Shen Qianyue didn't hesitate, and said with a smile: "Deal!"

"Okay!" so many people witnessed, Feng Qinglang was not worried about the other party's debts, smiled at Beatrice, said that there was no need to worry, and walked out of the crowd and walked towards the doom everyone.

At this time, another middle-aged woman beside Shen Qianyue whispered a few words in his ear, probably telling Shen Qianyue that even Shen Qianyue couldn't help but show a trace of pain in his face......

Feng Qinglang strode into the camp of the Doom Tribe like this, and passed by the murderous black-masked man, the gray-masked man behind him stepped sideways, and the Doom crowd followed suit, immediately making way for him, allowing him to walk very imposingly.

The old man beside Shen Qianyue couldn't help but slander: Now I can't see where he is afraid of death.

Feng Qinglang knew that when he walked over, he would not have the slightest risk, and he was very calm.

When he arrived at the ancient coffin, the eighth child had obviously seen a lot of sunny magic patterns, and he had a good impression of Feng Qinglang, and greeted: "Sunny, please come up." ”

The ancient coffin was a bit tall, beyond Feng Qinglang's requirement that he not lose his spiritual sea, so he smiled at a burly man guarding under the ancient coffin: "Please stand here a little, I will borrow your shoulder." ”

Most of the demon pattern masters are not high-strengthened, and the big man can only pinch his nose to admit it, and he takes a few steps across according to his words, Feng Qing said "xiexie", and then jumped up, stepped on the shoulder of the big man, and then gently patted the coffin lid, and stood firmly on the coffin.

There are hundreds of magic patterns on the lid of the coffin, intertwined into a petal-like shape, but a small piece is vacant in the center of the petal, which is the space left for the magic pattern to answer the question.

The old man, known as the eighth old, said in a low voice: "This should be a magic pattern lock with a loop structure, but for the time being, I can't tell which magic pattern the first ring is." ”

Feng Qinglang nodded, but instead of squatting down to touch those bumpy magic patterns like the old man, he memorized them silently, and then beckoned to the big man below: "Hey, man, please go over there a little." ”

The big man had no choice but to stand in the requested position, which was between the two coffins.

Feng Qinglang jumped down, stepped on the shoulder of the big man, and came to another coffin, Lao Ba hurriedly followed, the magic pattern here formed another petal, but the shape was different.

Feng Qinglang didn't care about everyone's gaze, and looked at all the coffin lids before saying to the old man: "This is the petal of the magnolia, just nine petals! This is not a single loop structure, but a chain loop structure." If we solve the puzzle independently, we will never find the answer. ”

Lao Badao: "Do you want to be in order?"

Feng Qinglang praised: "That's right, that's right! Let's assume that this is a white magnolia, and it is slowly blooming at this time, so the order in which the magic pattern is filled in must be the same as the order in which it is opened!"

The eighth child was praised by Feng Qinglang, as if he was very happy, and nodded frequently.

Feng Qinglang continued: "The first petal that opens is the second coffin lid over there, and its magic pattern should be ......"

He described the order of the solution and the magic pattern of the solution to the old man in detail, and the old man was a straight man, and he couldn't help but sigh: "I see! Your Excellency, you really live up to your reputation! Let me think for myself, I don't know how long it will take to come up with the correct answer." Well, let's unravel these patterns right away......"

When he said this, he saw Feng Qinglang looking at him with a smile, and he realized that the two sides were in different camps, and he couldn't help but smile awkwardly.

Feng Qinglang said: "That, Your Excellency, I'm glad that I have studied a magic pattern topic with you, if you don't mind, can you wait for me to walk back before I start filling in the magic pattern answer." ”

Seeing that Lao Ba nodded without hesitation, Feng Qinglang jumped off the coffin, this time he no longer passed through the crowd, but bypassed the people of the Doom Tribe and returned to the Holy Spirit camp, and automatically consciously followed the flank of the Holy Spirit camp and returned to the back of the line.

At this time, he was no longer the focus, people's eyes were all focused on the old eight, only to see him come to the second coffin lid on the right, quickly painted, it seems that he should have filled in the correct answer, the entire coffin and the pillar of the base have turned turquoise, like warm jade.

The lid of the coffin was not opened, and the eighth child came to another coffin lid and quickly filled in the painting again......

The coffins seemed to be lit up, and they turned turquoise.

zuihou, the eighth came to the lid of the coffin in the center, looked up, and found that the whole shijie seemed to be temporarily holding his breath, he took a deep breath, bowed his fingers, and waved!

A coffin was lit up, and with it, the entire magnificent hall was lit up!

The petals on the lids of the nine coffins seemed to come to life, slowly floating up from the lids of the coffins, so frightened that the eighth hurriedly jumped down from above, the petals floated higher and higher, and the entire hall was rendered turquoise by an inexplicable liliang with the height of their fluttering.

When they reach the top, the whole shijie is already green, making people feel as if they are in a large piece of fine jasper.

The petals were reassembled on the dome of the hall, just with the bud pattern on the original dome, forming a lifelike magnolia, three-dimensional blooming on everyone's heads, even the black masked man finally couldn't help but raise his eyes to watch and feel this magical scene.

There was no wind in the hall, but the "white magnolia" fluttered gently, as if there was a breeze blowing, and then, the nine coffin lids slid open neatly, and the heartbeat of the whole audience also stopped, and the black mask man's eyes returned to Shen Qianyue for the first time, but he found that Shen Qianyue's always calm face was full of surprise, as if he had found something strange, although the black mask man did not dare to let down his vigilance, but he couldn't help but turn his head sideways and look in the direction of the coffin.

I saw that under the lid of the coffin, a rainbow-like seven-colored mist gushed out, quickly blending with each other, obviously looking demonic, but exuding peace and righteousness.

Feng Qinglang couldn't help but praise in a low voice: "Magic pattern plus illusion plus magic, what a big investment." The owner of this place must have been very rich in his lifetime!"

Beatrice smiled, and the eyes of the people around her seemed to jump a little.

The mist gradually transformed into a real person, this is a man with an unusually heroic appearance, he does not look old, but he exudes the vicissitudes of life, it is difficult to identify the real age, he slowly swept the hall with his gaze, as if he had communicated with everyone's gaze, the amazing coercion was not intentional, but the breath that had been a supreme existence, even pressed most of the people in the hall couldn't help but kneel, prostrate on the ground.

This is just a phantom woven by magic patterns, Feng Qinglang's mind only moved slightly, and there was no need to use the liliang of the spiritual sea to resist, naturally it had no effect, but Beatrice beside him could also stand straight, which surprised him a little, and he couldn't help but laugh in a low voice: "It turns out that your spiritual cultivation is not bad!"

Beatrice smiled: "That's nature, a lot of legendary-level materials, if you don't have enough spiritual power, you can't look at them directly......" secretly exclaimed in her heart, her entire spiritual sea was running, and she was able to keep standing and not let herself kneel, but Feng Qingyun was so light that it was like the coercion in front of her did not exist at all.

At this time, in the smoke, there was suddenly a short old man next to the phantom of the handsome man, he seemed to come from the void, and just entered the smoke, the old man complained: "Lord Night Emperor, the burning of the magic pattern has begun, don't pose, hurry up and speak." Now the cost is measured in seconds!"

Everyone was shocked and excited, and the horror was that it was just an image of the Demon Pattern burning, but the coercion made so many people kneel down and worship...... I'm excited, Night Emperor Tian! This is really the handiwork of Night Emperor Tian!