On the second floor of the Ancient Scripture Pavilion, looking at the lines of handwriting and light texts, which were released by the black talismans, Qiao Xueqing and the others could feel the old sigh, echoing in their hearts.

"I didn't expect that terrifying stone man to be the key to lighting up the second floor of the Jing Pavilion!" Yuan Miaoqi said with a shocked expression.

It wasn't until the end of the lines of light that the name of 'Sky Shadow Demon' Ouyang Jianming was revealed.

Qiao Xueqing and Yuan Miaoqi both looked shocked, and they didn't speak for a while.

"Woo~~~"

Chen Feng's figure sitting cross-legged on the ground was slightly agitated, and the light and shadow of the Attack Martial Dao appeared, and before he had time to circulate, it had already begun to collapse out of his body.

"It's so terrifying, it's no wonder that he opened up his combat power too much before, and his petrified body beyond the burden can be recovered!" Yuan Miaoqi's eyes couldn't help but narrow when he found that the light and shadow of the attacking martial arts could actually share the damage suffered by Chen Feng's own deity.

The shattered stars of the stone man were dotted with brilliance, not only lighting up the second floor of the Scripture Pavilion, but even the intricate forbidden Xia silk on the ground and space gradually converged towards a large pile of blood-colored skeletons that were difficult to count.

Next to the skull, a mysterious forbidden array slowly rotated, and although the flowing talismans in it were extremely strange, they did not have the power of drumming at all.

In addition to sitting on the pile of skulls and bones, the body of the old man covered with skin and bones, the stone wall on the second floor of the ancient scripture pavilion is also engraved with ancient texts.

Near the pile of skulls and skulls, there is a crystal box with a mound of utensils, and each mound is not only engraved with the handwriting of the exercises, but also faintly visible the artifacts sealed in it.

At a cursory glance, it looks like a coffin-like cund. There are as many as thirty-six skeletons, just enough to pile up the skeletons in a ring, implying mysterious power.

What Qiao Xueqing cares about the most is what she cares about. It was staying on the second floor of this silent ancient scripture pavilion, and there was a very uncomfortable sense of crisis, especially after seeing the mysterious ancient texts carved on the stone wall on the second floor, the fear from the heart was even stronger.

In the process of attacking the martial arts light and shadow to disperse, Chen Feng finally broke through to the cultivation of the early stage of Tongxuan, and the essence in his body began to gradually fall back with the destruction of the martial arts light and shadow.

"It turns out that Wan Wu is no longer mysterious. It's not without burden, but it's a bit of a surprise that this guy was able to brutally defeat that terrifying stone man. "Feel Chen Feng's cultivation breath. has fallen back from the early stage of Tongxuan to the ninth layer of qi refining, and Yuan Miaoqi's secret smile has a faint and complicated emotion.

Although the second floor of the Ancient Scripture Pavilion has many items and mysteries that make people excited. But during Chen Feng's treatment. But no one acted rashly.

Time passed slowly, until the light and shadow of thousands of attacks on the martial arts collapsed and annihilated, and the fine cracks in Chen Feng's flesh gradually converged and disappeared.

"Buzz~~~"

Chen Feng, who was surrounded by a barren atmosphere, slowly opened his eyes, and his gaze just swept towards the lines of ancient texts on the second floor of the Ancient Scripture Pavilion, but it was like being struck by lightning, and the breath in his body was restless. When he opened his mouth, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"What's wrong with you?"

Seeing Chen Feng's body boiling with desolation, dense light bubbles constantly emanating from his flesh. Tu took a step forward with a worried face.

"Don't come over ......"

After spurting out a mouthful of blood, the tightness in his chest eased a little, and Chen Feng almost roared, preventing Tu Dayan from approaching.

"Chen Feng seems to be about to sit down, and the hidden power in his body is gradually collapsing and devouring his physical soul......" Yuan Miaoqi said with an incredulous and strange expression.

"It's those ancient texts on the stone wall on the second floor of this scripture pavilion......"

Qiao Xueqing's expression changed suddenly, and her hand clenched into a fist to reveal a puff of eternal brilliance, and she was about to slash at the stone wall on the second floor of the Ancient Scripture Pavilion in the air.

"Don't destroy those ancient texts, I'm fine. ”

Without waiting for Qiao Xueqing to make a move, Chen Feng opened his mouth to stop her.

"I don't know if it's the relationship between these ancient texts, the amount of power in my body also has a tendency to get out of control, and if it goes on like this, there will be big problems. Yuan Miaoqi didn't dare to pay attention at this time, and continued to focus on the stone wall on the second floor of the Jing Pavilion.

Not only Chen Feng, but also sensing the hidden Dao rhyme and power backlash, even Qiao Xueqing closed her eyes.

"I really didn't expect that the second floor of this Jing Pavilion would be such a place!" Chen Feng was full of desolate aura, and quickly gathered towards his left wrist to evacuate the threat brought by the force and the counterattack.

Drawing on Chen Feng's coping method, the glazed diamond light in Chen Meng's body also began to converge towards the glazed ring in his left hand.

"The second floor of this ancient scripture pavilion is full of strangeness, so it's better to quickly take the treasure and leave. Yuan Miaoqi was about to step forward and check the contents of the crystal box of the mound.

"Is it really so easy to take the things here?" Although Chen Feng didn't stop Yuan Miaoqi, he pondered deeply.

"What do you mean by that?"

Yuan Miaoqi was a little cautious, and asked Chen Feng, who took out the gourd and poured the spiritual liquid into his mouth.

"Buzz~~~"

Chen Feng's body shook, and a martial arts light and shadow emerged from his body, and he reunited with the body of the deity, and only after repeated tremors and half a sound did it collapse.

"I saw that the old man, as if he cherished his treasures, sat on the pile of skulls, and did not make himself a coffin, but carved a mound out of hedrons, and that alone was a little strange. Chen Feng, who had been drinking the spiritual liquid, didn't see the words resounding on the second floor of the Jing Pavilion.

"Heavenly Shadow Demon Ouyang Jianming, this person is still very famous, and he caused a lot of turmoil in the Western Ancient Region a long time ago, but I don't know if the person who walked through the ancient scripture pavilion on the first floor of the Qimen Great Array, refining the scripture scroll general order is ......" Qiao Xueqing, whose eyes were closed, had a uncertain guess.

"It should be him, on the second floor of this Ancient Scripture Pavilion, there is no trace of being touched, I believe it is impossible to go up again!" Chen Feng's voice revealed a little strangeness.

Tu Dayan glanced back at the Guli Vortex portal leading to the second floor: "If you really can't go up, then you won't be trapped here!"

As soon as he thought that there might be a strong person chasing after him on the second floor of the Jing Pavilion, Tu Dayan couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

In addition, Chen Feng had just experienced a mutual fight with the stone man, and everyone was affected by the ancient texts on the stone wall on the second floor of the Jing Pavilion, if they couldn't find a way to escape. The end can be said to have entered a desperate situation.

Although he continued to drink spiritual liquid to nourish his body, in the process of Chen Feng's desolate aura and continued to converge towards his left wrist. Its aura is getting weaker and weaker.

"Come here. ”

Yuan Miaoqi, who walked to the side of the crystal box of the mound, seemed to see something surprising, and summoned to Chen Feng and the four of them.

Unlike Chen Meng and Tu who stepped forward with a loud voice, Chen Feng, who had drunk the spiritual liquid, did not get up, but shook his shoulders, and the bones of his whole body crackled. Even the muscles were bulging with a strong breath, as if they were holding back a breath.

When Chen Feng's face turned red, and his cultivation was faintly stepping into the early stage of Tongxuan again. There was a smear of blood on the corner of his mouth.

"Don't be reluctant, you have already injured the spiritual foundation after being hit hard, and then you try to forcibly promote and cultivate, the hidden power and Dao Yun in your body. I'm afraid it's hard to suppress it. "I found that there was a terrifying aura gushing out of my body. Qiao Xueqing hurriedly reminded.

One blow, then decline, three and exhaustion, Chen Feng swelled his essence, barely stepped on the cultivation in the early stage of Tongxuan, and soon fell back to the ninth layer of qi refining.

However, the desolate light that gushed out from Chen Feng's body was like magma, burning his flesh into scorch marks just by looking at it.

Although in the past, Chen Feng was domineering because of her. Excessive opening force and Tao rhyme lead to petrification of the body. But after achieving the body of desolation, this is the first time that Qiao Xueqing has seen his body injured by the qi of desolation.

"Chen Feng, the amount of power hidden in your body has gone out of control, if you don't want to sit down, you have to hurry up and find a way, this kind of force backlash will become more and more intense. Yuan Miaoqi saw Chen Feng, whose eyes were closed, and tried her best to restrain the light of the desolation, as if she had found a bad sign.

"Don't be alarmist there, if you sit down like an old witch, I won't die. After a while, it wasn't until the desolate light calmed down a little that Chen Feng spoke.

"If it weren't for the Immortal Source Fetus, you wouldn't even be able to withstand the wave of backlash just now. Finding that Chen Feng struggled to get up, a desolate light was still rushing towards the bracelet hidden in his left wrist, and Yuan Miaoqi's expression was a lot more solemn.

Under the gaze of Qiao Xueqing and the others, Chen Feng took a shot with his right hand and took the lead in grasping the erratic black talisman in his hand.

Yuan Miaoqi was not dissatisfied with Chen Feng's actions, if it weren't for his desperate fight with the stone man, there would be no scene that everyone could see now.

"Boom~~~"

After coming into contact with the black stone talisman, not only the amount of power hidden in Chen Feng's body, but even his consciousness seemed to have exploded.

"Later people, although I don't know your situation, but seeing you is fate, if you are affected by the ancient mantra on the stone wall, then you can only go here, this mixed yuan talisman, only rely on their own strength, strong will can be collected. The consciousness space existing in the black talisman lit up, and an old man with flesh and blood sat on the pile of skulls as if looking at Chen Feng with a smile.

Although the spiritual sense clearly felt the existence of the consciousness space in the black talisman, Chen Feng's body did not enter, and he did not even have any communication with the flesh-and-blood old man.

"Bring the Mixed Yuan Talisman forward, there is the amount of power I left behind. The old man continued.

Although there was something strange about the old man's residual consciousness that seemed to be flesh and blood, Chen Feng still walked forward for a distance and came to the edge of a mound by feeling.

"Essence Bone Sword, used in the Qi refining period, forcibly seized and brutalized the weak, and then destroyed and abandoned the ......" The consciousness space in the black talisman gradually changed, quickly revealing the situation of a young man practicing swordsmanship hard to the point of constantly fighting with others.

The tiny sword technique text engraved on the crystal box, under the faint residual consciousness aura released by the black talisman, also seemed to come to life, and fell off the surface of the crystal box, turning into a mysterious and dancing sword rhyme light and shadow.

Yuan Miaoqi didn't know the consciousness space in the black talisman of the Dao Dao, but she could see the changes in the crystal box of the mound.

In the process of dancing with the rhyme of the sword technique, the crystal box of the mound was also slowly opened in the call, and the eight small swords made of pure essence elements flew smartly with the rhyme of the sword technique.

It took half a pillar of incense until the Great Wilderness Sword Technique came to an end, and it was combined into the light and shadow of the giant sword technique, swinging on a line of ancient texts on the stone wall on the second floor of the Ancient Scripture Pavilion.

"Be careful......

Seeing the lit up line of ancient texts on the stone wall and taking off the scroll towards Chen Feng, Qiao Xueqing, who was cautiously paying attention to the situation in the Jing Pavilion, disregarded her own safety, showed her fist and fluffed up the power of the immortal fist, and her body was already shooting towards the ancient text that was wrapped like a whip.

"Boom~~~"

didn't wait for Qiao Xueqing's fist power to hit a line of brilliant ancient texts. The delicate body was swept away by a devastating force.

The current situation was completely unexpected by Chen Feng, and he had a feeling. The line of ancient inscriptions that took off the entangled scroll from the stone wall was not rushed to the black talisman in his hand.

I wanted to let go of the black talisman in my hand, but the talisman seemed to have a strange sticky force, and I couldn't shake it off if I stuck it in my hand.

"Woo~~~"

In the ancient text scroll like a talisman whip, Chen Feng's figure was brought up and rotated, and his body was surging wildly with the rhyme of desolation and the rhyme of the stars.

"Roar~~~"

A painful roar came out of Chen Feng's mouth, and his entire body was in shape. It seems to be about to collapse in the process of reversing the strength of the force.

Even Qiao Xueqing, who was swept away, was constantly churning with immortal qi, like a dense bulging light explosion.

"Stay away from them. If you go up, you will be sent to death, and you will not solve any problems. Yuan Miaoqi looked frightened, suppressed her own restless momentum and breath, and hurriedly retreated towards the Guli Vortex portal on the second floor.

I thought I could collect some chances. No one thought of the sword weapon that the essence in the crystal box of the mound. It will cause an accident on the stone wall of the pavilion.

"Don't panic ......"

At the first time when Chen Feng endured the pain of locking his body with a line of ancient texts, he thought of a lot of ways to deal with it, including completely opening up the hidden strength and forcibly breaking the ancient texts that were gradually imprinted on his body.

I have been in the world for 5,000 years, defeated the Dao Demon Hero, and I am immortal and powerful, and it is difficult to find a way to resist, and I am helpless. Only by exploring the secret place, this life is lonely. But unexpectedly, all of what he learned and practiced was illusory, alas, and regretted it later......

Recalling the shocking handwriting released by the black talisman before, and then thinking of the situation between himself and Qiao Xueqing, Chen Feng's mind flashed like a flash of inspiration, and he quickly gave up the idea of forcibly breaking the ancient text of the lock, and the vast desolate qi hidden in his body was already under the traction of his mind, and quickly poured into the desolate bracelet.

"Sneer!sneer!snort~~~"

The ancient texts were deeply imprinted into Chen Feng's skin, and they accelerated the rejection of the xenomorphic power in his body.

Seeing that a line of ancient texts was almost incompatible with the Xingyan Dao rhyme gushing out of Chen Feng's body, and in the process of Guanghua touching, a mist-like spiritual rhyme was constantly filled, Yuan Miaoqi quickly glanced towards the stone wall of the Jing Pavilion.

Confirm that on the stone wall on the second floor of the Jing Pavilion, there are a total of 36 vertical lines of ancient texts, and Yuan Miaoqi has been more sure that the 36 bodies in the mound are made of pure essence, and the relationship between the second layer of the Jing Tomb.

Obviously, these thirty-six mounds were left by the Heavenly Shadow Demon Ouyang Jianming, but why would he do this, and what was the purpose of it, Yuan Miaoqi was not completely sure.

In the consciousness space of the black talisman, the various experiences of the young man were like a fast-playing picture, and they did not stop because Chen Feng was locked by a line of ancient texts.

Chen Feng's chest was brightened by Qiu Hong's Guiyuan seal, which was also squeezed out by the ancient literary atmosphere and gradually collapsed.

"Bad guy, don't you know what you're doing for the spirit element?"

Just when Chen Feng's mind changed sharply and he was thinking about how to deal with it, the voice of the little guy Zhu'er sounded in his mind.

"When is it, still talking about this, hurry up and find a way to deal with the current crisis......" For Zhu'er to speak out at this time, Chen Feng seemed a little angry.

In the mysterious stone chamber of the Pearl of Desolation, the black hairball the size of a fist before, after devouring one hundred and eleven black beast bones, actually seemed to be inflated and expanded to the size of a house, and the huge black hairball was surrounded by a faint aura of ancient terror.

Pearl's naked slender feet stood next to the huge black hairball, her pretty face full of surprise.

Fortunately, the swollen black fur ball still stopped, and he didn't take advantage of the chaos to do anything that Chen Feng regretted.

When he was targeted by the old demons of Changchun before, Chen Feng even suspected that the hateful little black hairball was deliberately provoked to eat those beast bones under his difficult circumstances.

"If you don't want to live or die, don't hurry up and introduce Xingyan Daoyun into the bracelet. Zhu'er said something that made Chen Feng a little unacceptable.

"No, in order to create this body rhyme, I have paid the price of closing the sea of knowledge, how can I say that I will give up if I give up......" Chen Feng stubbornly refused to listen to Zhu'er's persuasion.

"That Xingyan Dao Yun is just the pseudo-power that you achieved with the help of the Desolation Bracelet, it is rare that the powerhouse of the Nine Baths Heavenly Tribulation can dissolve the remaining mortal ancient power and lead down the mortal ancient mantra on the stone wall of this scripture pavilion, do you want to give up the opportunity to achieve the Great Perfection Body?" Zhu'er stomped her foot angrily, as if she was a little anxious about Chen Feng's stubbornness.

"Even if it is a pseudo-power, absorbed by the tree of Dao Yun, everything I have done is in vain, and I can't make any waves at all, as long as I don't die, I can't give up my hard-won results. Chen Feng's voice was full of trembling roars.

"It's not enough to die, it's just that you want to use the ancient incantation to refine the Xingyan Dao rhyme, I'm afraid the days ahead will be very difficult, although you have achieved the body of the desolation, but you have been using the power of the desolation bracelet, which is also the reason why you have not been able to cultivate your own spiritual element, if it goes on like this for a long time, you will inevitably be unable to bear the heavy burden of the hidden power and Dao rhyme, and you will be swallowed by the power of the different species in the end. Zhu'er pouted in annoyance.

"As the owner of the bland bracelet, it's not a big deal to borrow a little bit of strength from the artifact, and my situation is not optimistic, even if it's pseudo-power, it's good to be able to drive, I need strong combat power. Although Chen Feng was thoughtful, he was extremely hard-mouthed.

"Do you think that just by pinning your hopes on the subtlety of Wanwu San, you can unscrupulously open up your pseudo-power? Not only will your body and soul be unable to bear this burden, but your inner connotation will also be slowly hollowed out, and every time this pseudo-power is added, it will invisibly affect your artistic conception, just like what the old man said in his book, the combat power you are advocating now is all illusory, and it is getting farther and farther away from the truth. Zhu'er Zhengse persuaded Chen Feng.

(Thank you for the 1888 starting point coin reward for coming to catch the dragon, and ask for the recommendation votes of all book friends.) (To be continued......)