After watching it for a long time, I didn't see any doorways.

The patterns on it were almost all about to merge with the stone tablet, and no matter how good his eyesight was, it was difficult to get anything unusual from the superficial patterns.

"What's the catch?" Wang Zhengfeng asked in a low voice.

"Nope. Jiang Ming shook his head.

Having said that, he had no intention of leaving.

The sword qi that made the entire ancient city tremble just now was emanating from the stone tablet. He felt that the stele was certainly not as simple as it seemed.

After thinking about it for a while, Jiang Ming looked around, found a half-rotten long sword, and silently practiced Ji Wusheng's quick sword move obtained from the mall.

Wang Zhengfeng didn't know why, and he didn't know what his intentions were.

After the quick sword drill, the stele still did not move.

Jiang Ming began to practice the Dugu Nine Swords again.

One sword, two swords..... It wasn't until the eighth sword that a faint fluctuation of sword qi finally came from the stone tablet.

On the ninth sword, Jiang Ming directly swung his sword and slashed at the stone tablet.

This is the sword intent of Dugu Jiujian, and it is the supreme sword intent that makes the kendo master Chi Tiantong invincible.

"Huh. There was a startled sound from the stele.

In Jiang Ming's heart, a confused voice suddenly appeared, "What is the swordsmanship you are making?"

"Who?" Jiang Ming was slightly shocked in his heart, and looked left and right, except for Wang Zhengfeng, there was no one else.

"No need to look for it, I'm just a remnant of consciousness. The voice seemed a little tired, but it seemed to reveal infinite remembrance. "Your swordsmanship is very good, I seem to have seen a person use it in the Immortal Heaven, but the power of your sword is far from that person. ”

"How much worse?"

"He can cut through the heavens with a single sword. A faint voice sounded.

Jiang Ming sneered, "Are you saying he's a god?"

"God?" the consciousness replied faintly, "Yes,"

"........" Jiang Ming.

If he hadn't experienced something as unbelievable as a shopping mall, his spirit would definitely not be able to stand the ravages of these bizarre things, and he would definitely go crazy.

"Can you tell me?" he asked patiently.

There was silence for a long time, and just as he thought he was indeed hallucinating, the voice of consciousness sounded again.

"Do you know what this place is? a cage created by the Void Emperor, the Lord of the Heavens, to hold prisoners who rebelled against him. The prisoners who rebelled against him had a common name - the Yellow people. I'm just a Huang guy, and I can't remember how long my body has been dead, maybe a year, maybe ten years. Anyway, I don't have many memories left. ”

"What about us, who are we?" Jiang Ming suppressed the shock in his heart and continued to ask.

"A dummy that was created. ”

Consciousness is simply speechless.

Dummy?

Jiang Ming pinched the flesh on his arm, it hurt, he was sure that his arm was real flesh and blood, not the 'dummy' that the other party said.

All this subverted the cognition in Jiang Ming's memory, and learned from the memories and books carried by the original owner of the body that the Central Plains has a history of 5,000 years. Could it be that these dummies have existed for 5,000 years?

"Your flesh and blood are real, and so is your soul. But it's just a poor person who is raised here as a landscape ornament. Consciousness sighed and said with some reluctance.

"Hehe," Jiang Ming was silent.

"I'm Huang Feng, and I'm about to dissipate. Your swordsmanship can be upgraded to a higher level, but you, and the people who were gathered here before, have not learned the exercises that can truly break the shackles of the human body. Huang Fengshu's voice revealed infinite exhaustion, but he seemed to think of something, and gradually became excited, and the stone tablet once again revealed a sword intent from Ling Tian.

A thunderous sound exploded above the ancient city.

The mysterious words sounded in everyone's ears, and Jiang Ming saw that Wang Zhengfeng, as well as the sect leader-level figures who had just come and who had not been here, all came out from all over the place, and his face was deeply shocked.

Jiang Ming silently kept the exercises in his heart, this is an exercise that needs to break through to the realm of the sixth turn to learn.

From what Huang Feng said, the Six Transformations Realm was the lowest level in the Immortal Heaven.

After the mantra was recited, the stele was quietly shattered.

"Haha, that's right, there is indeed a hidden technique in the ancient city to break through the six turns. A master-level master laughed.

"Excalibur Villa came to get people. At this time, the majestic shouting and scolding came into everyone's ears, and the owner of the Divine Sword Mountain Villa floated in.

I couldn't see that he had been sad because of the loss of his son, but at this moment he was complacent, staring at the mysterious man who was covered in black fog, and said, "Yan Xian, I came to settle a cause and effect with you today."

When saying these words, Xie Chunqiu was calm and plain, and even had a charm of a god and a Buddha smiling with flowers, which was indescribable. Obviously, Huang Feng's exercises made this middle-aged man complete a nirvana-like transformation, as if he really had an epiphany.

The black mist surged, and Yan Xian's tall and wild figure was revealed, this was a man with a cold expression, not very handsome, but there was a momentum like a sword, and the whole person was like a sharp sword out of the sheath.

"Sure enough, it's you. Xie Chunqiu was very calm.

"You got the opportunity, everyone got it too, do you think you can kill me? Yan Xian's voice was as cold as his.

'If you kill it, you can't kill it, but you will know it when you try.' Other emotions finally appeared on Xie Chunqiu's face.

Yan Xian once slashed Li Lao of the Divine Sword Villa with three swords, he did have a super cultivation that was superior to his peers, leaving an afterimage in the same place, appearing in front of Xie Chunqiu, swinging the sword and slashing out, the blade emitted a terrifying demon roar. The space around them is distorted, and this is the embodiment of absolute power.

Xie Chunqiu did not accept the invitation, but turned around and flew up, floating forward like stepping on the moon, and walked away along the ancient street.

"Yan Xian, Xiao'er, you and I will fight in another place. ”

"It's not easy to die. In the face of absolute power. All scheming was in vain. Yan Xian's self-confidence comes from being strong enough. He didn't stay for a moment. A black mist surged and chased after it.

The masters in front of the broken stone tablet did not chase down. Although it may be a rare big battle, the pinnacle showdown between the older generation and the rising star, but in the unpredictable and dangerous place of life and death, no one wants to break in, besides, now that they have all got the exercises they want, they should save their lives at this moment, who knows if the people who pressed themselves before have a deep understanding of the exercises?

The knife flashed at a glance. A piece of training pointed directly at Wang Zhengfeng's heart. Jiang Ming sensed it. But it's too late to rescue, he is still some distance away from Wang Zhengfeng, although he believes in his strength, but all the masters present are sect master-level masters, and he is still somewhat worried.

But.

Cyan brilliance surging,

Wang Zhengdi's body was shrouded in a hazy light. The flying sword light slowed down as if it had fallen into a mire. A crystal clear flying knife was fixed behind Wang Zhengfeng, only a few inches away from his back.

It's the owner of the Flying Knife Gate again.

I don't know where he provoked, and he actually shot at them three times or twice.

The mud bodhisattva still has three points of anger, Wang Zhengfeng was already hot-tempered, snorted coldly, and flew directly in the direction where the flying knife was flying.

"Not good. ”

Jiang Ming secretly said that it was not good, the other party might be a plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, the purpose was to lure Wang Zhengfeng away, so as to attack him.

He turned. Looking at the void not far away, he said, "You have successfully aroused my anger, and now, no matter who comes, I want you to die, Li Mo." ”

Wang Zhengfeng flew up, swept a blue light in the air and chased down.

Jiang Ming didn't have any delay, running the spiral nine shadows, holding the blood-drinking mad knife in his hand, he was murderous. I don't want to let Li Mo go anymore, and more importantly, it's dangerous for him to stay, so it's better to chase it down together, so that the people who secretly want to attack him can be weighed up. The figure swayed continuously. Leaving a trail of afterimages to chase down.

"The sect leader doesn't need you to make a move, I know this old Wang Ba. This time, I will definitely meet him with life and death, and I want him to understand the power of the Star Absorbing Dafa. "Wang Zhengfeng is old and strong, and he is determined to kill the enemy. The killing intent cannot be changed.

Cross a depleted dark river in front of the stone monument. In the ancient streets, Wang Zhengfeng and Jiang Ming chased after Li Mo. In the end, he recovered the stone tablet. Li Mo, who is not good at light skills, was intercepted after all.

The two masters of the righteous and demonic realms stood on both sides, quietly watching the battle. When someone was watching, Li Mo couldn't run away anymore, and a fierce battle broke out between the two. The flying knives whistled in the air, turning into brilliant rays of light and shooting towards Wang Zhengfeng.

However, when facing only one opponent, the Star Absorbing Dafa is not afraid of anyone. Wang Zhengfeng had absolute confidence that he could deal with all cultivators of the same level. The most terrifying flying knives of the Flying Knife Gate failed today, and all the flying knives were absorbed from them under Wang Zhengfeng's internal force. It became an ordinary throwing knife.

Wang Zhengfeng calmly dodged all the knives, and even cut off several of the flying knives directly in midair.

At this moment. Wang Zhengfeng shined in front of many spectators, broke the enemy with his strength, and gained the upper hand.

Although Li Moxiu is extremely strong, he is only strong in flying knives and strong in sneak attacks, and now in the face of Wang Zhengfeng, he has a sense of powerlessness that he has nowhere to go. Wang Zhengfeng was like an old demon in the world, and his body quickly approached Li Mo, and his palm turned into a claw, directly enveloping the top of Li Mo's head.

"Puff Puff"

And more than a dozen dazzling rays of light in his left palm pierced through Li Mo's body in a row, and blood arrows shot out one after another, and more than a dozen translucent wounds on Li Mo's body were gushing with blood.

Li Mo was seriously injured, and he was no longer able to resist Wang Zhengfeng absorbing his internal strength.

The cyan light curtain faded away. Li Mo's body quickly dried up, he kept coughing up blood, and laughed miserably: "After all, I died at the hands of the living, I am much luckier than you, you will all die miserably." With that, he ripped open the placket of his chest. I saw that the part of his chest was a bloody hole, although the heart was still beating in it, but it could be clearly seen that it had been pulled out by sharp claws, almost taking his heart away, and there were several scratches on his chest that were deep and bone-seeing.

It turned out that he was already seriously injured, no wonder he was bullied by Wang Zhengfeng so quickly.

Everyone looked at the wound on his chest, and they were all secretly frightened. I know that it was done by the so-called corpse slave in the cage.

I remembered what he had just said. Everyone felt a thrill down their spines. After all, this is a cage, even a person like Huang Feng, who may have surpassed the ninth turn, is also locked up here, and finally dissipates into nothingness. Even if they get the exercises now, will they be able to retreat safely?

"Roar"

An eerie roar came from the courtyards of the ancient city.

Those unconscious but outrageous corpse slaves, really can't come out of the house?

Thinking of this, I already had the idea of leaving.

It was a well-known master of the righteous path, a master in the martial arts. His long beard fluttered, turned into a streamer, and quickly rushed to the gate of the ancient city.

Just as he was about to leave the city, the eyes of the two door gods attached to the ancient city gate shot out two divine lights, instantly cutting the master into minced meat.

Before he even snorted, the titan had already died.

"This ..... What the hell is this?" someone was already talking with a crying voice. Such a scene, no one will believe it, their head, usually majestic, teaches them that they can't give up when they encounter things, and they have to die to die, at this moment, even their voices are choked.

Jiang Ming was extremely upset in his heart, and yelled at the other party: "If you cry and chirp again, I will kill you first." ”

"Amitabha, don't get angry. The Heartless Monk floated in from afar, and there were red blood stains between his robes. The few monks who followed him were now left with only the Vajra Protector with a hat, and the others should have been poisoned and went to the Western Elysium of their faith.

"This gate is supposed to be only accessible and not exitable, and the purpose is to prevent the prisoners who are being held inside. Wuxin said lightly, "But don't panic, everyone is suffering from heavy losses on all sides now, and the poor monk feels that it is time to integrate all the forces and find a way out together." ”

"United?bah, unite with you hypocritical bullshit and righteousness, Lao Tzu might as well die. You little bald donkey don't fart less. "The one who spoke was the ascetic Venerable of the Demon Sect Zen Heart Pavilion, although he was a member of the Buddhist family, he had a fiery temperament. To get to where he is today, he did not rely on the rules and precepts, but on ten years of asceticism. When you are hungry, you eat grass roots, drink dew, and when you are sleepy, you use the sky as a quilt and the earth as a bed, and sleep soundly. So what he is most unaccustomed to is the Shaolin monk who holds the sesame oil money, and the fat on his body is heavier than the sesame oil offered by the people.

"Doesn't the donor want to take the exercises out? Wuxin smiled slightly, not taking the ascetic Venerable's abuse to heart, "Now everyone is clear about the situation in the city, the evil and poor monks in the mansion have already fought each other, and they have no choice but to suffer some minor injuries, and several senior uncles have also escaped from the sea of red dust and suffering." ”

What? This little monk fought with the corpse slave, and he actually retreated?

The audience was in an uproar.

Could it be that this new abbot of Shaolin is stronger than all of them?

"The poor monk also escaped with the help of his uncles. Unintentionally seeing everyone's doubts, he explained humbly.

"I don't need to be with you when I take it out. The Ascetic Venerable let out a loud shout, and a Dharma seal was formed on his hand, like an angry Venerable, and he raised his palm and pressed it towards Wuxin.