I!Wine Sword Immortal, signed in Shushan for 500 years

Chapter 286 Above the Ancient Tomb, the Meteor Immortal Mask

Chu Feng can be regarded as a well-read and well-informed person, but he still didn't see what kind of material the black mask was made of.

The black mask shone with a strange luster, and it was slightly heavy and cool to the touch.

"Although I don't know how to use this black mask, but according to my battle with Qian Jiao just now, this black mask should have space ability."

Chu Feng looked at the black mask and analyzed.

In his fight with Qianjiao just now, the golden lightsaber directly penetrated Qianjiao's body. This kind of ability cannot be possessed by thaumaturgy, so Chu Feng attributed this ability to the effect brought by the black mask.

"It's just a pity, I don't know how to use the ability of this black mask?"

"Put it on directly?"

Chu Feng held his chin, revealing a look of deep thought.

Although it was dangerous to wear this black mask on his face rashly, but Chu Feng felt that wealth and wealth were in danger, so he had to give it a try.

The next moment, Chu Feng took a deep breath and slowly put the black mask on his face.

The moment he put on the black mask, Chu Feng became dizzy for a while, and then the world in front of him changed.

It was a huge ancient tomb. There were many people gathered around the ancient tomb. These people were constantly fighting. They turned their hands into clouds and covered their hands with rain, and they had the power to open mountains and seas with just one blow.

To put it bluntly, the worst of these people are all at the same level as Chu Feng. As for the more powerful ones, they can turn the world into a shambles with a single blow, and they have the aura of burning the sky and destroying the earth.

"The [Meteor Immortal Mask] is mine!"

"No, it's mine! Only I can have the [Falling Immortal Mask]!"

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In front of the huge ancient tomb, the fighting people were chattering, and their eyes were all on the black mask on the top of the ancient tomb.

Ok?
Isn't this the mask I just put on!
Chu Feng recognized at a glance that the black mask on the top of the ancient tomb was the black mask he was wearing.

At this moment, an unknown person slashed at the black mask with a palm knife. The black mask made a whimpering sound, and then disappeared into the shattered void.

When Chu Feng saw this, the screen also disappeared, and what came into view was the mass grave where he had just fought with Qian Jiao.

"In front of the ancient tomb, so many strong men are vying for this black mask. It seems that this black mask has a very old history."

"And from what they said, this black mask is called [Meteor Immortal Mask], and the name is quite domineering!"

Chu Feng held his chin and muttered.

Next, he took off the [Meteor Immortal Mask] and put it on again. There was no other picture in front of him, it was still a mass grave.

It seems that if you take off the [Falling Immortal Mask] and put it on again, you will not be able to get any information about the [Falling Immortal Mask].

Chu Feng thought to himself.

At this moment, Chu Feng found wisps of white moonlight slowly entering the [Falling Immortal Mask], and with the entry of moonlight, [Falling Immortal Mask] became more black and translucent.

"If my guess is correct, this [Falling Immortal Mask] can increase its strength by absorbing moonlight."

"In other words, after [Falling Immortal Mask] absorbs enough moonlight, it should be able to let me know some of its secrets."

Chu Feng propped his chin and guessed.

Soon, Chu Feng returned to the canyon where Chu Zhan and others were stationed. Now that Qianjiao had been killed, Chu Feng planned to talk to Chu Zhan tomorrow, and then went to the [Fire Valley] to look for the [Earth Flame Fruit]. trace.

……

And this time.

Inside a mansion in the Western Regions.

"I don't know if Qian Jiao has investigated that Chu Feng for clues."

The saint of the Demon Cult, Liu Xi murmured to herself while holding a wine glass, staring at the stars outside the window.

It can be seen that there is a hint of worry in Liu Xi's eyes.

Liu Xi herself couldn't explain why she was so worried.

Perhaps it has something to do with the successive fall of the hall masters of the Evil Demon Cult.

"Qianjiao has been with the leader for the longest time, so nothing should happen."

Liu Xi comforted herself, and then drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

But just when she put down her wine glass, a sudden change occurred.

Click.

A crisp voice suddenly rang in Liu Xi's ear.

"This voice is the broken voice of my high-level spirit jade slip, could it be?"

Liu Xi's face was serious, feeling very bad.

As far as she knew, among the top leaders of the Demon Cult, only two people were walking outside, one was Qianjiao, and the other was [Magic Sha] who was already heading to the [Valley of Flame] in the south of the Tang Dynasty.

With a flash of Liu Xi's figure, she came to the place where the jade slips of the spirits of the high-ranking Evil Cult were placed.

Below that, there was a broken soul jade slip. When Liu Xi saw the name on it, his expression was extremely ugly.

"Qianjiao, Qianjiao is dead!"

"My Evil Cult thinks that the hall master died again. What's going on?"

"First Yinshan, then Pei Nan, and then Qian Jiao who investigated the cause of Pei Nan's death died!"

Liu Xi frowned.

These are the three masters of the God Transformation Realm!
For a big power like the Evil Demon Sect, the loss of three masters of the God Transformation Realm was very painful.

"We still have to inform the leader immediately about this matter."

Although Liu Xi knew that he might be scolded if he told Xie Sanxiao, but he couldn't care less about it.

He took out the jade slips and applied the printing method. After a while, the jade slips shone brightly, and the phantom of Xie Sanxiao appeared in the jade slips.

Because Xie Sanxiao's [Heavenly Devil Divine Art] is about to be completed, he didn't have to practice death, and Liu Xi was able to contact Xie Sanxiao in one click.

"Liu Xi, what's the matter?"

Xie Sanxiao didn't talk nonsense, and asked directly.

"Master, something is wrong, another hall master of our Demon Sect has died."

Liu Xi gritted her teeth and said.

"what?"

"Another hall master died?"

Xie San smiled and frowned, then asked, "Who is it?"

"It's a diving dragon."

"What? It's him?"

"If I remember correctly, this Qianjiao died went to the Tang Dynasty to investigate the cause of Pei Nan's death."

"Yes, Qianjiao found out that before Pei Nan's death, he came into contact with a mysterious pilgrim holding the [Tang Wang Ling], and then died."

"Recently, Qian Jiao found out that Chu Feng, the honorary elder of the Shushan Sword Sect, possesses [Tang Wangling]."

Liu Xi answered truthfully.

"Chu Feng, the honorary elder of Shushan Sword Sect?"

"Is this person very strong?"

Xie San asked with a smile.

"This Chu Feng's strength is not strong, but he is only in the early stage of Yuanying."

"In the early days of Yuanying? It is absolutely impossible to kill Qianjiao. Could it be that Qianjiao met some mysterious opponent in the Tang Dynasty? Overseas monks?"

Xie San smiled and propped his chin, guessing.

He knows the group of people on the Overseas Immortal Continent very well. Those group of people are powerful. Although Qian Jiao's strength is good, if he really meets them, he may die.

but.

Under the premise of no conflict of interests, overseas monks will not easily do it, let alone a life-and-death struggle.

"Master, do we need to send people to continue investigating the cause of Qianjiao's death? Or should we continue to send people to investigate that Chu Feng?"

Liu Xi asked.

(End of this chapter)