I'm stuck on the same day for 3000 years

Chapter 69 I Don't Hate the Ancients, I Don't See You 【Please recommend】

"You can even easily resist this demonic poisonous gas. It seems that the description of the effect of the Purple Mist Cold Soul Grass in the "Spiritual Grass Sutra" is very accurate. Sure enough, everything in the world is mutually generated and restrained."

"I just don't know what's going on with Senior Brother Jianbei. In a place like this filled with evil spirits, one carelessness may turn into a wild beast like that man."

Thinking of this, Xu Feng quickened his pace, turned into an afterimage and quickly penetrated into the fourth ring.

The Tomb of the Human King may be in the deepest part of the secret realm, and when the evil spirit erupts, the entrance will appear.

And Chen Jianbei's purpose was to obtain some stone men who ran out from under the blood monument at the deepest part of the fourth ring every time the secret realm was opened.

These stone men are extremely strange, not only with life, but also with all kinds of strange treasures.

As long as these stone figures are smashed, it is possible to obtain a jade slip inscribed with martial arts supernatural powers, or some kind of high-grade magic weapon.

What's more, they are also carrying the fruit of heaven and earth.

However, these stone men themselves also have strange combat power.

Often the stronger the combat power, the stronger and more precious the things in his body.

It is rumored that Nixuanzong's low-grade broken spirit finger was obtained from one of the stone figures by Nixuan senior.

It's just that more and more monks have come here to hunt for treasures for thousands of years, and the treasures in the stone men's bodies are becoming less and less.

In the end, even in some years, there was nothing in the body of those stone figures.

That's why it's the turn of some third-rate sects to enter this secret realm now, and today's first-rate sects simply don't like this place at all.

And Chen Jianbei's goal was the stone man under the blood stele.

Even Xu Feng was very curious about how the stone man came into being, and where the strange treasures in their bodies came from, but he had no idea about these strange treasures.

He has more important things to do.

The closer to the core of the secret realm, the more intense the shouts and fights mixed with the cries of flood dragons.

Faintly, bursts of dragon chant continued to roar, making people's hearts tremble.

"The Liuyan Chijiao seems to have confronted some monks, but I don't know who would dare to provoke the Chijiao who should have the cultivation level of Poying."

As Xu Feng moved forward, a valley in this basin appeared in front of his eyes.

The environment in the valley is desolate, and from time to time there are dark red magma veins exposed on the surface.

In the depths of the valley, there is a huge blood-colored stone monument.

The whole body of the stele is dark red and vicissitudes, and the surface is covered with scars, as if the marks left by the axes and knives in the endless years.

Below the stele, a huge tree branch nest was scattered, as if it had been knocked apart.

And on the rock wall at the lower left of the lair, a deep hole with a diameter of about three meters seemed to lead to the nether world, continuously blowing out bursts of monster energy.

The entire stele seems to be suppressing this hole full of evil spirits.

As soon as he entered the valley, his eyes were attracted by the blood-colored stone tablet, and he couldn't leave it anymore.

If someone looked at Xu Feng carefully, they would find the shock in his eyes.

It was as shocking as the scene of the giant in the starry sky that I saw after the brief completion of the Blood Tempering Chapter of Rage God Art.

On the [-]-meter-tall stone tablet, only one line of characters was engraved in the ancient script of Xuanjie.

"If I don't hate the ancients, I don't see them, if I hate the ancients, I don't see them!"

Xu Feng murmured.

There are only two characters at the signature.

"White".

King Bai Cang!

The last human king of the mysterious human race!
The legendary Daoxu Realm peerless powerhouse who has never been seen in ancient times!
If I don't hate the ancients, I don't see them, if I hate the ancients, I don't see them!
mad!
Insolent!

How crazy!

Only when you really see this huge and desolate stone tablet, and see the words that are so arrogant that they want to soar into the sky, can you have a glimpse of the demeanor of the king who has disappeared in the eternal history!
Taking a deep breath, Xu Feng suppressed the shock in his heart. The King of Ren has passed away, and the most important thing now is the tomb of the King of Ren.

There, the inheritance of the human king should exist.

And he came to the southern part of Chiyu for this inheritance!
Turning his eyes slightly, he was at the bottom of the valley, outside the dragon's lair.

Several figures were fighting with a miniature red dragon that was only about two meters long. The supposedly huge dragon was only this size at the moment, and its aura was no more than the tenth layer of Yuanjing.

From the looks of it, it seems that the demon spirit of the demon clan has left the body.

But this demon spirit is obviously very weak, that's why the monks around it survived.

The so-called demon spirits are like divine infants born from human monks, but the monster race's special life makes their demon spirits possess spirituality very early.

Xu Feng has never seen most of these monks around, but all of them are masters of the eighth layer of Yuanjing!
And it seems that they are all strong at least green crystals!
Judging from their attire, they are definitely not the second-rate sect disciples near Liuyan Secret Realm, but they look like members of Yinshagu and Dianxing sects in the west of Chiyu.

Only one of them was familiar to Xu Feng.

This person was dressed in simple black, holding an inconspicuous Qingfeng sword in his hand, and even his every move was extremely ordinary.

Moreover, this person's cultivation is no more than the fifth level of Yuanjing.

However, when everyone in the field looked at this person, their eyes were shocked. Every time he slashed, a deep sword mark would be left on the dragon's body.

As for the others, apart from the person with the highest cultivation level in Xingzong and the rough man from Jindaomen, this person is actually in the first echelon of strength! !
This person is exactly Chen Jianbei.

Chen Jianbei really realized his sword intent under his guidance.

The Qingfeng sword in his hand was fast and sometimes slow, making people dazzled, but at the same time, each sword carried a hint of cutting through everything.

"I realized the spirit-slaying sword intent first, perfected the spirit-slashing sword technique, and then realized the fast-slow sword intent. My senior brother is really stubborn and a genius!"

Xu Feng smiled faintly, feeling very happy in his heart.

Chen Jianbei is a green crystal monk, now with the blessing of two sword intents, within the primordial crystal, unless he is a tenth-level monk of blue crystal or amethyst, Chen Jianbei is already invincible.

This is the horror of sword repair.

But compared to Jianzong's inner disciples, this step came a bit late.

But it doesn't matter, there are often people who come from behind.

Although the sword cultivator progressed slowly, every step forward was bound to shock the world.

Looking at the battle below, Xu Feng didn't intend to participate, let alone approach, but just stood quietly on the mountain wall to watch the battle.

Sensing the breath of Qi and blood carefully, there are more than ten monks who think the same as Xu Feng around the valley.

These people should all be second-rate sect inner disciples or even direct disciples who came to this Liuyan secret realm.

And they were also waiting, not for the result of the following battle, but for the appearance of the stone man.

Their purpose is the same as Chen Jianbei's.

However, if something happens to the red jiao in the valley, they don't mind stepping in. After all, a red jiao in the infant stage can be said to be full of treasures.

Soon, the battle situation below changed.

I saw the Yinsha Valley disciple wearing a scorpion robe suddenly throw a handful of gray powder at the red dragon's eyes. This powder was so terrifying that it turned the head of the red dragon demon spirit into a black dragon in an instant. Gray-black.

It made the Scarlet Flood Dragon Demon Spirit look like it was poisoned!
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