Ling Feng entered the main hall of the Bronze Immortal Palace and was immediately shocked. Looking around, the entire main hall was dead silent and extremely dark. Looking around, it was empty and nothing could be seen.
No legendary treasures or opportunities could be seen at all. He could only see the rusty bronze ground under his feet and the black mist. Even those people who came in front of him and behind him, Ling Feng could not see at this moment.
Can't see.
Ling Feng even wanted to turn around and take a look at the bronze door he had just entered, but was horrified to find that he was surrounded by a dark room behind him, making him completely lose his sense of direction.
Ling Feng took a few steps back, trying to find the door, but was horrified to find that he was lost here.
What's even more frightening is that the thick black fog around him can't even penetrate his consciousness. The black fog is even swallowing his consciousness. Ling Feng was so scared that he quickly withdrew his consciousness. He didn't want to let it go.
My own soul is hurt.
What frightened Ling Feng even more was that the black mist around him was still unknowingly eroding towards him, as if it was going to swallow him completely.
Upon seeing this, Ling Feng quickly put up his spiritual power shield and used his spiritual power to resist the erosion of the black mist. After the black mist hit the spiritual power shield, it began to swallow up Ling Feng's spiritual power like maggots attached to the bones, but the swallowing was not enough.
The speed is not fast, Ling Feng can still hold on for a while.
While Ling Feng held up his spiritual shield to resist the erosion of the black mist, he walked in the direction sensed by the sword soul.
Although Ling Feng at this moment was completely disoriented like a person lost in the desert, from the moment he entered the hall, the God-killing Sword in his hand began to tremble continuously, and the familiar feeling became more and more familiar.
strong.
Ling Feng quickly walked forward in the direction sensed by the sword soul. No matter what, he had to find this thing first.
Ling Feng looked around as he walked. Although the black fog blocked his vision and could only see less than a hundred meters, Ling Feng was still very curious and curious about what was in the Bronze Immortal Palace.
Where are the legendary treasures and opportunities?
Ling Feng couldn't help shouting: "Thank you, senior brother?"
"Mei'er?"
"Wu Liang?"
Ling Feng called out the names of three people in succession, but received no response, so Ling Feng gave up.
Ling Feng was walking alone in the black mist. As he walked, Ling Feng discovered that there was a scratch on the bronze ground under his feet. Although this scratch was only the length of a palm, it was very clear and even had a scratch on it.
There is residual sword intent.
Ling Feng looked at the sword marks in front of him in shock. The entire Bronze Immortal Palace was made of a magical bronze, which was extremely hard. The ground here was as indestructible as the door outside.
So many people were unable to leave any traces on it, but on the ground in front of them, someone was able to leave a sword mark on it, which shows how strong the person holding the sword was.
Ling Feng checked around, but found no other traces, so he had no choice but to continue moving forward.
As he walked, Ling Feng saw another pile of broken copper and iron on the ground. After careful identification, he found that these should be the weapons left by the people who came here before. However, they had been eroded by the years and were now gone.
It became scrap metal.
Ling Feng felt a little emotional, the power of time is the strongest. Unless he becomes an immortal and becomes an eternal existence, no one can withstand the erosion of time, and sooner or later he will sleep in the long river of time.
But Ling Feng had another question in his mind: Are there immortals in this world? Do immortals exist?
Ling Feng didn't know, couldn't figure it out, and simply didn't think about it so much. Immortality was really illusory to him at this moment. At this moment, he was down-to-earth, practicing hard, and improving his cultivation level was the real thing.
As for whether you can become an immortal and whether immortals exist, let's wait until we get to that point.
Ling Feng was thinking very freely. At this moment, he only wanted to improve his strength so that he could go to the Ling Family in the Central Region to avenge his father, so that he could kill Thunder Tiger and defeat Jian Xingyun.
Ling Feng continued to walk forward. As he walked, he saw another corpse. This corpse was wearing the clothes of Tianjian Sect. Lingfeng looked at it carefully and found out that this corpse was Tianjian Sect who had just entered here.
A man in the clan.
Ling Feng never expected that someone from the Tianjian Sect would die here, and judging from the appearance of this person, he was covered in black mist, and his whole body was purple-black. He looked like he had been poisoned. His face was ferocious, and his chest was
It has a sword mark.
Ling Feng estimated that this person was either plotted by someone, or was attacked by the black mist and died. In the end, it was too painful, so he had to kill himself with a sword.
No matter what, Ling Feng also realized the danger here.
Ling Feng also began to be cautious. At this moment, his spiritual power had been consumed a lot. Ling Feng kept drinking the spiritual liquid that he had filled outside to replenish the spiritual power in his body.
He didn't want to run out of spiritual power and die from being eroded by the black mist, so he could only constantly replenish the spiritual power in his body to keep himself in peak condition, so that he could cope with unknown dangers.
Ling Feng quickened his pace and walked towards the direction that the sword soul sensed. On the way, Ling Feng met another corpse. However, this corpse was not just dead. This corpse had become a skeleton. At first glance, he didn't know it was dead.
How long has it been?
However, even after being dead for so long, the bones of this corpse are still crystal clear. He must have been a great body-refining master when he was alive.
Ling Feng searched for it and found that this person didn't leave anything behind. He shook his head in disappointment and continued to move forward.
Along the way, Ling Feng kept encountering more than a dozen corpses. Some were just skeletons, while others were still lifelike after years, no different from when they were alive.
But without exception, these corpses are of people who have been dead for who knows how many years. There are piles of scraps and scraps of metal next to these corpses.
Ling Feng estimated that the weapons and magic weapons they used during their lifetime could not withstand the erosion of time and eventually turned into scrap metal.
Ling Feng suddenly realized at this moment that there were rumors outside that there were many treasures and opportunities in this immortal palace, which must be referring to these dead bodies.
Some corpses will leave inheritance before death, and it is a great opportunity for someone to obtain them. After all, these people were great and powerful when they were alive.
And some people will leave behind the magical weapons they used during their lifetime, or some top-quality magic weapons, which are treasures for those who come in later.
But Ling Feng felt that he was a little unlucky. Others could get some treasures or inheritances when they came in, but he was lucky. None of the corpses he encountered left anything behind.
Ling Feng had a bitter smile on his face, but he had no choice but to look for the familiar aura of the sword soul. If this aura was really the incomplete sword soul of the God-killing Sword, it would be better than any treasure.